Fang Ming's group used a military radio. After splitting up with Fang Wenqiang, Fang Ming made a quick march to Wolf Mountain.
The Langshan Mountains are criss-crossed and intertwined, just like wolf teeth standing straight in the Gobi Mountains in the northwest.
Different from the ordinary Gobi, Langshan has vegetation.
The grass and trees are not high, just shrubs a few meters high. For special forces, such shrubs are better than the endless Gobi.
Fang Ming arrived at Langshan and ordered the troops to rest while nervously watching the movements around him.
The roar of the motor sounded again, and several helicopters circled and approached again.
"Hide!" Fang Ming immediately issued the command, and then hid in a cave in the middle of the mountain.
There are many natural caves in the weathered mountain of Langshan. These caves are the best hiding places. The helicopter circled for a while, then fired a few shells and flew away.
Fang Ming was hiding in the cave, his face was gloomy and terrifying.
Judging from the two attacks, the other party must have grasped his whereabouts. What is the problem?
Fang Ming thought for a while and used the Fang family's special secret code to get in touch with Fang Wenqiang. Fang Wenqiang's progress was going smoothly, but there was not much movement.
Zhu Xiaoyao analyzed: "I think the problem may be with the radio."
"Yeah." Fang Ming agreed with this view.
There are many such examples in the history of world wars. Secret messages are really important to an army.
Fang Ming thought for a while and said: "We will use the family's secret message instead, and the transmitter will be controlled by core members."
The so-called core members are Fang Ming, Zhu Xiaoyao, Yelena and Aiolia.
In this wild land, sometimes radios are really a burden. Fang Ming made a quick decision and decided not to actively send signals outside except for necessary contacts.
The group rested for half an hour, had lunch, and headed forward again.
Ahead is the most dangerous Langya Canyon in Langshan.
The mountain is a thousand feet high, and a ridge like a wolf's back appears in front of you.
The mountain ridge is bare, and there is only a foot wide place in the middle to stand on. If you lose your mind, you will fall into the abyss and be doomed.
"I'll go there first." Aiolia doesn't pay attention to this mountain ridge at all. For a martial arts master like him, going back and forth is not a problem.
The problem is that this road is very close to the Temple of Light, and the terrain is so steep that the other party would not believe it unless they set up an ambush.
It was necessary to explore the reality. Fang Ming thought about it and decided to make an important decision.
Aiolia led the rest back and took another road to the opposite side. This road was relatively flat, but it took a day and a half. And Fang Ming, Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena flew over the wolf's back,
as an outpost.
The three of them are all masters of the Dragon Ranking. Even if they are defeated, they still have the ability to protect themselves. This is also for the safety of the large army. Fang Ming will not launch a hasty attack before they are in position.
Fang Ming and the other three hid behind the rock, closed their eyes and adjusted their breaths, as if they were not here to fight.
The timing of the flyby is very important. If you don't control it well, a single sniper rifle shot from the opponent can cause serious injuries. Even the top masters of the legendary Dragon Ranking are not immune to falling off the cliff from such a high place.
Time passed little by little, and the three of them recharged their batteries until noon came.
The sunshine at noon was extremely hot, and the sun was like a wildly burning fireball, trying to incinerate all living creatures on the earth.
"Action!" Fang Ming stood up suddenly. He put on the wing suit specially made by the army, spread out his arms, and the black wings under his ribs were two and a half meters long. His whole body was like an eagle fighting in the sky, and he headed towards the opposite cliff.
flyby.
The timing was chosen just right. The wolf's back was already higher than the cliff on the opposite side. Even if the sniper on the opposite side wanted to shoot, he would still be facing direct sunlight.
Fang Ming held the horizontal sword in his hand, and his eyes were like high-speed radars, watching everything around him vigilantly.
Suddenly, a small bright light appeared in front of me.
The light was very small, like a flicker of light, but Fang Ming still captured the light.
This was the bright light of the sniper rifle scope under direct sunlight. Fang Ming made a prompt decision and slashed across his chest. The blade reflected the dazzling light in the blazing sunlight.
The light only lasts for a moment, but sometimes a moment is enough.
"Bang!" A cloud of green smoke shone, breaking the tranquility of the valley, and the sniper on the opposite side opened fire hastily.
