Waiting is not just waiting to die. Puyang Feng is indeed a battle-hardened iron-blooded hero. Under his seemingly weak appearance, he has an extremely strong and determined heart. When he was under siege, he judged Fang Ming with extraordinary calmness.
intention of.
There are dense forests all around. As long as you escape into the dense forests, you will definitely become the target of interception and killing.
The opponent came from afar and broke in with light cavalry. It was impossible to carry heavy weapons. Staying in the car was the best choice.
What's more, the car he was riding in had a powerful radio command system, which could command hundreds of elites in the suspended villa to counterattack at any time.
Time passed minute by minute, but Fang Ming did not take action because reality did not allow it.
The people in the car are all experts, and our own manpower is limited, so we can only carry out surprise attacks.
"Sister Xiao Yao, this Puyang Feng is really a tough guy."
"Of course." Zhu Xiaoyao glanced at Fang Ming and said, "This person is capable of establishing a famous gang in China. It seems that he has seen through our intentions."
Fang Ming sneered and said: "Since he has seen through it, we will adopt the second plan and make a tactical retreat."
After giving the order, Fang Ming and his group of seven people climbed over the mountains and arrived at the second strategic location, Yangchang Gorge.
This canyon is located on the border of Xiangbei Province and is the only way to travel to Puyang.
When the group arrived at the canyon, they immediately prepared for battle. Half an hour later, they dug bunkers and fortifications, and the group waited silently.
The battle between highly intelligent characters not only competes with intelligence, but also with patience.
Puyangfeng waited in the car for more than an hour, and the follow-up reinforcement team had been assembled. When a group of elite men wearing green camouflage uniforms appeared in front of him, Puyangfeng smiled completely.
Is the other party just bluffing and decapitating? Puyangfeng touched his big head, and the corners of his mouth could not hide his pride.
Fang Ming, a young boy, was still too stunned. Fighting was not such a simple matter.
Puyang Feng took a deep breath and ordered the attack.
Ten miles in front of the Yangchang Gorge, military helicopters made emergency landings at ultra-low altitudes. Puyang Feng had backup, and Fang Ming’s backup was even stronger. The Fang family, a century-old family, has an astonishing heritage. Just as Puyang Feng prepared
At the critical moment, Fang Ming launched the second plan. More than 200 Tiger List masters from the Fang family gathered in Yangchang Gorge and quickly occupied a favorable terrain.
When Puyang Feng's five hundred elite troops prepared to pursue them, what awaited them was disaster.
More than two hundred masters of the Fang Family's Tiger List used sniper rifles with high-power silencers to ruthlessly harvest the lives of their opponents.
Cruel flowers of blood bloomed above the heads of the Tianxiahui brothers. Every second they appeared, someone died mercilessly. Puyang Feng's heart sank a little bit, and he began to doubt. Could this itself be a trap?
, luring myself into it?
Within ten minutes, hundreds of corpses were left on the ground, and more than 300 elite soldiers of the Tianxiahui were lying dead on the spot.
In Puyang Feng's eyes, these people were the best in a hundred, but in Fang Ming's view, these people were complete rookies on the killing field.
Every time the Fang family trains a Tiger List master, it costs millions. In sniping alone, each person shoots out more than tens of thousands of bullets.
"Boss, what should we do?" Grizzly Bear Morris lost his patience. Watching his companions die is an extremely cruel thing. With almost every gunshot, Morris's heart couldn't help but follow the blooming blood.
beat.
Puyang Feng gritted his fine teeth and issued the second order: "Come on all, the decisive battle begins now."
Fang Ming is definitely on the opposite side. As long as he kills Fang Ming, all this will be solved.
In today's battle, I have the right time, place, and people. Even if all my subordinates are defeated, as long as I can kill Fang Ming, it will be the greatest victory.
Puyang Feng made a desperate move and ordered the follow-up troops to use firepower to suppress the enemy. Morris and the other three masters were like agile wild cats, burrowing into the dense forest.
"Here we come." Fang Ming put down the binoculars, with a cold expression on his lips.
Holding the sniper rifle in his hand, Fang Ming looked forward to a shocking blow.
In the darkness of the dense forest, Grizzly Bear Morris was walking dexterously with a sniper rifle.
