This eerie feeling made them all wonder if something was wrong with the device.

Still, they chose to see it. Because, people will believe that what they see is true. As everyone knows, what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true.

They cautiously touched the place where the light was blooming, a distance of kilometers, believing that they would soon be there.

They were advancing in the forest, and the three attack assembly points around the entire base, whether it was the valley, the mountain col, or the mountain bag, all turned into a sea of fire the moment the attack came.

Needless to say, the power of the missiles was naturally smashed, the rocks were shattered, the gravel was flying, and the shock waves were rushing back and forth, so that the guys gathered there hid in safe positions one by one, curled up, opened their mouths, and shouted desperately to protect their internal organs.

In the violent shock, one after another machine gun shells poured down like rain.

Although the caliber of the artillery shell is only twenty-five, it seems to be small and pitiful, but the power is not small, this is not for fighting planes, it is necessary to pierce armor and break shells, this is a high-explosive fragmentation anti-personnel shell, which specializes in hitting people.

The shock of the explosion was continuous, and although it was warned, it was impossible to avoid the non-stop explosion and shock.

In the smoke of gunpowder, there were even more dodges that were not very tight, either hit by shrapnel or hit by stones more terrible than shrapnel.

But the screams were not heard at all, and they were all drowned out in waves of explosions.

There are one or two hundred elites in a position, but at this moment, they find that their training, their combat effectiveness, are all zero.

On the battlefield, they are not much stronger than ordinary soldiers, they are also flesh and blood, and there is no level of superiority.

At a position a few kilometers from the peak, a dozen people looked at a firelight that could be seen, stood quietly for a few seconds, and then began to get busy again.

It seems that whether it is a fierce battle or a counterattack, it has nothing to do with them.

The shelling was continuous, and the three positions were already in a sea of fire, there were not many large rocks, and the space was filled with shrapnel rubble that was flying rapidly; Dust, as the shock wave filled the air, obscured the light, making the explosion intuitively lose its vioness.

From a distance, it looks more like the splendor blooming in a fairyland.

The surviving creatures cowered in hidden places one by one, and their bodies were almost buried by the fine gravel and dust that had fallen.

But they didn't dare to move, such a dense explosion, they knew too well, leaving their current position, the result was basically no need to guess, just one, was blown up by a shell that fell at an unknown time.

They didn't know that if they dodged and escaped from the covered area, even if they were lucky enough to jump out, they would be chased by a dense number of shells and blown to pieces.

The base there is no longer at the level they were at that time, and they can be seen.

They were even more appalled at the same time.

They know too well the weapons reserves in the base, it is impossible for tanks to come here, armored vehicles are unrealistic, this is a primeval deep forest, except for helicopters, there are only people on the ground.

Therefore, there is no heavy firepower against the ground in the base, but the shoulder-fired missiles have been improved, which can launch attacks on the ground and against targets that are not metal or radiated. However, it is not possible to achieve such a dense coverage of the attack.

And the other party actually put the machine gun mount on it in just ten days, making up for the defect of density.

This is something they did not expect, after all, missiles are expensive, not to mention, they will not be so intensive.

At the same time, it also shows that the other party is not very far from here, or, he has been prepared, and it is unknown how long he has been laying the groundwork.

It took twenty minutes for the explosion to stop abruptly.

The mountains and forests suddenly fell silent.

Except for the thick smell of gunpowder wafting in the air, silently telling the fierce bombing just now, everything else was unusually quiet.

It's a little weird quiet, it's quiet and there's no sign of life.

In the area ravaged by artillery fire, all the people who are still alive seem to be muddy, and their ears can't hear the sound.

Even if it's not a bombshell, it's close enough, dense enough, and the constant repetition of one voice at a time, and no one can stand it.

The flickering flames and the stumps of the trees emitting green smoke all indicate that there should be no life here.

But at this moment, one by one, like souls, floated in the smoke, and in the flickering firelight, flickering and flickering.

Then, a short muffled scream, and the sound of blades entering the body, the bloody qi quickly spread.

Three bombed scorched earth spots, gunsmoke filled the ground, and killings broke out at the same time.

These people are not weak, not only do they have black ninjas, but those soldiers are also elites, but they lost their ability to resist in the explosion, and even watched the enemy appear, they had already waved their knives, but they couldn't react, they needed to dodge or resist, watching their bodies get farther and farther away from themselves, watching the headless corpses shoot bloody swords, but they didn't realize that their lives had left their bodies.

Killing, purely one-sided, no pressure at all.

In less than two minutes or three minutes from one location, all the surviving lives were breathless, restoring the tranquility of the previous shelling stop, but it was full of blood, like the Asura Hell.

There were three groups of attacks, Xue Lang was a group of nine, the other was Zhang Ming with a group, Shi Tao with a group, the original team members of the first team and the second team, a group of twelve people, in order to launch a counterattack at the same time.

