"Bang!"

At the edge of the pit where the poachers were hiding, a large cloud of dust was violently kicked. Behind him, a few figures who were still craned their necks to look at the "fancy flight show" in mid-air, fell down in an instant.

There is a rule in the security team that everyone knows that if your own personnel are injured by the strike, you can choose to kill the poacher directly. And most of the time, several captains will acquiesce.

However, at this time, Luke seemed a little angry, and kept calling Anna on the radio, telling her to stabilize first and wait for herself to pass. It's a pity that someone took off the headset before and didn't hear it at all.

There was silence between the mound and the poacher's pit for a few seconds, and then the sound of popping beans suddenly sounded. The mound in front of Anna was suddenly splashed with dust, and a large cloud of dust and smoke poured up.

Wang Ping naturally heard the sudden fierce battle, but he couldn't care about it at all.

"Brother, why don't we go down and fight?"

For fear that a vigorous plucking of the feathers on the neck of the golden eagle would cause him to fall into a mosaic, Wang Ping had already changed his grip at this time, holding the neck of the golden eagle with both hands and feet.

And because it was restrained by a badger, the golden eagle that was not breathing well kept turning over in the air, gliding, 360 ° small turn, 720 ° big turn, flying sideways, flying upside down, and sometimes suddenly stopped and fell, and then swooped and glided, wanting to throw a badger down.

Some people say that life is like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, highs and lows.

But Wang Ping wants to say, what is a roller coaster? If you have the ability, you can climb on the back of the golden eagle and try it? I guarantee that if you ride the roller coaster again, it will be like going home for the New Year.

The wind blew in my ears, as if someone was constantly dragging him down with his hand. Wang Ping didn't dare to relax at this time, for fear that he would be bald and there would be no room for redemption.

After tossing for a long time, it was probably because the golden eagle was also tired, and it regained its strength by circling and gliding.

A certain badger hugged the neck of the golden eagle, and only then did he breathe a little easier. Suddenly, I found that it seemed that I had been holding my breath since I was taken to the sky by the golden eagle just now. After so long, it is amazing that he didn't suffocate himself.

Wang Ping attributed his stomach to a strong desire to survive, but people ...... The badger was in the sky, and his vision suddenly widened a lot. The distribution points of all the people on the Gobi Desert at your feet are clear at a glance.

Wang Ping could see at a glance that at this time, Anna was lying behind a small mound, dusty in front of her, and she was beaten so hard that she didn't dare to take her head. Behind her, a figure was rapidly running towards her from the south.

To the southeast, another figure was in a triangle with Anna and the poachers, and a figure was moving sideways towards Anna. At this time, it was his side that was the least noticeable.

"Damn, I knew that when I came out just now, I should have brought those detonators and gave them a high-altitude bomb!" a certain badger pouted, and then found that the golden eagle was flying towards the east, getting farther and farther away from Anna.

"Hey, what are you doing! Don't fly! Get down, big brother!"

Wang Ping quietly tried to lift the golden eagle's neck and press it down. But there is nowhere to focus in the air, and with his own weight, he is not as heavy as a rabbit, let alone trying to press down the golden eagle.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and after the phobia of heights eased, a certain badger became a lot bolder, and the anger in his heart surged up again, and as soon as his brain was hot, one claw slapped down on the head of the golden eagle.

There was a scream in mid-air, the golden eagle's wings fluttered twice, and then suddenly a sense of weightlessness came, Wang Ping found that he suddenly began to fall with a whirlpool of acceleration, as if the slap just now stunned the golden eagle.

"Wozhi, wake up, we're going to crash! I was wrong......"

The hair on the top of a badger's frightened head stood up, and it shook desperately around the neck of the golden eagle.

Seeing the ground below getting closer and closer, a badger felt that his limbs were getting softer. Hurriedly moved down the back of the golden eagle, intending to find a thick place to make a cushion for himself.

However, at the moment when it was about to "crash", the golden eagle seemed to have eased up, or it was pretending to be dizzy before, just waiting for this moment, its wings waved violently, and its body suddenly paused a few meters above the ground.

And a certain badger behind the golden eagle, under the action of inertia, only stayed on its back for less than 1 second, then grabbed a handful of feathers, and the badger's face fell down hideously.

"Your uncle......"

Wang Ping only had time to subconsciously stretch out his claws and fished it, and it fell to the ground with a pile of scattered feathers.

"Tong!"

A puff of dust and smoke spread out in circles, and a badger fell to the ground in a five-body posture, lying in the center of the smoke and dust in a wooden shape.

The golden eagle flapped its wings, flew into the air again, and after a circle, it dived again, rushing down again at an extremely fast speed, pointing at Wang Ping, who was motionless on the ground.

"Uh...... It hurts......"

His mind wandered around outside for a while, and then slowly returned to the head of a certain badger. Wang Ping only felt that the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, and there was pain everywhere. Raising his claws to support the ground and raising his head, he saw a trace of blood on a concave mark on the ground in front of him.

I touched my face, but I didn't find any wounds, but when my claws touched the corners of my mouth, there was some blood on the back of my claws. He looked like he had been injured internally.

"Wori, my brother won't be like what is said on the Internet, he was smashed and suddenly died while walking, right?"

Wang Ping was startled into a cold sweat, and then his ears turned, and he heard the sound of flapping wings overhead.

"Again?" There was a walnut-sized gravel at his feet, and a badger grabbed the stone, turned over and stood up, and threw it at the golden eagle that was less than 2 meters away.

"Smack!"

The stone hit the golden eagle's chest, and several feathers fell along with the stone. The golden eagle screamed, flapped its wings and flew into the air, hovering over the head of a certain badger.

"Hoo ......"

Wang Ping sat down, feeling his heart beating violently, and while he was worried about whether he had been seriously injured after the catastrophe, he was worried about whether he had been seriously injured.

But at this time, a sound of "puff puff" came from the front. Wang Ping looked up and found that there was a gray-haired rabbit lying on the ground less than 20 meters away from him.

"Damn, where did the rabbit come from?"

Wang Ping scratched his head, and was puzzled, the sound of "poof" was endless, and when he followed the sound, he found that on the west side of the rabbit, there was a slight bulge on the ground, and a canvas camouflage with a thin and uneven floating soil covered there, and it really couldn't be seen if he didn't look carefully. And underneath the disguise, two gray-faced heads showed their faces in disguise, and they were making a "poof" sound in front of themselves like mentally retarded, trying their best to attract their attention.

"Come here, come over a little more~~" One of the "dirt faces", with a smile, called Wang Ping obscenely, like a strange Shu millet who lured the little girl to watch the goldfish.

Looking at the rabbit in front of him, as well as the trap skeleton that had been clearly exposed around him, and then looking at the two "dirt faces" opposite, Wang Ping's face was weird.

"Is the threshold for poachers lower now, or is buddy too high-minded before?"