Chapter 1007: It Seems to Be a Dao Gate?
Leng Ye did not object, and continued to walk forward with the monkey. But for the rest of the road, both of them became much quieter. Leng Ye listened carefully all the way with his ears pricked up, and as he went deeper, his expression became more and more strange, because he had already heard the strange noise. The sound is indescribable, it sounds loud and chaotic. If you have to say it vividly, it's like ...... The crusher is so sharp and noisy when it operates. There is no fixed way of sound, one moment is "boom" and the other is "click...... Or it could be a mixture of many different sounds. But in any case, it also proves that the monkey is not lying, and there is nothing wrong with his spirit.
So here's the problem.
Why did the monkey hear this sound from the beginning, and the cold night was gone...... It's probably more than a kilometer, and I can barely hear a little. Is there such a big difference in hearing between the two?
Cold Night is confident that his hearing is very normal, so there is only one truth: monkeys have abnormal hearing.
In fact, the monkey's hearing was abnormal, but he didn't even notice it. In fact, not only his hearing, but also his eyesight, strength, perception and other aspects of physique have far exceeded the level of normal people. Because he, like 11 and the queen, belongs to the category of transforming people.
Dr. Madman's favorite is the transformation of the living body, after his crazy transformation, the quality of the monkey in all aspects has been significantly improved, compared to the ears become bright, it is nothing, his vision dynamic capture, thinking response has become faster, faster This is called a cow beep.
Of course, the benefits of being modified by Dr. Maniac are obvious, but there are also a lot of side effects. 11 He was so deceived that he didn't want it, and even his life was about to die.
Leng Ye didn't know so many things in between, but he could guess a little bit with his cleverness. But he didn't say it, but buried it in his stomach silently, rotting in it forever.
As the two of them went all the way deeper, the strange noise became louder and louder, and even a little noisy and harsh. But the sound was still mixed, and I couldn't tell what it was coming from. If it sounded like a stone crusher crushing stones before, now it is hundreds or thousands of stone crushers crushing stones together, mixed with excavators and road rollers, which is simply a hodgepodge, and the noise is unbearable.
After continuing to move forward for a while, Leng Ye's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly reached out and pulled the monkey.
The unsuspecting monkey was dragged back and leaned back, and the next moment the body had already found its own balance, and one foot subconsciously moved back a little, and the body stood still. Then the monkey turned his head to look at Leng Ye in amazement, but saw a rare and solemn look on his face, and couldn't help but be surprised: "What's wrong?"
Leng Yeyu's eyebrows locked lightly, pointed ahead, and said, "Over there, there seems to be light." ”
The monkey turned his head suspiciously, but it was still pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. However, the monkey knows that Cold Night is a sniper, and the most important thing for snipers is to observe the details, even if there is even a trace of wind flow, they have to observe and evaluate it at all times. Because the moment the sniper shoots, the wind direction, the strength of the wind, the air resistance, and even the humidity in the air must be calculated, and only in this way can they make every shot. So a sniper needs more talent, and a monkey doesn't have this talent, so he can only be an assaulter instead of a sniper.
Cold Night is undoubtedly a very good sniper, so he can notice certain details that are overlooked by the monkeys in the first place.
The monkey stared carefully for a long time in the direction pointed by the cold night, and finally saw a small white dot smaller than the tip of a fine needle in the pitch-black darkness.
The monkey frowned and asked, "What's that?"
While he was still staring just now, Leng Ye had already removed his sniper rifle and was adjusting the scope. He is equipped with a 39x40 optical scope on his sniper rifle, and the magnification is adjusted between 3 and 9x by zoom, up to 9x. The cold night was directly adjusted to the highest nine times, and then he held the gun and leaned against the scope to observe the small white dot.
After a while, Leng Ye said uncertainly: "It seems to be a Daomen." ”
"Door?" said the monkey, stunned.
"It seems to be. Leng Ye put down the gun, frowned tightly and said, "But the distance is too far, I can't be sure yet." ”
The monkey grinned and said, "Then go over and have a look." ”
The monkey's character is a big grin, and his thoughts are very simple, since it is too far away to see clearly, then just look closer. But Leng Ye didn't think so, compared to the monkey, he was calmer and thought about more things. Just like his code name, cold means calm, and night means loneliness. This is the code name given to him by his instructor and comrade-in-arms of his dead father when he chose his son to succeed his father in this industry, and reminded him to be calm, meticulous and cautious in case of trouble.
Stretched out his finger under his lip and bit it gently, Leng Ye analyzed while thinking about it: "We're not sure what is over there, but the sound source is coming from that side, and the white light is also in that direction, I always feel ......"
"What are you afraid of?" interrupted the monkey, "if you really encounter any danger, do it." ”
"Huh. Leng Ye sneered twice, glanced at him, and sneered: "You don't even have bullets, what do you do with others?"
"Cut. Monkey Nunu said disdainfully, "Even if I don't have bullets, I have other things." ”
Leng Ye raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Cloud burst bomb or poison gas bomb?"
"Do you think I only have those two?" the monkey glanced at him and sneered, "Tell you, I still have flowering bullets, rattle bullets, hallucinogenic bombs......"
"Nima!" I wanted to curse in the cold night. God knows how so many things fit into this cannon barrel, and how different models of miniature shells can be fired with the same rail launcher. Is this a black technology?
What's even more puzzling is that this cannon barrel is also a multi-barreled machine gun, and thousands of rounds of ammunition per minute are too little. With so many bullets fired, won't the body of the gun get hot? Under normal circumstances, it should be so hot that you can't even hold your hands. It's a miracle that the hot temperature didn't detonate the various small bombs loaded inside.