Suddenly, Morris stopped and rolled on the spot.
Mud was flying around an inch from his heel, and Fang Ming fired the first shot. In dense forests with poor visibility, super shooters often rely on instinct to shoot. Both parties are martial arts masters, and it is impossible to kill them all with one shot.
matter.
Fang Ming's sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer. He fired one shot after another, using a combination of point and surface strikes, suppressing Morris until he could not breathe.
The corner of Morris's mouth twitched and he glared ahead. This was the first time for him to face such a frustrating confrontation.
"Sister Xiaoyao, come here!" Fang Ming threw the gun to Zhu Xiaoyao and got into the dense forest.
Bullets were fired crazily in the direction of Morris. Morris didn't dare to get up at all and could only lie down in agony.
But there was no way to go on like this. Morris used his knees and elbows to slowly swim on the ground, like a gecko, carefully avoiding the rapid-fire bullets.
Suddenly, Morris's body started to move, and he jumped into the air.
"Bang bang" Zhu Xiaoyao raised his gun and fired. Morris chose the direction of his leap very cleverly. He used the big tree next to him as cover, grabbed a vine, and rushed into the bush like an ape.
Finally escaping from the other party's control, Morris's heart settled down, but an inexplicable uneasiness immediately troubled him.
After reaching a certain level of martial arts cultivation, masters will have an inexplicable sixth sense and be able to predict hidden dangers. Morris had just escaped the opponent's sniper attack, and his ease lasted for less than a minute.
The uneasiness comes with even a little fear.
Morris wanted to greet his companions, so he reached for the radio on his waist.
"Bang!" A sharp gunshot rang out, and Morris quickly dodged, his shoulders covered in blood.
Someone! In addition to the sniper on the opposite side, the other side's people had already followed, and Morris found the reason for his uneasiness.
His shoulder was burning with pain, so Morris tore off the medical bandage and wrapped it first. He was a very experienced soldier, and he immediately judged that the opponent was using a pistol.
From the beginning to now, Morris has been under the pressure of the opponent, and he decided to fight back.
Anger overwhelmed Morris's mind. His round eyes widened and he watched the other person's every move carefully.
"Rust!" A slight sound came from the side and behind. Morris raised his gun, and the bullet penetrated the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound.
The smoke dissipated, everything returned to silence, and Morris's heart became even more manic.
Suddenly, a figure flashed past Morris's eyes like lightning, and Morris raised his gun to shoot again.
At the same time, Fang Ming, who was lurking in the dark, also continued to fight back.
The duel between a pistol and a sniper rifle was an unequal shooting competition, but Fang Ming didn't care.
Morris has fallen into his fist step by step, waiting for the final fatal blow.
"Whoosh!" Fang Ming shook his hands and shot out two flying knives, and his whole body was like an eagle flying over.
With such contempt for himself, Morris raised his sniper rifle.
Fang Ming, who was in the air, suddenly grabbed the vine with his hand, and then pulled out the mini submachine gun from his waist with a spinning force.
The M5 submachine gun has a very strong rapid fire capability. Before Morris could pull the trigger, the hail of bullets was already coming at an angle.
Hidden behind the rocks again, Morris gave up his sniper rifle and drew the pistol from his waist.
After Fang Ming landed, he rolled over, raised his M5 submachine gun and fired another burst of standard fire, which made Morris unable to lift his head.
Step by step, he approached Morris. When he was twenty meters away, Fang Ming suddenly put away his gun and smiled eerily.
Fang Ming took out a landmine with his left hand. Instead of throwing it, Fang Ming rolled the landmine over like a bowling ball.
No! Morris asked about the smell of gunpowder smoke. He held his breath and prepared to catch Fang Ming's running grenade. He believed that with his speed, he was fully capable of throwing the grenade before it exploded.
Morris never imagined that Fang Ming would throw grenades in a creative way.
"Boom!" The grenade exploded three meters away from Morris. The blast knocked his body sideways, exposing half of his head.
This is the moment you have been waiting for!
Fang Ming knelt down on one knee and completed a standard shooting with a textbook posture.
Blood flowers bloomed, and there was a blood hole on Morris's bald head. His eyes became dull, and he slowly fell down!
After getting rid of Morris, Fang Ming disappeared into the jungle again, as if he had never appeared before----