Fang Ming's interference at the critical moment worked. The bullet flew past his shoulder. At this moment, Fang Ming had already picked up the sniper rifle.
Wearing a wing suit, Fang Ming could adjust his gliding posture in the air, and he flew under the sniper.
He raised his gun and took aim. A flower of blood bloomed, and a terrifying hole opened up in the sniper's head.
While Fang Ming was killing the sniper, Yelena and Zhu Xiaoyao flew down from left to right.
Fang Ming grabbed a hanging vine and climbed up the mountain with a little effort, hiding in the dense forest.
The dense forest is dark, like dormant beasts, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.
The figures flashed, and there were already five or six men in black rushing toward Fang Ming.
The men in black are all short in stature, veiled, holding scimitars, and their tall aquiline noses reveal their physical characteristics. They are all of Arab descent.
Fang Ming rushed forward and rushed into the crowd.
The sword light was violent, as fast as thunder and lightning. The violent sword light mixed with the splashing blood became the most dazzling color in the dense forest.
One knife cut his throat, and the second knife stabbed directly into his chest.
Facing the swarm of scimitars, Fang Ming did not draw the sword. He grabbed the body and used it as a mace to sweep left and right.
Using a corpse as a mace is probably a great spectacle in fighting. The result of this is that blood clots will fly and the blood will spread everywhere.
The corpse was chopped into pieces by three scimitars, and Fang Ming's Tang Dao also fell down at the same time.
Fang Ming rolled over, caught the falling Tang Dao, and swept it away.
The enemy's scimitar is suitable for cutting, but not suitable for blocking. Moreover, the scimitar is shorter than the Tang sword.
Fang Ming's long knife passed by the edge of the scimitar blade and severed their hamstrings. Before the other party could react, Fang Ming rushed forward and struck out with both palms.
Chen Xiong's palm hit the two of them on the chest, and they immediately spit out blood arrows and fell to the sky.
The strong wind roared behind his head, and he struck with a knife, like a full moon.
The scimitar's blade flashed violently, and the blade that was about ten feet long sank into the big tree, directly cutting the tree in half.
A tall man in black looked intently, but there was no trace of Fang Ming, only a big tree that had been chopped down to the ground was left.
Where are the people?
The man in black held the scimitar tightly with both hands and followed forward steadily.
"Hoo!" The slight sound of wind blew, and the man in black turned his head. Fang Ming was like a god of death falling from the sky, and the violent sword light was pouring down like the Milky Way.
One strike, this was the strike Fang Ming made with all his strength!
The Tang Dao in Fang Ming's hand is made of fine iron from the East China Sea. It cuts iron like mud and can be broken in one stroke.
The power of the sword did not decrease, and disappeared in a flash. The man in black stood still, with a look of horror in his eyes.
Blood arrows were fired, and a blood line appeared on the forehead of the man in black, which was expanding at a terrifying speed.
"Boom." The energy burst out, and the man in black was shattered into a pile of minced meat by the force.
Fang Ming dealt with these five people and walked towards the top of the dense forest.
Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena flashed out from around the corner. Their knives were both stained with blood and they were wiping them with special parchment. This kind of parchment was soaked in sesame juice and could cover up the blood.
The three of them briefly cleaned the scene and moved forward from the depths of the dense forest.
The marching speed was very fast, almost five times that of ordinary soldiers. Ten minutes later, the three of them passed through the dense forest and reached a high place.
Below is a canyon, with a river roaring past. The rapid water hits the rocks and splashes of langurs.
The Heilong River became the last barrier in front of the three people. The three people used rocks and vegetation to gradually approach the Heilong River.
With such a turbulent current, swimming across it will definitely become a sniper target. Fang Ming thought for a moment and said, "There is a ropeway upstream of this river. Let's go there."
The three of them walked a few kilometers further upstream, and they saw the ropeway marked on the map. This ropeway was tied between the cliffs. It was very old, and when the river wind blew, it swayed in a disturbing way.
The three of them carefully observed the movements around them, and the sky gradually darkened.
Fang Ming looked at his watch. Aiolia and the following brothers would arrive in half an hour, and they could still adjust their breathing for a while.
For martial arts masters, breath regulation is an excellent way to restore physical strength. In a life-or-death fight, one must maintain sufficient physical strength and energy.
Time passed by, night finally fell on the earth, and Aiolia successfully reunited with Fang Ming.