After another two days of trekking, the group was less than 300 kilometers away from St. Petersburg in northern Russia.

"Sister, after passing through the mountain road ahead, we will reach the territory of St. Petersburg, and it is estimated that we will be able to join the Nighthawk Legion tonight!" A white chick said.

Her role in the Flame Squad is equivalent to the identity of the ghost hand, and she handled the trip through the computer along the way, but the other party's technology is in the eyes of the ghost hand, which is equivalent to a child's house, but this great god is too lazy to instruct.

"Okay, I'll contact the explorer immediately and let him show us the way!"

Good Luck pulled out his satellite phone and quickly sent a location and information to a contact.

The explorer she refers to is the captain of a hunter team in Europe, and it is he who tells Good Luck the news that the Sea Eagle has formed a legion in Russia, and contacts the other party to successfully find the Nighthawk Legion.

"Great, I'm finally about to reach my destination, I really want to see the legendary Five Soldier Kings of the Night Squad!"

One member said excitedly, and the other Nizi nodded expectantly.

The word dark night is a generation of legends in the underground mercenary world, and they have only heard legends of the five great gods who have not seen the end of this dragon, but they have never seen it.

The night must be more brave and handsome than the legend, right?

Hearing this, Brother Feng and the five of them glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but hang a chuckle, and they stroked their hair without a trace, pretending to be handsome.

The farthest distance in this world is not the separation of the ends of the world, I am right in front of you, but you don't know that my brother is the male god you want to see the most.

How distressing life is, only sighing for creation and making people.

The car is speeding through the sparsely populated suburban mountains, the roads are covered with snow on both sides, and this is the cold and wet zone near northern Siberia, which is already cold this season.

Russia is vast and sparsely populated, and it is rare to see a single figure when driving dozens of kilometers, which is very different from the crowded and lively scene of China.

After driving another 100 kilometers, a roadblock suddenly appeared in front of me, and several people in Russian police uniforms waved from afar and signaled the car to stop.

"Linda, you go and solve the trouble!" Good luck.

The girl named Linda nodded respectfully, pulled her long flowing hair and got out of the car, took out her forged documents and chatted with a few policemen, and did not forget to throw away her charged winks in the process.

Several policemen were stimulated by the electric current, and their originally mighty and unyielding attitude immediately softened, and they quickly opened the barricades and let them go.

"Sister, it's easy!" Linda walked to the car and said confidently.

"Men are all equally cheap!" Good luck dismisses it, and the car starts again, heading for its destination.

It's just that not long after driving out, Brother Feng and the others turned their heads seemingly inadvertently, and saw one of the policemen take out their mobile phones, and they didn't know who to call.

The five brothers frowned at the same time, and it was not difficult to see from their experience that the trouble had not been solved, but had just begun.

The car drove out for a kilometer, and with a bang, one of the tires suddenly exploded.

"There are nails on the road, damn it!"

Nizi, who was driving, looked at it and saw that there was a row of iron nails on the road, as if it had been deliberately disguised, and it was difficult to find it if you didn't look closely.

"Looks like we're going to be in trouble!"

Brother Feng shrugged helplessly, his eyes looked at the snowy fields in the distance, and he was secretly murderous.

"It's less than 100 kilometers from the destination, and we walked there!"

Sister Good Luck made a quick decision, each picked up her weapon, and was about to get out of the car when she opened the door.

As soon as the car door opened, there was a fierce sound of machine gun.

Good luck frowned coldly, rolled on the spot, and was very agile, but the skin of his thighs was still poked by two bullets, and the skin and flesh were scratched.

"There is an ambush, go all out!"

Good luck shouted, pulled out two grenades from her waist, and threw them in the direction of 3 o'clock with experience.

The grenade was still flying in the air, and a gunman lying on the ground a hundred meters away immediately revealed his position and fled quickly.

"It's just a bunch of rookies, maybe tomahawk lackeys, it's not enough to kill them!"

Good luck reminded, and the two guns on his legs were immediately pulled out, and two shots were swished, accurately hitting the fleeing gunman, and the marksmanship was accurate.

"With this kind of strength, he dares to challenge our flames, and he is not afraid to laugh off his big teeth."

