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Several Flying Knives were also taking this opportunity to attack the US Special Operations Team, but their chance was only for that moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After all, Info is a specially trained team, and at the cost of paying twelve, they all went into hiding. Through the instrument, although the otaku can find out the location of the other party, but if you want to kill the other party one by one, it is too difficult, perhaps, it is still possible if that person is there.

On the other hand, when Bob discovers that he has a lot of contact with the Special Ops Squad, he knows that something must be going on. Although he didn't know the details of what happened, he could imagine that the special operations team was definitely in trouble. Comparatively speaking, the special operations team is more valuable, even if the losses of these people behind them are greater, so what?

Thinking of this, Bob asked the U.S. troops behind him to suppress the fire of the second group. Although it is impossible to kill the people of the second group, for this reason, the people of the second group do not dare to show their heads, for fear of being attacked by stray bullets. On the one hand, they had to face the special operations team, and on the other hand, they did not dare to show their heads to attack, and for a while, the two groups of people fell into a dilemma.

At this time, the voice of a cobra came from the ears of the second group: "Take the antidote on your body first." ”

Hearing the cobra's words, everyone immediately understood that the cobra wanted to carry out a poisonous attack. The flying knives were right next to Long Zaitian, and each of the two groups carried an antidote specially prepared for poison by cobras. While stuffing the antidote into his mouth, the flying knife stuffed another antidote into Long Zaitian's mouth. Long Zaitian knew that the flying knife would definitely not harm himself at this time, and he also took one just now, obviously, this was going to carry out some kind of attack, so Long Zaitian did not resist at all, and swallowed the antidote.

When the sound of everyone having taken the antidote came over the radio, the cobra suddenly tore a string with force, and then he raised his hand to shoot a bottle hanging from a tree.

Suddenly the sound of gunshots was heard, and the members of the special operations team hid and fired towards the place where the gunshots came from, and no one cared about the broken bottles on the trees.

After firing that shot, the cobra quickly dodged away. He's not, and if he's hiding there, he'll be shot into a sieve. As it turned out, he was right. At this time, the place where the cobra was lying on its stomach had been dented by various bullets.

The cobra, who had already come to the side, looked at the liquid dripping down from the broken bottle, and couldn't help but show a cruel coldness in his eyes. The liquid dispersed into a mist in mid-air, filling the air. The Special Operations Team, which was searching for members of the second group, suddenly felt a little unwell after taking a few breaths, and then someone was crooked and foaming at the mouth. Apparently, he was poisoned.

If it was just one person, some people might think that he was bitten by some poison. However, there were people like this one after another, and no matter how stupid the team was, they knew that they were poisoned. Immediately, those people hurriedly held their breath, tore off a piece of cloth from their bodies, sprinkled some water on it, covered their mouths and noses, and then looked sharply to find the place where the two groups were.

The members of the team did not expect that they and the others failed in the sneak attack first, and then they were attacked by the poisonous mist, and they did not hurt the other party, but half of their own people were killed and injured. If we do this for a few more rounds, I'm afraid there will be no need for this team to exist.

The hard training on weekdays, all kinds of advanced equipment, and now it is indeed such a miserable situation, which makes it difficult for the captain of the special operations team to accept. With a sharp look in his eyes, his order was coldly conveyed: "Immediately suppress the enemy's firepower!" "At this time, when I don't know what other means of attack the second group has, perhaps, fire suppression is a very good method.

Sure enough, the number of people in the second group was more than three times larger, and the scene of nearly thirty submachine guns firing together was extremely spectacular. Even in the recesses, some bullets hit the members of the second group through the soil. Even though they all have body armor on their bodies, they don't have that good protection on their arms and legs. Therefore, no matter how well everyone hid, several people were still injured, except for Feng Min'er, Flying Knife and Long Zaitian, who were not hit, several other people were also shot. In particular, the sea was originally shot in the body, and this time, he was shot twice in the leg, which can be said to have temporarily lost his mobility.

Faced with the crisis in front of them, the faces of the two groups of people became ugly. In the current situation, let's fight hard, it's obvious that we can't fight each other. However, if you want to escape, you can't escape. What's more, there are now three more wounded than before, and it will be even more difficult to evacuate. No matter how you look at it, the people in the second group seem to have fallen into a dead place.

Looking at the approaching US troops, the faces of the two groups showed a hint of determination. Since you can't escape, let's fight to the death. Only standing to die, not kneeling to live! At this time, Feng Min'er looked at Long Zaitian with some guilt: "Long, Uncle Long, can I call you Uncle Long?" After receiving Long Zaitian's affirmative answer, she continued: "I'm very sorry, if I had escaped with you before, I'm afraid, you wouldn't have ......."

Without waiting for Feng Min'er to finish speaking, Long Zaitian waved his hand a little weakly: "Don't talk about this, if it weren't for me, a bad old man, you would be fine." I've lived so long, and I've lived enough. Being able to come out and get some fresh air before you die is worth it. By the way, give me a gun. Even if I die, I won't go back! ”

Feng Min'er knew that Long Zaitian said that if he didn't go back, he would not be arrested back to that base, imagining that Long Zaitian had disappeared for so long, I was afraid that he had suffered a lot in that base. Knowing the firmness of the dragon in the sky, Feng Min'er didn't say anything, just silently handed over a pistol. After Long Zaitian took the gun, he suddenly laughed: "Child, do you like my son?" ”

"Huh?" Hearing this question suddenly, Feng Min'er didn't know how to answer for a while. However, when she saw the overlapping smiles of Long Zaitian and Long Xingyun, she nodded ghostly: "Hmm." ”

"Do you regret it?" Long Zaitian was not the slightest surprised by Feng Min'er's answer, and just continued to ask.

"No regrets!" Feng Min'er shook her head heavily, "I like him, although it may not be fruitful, but I will definitely not regret it." It's just that he may never be seen again. Perhaps, he'll remember me as a silly girl......"

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