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Ghost Eye was also carefully searching for his traces at this time, and the eyes of this sniper were not comparable to ordinary people.

Ghosteye moved the telescope back to the spot where the arrow flew out, and saw a hooded guy next to a large tree, holding a compound bow and preparing to fire a second bow and arrow.

Immediately woke up, this guy was playing the same routine as his side, he must be casting some kind of poisonous gas, and quickly reported the situation to the captain.

"Don't worry! He's 370 meters away from me, and within my range, I'll give him a taste of stink bombs right now. Ghosteye smiled and pointed the scope at Master Wood, who was hiding by the tree, and pulled the trigger.

This wood master is also a master of kung fu, and his ear and eye sensitivity is naturally different from ordinary people, and as soon as the grenade is fired, he has a sense in his heart.

As soon as the thought fell, the object had already hit the tree where he was hiding, and let out a "bang...... Dang Chang" made a series of sounds, and sure enough, there was no explosion.

There was a sound of "snorting ......" leaking air in his ears, and the cone-shaped grenade had bounced open the shell, emitting dense yellow smoke from it, which quickly dispersed like the wind.

Before the smoke could reach the body, an unbearable stench hit. Master Mu smelled this smell and knew that the other party had used a stink bomb, and at this time, there was yellow smoke in front and back, so he quickly held his breath and ran desperately along the gap between the two clouds of smoke.

Master Mu secretly scolded in his heart: "Damn! What a hundred battle lions, playing tricks are even more shameless than us, this thing gets on the body, it can't wash off the smell for a week, no wonder this gang of shameless people will come to the mountain with gas masks. ”

I just want to rely on my internal strength, hold my breath, and run out of the range of this stink bomb first.

Master Mu was secretly happy when he saw this, and just as he wanted to take a step, there was a sudden stinging pain in his eyes, and tears flowed out inexplicably.

The stink bomb fired by the ghost eye is not a non-lethal weapon used by the peacekeepers to disperse the mob, but a military-grade stink bomb that can make people vomit and diarrhea, which is a little more stinky than the poisonous gas of the skunk, the king of stinky farts in nature.

Master Mu sneezed, involuntarily took a few breaths of air, only to feel a painful smell into his nose, his head suddenly swirled, his throat and eyes responded for a while, and a stream of ** that did not vomit and did not think it was fast rushed out of his stomach, and with a "wow" sound, he began to vomit loudly on the ground.

His brain was groggy, and Venus was stumbling like a headless fly in the yellow smoke.

The ghost fox asked the headset again and again, what happened? But except for hearing the vomiting sound of tearing out the liver and intestines, Master Mu didn't say a word.

The fire qilin hated and scolded: "Damn! I don't know if Master Mu released 'Deadwood San'? None of these treacherous ruffians are good! ”

As soon as this guy's top killer heard this, he immediately showed his housekeeping skills and began to sneak.

The thorn who followed behind also wore a dusty pullover suit, and followed behind like a shadow.

This look frightened him, and he shouted into the headset urgently: "The other party is ready to attack us with guns and grenades, everyone disperse quickly!" ”

These people were not slow to ask questions, and they scattered one by one, hiding behind trees or lying on the ground, hiding their figures.

Hurriedly reported to the captain: "Captain, these guys suddenly stopped advancing, as if they had discovered you. ”

"All the Pain ......" a series of grenades fired with a muffled sound, and six or seven specially made stink bombs flew in the direction of the Hand of Hades.

As soon as his subordinates heard this, they hurriedly put on their night vision devices, and before they launched an offensive, they heard a series of "clanging" sounds, and two grenades emitting yellow smoke fell on the foothills of the three groups of people.

In addition, they all have some unique body refining and qi cultivation techniques, and they can temporarily hold their breathing, so this round of "stink bombs" of iron and blood has not achieved significant results.

Rushing towards the iron-blooded people, the captain saw that the gas bomb did not work, and when he saw the hood and night vision device worn by the other party, he also understood.

led his tiger wolves and rushed face to face. The half-orcs were holding their breath in their hearts, wanting to get back to the last time, rushing to the first, their eyes dripping and rolling in the lenses behind the gas mask, just looking for the "Wood Master" to be ashamed.

Seeing a tall and thin figure in front of him, the orc immediately shook the slinger in his hand and poked it towards the other party's chest.

I couldn't help but let out a "huh", as if I was surprised that this foreign mercenary could also do kung fu. Hurriedly dodged sideways, then raised his hands up, supported the elbows of the half-orc, and followed his strength forward, trying to use the method of borrowing force to bring the opponent over.

Hurriedly bent his elbow and smashed it towards the treacherous front door. Thorn only felt a strong force from his two hands, unable to stop the opponent's strength, and hurriedly leaned back, and a "iron plate bridge" avoided this elbow blow.

The orc twisted his waist and dodged sharply, dodging the blow, and scolded with some resentment: "Fuck! You kid plays yin. ”

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