"Shut up, you're still not an elite warrior of the sword?"

Lin Song's eyes narrowed, although he had found the perfect solution at this time, there was a vague sense of foreboding lingering in the depths of his thoughts, it was better not to end like this.

Lin Song hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say what he was worried about, because even if he did, it would only increase the psychological burden of the soldiers out of thin air.

was counted down by the captain, and everyone immediately shut up and stopped talking, they also knew that the horizontal and vertical were all dead, and it was useless to shout or not.

"I said brothers, have you all forgotten that our captain is invincible?"

Qian Donglu is the second person after Lin Song in the sword team, and he has the reputation of Xiao Zhuge , and what he says can always convince everyone.

"That's right, the captain has a body that is different from ordinary people, how can we forget."

"With the serum provided by the captain, we can get through this difficult time."

After being reminded by Qian Donglu, everyone finally put their hanging hearts into their stomachs.

Lin Song gently stroked the snow wolf's supple hair, if it weren't for him and the snow wolf getting along day and night, I'm afraid there wouldn't be that kind of factor that could fight the weird virus.

Qian Donglu used his own high-tech materials to analyze the blood collected from Lin Song's body, obtained the required serum, and injected it into the soldiers separately.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but when Lin Song's serum flowed into everyone's blood vessels, that strange feeling disappeared out of thin air.

The mutation has been completely suppressed, and it seems that this is a special antiviral drug.

"Captain, let's go to the enemy's base now."

Zhao Hu, who felt much better, seemed a little excited, shouting that he wanted to enter the enemy's base and completely destroy the harmful place.

"Then you lead the way."

Lin Song sneered and said, not to mention Zhao Hu, even if Huaguo mobilized the entire intelligence agency, there was no relevant base information investigated, let alone Zhao Hu, who was just a martial artist.

"Uh, I don't know."

Zhao Hu said embarrassedly.

"Someone will take us there."

Lin Song replied indifferently.

His answer made everyone fall into a kind of contemplation, in fact, when Lin Song said this, everyone thought of this question.

When he first entered the desert, Smith had the opportunity to poison the entire team to death, but he didn't do it, just tentatively sabotaged to see how effective the sword team was.

Then it is to use **** to continue to test the sword squad's ability to resist attacks, and the purpose of these small actions is nothing more than to find out that the physical strength of the fighters of the sword squad belongs to that order of magnitude.

To put it bluntly, those laboratory mice, especially those in special experiments, are absolutely tough guys selected from thousands of miles.

"Fuck, these bastards, we sword squad are guinea pigs."

Zhao Hu's temper was the first to be unbearable, although he was hot, he was known as Zhao Huohuo, but his brain was not stupid, but he was very smart, he belonged to a smart person who could understand it at a point, and he could naturally understand that they were calculated.

"Yes, I, Lin Song, am the person they want the most now, so it is very likely that your lives will be threatened in the future, because they only need me."

Lin Song gritted his teeth, hating to bite these guys to death.

"Captain, comrades, if I'm not mistaken, there must be a traitor in our ranks."

Qian Donglu said his analysis and felt much more comfortable.

From the very beginning, the Sword Squad was led by the nose, first lured by the living dead to the hotel where the International Health Organization was staying, and then encountered a series of coincidental events.

Qin Xue's life and death are still uncertain, whether Qin Xue is hinting to the sword team to provide the enemy's base is not clear, but one thing is clear, that is, the enemy's understanding of the sword team is almost outrageous.

That wolf totem is enough to illustrate the problem, if there is no insider involvement, how would a foreign organization that has nothing to do with the Sword Squad know that the captain of the Sword Squad has a snow wolf.

It would be reasonable to say that the Sword Squad is a well-known special forces in China, but now, the Sword Squad is just a third-rate existence.

The direct leaders are only commanders at the division and regimental level, and they are not qualified to be taken care of by foreign countries.

"So, we're being calculated by our own people?"

Zhang Feiyu poked the dagger in his hand into the sand, this kind of feeling of being led by the nose was simply a great shame for the soldiers of the sword squad, and it was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

"Here they are."

Lin Song looked at the desert in the distance and saw the rising yellow sand, and knew that the enemy was coming.

"Prepare for battle."

Everyone in the sword squad was holding back the fire in their stomachs, and they couldn't beat the enemy to pieces, they didn't need to mobilize, they had their own combat attributes, and they immediately entered a state of imminent battle.

Just when the sword team was focusing on the incoming enemy head-on, they didn't expect that the first wave of enemy attacks were ushered in behind them.

'Tutu Tutu'

A shuttle of bullets hit the soldiers of the sword squad, and at that time, everyone did not expect that the enemy was so cunning that he would come to attack this hand, so they were not prepared, and Zhang Feiyu's arm was hung at that time.

A bullet pierced his left upper arm, the kid rolled his eyes, and the blood was stimulated, splattering on Lin Song's face on the side, making Lin Song a little stunned.

"Brother, you're wounded."

Lin Song saw Zhang Feiyu who was clenching his teeth, and tears of pain came out, but he was stunned and didn't shout.

This is the essence of the sword squad, what about difficulties, never accept defeat in the face of difficulties, and never bow to fate.

"Captain, they have a feint attack in front, and the real attack in the back."

Zhang Feiyu insisted on being lightly injured and continued to fight.

This time Lin Song saw clearly, the enemy showed his true face, they were like ****, wearing black hoods, only showing two eyes to observe the field of vision, armed to the teeth, all of them were all special operations equipment of the United States.

Judging from their shooting accuracy, they are absolutely the elite of the elite, everyone is a sharpshooter, and two people can suppress a heavy machine gun fire point by shooting each other, which shows that the progress is high, and they are by no means ordinary mercenaries.

"Fuck, these guys are so accurate that I can't even lift my head."

Zhao Hu's steel helmet was chiseled away by a steel core bullet, and he was so angry that he screamed.