There is no pressure to kill these people, it is a massacre.

At the moment when the massacre was completed, Xue Lang quietly ordered Zhang Ming to eliminate the dozens of people who had been lost, and Shi Tao was responsible for raiding the logistics supply base on the five-kilometer edge.

And they, the figures who went straight in the other direction.

Xue Lang judged that these people were not close to the base, did not participate in the attack, and did not leave, there must be some purpose, he had to go and see.

As for whether the other party still has masters, he thinks that if there is, he will not sit in the final base. In this kind of battle, the master will rush to the front, just like the master who was suspected of being killed before, to lay the foundation for victory, rather than watching the house.

So, the master was either killed in the massacre, or blown up, or only two.

The chances of escaping the bombing are almost nil.

Covering the shelling, it is not tens of meters in diameter, but more than a hundred meters, almost all the machine artillery shells in the base, and nearly half of the missiles are consumed, in order not to let the master escape, if there is one.

No matter how fast they moved, they couldn't run as fast as the locked-on covering shelling.

When Xue Lang and the others touched the dozen or so figures locked on the base, it was Zhang Ming who first engaged the enemy.

Zhang Ming led the team members to run quickly and quietly touched the team that was far away from the explosion location.

That team really got lost and didn't feel it when they walked, but as time went on, they turned their backs to the location of the explosion and got farther and farther away.

And they found that the sight along the way was getting worse and worse, and the fog began to thicken, wondering how there could be fog in the alpine region in the winter, and at the same time, they were completely lost.

Zhang Ming's twelve people were like ghosts, quietly approaching the team carrying boxes one by one, starting from the end of the team, quietly erasing them one by one, so that the marching team did not notice that the number of people was decreasing.

The people behind were falling behind, constantly standing still, but no one noticed, still running to the locked position, sprinting in a daze.

Zhang Ming's speed was as fast as a ghost, flying quickly, controlling all the teams that had already misjudged in their minds in less than twenty seconds, and then slashed all the way, leaving no one alive.

Xue Lang doesn't need a confession, it's also a trouble to keep them, the moment they carry the poison gas, they have no chance of survival, although they die after interrogation.

Before Zhang Ming finished the killing, another team of Shi Tao, that is, hedgehogs, led the team to the final supply base.

There, the positions of the comrades-in-arms were attacked, bombed, they could not help, and they could not leave, because this was the headquarters, the staging point for all supplies.

At the moment when Zhang Ming finished killing, Shi Tao and the others approached the core of the base, a few tents in the woods after erasing more than a dozen secret sentinels.

There were at least three hundred people around, but at this time, they didn't know that they were being targeted by death, and they all held their guns and waited for the order to attack.

Shi Tao roughly observed, and then ordered the attack to begin.

One figure vanished, and in just two breaths, twelve people disappeared outside the tent.

Then, a figure did not move, at a loss, not knowing what was happening, in fear, desperately staring at his eyes, but he couldn't blink his eyelids, turn his eyes, and couldn't warn.

In their fear, they thought that they were controlled by the gods and fixed by the immobilization technique of Chinese legends.

The twelve ghosts, in the pitch-black environment, were not found at all, and even the hundred and ten black ninjas inside were in vain.

The number of people who can still move in the base is rapidly reduced, and before Zhang Ming arrives for reinforcements, everything is already under control.

More than 300 people, who did not fire a single shot, did not know what was happening, and lost their ability to move.

When Zhang Ming arrived, he was filled with endless anger.

In the boxes that those people were carrying, the emblems of those skulls, even if you don't look at the name, you know what it is.

That's why he killed everyone there, carried dozens of boxes, and rushed to support to prevent this thing from being used to cause irreparable harm.

At the moment when he heard that the base was controlled, Zhang Ming hurriedly ordered as he went: "Hedgehog, hold there in place, concentrate the personnel, and the command will start interrogation to see what follow-up means they have." ”

"Yes!"

Shi Tao answered the order and began to get busy, sneaking out of the grass, from behind the trees, and from under the rocks, one by one the controlled guys began to interrogate.

By the time Zhang Ming arrived, the results of the interrogation had already come out.

There is also a back-up ......

Zhang Ming's eyes were blank, and he handed over the task of interrogation to the hedgehog, and he led the team to the earliest headquarters, which was five kilometers away. There, there are still hundreds of people left behind as a force to respond.

At the same time that Zhang Jing was rushing to the last force, Xue Lang and the others also rushed to the vicinity of the target.

Before he got closer, Xue Lang suddenly felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

What's going on?

Xue Lang's eyes were empty, and he made several gestures in a row, and ordered Zuo Boyang to open the ylang-ylang incense spray bottle under his armpit, and then asked Zhang Ming if there was any trouble there.

He wasn't sure where there would be trouble, but he was uneasy, something was going to happen.