The reflection of the sun flashed in front of Tang Chen's eyes.

"Get down!"

Tang Chen let out a low roar and quickly tactically lay down.

A low gunshot rang out through the forest.

"Boss, boss. ”

Wang Haihu shouted at Tang Chen with some panic. His thigh was torn by a bullet, and he struggled with the discomfort and rolled into the ravine.

Tang Chen rolled one after another! Interspersed several covers, he quickly came to Wang Haihu's side.

"I..."

I saw that Wang Haihu's thigh was bleeding like an infusion, and it seemed that he had injured the main artery.

"Shut up!"

Tang Chen tore open the field backpack, took out a medical bandage, and quickly bandaged Wang Haihu's wound.

"Boss, canned meat. ”

Wang Haihu handed over the canned meat in his arms.

Tang Chen took the canned meat and patted Wang Haihu's arm gently.

"Don't worry, you can't die, I know how to heal. ”

"Stay good! Protect yourself. ”

Tang Chen took advantage of the gap above the ravine to observe the forest. It was early morning, and the sun was reflected in the east.

"Damn!"

Tang Chen quickly lowered his head, only to see a bullet rushing through Tang Chen's outcrop.

If it weren't for the seventh sense of the battlefield just now, I'm afraid I would have to explain here.

The enemy is in the East!

Wang Haihu opened his eyes and looked at the crisis just now, struggled, and took off the Kalek M960A charge gun on his waist.

Why did you choose to charge the gun last night!

Bursts of regret spread from the bottom of Wang Haihu's heart, and he had been dragging his feet since the beginning of the battle, and he couldn't choose a weapon well.

"Don't move. ”

Tang Chen crawled in front of Wang Haihu and looked at the corpses of the two members of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment in the ravine.

"What should I do?"

Wang Haihu looked at Tang Chen with a firm look in his eyes, and tightly held the Kleeka Charge Gun in his hand.

"What do you think?"

Tang Chen patted his hat angrily, turned around and crawled towards the corpse of the member of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment.

The early morning was moist and cool, and even more so than the corpses of the members of the Dragon Soul Monks last night.

The transformation of prey and hunters is always so fast.

Ignoring the blood and smell, Tang Chen rummaged through the corpses of the members of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment.

Damn, did you only bring rifles and rations in ambushes? Are you a bunch of shit? There's even an adult magazine.

Tang Chen couldn't help but want to curse in his heart, were the soldiers of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment such a waste?

Not finding what he was looking for, Tang Chen was not too frustrated, and turned over to look at the clear blue sky. The opposing sniper is at least a kilometer away, and the accuracy of the two shots is extremely high.

All he had in his hand was a rifle, a charge gun, a large amount of rations, and an adult magazine. What to turn the tables?

If you want to inflict damage on an enemy a thousand meters away, it is simply impossible. Even if it was as strong as Tang Chen, it was impossible to lurk for a thousand meters during the day.

What's more, this member of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment has extremely rich combat experience and is quite advanced in equipment.

The Grim Reaper, who goes behind enemy lines, comes and goes without a trace, is the description of this type of sniper.

"How?"

Tang Chen had a lot of thoughts, and distance was a problem. Waiting for the night? This option was quickly abandoned, and the sniper had to be dealt with quickly.

The longer the time drags on, the less hope there is for Li Ming to be rescued.

"Take off your shirt and hat!"

Tang Chen ordered towards Wang Haihu while quickly taking off his shirt and hat.

When Wang Haihu heard Tang Chen's order, he quickly executed the order regardless of the strange thoughts in his heart.

"Boss, I took it off. ”

Wang Haihu looked like he was at home.

"Don't throw it away!

"Oh, Roger. ”

The corners of Wang Haihu's eyes twitched, and his wrists trembled a little.

Tang Chen quickly changed the clothes he had just taken off into the bodies of the two Dragon Soul Cultivators. And, grab a handful of dirt to cover up the wound on their neck.

Two kilometers away! The member of the Dragon Soul Monk Regiment held a sniper and a gun, and waited patiently for them to show up again. How many people did you snipe in this battle? ten? Or eight?

There are too many of them! I can't remember it at all, but on the book with half of the corner exposed in the pocket of my jacket, a ten is written crookedly.

Do you want to be patient?The sniper of the Dragon Soul Monk Regiment pressed down on the gun, and a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

......

Wang Haihu was slightly relieved to see the captain act quickly! The captain is resourceful, and he is always dragging his feet...

Tang Chen took a few deep breaths and slightly exposed the head of a member of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment.

Bang!

The scene was swift and miserable!

Tang Chen didn't care too much, just lay quietly on the ground.

A moment later, Tang Chen quickly flashed the head of another disguised member of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment through the air.

Bang!

Didn't hit!

This was expected by Tang Chen!

Pulling the corpse to flash over the other side of the ravine.

Bang!

Still not hit!

Wang Haihu watched Tang Chen crawl around, his eyes full of doubts. He could roughly understand Tang Chen's plan, but he didn't understand why he didn't just send away the body of this member of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment.

That way, the snipers, the guns will leave, and we'll be safe.

Tang Chen stared closely into the distance, and finally ran directly to the edge of the ravine, gently poking out the heads of the members of the Dragon Soul Cultivator Regiment.

As expected, another familiar gunshot rang out.

Call!

Tang Chen lay on his back on the ground, turned his head sideways, and grinned at Wang Haihu.

"Then it's up to God to give us a chance. ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Wang Haihu's eyes were gloomy and his voice was low.

"Captain, I'm useless. ”

Tang Chen didn't expect Wang Haihu to say this, and looked at him with some doubts.

Wang Haihu shook his head slightly, a little afraid to look at Tang Chen.

"Captain. You're negotiating, I'm hiding behind the captives and watching, you're killing the enemy in front, I'm hiding in the back. Today, I didn't even have the qualifications to watch, and I was directly injured. ”

"I'm useless. ”

Wang Haihu was depressed, and he felt a little dizzy in the sky.

"Why do you think that?"

Tang Chen remained motionless and smiled at Wang Haihu.

"You are all my brothers, where do you come from, don't hold back. Without you, what can I, Tang Chen, do alone? Can I kill ten people, can I kill a hundred? No. ”

"We have such a result today, and it is all due to the cooperation of Li Ming, you and many brothers. ”

Wang Haihu's trance-like eyes cleared up a little, and he looked at Tang Chen, muttering constantly in his mouth.

Tang Chen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly dragged his somewhat tired body to Wang Haihu, only to see that Wang Haihu's body was full of bright red.

"You stupid man! Why don't you say it!"

Tang Chen felt anxious in his heart, flipping through the field backpack, but how could there be a blood bag in this situation,

Herbs! Tang Chen thought of a herb, Golden Silver Grass.

But this herb grass Tang Chen had never seen in the forest.