Chapter 1623: A Living Tongue

When Kiyono said this, his eyes suddenly became calm, staring at the battery and then said: "If there is no such rare and mysterious thing in it, when they are sure that the battery has been taken away by us, they should remotely detonate it, not only can destroy this small battery lightly, but also can extinguish us together!" There's no need to track it down."

Kiyono's mind suddenly regained his composure, and he not only analyzed the protective structure of the battery, but also thoroughly analyzed the psychological state of the opponent.

Ishihara and the others listened to Kiyono's analysis, and they both nodded their heads in admiration. They knew that it was okay for the two of them to fight and kill, but in terms of skills and brains, they were indeed not as good as this squad leader.

After Kiyono finished speaking, he raised his hand to stuff the battery in his hand into his arms, but as soon as he sent it to the neckline, he suddenly saw a strange look in the eyes of Ishihara and the others.

Kiyono's hand holding the battery trembled violently, and he suddenly realized: Damn, this is a time bomb that could be detonated by the opponent's remote control at any time! Once the opponent detonates, he is absolutely left with no bones. What is hidden inside the battery must be a powerful high-explosive charge!

His eyes were suddenly full of fear, but the root of his teeth bit hard, and scolded in a low voice from between his teeth: "Damn, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger." For the rest of our brothers' lives, Lao Tzu is out of the way! As he spoke, he quickly stuffed the small battery into his arms.

The noisy mountain area in front of me gradually calmed down, and the mountain, which was originally crowded with people and a group of dogs fleeing, suddenly quieted down, and there was no longer a single figure in the mountain. The armed men, who had planned to conduct a dragnet search of the mountainous area, had already chased the panicked sled dogs far away from the mountainous area.

Wan Lin and Feng Dao hid among the rocks on the top of the mountain, quietly observing what had just happened. They may not have realized that Xiaohua's power just now not only allowed the two of them to avoid the danger of being exposed, but also allowed several targets they tracked to escape the search of the troops under the mountain.

At this time, the sun with a hint of warmth had risen above their heads, and the white snow all over the mountains reflected the dazzling snow light in the blazing sunlight.

Wan Lin turned his head and waved his hand at the wind knife not far away, raised his hand to take off the tactical backpack behind him and put it under the rock, followed by a butt to sit on it, and leaned comfortably on the rock beside him.

Now that the enemy in Soushan is gone, the two of them and the outlaw mercenaries can only wait until night falls to take action, and now is the right time to take advantage of this rare calm to take a good rest.

Seeing the movement of the leopard's head, the wind knife also bent over to Wan Lin's side with an assault rifle. He twisted his head to look around, and asked in a low voice, "It's been so long, why hasn't Xiaohua come back?" ”

Wan Lin smiled and replied, "It's okay, no one in the mountains can hurt it yet!" He turned his head to look around, and continued, "I should be back soon." However, it's a little strange, why did these local armed forces suddenly send so many ground troops to search the mountains? It stands to reason that for the sake of a few opponents, there is no need for them to be so aggressive. Judging from what happened just now, at least hundreds of people have gathered in this mountainous area."

He whispered, his eyes looking in the direction of Xiao Ya's movements, with a puzzled look on his face. Feng Dao also shook his head slightly, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, how could you suddenly send so many troops?" ”

Just when the two of them were puzzled, they suddenly heard a low roar of "hehehe" in their ears, Wan Lin turned over and raised his sniper rifle to the side hillside, and the wind knife quickly squatted down and raised the muzzle of the gun when he saw this.

The two of them stared at the place where the sound came from. There was not a single moving figure in the distant mountains, and they both grinned as they lowered their guns and looked down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountainside on his side, a dark figure was holding his arms and staggering towards the mountain. Behind him was a small thing with a blue glow in his eyes, and a majestic roar was coming out of his mouth.

Wan Lin and the others were overjoyed, no one expected that Xiaohua would secretly catch a fresh tongue for herself! At this time, the two of them were having some doubts in their hearts, and the tongue that Xiaohua grabbed was just to answer their questions.

The two of them hid behind the rocks, quietly raising their guns to the surrounding mountains, and no one dared to show their heads, lest they would find themselves by the armed forces in those places at this time.

At this time, Xiaohua escorted her frightened tongue to climb up the mountain, it didn't matter if there was an enemy at the bottom of the mountain, it was just the action of a magical animal. And once the two of them are discovered, they will immediately attract a large number of enemies.

It didn't take long for someone who was coerced up by Xiaohua to suddenly appear on the side of the mountain. Wind Knife put down the assault rifle in his hand, kicked the rock under his feet, pounced in front of the opponent with one side, covered the opponent's mouth with the other, and then pressed the opponent under him.

The wind knife restrained his opponent, turned his head to look down the mountain, then covered his opponent's mouth with his left hand, and quickly touched him with his right hand, then pulled out a pistol and dagger from him and threw them aside, dragging him behind the rock. Xiaohua ran to Wan Lin alive, shaking her head and looking up at Wan Lin's eyes, looking proudly offering treasures.

Wan Lin smiled and patted Xiaohua's head, gave a thumbs up and shook it in front of its eyes, then raised his head and waved his hand at the wind knife. The wind knife let go of the captive's mouth, and with a wrong finger, a flying knife with a cold light suddenly appeared between the two fingers, followed by a flick in front of the opponent's eyes, and then pressed against the major artery on the side of the opponent's neck.

At this time, the captive lay among the stones, "snorting, snorting" and panting violently, his face as white as a blank piece of paper, his high nose twitching violently, and his face was covered with beads of sweat like soybeans. His "snort, snort" gasp was like a broken bellows, and he couldn't scream even if he wanted to.

Just now, he was forced by the fierce little animal behind him, and ran from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain three or four hundred meters in one breath, and now he was as tired as a puddle of mud, lying limply on the cold stones and unable to move, only to breathe violently.

Wan Lin looked coldly at the captive in front of him, and saw that there were several bright red claw marks on his neck, and the forearm of his right hand was blood-red, and a stream of red blood was emerging from the thick leather coat on his forearm.

Apparently, the man was left behind while chasing the dogs, and was met head-on by Xiaohua, who returned from the top of the hill on the side, and immediately attacked him. But Xiaohua was attacking, and I don't know which tendon suddenly moved? Instead of cleaning up this enemy at once, he forced him to come to his side.

Wan Lin stared coldly into the other party's eyes, waiting for the other party to breathe steadily. The other party gasped violently, his blue eyes rolling and a look of horror.