Linda sneered, and the sisters were not slow, each took out their weapons, and ran in the direction of the field.

However, they rejoiced too soon.

It was a premeditated ambush, and the rumors in St. Petersburg were already raging, and Tomahawks sent a large number of elite men and horses to block all routes to St. Petersburg, in order to strike at the stragglers who had gone to join the Nighthawks.

This is only one of the ambush points, but it is also heavily defended.

"They are the Flame Squad led by the Bounty Goddess, brothers, capture them alive, have fun tonight!"

At six o'clock, there was a sudden sneer.

Hulala, fifteen or sixteen gunmen who were secretly ambushing suddenly got up.

They all wore white curtains, which were an excellent means of concealment in the snow.

Everyone had AKs and some new models of rifles in their hands and shot in the direction where Good Luck was.

The fire was fierce, but it was only a feint.

They felt that it would be a pity to kill this famous stunner, and it would be excellent to catch her alive and taste her taste.

"Surround, surround, strip these women!"

At nine o'clock, another dozen or so ambushed enemies appeared, pistols, slightly charged, quite well prepared.

Woo woo, seven or eight off-road vehicles drove up in the rear, with heavy machine guns on them, and the scene was a lore.

"Boss, there are at least sixty enemies, and there is a chance that those five girls can't bear it, can they make a move?" The corners of Tarzan's thick mouth were raised, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

Don't blow it or black, more than sixty people, it should be enough for the Night Squad to stuff their teeth.

"Shoot now, your identity will be revealed too early!"

Brother Feng's sword eyebrows froze, and he was really a little unhappy in his heart.

It's a matter of time before your identity is revealed, but if the timing is just right, it will bring a fatal blow to the enemy and invisibly strengthen the momentum of the Nighthawk Legion.

At this moment, in Brother Feng's opinion, it is just a drizzle of a group of rabble, and it is purely overkill to kill these little scumbags.

"Pippi Shrimp, are you scared silly? What are you doing in a daze, quickly pick up your arms and fight back! ”

Good luck shouted, scolding in her heart: Why did you bring such a group of crane tails, not only can't help, but also drag yourself back, blame yourself for being too kind to take them in.

Hearing this, Brother Feng and the others each took out their guns and casually counterattacked, retreating while fighting.

Their low fighting spirit made Good Luck and the others not see a little hope, but instead cast a sense of crisis on their hearts.

However, no one paid attention to the fact that Brother Feng and the five people did not shoot many bullets, but they could not miss a shot, either killing the opponent's machine gunner or killing the person who tried to throw the grenade, making an invisible contribution.

But the number of enemies is too much, and they can be killed in an instant from a distance of several hundred meters.

A powerful encirclement is formed on the vast snowfield, and there is a great posture to encircle Good Luck and others.

"Sister, the other party's firepower is too fierce, if it goes on like this, we will be finished sooner or later!"

"Damn, if there is a squad with the same strength as us, how can we be so humiliated by this group of rookies, alas, ......"

A few Nizi looked sad, looking at the five Feng brothers who were not far away, and their means were really picky, full of sadness.

There is no way to be lucky, if they retreat with all their might, they are seventy percent sure that they can break through.

But if you do that, the five stinky men of Pipi Shrimp will be left here.

After all, they are allies, can they be so unrighteous?

"Beauties, our strength is limited, we don't want to hold you back, after we break off, you retreat quickly, see you soon!"

Brother Feng is like a martyr who is not afraid of death, and he said a rather manly word at a critical moment.

Hearing this, the five beauties were stunned at the same time, and finally found a trace of admirable brilliance in the obscene posture of the Pipi Shrimp team, which had no bright spots to speak of.

"Less nonsense, we won't leave our allies to survive alone, fight to the end!"

Good luck drank coldly, incomparably heroic.

Before, she was hesitant to leave the other party, but when she heard this righteous and awe-inspiring generous statement, all unkind thoughts were thrown away.

She is such a female god of war who does her own thing.

"Haha, do you still want to resist? It's better to lay down your weapons and be happy with us, you can be left with a way to live! ”

The enemy's encirclement was reduced by less than three hundred meters, and the obscene tone and outrageous roars came and went.