"Don't chase it out, damn it's too late?"

When it became clear that the figure was Miss Cat, the companions of the second group shouted, but Miss Cat chased the two people in front of them and had already broken into the dense forest, and the three of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In this operation, there was undoubtedly a much more advantageous group operation, and the abrupt pursuit lurked in an unpredictable and great danger. Especially the poisonous snake that the other party is still very good at concealing assassination, and the expressions of the two of them become difficult to look at at the same time when they think of this twin brother. At this moment, the sound of the fight instantly pulled them back into the scene, the sand on the shore was already dusty, and the billowing sand and gravel collided violently like two tornadoes in vain.

Zero and Zhang Hengshan fought again.

Obviously, this time Zhang Hengshan put on the strongest posture, 100 percent or 12 percent in the face of Zero. The dust shook off his thick arms, and the figure rioted like a strong bull in the sand smoke.

Facing Zhang Hengshan at this moment, Zero also became serious, he had already thrown off the black bag on his body, and even the lead wrapped around his waist and abdomen was smashed not far away.

The members of the second group are deeply aware of this, and Zero has always been very strict with himself. The lead he was bound to weigh twenty kilograms, and he exercised himself with extra weight when he ate, slept, and even trained in his usual training. This is not only a strict requirement for the body, but also a tempering of willpower, how can ordinary people have the perseverance to persevere, but the twenty kilograms of weight has become his habit.

Even in the face of the same group members, zero is still a weight-bearing hand, without a trace of slackness.

Therefore, it is only when Zero feels that the situation is tricky that he will unload the burden of his whole body, and this is when Zero is really serious. In the face of the unknown boy in the training, Zero shot with all his might, and this time Zhang Hengshan, who was facing the three groups, became serious again.

The twin brothers retreated far away to avoid being affected. The absolute horror of Zero, which has untied the shackles, is another sublimation of its own strength, which is why even Bai Yang, the leader of one group, and Huangfu Duxue, the third group, are afraid of it.

The fierce battle between the two was filled with grit, and blood flashed in the dust.

Looking down from a panoramic view of the island, almost all of them have pictures of battles. From the moment you set foot on the island, the battle has been fought invisibly. Concealment and anti-concealment, pursuit and counter-pursuit, the sound of cold weapons colliding, gunshots, the sound of rapid rushing, everyone is fighting with all their might.

Where the body fell on the beach, someone appeared and stood there for a long time.

"This is the wind of the three groups, I didn't expect to die here."

"Feng Zheng's strength is quite high, who killed him? It seems that he has directly crushed his throat, this person's strength must be much higher than Feng Zheng, who will it be? ”

The three people around the dead body were surrounded by them, and their expressions were a little cold, one was that they couldn't guess what was happening in front of them, and more because they were chilled by this operation.

"I didn't expect this operation to be played for real, and it would really kill people. What the hell was the team leader thinking? Did he really want us all to be buried on this island? ”

"This operation is too cruel for us, we must hurry up and converge now, and if it is too late, we don't know if the others will live."

The two shook their heads as soon as they finished speaking, looking a little discouraged. This is a group of two people, and it is Jeongkook who stares at the corpse for a long time without speaking. He couldn't exert any force on one arm, and he looked like he was hanging on one side.

"Jeongkook, what kind of calculation did you say the team leader was doing?" The person next to him asked.

Jeongkook shook his head, "I don't know, let's hurry up and find a companion." He glanced at the corpse on the ground with some pity, and smiled self-deprecatingly, too, for himself. Maybe they're all going to die here this time, is that the plan?

The death toll on the island did not spread quickly, and several battles took place during the night. The people who were originally hiding were found and began to exchange fire, and after chasing them all the way, people were affected along the way, so the war zone spread more and more, and almost as soon as there was movement, someone jumped out, and then the opponent who happened to meet started a fierce fight. Everyone's nerves were tense, and the thought of life and death hung over this island. However, even in such a state of vegetation, the whole island seemed uneasy, and not many people died as a result.

Each of them is well-trained, and the combat ability to fight as a member of the special operations team is naturally top-notch. In the eyes of outsiders, everyone here is strong, and it is naturally impossible to be killed as soon as they meet. Therefore, even if some people do not adapt to the environment of the island at first, they can avoid death if they do not get hurt and bleed after adaptation.

There are also people who are holding on to a tentative confrontation in such a situation, purely because the time is still early, and there is no need to attack with all their strength to kill people at this time. There are also such thoughts, but the overall blame is that the difference in strength between the two is not very large, and if the difference in strength is too obvious, then naturally someone will still die.

It's happening right now.

Disturbed by the occasional riotous gunfire around him, a stocky figure in the bushes poked its head out and then ran forward with agility, which was really not like his movements, but he ran extremely fast, and his fat figure swayed from side to side like a pendulum, and shook all the branches of the bushes that stood up horizontally.

His body floated from side to side, like dew drops on lotus leaves, running through the gap between the trunks of the trees, and there was a faint sound under his feet. There was a faint glow of fire ahead, and from his angle he could see a figure standing with his back to him. This was his chance, and instead of drawing any weapon, he tilted his right palm at forty-five degrees and made a knife motion, and ran forward to knock the man unconscious.

And at this moment, his thoughts had just flashed through his mind, and there was a "rustling" sound from the bushes on the right side in front of him. His body stopped suddenly, his hands couldn't help but push to the ground, his belly and the ground were tightly together, and he lay down smoothly in place. He stared straight in front of him, waiting for his moment.

As far as the eye could see, one foot stepped over the bushes, and the figure in front of the firelight became tense in vain, and another man appeared under the firelight.

In the firelight, you could see the man's appearance, thin cheekbones, some bulging eyes, wet dripping water stains from his hair, his entire upper body was also soaked, and there were blood stains on his chest.

"I just went to wash the blood off my clothes, and by the way, I washed my face, but I didn't expect to meet someone again." As the man spoke, he looked indifferently at the original figure in the firelight.

"Which group are you from? You want to fight me? Without saying a word, the man in the firelight raised his pistol and pointed it at the man's head, "I don't want to fight tonight, you'd better not mess with me." He said sternly, like a warning from his pistol.

"Oh, I see." The man turned and broke a branch beside him. He just turned his back and didn't mean to walk away.

"I'll give me to leave quickly, go find someone else, if you don't leave, I can really kill you." The man's face became more and more unkind, and the finger holding the trigger slowly bent, this action did give him the ability to kill, so he warned the man with his back to him for the last time.

The man didn't seem to hear and continued to play with the branch in his hand, it really didn't look like he was threatened.

"You can shoot."

"Then you go and die."

Without any hesitation, the man pulled the trigger.

"Bang." The moment the gun rang out, one branch pierced his forearm, and the other end came out with blood. The head of the gun was naturally deflected, and before the man could come back to his senses, a hand had already pinched his throat.

"Click." His throat was crushed by the man, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and spilled on the man's chest.

"Bang bang." The dull sound of gunfire hit the man's feet, filling him with despair.

The short and fat man who was lurking secretly witnessed the whole process, and his mood fluctuated.

He pushed his eyes, and shouted in his heart, "Good boy, fortunately there is no impulse, impulse is the devil." ”

"Who's there?" The man was aware of a flash of light, "The next one is you." The man's voice fell, and he rushed in vain