Chapter 210: Jungle Duel
Seeing that Wang Hao suddenly stopped, Bingshan frowned slightly, and gestured and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Hao pointed to his feet and responded, "Stepping on thunder!"
Bingshan frowned slightly and asked, "Need help?"
Wang Hao shook his head and said, "No, I can handle it myself!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a handful of wolf thorns and slowly crouched down. The pen is www.biquge.info with a sharp blade, carefully removing the dead leaves and mud.
After clearing a clean area, Wang Hao's pupils contracted slightly, and a ray of essence shot out from it, looking directly into the ground through the dead leaves and soil.
This is an explosive mine, and the layout is also extremely ingenious, it is definitely the work of a master, and it is difficult to dismantle it in a short time.
"Iceberg, find me a rock!"
Iceberg nodded and replied, "Okay!"
Soon, Bingshan held a stone with a full ten kilograms and walked towards Wang Hao.
Wang Hao took the stone, waved his hand at her, and said, "You step back first!"
With that, he slowly moved his steps and pressed the stone upwards at the same time.
After his right foot was completely withdrawn, Wang Hao took three deep breaths. The hand pressed on the stone suddenly let go, and it rolled on the spot, rolling towards a large tree.
"Boom!"
Mines explode and stones shatter in the air. Debris crashed into the trunk of the tree, and a thunderclap rattled.
Before the smoke cleared, the sound of Si Xi Suo was heard in the jungle. Several dark shadows shuttled through it quickly, like ghosts and ghosts.
The iceberg kicked on the trunk of the tree, and with the help of the rebound, quickly slid ten meters away, and opened fire. The action is lightning fast, clean and staggering.
At the same time as the iceberg shot back, the place where he was standing just now was covered by three bullets, in a zigzag shape, and the dust was flying, and three dirt pits were sunken out on the ground, and the smoke was filled.
"Bang, bang!"
Two more gunshots rang out, and the big tree where Wang Hao was hiding was knocked out of a big hole. A faint white smoke wafted out of it, unusually pungent.
Wang Hao found that he was six or seven meters around, and there was no cover to borrow. If you go out rashly, you will definitely be shot.
Looking at the iceberg again, her situation is not optimistic, she has been completely suppressed by the enemy, and she can't move at all.
The explosion just now completely exposed their location. In other words, now they are surrounded.
It's better to take the initiative than to sit still!
Wang Hao casually picked up a stone from the ground and gestured at the iceberg not far away.
Bingshan understood and nodded at Wang Hao.
"Bang!"
The stone was thrown into the air!
"Bang!"
A bullet hit the stone with unmistakable accuracy, and the stone was smashed into powder in mid-air.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out again, and this time the person who fired the shot was an iceberg.
There was a muffled snort in the jungle, and an unlucky mercenary, with a crooked head, fell forever in a pool of blood.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The three bullets covered the iceberg in an offensive formation with the word "pin".
The iceberg lay on the spot and fired back, and an eyebrow bloomed in one of the mercenaries.
At the same time, Wang Hao rolled on the spot, rolled out from behind the trunk, and raised his hand to shoot a long point.
After knocking down the two mercenaries, Wang Hao subconsciously glanced at the iceberg.
At this time, the iceberg is hiding behind a tree trunk. The body is like a hedgehog, curled up in a ball, not moving. On her shoulder, there was a piercing red.
Seeing this scene, Wang Hao's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he shouted urgently: "Iceberg?"
After about four or five seconds, Bingshan gestured to Wang Hao: it means that he is still alive, but he is just a little injured!
Seeing that the iceberg was still alive, the stone hanging in Wang Hao's heart could be regarded as putting it back in his stomach.
After settling down, Wang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had come out of a sheathed sword, and began to observe the wind and grass around him.
A gust of wind blows, the branches swing, and the setting sun shines through the leaves, leaving dappled spots of light on the ground.
Wang Hao took out the wolf thorn, gently wiped the blade, and slowly stretched it out, and the blade poured out, reflecting a ray of sunlight.
"Bang!"
A scorching bullet burst through the air, calcium carbide sparks burst out, Wang Hao's arm burst out, and the wolf thorn collapsed directly.
Wang Hao rolled in the air, and with the black muzzle, he aimed at the gloomy jungle in front of him, and suddenly knocked the trigger.
"Bang!"
A mercenary shot in the middle of his eyebrow, and blood splattered out like a waterfall.
Suddenly, the whole jungle was as silent as death. There was no sound other than the birds returning to the forest.
Wang Hao crawled in the grass, carefully searched three times with a sniper scope, and after making sure that there were no lurking snipers, he ran towards the hiding place of the iceberg.
"Iceberg, how are you now?"
Bingshan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a little skin injury, it's no big deal!"
As she spoke, she snapped a branch in her hand and bit it tightly with her mouth. The dagger was pulled out, and the cold light appeared, and it slashed directly towards the wound.
Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down the iceberg's white forehead. The muscles at the corners of the mouth twitch, tugging at the scars on the face.
The scar wriggles back and forth like a living centipede, which is shocking.
After the bullet was ripped out, Bingshan took out the white medicine he was carrying and scattered it indiscriminately.
This is a powder made from poppy fruit, which has the miraculous effect of stopping bleeding and relieving pain.
Just then, a dull burst of gunfire was heard ahead.
Wang Hao's eyes swept over, and he said in a low voice: "Southwest, six o'clock direction, 6,500 meters in a straight line, it should be Yanlong, Sabertooth Tiger, and they have encountered mercenaries!"
Bingshan spit out the deformed wooden stick that had been bitten, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said, "Go, go and support them!"
However, due to the excessive violentness of the up, coupled with the fact that a lot of blood had just been released, the iceberg turned black in front of his eyes, his head was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground.
Wang Hao hurriedly stepped forward, hugged her, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Iceberg shook his head and said, "It's okay!"
Wang Hao wanted to speak and stopped, and said, "Okay, I'll go to support Yanlong and them first, and you will follow behind!"
Bingshan didn't speak, just nodded helplessly.
Meanwhile:
Yan Long and Saber-toothed Tiger have already started a white-edged battle with bayonets against more than a dozen mercenaries.
There were already three mercenaries who had fallen in a pool of blood.
However, Yanlong and Sabertooth Tiger, their situation is not very optimistic. Especially the saber-toothed tiger, covered in blood, was stabbed no less than three times. The white bones on the shoulders are looming.
The two of them were back to back, the bayonets in their hands still dripping blood. Without blinking, he stared at the mercenary.
These mercenaries are all jungle special warfare masters, and they are a little careless. The two brothers will be buried here forever, never to see the light of day.
(To be continued.) )