Wan Lin and Xiaohua are like ghosts in the dark night, running quickly on the undulating hillside towards the rows of wooden houses in the middle of the canyon. After a short time, two figures, one large and one small, suddenly came out from the top row of wooden houses.

At this time, Wan Lin had already thrown off the skis under his feet, leaned his body against the wall next to the wooden house, raised his whole body to quietly probe the surrounding movements, and then slowly poked out half of his head and looked at the aisle between the two rows of wooden houses in front.

The dark hallways were empty, pale red firelight was peeking through the cracks in the doors of the houses, and a few muffled snoring sounds rang out from time to time in the silent darkness. Wan Lin bent down and patted the little flower at his feet gently, and immediately drilled into the dark aisle, Wan Lin observed for a while, then put the sniper rifle in his hand behind his back, raised his hand and pulled out his saber, and his body shook into the side aisle.

He held his breath and looked carefully through the narrow cracks in the doors in front of the houses, and when the gaps were too narrow to see the interior, he carefully widened the gaps with his sharp saber.

From the rooms he had observed, the wooden houses were almost identical, with a row of wooden beds on which lay seven or eight sleeping figures, each covered with a thick quilt and animal skins.

In the open space in front of the bed, several rocks formed a circle, and a flickering fire was burning inside, and assault rifles were randomly placed on a wooden frame in the corner of the room, and snoring sounded from the wide bed.

Wan Lin quickly scouted the rows of wooden houses he was in, but he didn't find the room where the target was being held, he shook his head and lowered his body in disappointment and flashed to the side. At this moment, at a wooden house at the end of the row house where he was, there was a sudden "squeak" sound of the door opening.

Wan Lin was taken aback, his feet strained, he jumped up suddenly, and landed on the roof like a fallen leaf, and then lay on the roof motionless.

With the sound of the door opening, a red light flashed suddenly from the aisle, followed by the sound of the door closing, and then there was a "squeak" sound of feet stepping on the snow. Wan Lin lay on the roof, slowly looked down from the eaves, and saw that Xiaohua had already jumped onto the side of the roof like a projectile, and was also turning his head to look down.

Under the eaves, a dark figure was turning around and hurriedly closing the door, then holding his stomach in one hand and lighting a flashlight in the other, bent down and trotted towards a small wooden house on the side of the row house.

Wan Lin frowned and looked at the other party's back, and said secretly in his heart: This kid doesn't know what good things he ate at night? Why did I get sick in the middle of the night?

His eyes quickly looked around, just in time to see Xiaohua looking at him from the roof not far away, and a flash of blue suddenly flashed in his eyes. He knew that Xiaohua was asking for his opinion, and asked if he had dealt with this sudden target in the past.

Wan Lin's mind was spinning rapidly, and at this time he had already circled around the many rooms, but he had not found the room where the mercenaries were being held. It is estimated that the place of detention was in the rows of houses on the opposite hillside.

He turned his head anxiously to look at the latrine on the hillside, where a beam of flashlight had lit up, but after waiting for a while, the kid still didn't come out. He scolded anxiously in his heart: "Bastard, what good things to eat at night, and I haven't come out for half a day, I really want to die!" ”

He really looked forward to this thing coming out and returning to the room soon, otherwise, if he happened to come out when he was moving, he wouldn't have discovered it all at once.

Wan Lin waited anxiously for a while, but there was no sound in the smelly latrine. He anxiously moved from the roof, looked up into the latrine that opened the door, and found that the boy was actually squatting on two logs, holding up a flashlight to read a broken magazine, and had no intention of coming out.

Wan Lin's face became nervous for a moment, now every second counts, once those terrorists who went out to reinforce come back, they will immediately find that there is no one on the guard post on the side of the mountainside, then they will be unable to escape in this closed canyon!

At this time, a blue light had already appeared in Xiaohua's eyes, and she was staring at the toilet viciously from the side, looking like she was about to pounce out at any time. Wan Lin touched his waist with his right hand, and scolded in his heart: "Bastard, since you don't want to come out, don't come out of it forever!" ”

He jerked his upper body from the ridge of the house, and was just about to shake out the steel needle in his hand, when he suddenly saw Xiaohua's eyes flash, and the blue light in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

Wan Lin hurriedly lay on the ridge again, and with the "squeak" of the wooden door below, a black shadow flashed out from under the ridge again, and a dim flashlight pillar lit up immediately, and another person ran to the toilet on the hillside with his stomach covered.

As the man ran, the flashlight in his hand swayed back and forth on the dark hillside, and just as he was hurrying towards the hillside, suddenly there was a "bang" under his feet, and then he heard the sound of stones rolling down the hillside.

The sound is not loud, but it can be extremely abrupt in the silence of the dark night. With the sound of falling stones, a yellow fire suddenly flashed from the dark wooden house on the opposite hillside, and then a black shadow emerged from a room in the last row of the hillside, and a bright flashlight shot towards this hillside.

Wan Lin was shocked, he didn't expect that a person would suddenly emerge from the pitch-black hillside opposite at this time. He hurriedly lay down in the thick snow on the roof, his eyes fixed on the dark shadow opposite. At the same time, a bright flashlight also lit up on the guard post halfway up the mountainside of Taniguchi, shining towards Wanlin.

Two pillars of bright light swept over Wan Lin's hidden roof like searchlights, and then shone near the latrine on the hillside, focusing the black shadow that was running towards the latrine with his stomach in his arms in the center of the two bright pillars of light.

The pillar of strong light from the outpost on the mountainside of Taniguchi happened to shoot from the roof where Wan Lin was, and he lay on the low-lying part of the roof and did not dare to move.

Fortunately, the rows of logs and rocks were not standardized, and the roofs were like layers of broken waves, and they were covered with thick snow. Wan Lin was lying in a low-lying place in a white combat uniform, his body had melted into the surrounding snow, and it was difficult to find him in the middle of the night when his vision was poor.

At this time, the black shadow that was rushing to the toilet with his stomach covered was shrouded in a bright pillar of light that suddenly appeared, and he was obviously taken aback. He stood up with his hands on his stomach and turned around, shouted a curse at the light on the opposite hillside, and then shook his flashlight and ran towards the latrine on the slope.