Seeing the posture of the leopard's head, the wind knife next to him immediately understood that he had sensed that there was still an enemy at the foot of the mountain in front of him, and he slapped his hands on his waist like lightning, and several flying knives were immediately held in his hands, and his body rushed forward from the side like flying.

At the moment when the wind knife pounced, two figures wielding snow poles suddenly drilled out at the foot of the mountain in front of them, and the eyes of the wind knife that had just been pounced flashed, and the right hand was just about to be raised, "poof", "poof", two faint gunshots had sounded from behind the wind knife.

With the sound, the two figures who had just rushed out of the foot of the mountain shook violently, and two red blood mist suddenly rose from their heads, and their upper bodies fell weakly to the side and back, but the whole body was under the inertia of rushing forward, and the front and back of the feet still slid forward four or five meters, and then they "poofed" and fell on their backs on the thick snow.

At the same time as the two were shot, an exclamation was heard from the side of the mountain, and then the sound of the bolt was pulled.

At this time, the tip of the wind knife quickly hit the thick snow, and it had rushed to the foot of the mountain in front like a gale. With the exclamation from the side of the mountain, he kicked the snow under his feet, jumped up, and rushed forward with the thick snow on the ground, and the three throwing knives in his right hand flew to the side of the foot of the mountain like lightning.

Wan Lin fired two shots in succession, and then jumped over like a fly, and when he was also approaching the foot of the mountain, a fish jumped over the side of the wind knife, and the cold muzzle of the sniper rifle was already aimed at the side of the foot of the mountain in the air.

A figure at the foot of the mountain on the side was falling backwards, with two round eyes showing a look of horror, looking up at the air, an assault rifle in his hand had been raised high, and three black holes were inlaid in the shape of a thick leather coat on his chest, and red blood was slowly flowing out of the hole.

Wan Lin landed sideways on the snow, half of his body had sunk into the thick snow, and his two arms, which were exposed outside the snow, were holding a sniper rifle and coldly facing the mountains in front of him. The body of the wind knife was also stuck in the thick snow, and he was in the same posture as Wan Lin, with the muzzle of the black hole hole of the assault rifle in his hand facing forward.

The two of them lay quietly in the thick snow, the muzzles of their guns swept around quickly, and their eyes flashed with a gleam.

Quietly in the mountains, the sun reflected a strong snow light on the thick snow, so that Wan Lin and Fengdao, who were wearing goggles on their faces, still had a dazzling feeling.

The muzzles of the two quickly swept across the mountain, and Wan Lin immediately stood up, his mouth suddenly simulated the voice of Xiaohua, let out a short roar, and then coldly ordered: "Bury it on the spot!" ”

He then turned around and ran behind him, carrying his sniper rifle behind him as he ran, and then pulled out his sapper shovel, came to the corpses of several enemies, and quickly dug several snow pits beside them.

He then put the sapper shovel aside, turned around and pulled out the throwing knife of the wind knife from several enemy corpses, raised his foot and kicked the corpses into the pit, and then buried the snow on the side into the pit again, and then bent down to bury the surrounding blood under the snow.

After he finished disposing of the corpses, he turned around and saw that the wind knife had finished disposing of the three corpses in front of him, and he was walking towards him quickly with his feet raised. At this time, the figure of Xiaohua suddenly appeared on the side hillside, and rushed towards Wanlin like a smoke.

Wan Lin beckoned to Xiao Hua with a smile on his face. Xiaohua jumped in front of Wan Lin in a puff of smoke, then circled around the place where the body was buried, then raised her head to look at Wan Lin, grinned and shook her big tail a few times. From the smell, it already knew that Wan Lin and the others had cleaned up the few people just now.

The wind knife walked quickly in front of Wan Lin, and wiped the blood stains of the flying knife in his hand with the handful of snow he was holding.

He came to Wan Lin's side, stretched out his hand to take the other flying knives handed over by Wan Lin, bent down and rubbed a few times in the thick snow, and then inserted them into his waist, some wooden faces showed a smile, turned his head and said to Wan Lin: "It's okay, I'm still afraid that you will bury a few of my treasures."

Wan Lin raised his gun and looked around, and replied with a smile: "How can you, your brother's baby, how can you bury it with these dirty things!" As he spoke, he put down his gun and said, "Let's go, get back our skis, and go to the mountains in front of us to have a look."

The two of them stepped on the thick snow, walked to the rock where they had just been hidden, retrieved their skis and poles, stepped on the snowboards, and swung their poles to the foot of the rocky mountains in front of them.

The two came to the bottom of the mountain in front, Wan Lin looked up at the surroundings, and then pointed to a mountain top of four or five hundred meters in front of him and said: "Old wind, it's better to climb here, and the height is appropriate, just in the direction of the gunfire just now."

"Let's go!" The wind knife looked up at it, then took off the skis under his feet and put them behind his back, got up and jumped towards a rock in front of him, and several ups and downs had already jumped forward thirty or forty meters in the rock.

Wan Lin looked at the vigorous figure of the wind knife, and nodded secretly: Lao Feng's skill has also improved a lot, and the few flying knives just now are simply superb, not only are they very accurate, but their strength is also very amazing, and the knives have penetrated deep into the enemy's body through the tough leather clothing.

He immediately took off the skis under his feet and put them behind his back, and whispered to Xiaohua: "Xiaohua, go, let's see who goes up first!" With that, he got up and jumped out.

Xiaohua grinned, jumped up from the thick snow with a "whoosh", flashed Wanlin and the wind knife in front of it like black smoke, and ran left and right towards the hillside, and in a blink of an eye, it had rushed halfway up the mountainside.

Wan Lin smiled, suddenly lifted his skill and jumped upward, a few ups and downs had already crossed the wind knife in front, and shouted in his mouth: "Old wind, come on!" It was also like a smoke chasing after the little flower in front.

At this time, Xiaohua had already jumped on a boulder halfway up the mountainside, and was grinning and turning her head to look at Wan Lin behind her, it saw Wan Lin approaching halfway up the mountain, so she raised her big tail and shook it twice, turned around and jumped to the top of the mountain, and in a blink of an eye, she left Wan Lin far behind.

The wind knife jumped up behind him, and secretly said in his heart: "Good guy, the skill of the leopard head has improved a lot!" Running upwards almost without touching the ground, this ten thousand internal skills are really amazing! ”

When the wind knife snorted and jumped up to the top of the mountain, he found that Wan Lin and Xiaohua were already squatting next to a rock on the side of the mountain in front of them, and Wan Lin was quietly looking forward with a sniper rifle.

He hurriedly bent down and ran to a rock on the side of Wan Lin and crouched down, gasping for breath as he raised his assault rifle. He quickly swept around the top of the hill through the scope on the gun.

On the top of the mountain stand black-gray rocks, and between the cracks of the rocks are inlaid with white snow. The dull, craggy rocks and the snow beneath the mountain give the wind knife a strong visual contrast.