"Take out all the smoke bombs, send two people with a few smoke bombs to sneak fifty meters in the direction of the woods, listen to my command, throw all the smoke bombs around the river at the same time, in addition, the bazooka is ready, as soon as the smoke disperses, fire the fire canister bombs at the location of the main building of Snow Willow Villa, and then we rush to the woods with all our strength." Staring at his screaming subordinates in the river, Cook gritted his teeth and gave the order.

"Yes!" More than a hundred mercenaries roared in unison, and then handed over all the smoke bombs they were carrying to Cook for unified distribution, and no one dared to be careless at the moment of life and death. And the six bazookas were also ready, just waiting for the smoke to disperse and fire at Snow Willow Villa with all their strength to cover the retreat of Cook and others

Cook ******** thinking about how to deal with the Reaper sniper on the roof of Snowwillow Manor, but he didn't notice that on the right side of the river, a group of figures had quietly approached Cook and the others by taking advantage of the night.

"Smoke grenades, throw." At Cook's order, thirty military smoke grenades were simultaneously thrown into the area from Cook's location to the woods.

In an instant, the smoke filled the air, and the distance of more than 100 meters was completely shrouded in thick smoke.

As soon as the smoke cleared, several loud noises rang out in the river, and six rockets flew through the thick fog in the direction of the main building. Cook didn't want to hurt the enemy, he just hoped that the six rockets would buy some time for his people.

"Rush!" Cook, with his night vision goggles, let out a low roar and rushed in the direction of the woods as he waded through the icy water.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Cook and the others ran less than ten meters, more than a dozen grenades flew from the right side of the river, and they exploded in the crowd in an instant.

"Don't stop, rush!" Cook was swept away by the air wave and plunged headlong into the knee-high water, which froze Cook's spirit. Quickly stood up, fortunately, the night vision device was still there, and after shouting busily, he pulled his legs and rushed in the direction of the woods.

Behind him, screams, gunshots, and grenade explosions suddenly mingled.

Rushing into the woods for more than ten meters before Cook stopped, holding on to a big tree and panting like a bellows. After finally adjusting his breathing, Cook remembered the mercenary who was following closely behind.

When Cook saw the more than ten mercenaries standing behind him with wounds, his heart was as cold as the river just now, and his body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

In less than a minute, more than 80 mercenaries were thrown at this section of more than 100 meters of river.

"Boss, this place is not suitable for a long time. Let's hurry up! Old John on the side, his face was covered in blood, and he covered his left ear with his hand, and anxiously urged Cook as he looked around in a panic.

"Let's go!" Cook jerked his feet, settled down slightly, turned around and ran towards the southeast of the woods with the remaining dozen mercenaries.

"Phew!" A loud bang exploded in the dark forest, and Old John, who was following Cook, shook his body, and his head instantly turned into a rotten watermelon, and the burst of brains and blood splattered Cook's back.

"Snipers. Take cover! Cook roared, and hid under a thick birch tree. At this time, the more than ten mercenaries had already been frightened. Lying on the ground, he shot indiscriminately around the dark surroundings.

At this time, Mo Feng was half-squatting under a thick birch tree about fifty meters away from Cook and the others, Mo Feng's left arm was clamped by a simple splint and hung on his chest by the bandage around his neck, his body was lying on the ground, the FAMAS in his hand was resting on a dead tree that had fallen to the ground, holding the trigger with one hand, and his right eye was on the scope to look at the position of Cook and the others.

In the telescopic field of view on an automatic rifle. There are a few extremely faint yellowish-green spots in a patch of gray that slowly wriggles.

After killing Froude just now, Mo Feng woke up after about twenty minutes of coma.

After waking up, Mo Feng endured the soreness and powerlessness all over his body and reluctantly sat up, and found that the two blood holes in his shoulders that had been injured by sharp arrows had been closed under the repair of Mu Ling's power, and the injuries on his left arm were more serious. Although the broken bones have automatically retracted into the flesh, the slightest movement will cause a heart-wrenching pain.

Since his true qi was exhausted, Mo Feng had no way to enter the space ring at all, so Mo Feng had to take out the first-aid items from his backpack, pick up a few dead branches and make a simple splint to bandage his left arm with broken bones.

What Mo Feng didn't notice was that the bones in his body were slightly different from before, and countless inconspicuous silver-white dots of light were attached to them, flickering and dimming.

After doing all this, Mo Feng planned to let go of his divine thoughts to check the surrounding situation, but found that when his divine thoughts were placed five meters around, they could no longer spread a bit.

Mo Feng's heart tightened, his mind sank into his body, and sure enough, the meridians were empty, and the only remaining bit of wood spiritual power was piled up in several wounds, still repairing those broken bones, nerves, and ligaments.

"Damn, it's a big loss this time." I finally saved up these true qi, but I didn't expect that it would be almost exhausted in just over an hour.

Picking up the gun that had fallen to the side, he stood up with difficulty, glanced at Floss, who had been dead for a long time, identified the location of the gunshot, took a deep breath, and staggered towards the northwest side of the woods.

For Smith's sake, Cook must leave his life here today.

At this time, if you want to wade through this more than 100-meter forest full of vines, it is tantamount to a long march for Mo Feng, who has empty true qi in his body and scars on his body.

Fortunately, Mo Feng's vision was not affected, and even so, he tripped over the barbed wire-like vines several times. As a result of the collision during the fall, the injured left arm began to ooze blood again.

Just when Mo Feng, who had fallen again, was still sixty or seventy meters away from the edge of the woods, violent explosions and gunshots suddenly sounded outside the forest.

After the exhausted Mo Feng heard the gunshots and explosions, he didn't know where the strength came from, he sat up from the ground as soon as he turned over, and then leaned over and half-squatted next to a dead tree lying on the ground.

Originally, Mo Feng wanted to use his M110 sniper rifle, but when he thought of the recoil of the M110, Mo Feng dispelled this idea at that time, when the energy in his body was almost hollowed out, and his left hand and shoulders could not be used, the only role of the sniper rifle was to help Cook guide his position.

David is a talent! When the figures of Cook's group of more than ten people appeared in the millimeter-wave thermal imaging scope above FAMAS from a distance of fifty meters and through a few big trees, Mo Feng couldn't stop sighing. (To be continued.) )