"I'll grass your horse."

"Lao Tzu is going to kill him."

It stands to reason that it would take place until Wei Xiang gave the order before he could take action against Ning Gucheng, after all, this was a battlefield, and he needed the commander's orders on the battlefield.

But no one could stand Ning Gucheng's provocation, and no one could stand Ning Gucheng's arrogant face showing off his might there.

Finally, someone couldn't help but erupt.

The first to bear the brunt was Wei Xiang's most advantageous assistant Yu Hualong, holding a Type 95 assault rifle in his hand, he took the lead in rushing towards Ning Gucheng, with someone taking the lead, the rest of the people were naturally not to be outdone, and rushed towards Ning Gucheng in a swarm.

Ning Gucheng stopped singing and dancing.

His gaze was more than twenty or thirty meters away from the fish dragon who rushed to the front, and then in the other party's bloodshot eyes, almost spitting fire, his right hand was raised to his neck, his fist was clenched, and his thumb stretched out on his neck and slowly swiped it.

An absolute standard, and a collection of contempt, arrogance, and arrogance as one of the killing actions.

When they crossed the cordon, representing the official entry into the battlefield, Ning Gucheng casually threw out two high-explosive grenades that had torn off the bracelets.

"There's a grenade, lie down!"

Fish Dragon, who is worthy of being the No. 2 person in the sixth class of junior high school, even when running at high speed, his reaction is extremely fast, and when there is no way to find a solid object as cover in the first place, he directly fell to the ground, and then held his head tightly with both hands to prevent the shrapnel flying everywhere from hitting his head.

Boom!

With the sound of two explosions, thick smoke rose into the sky, and Yuhualong did not rush to stand up, his eyes that were bloodshot with anger shrank into a pin-like shape, and when the smoke cleared, he could finally see clearly the area where Ning Gucheng was originally located......

On top of that big stone, where is the shadow of Ning Gucheng?

The reason why Ning Gucheng threw these two grenades was not to kill many people, but to hinder their pursuit.

Ning Gucheng did it.

After throwing out the grenade, Ning Gucheng turned around and ran towards the woods, and when the fish dragon stood up, Ning Gucheng had already entered the forest.

"Chase!"

Wei Xiang ran over from behind, his gaze also shrunk into a pinhole, like a wild wolf staring at its prey after being hungry for several days, staring at Ning Gucheng, who had run out of sixty or seventy meters and was constantly shuttling in the forest:

"Zhan Long, you take the second squad to the left, the first squad and me to the right, everyone pursues in a three-three battle formation, remember, don't underestimate the enemy."

Even if Wei Xiang's anger level was no weaker than that of the fish dragon, he had already realized that Ning Gucheng's purpose of 'singing and dancing' was to provoke himself, so that he could make mistakes in command, so that the other party could find an opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.

When he saw that Ning Gucheng had already 'wiped out' the third squad led by Gu Yue, Wei Xiang had already put away his contempt, how could a guy who could wipe out a team of fifteen people in just a few minutes not attract his attention?

Therefore, even if Wei Xiang was equally angry, he knew better that he could never make a mistake.

With Wei Xiang's order, a jungle pursuit battle that was absolutely unequal in numbers and seemed absolutely unfair to everyone officially began.

Feeling the sound of bullets whistling in his ears, constantly hitting the big trees next to him, the stones next to him, the dirt on his heels, and even rubbing his body.

In this rain of bullets, there is destined to be only one of the battlefields where one of them can leave alive, Ning Gucheng actually laughed, he laughed crazy, laughed arrogantly, laughed fearlessly.

He suddenly realized that he was so eager to fight?

He suddenly discovered.

The guys who were chasing after were the elite in all the junior classes of the academy, and they were able to play an average of ninety-five rings on the training ground.

Now when it comes to actual combat, their marksmanship is so good, otherwise how could so many bullets come and not a single bullet hits them.

Even if they were now unfolding a three-three combat formation that they had practiced on the training ground hundreds of times and thousands of times, they thought they were invulnerable, but in Ning Gucheng's eyes, it was so full of loopholes.

Ning Gucheng had no doubt that as long as he fought a counter-attack at this time, he would definitely be able to instantly crush at least five or six of their combat teams.

Koning Gucheng didn't fight back, he didn't even turn his head, he kept changing directions and shuttling through the jungle.

If you are lucky enough to be able to see Ning Gucheng at this moment, you will definitely be surprised.

Even though the Type 09 light machine gun he originally used had been abandoned after running out of bullets, he still had at least an MP7 submachine gun, a SU-16 tactical carbine, and a Type 09 pistol, and the bullet bag on his body was full of magazines.

On his back, he was still carrying the broadsword mine weighing several catties that had been used to confuse Gu Yue's team before, but had not been detonated.

The whole body of equipment adds up, to say the least, there are more than ten kilograms.

But even if the weight reaches more than ten kilograms, even if the road is full of potholes and thorns, he still runs as agile as a cheetah.

It only took ten minutes for Ning Gucheng to successfully get rid of the pursuers behind.

He was leaning his back against a large tree.

A bamboo flute that was only a dozen centimeters long was taken out of the system backpack, and the workmanship was not only excellent, but very rough.

The system backpack was only opened for one grid, and the upper limit of the weight of one grid was ten kilograms, which had been opened as early as when Ning Gucheng was in the armed police.

And this bamboo flute was made by Ning Gucheng overnight last night.

As for why Ning Gucheng wasted precious sleep time and used it to make this bamboo flute?

There is a reason, of course.

Last night, Ning Gucheng used the 'Primary Trap' to successfully capture a squirrel as a pet, but after successfully capturing it, he found that he was only able to communicate with it within fifty meters.

If you go beyond fifty meters, you won't feel it.

That's why Ning Guchen thought of making a bamboo flute that can spread sound over long distances, he doesn't expect the sound of the flute to be beautiful, as long as the distance can be far enough.

When the flute of Ning Gucheng sounded, far away in the academy, in the courtyard separated from the abandoned warehouse, there was a pine tree that was at least a few decades old and flourishing in the middle of this courtyard.

The little white squirrel closed its eyes and lay lazily on a branch, but with the sound of the flute, the originally listless little white immediately came to the spirit, it jumped up and stood on the branch, and then 'squeaked' a few strange screams.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight squirrels of different colors and slightly smaller than the small white squirrels sprang out from all sides of the tree.

The king cobra, which was more than five meters long and swallowed a snake letter, was hovering under the tree, looking at the little squirrel on the branch, as if waiting for it to give orders.