Monkeys are the smartest and most spiritual animals, and if humans are the primates of the whole world, then monkeys are undoubtedly the primates of the forest.

At this moment, the red-haired monkey lying on the ground, the scar on his chest, is still bleeding, although the monkeys on the treetops have long fled to hide, but in this jungle, you can vaguely hear the miserable cries of the monkeys, as if mourning for the dead companions.

"Squeak...... Squeak squeak......"

This miserable cry is like a mourning song in the jungle, on the last journey to send the monkey killed by Yu Peijian, on the treetops not far away, a pair of dark eyes, with a blood-red killing breath, stared at Yu Peijian, as if he wanted to break this guy's body into pieces.

This person was none other than Long Zhan, and his eyes were almost blinded by killing, as if the turquoise of this jungle had already been stained red by the blood of hatred at this moment.

Those monkeys were exactly what Long Zhan shouted, but he didn't expect that Yu Peijian, a brute, would be so ruthless and crazy, if he beat the twelfth warrior of the dragon's claw, injured Xiao Leng, and even let Xia Hongjun accept military justice, all these grudges are personal vendets, then Yu Peijian should settle the account on him, not an innocent monkey.

Under Long Zhan's camouflage uniform, the hidden muscles seemed to be instantly stimulated by electricity, making them squirm under the skin like pythons, but his hands were tightly pinching the trunk, pinching his fingertips turned white, and on the trunk of the pinch, ten fingerprints were clearly visible.

He is restraining himself, restraining the anger in his heart, restraining the anger in his heart, restraining the killing in his heart, because reason tells Long Zhan that he can't rush down like a reckless man who is happy to take revenge, that will only be death, so he is restraining himself, restraining himself, and letting his reason overcome his hatred and anger.

Finally, Long Zhan chose to leave, he picked up an M16 submachine gun that he picked up from the ground at some point, the magazine was full of rubber bullets, although the rubber bullets had no role in the fight of life and death, but he still did not hesitate to carry it, like a spirit monkey, jumping silently between the treetops, with the vigor of a spirit monkey, and almost as standard as a textbook to avoid the action, in the case of Peijian they were not aware of it, quietly left.

This is completely an unfair exercise, no, it should be said that it is an unfair war, She Zhenguo and Sun Haitao in the command room glanced at each other, they are the general staff and instructors, but they are also people, and they also have their own joys, sorrows, and seven emotions and six desires.

Although Sun Haitao tried his best to be treated fairly, this fairness never existed, because there was no fairness in war.

At this moment, a few faint gunshots suddenly rose with the mountain wind, blowing the freshness of the wind, the coldness of the jungle, and the fear of the gunfire in front of everyone in an instant!

"I'm grass...... Third brother, it's gunshots, this kid won't have guns, right? A dragon claw warrior looked at the dragon claw fighting saber in his hand, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and looked at Yu Peijian with frightened eyes.

But Yu Peijian didn't pay attention to him, but looked like a literati, raised his head and chest, closed his eyes slightly, reflected the mountain breeze in his face, and muttered in his mouth:

"Well, the wind is blowing!"

Yes, the wind is blowing, driven by this sudden mountain wind, at the top of the jungle, a large area of dark clouds, like thousands of troops, instantly covered the entire sky, completely covering the strong sunlight just now, the heavy clouds, as if about to fall directly, and this jungle to a head-on without fancy, completely crushed everything!

Under the pressure of this mountain rain, the strong depression and dullness made everyone's hearts sink in, because this battle, this round-up and hunting, will become more elusive with the change of weather.

Today's rainstorm that is about to fall is naturally also expected by She Zhenguo and Sun Haitao, if they can't open the door to Dragon War, then today, this heavy rain, torrential rain, and torrential rain may be the only gift of the two of them to Dragon War.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, a purple lightning bolt slashed through the sky, like a sinuous silver snake, flying in the sea of dark clouds, instantly scorching the earth with a blazing light that was dazzling to the extreme, accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the whole earth trembled in the obscenity of this silver dragon.

And this thunder that penetrated the sky was a battle horn, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed down to the ground in an instant, and a battle between heaven and earth began.

In this unstoppable battle between heaven and earth, the raindrops were blowing in the wind, slashing the earth like silk and swords, as if at that moment, the human beings in the jungle were as small as ants.

But on the battlefield of this heaven and earth, on the stage of heaven and earth, where the wind and thunder are rolling, lightning and rain, a striking and impossible to ignore figure, like a raging fire, is still burning under this rainstorm, giving full play to his own heat, and this person is the dragon war!

Long Zhan, bathed in thunder and lightning, is completely a terrifying creature from an alien planet, his whole body, wrapped in raindrops and illuminated by lightning, exudes a dazzling silver light, and the almost powerful domineering power that unconsciously exudes from his body.

At this moment, even if Han Xue, the world's top psychology master, was present, he might not be able to see the depth of Dragon War, and he might not be able to see the essence of Dragon War.

Because on Long Zhan's face, the horror, darkness and struggle of this society are written, as if he is a little person who has endured all the pain in the world, but his body still exudes tenacity and strength, this kind of strength is supporting Long Zhan to continue to move forward, supporting Long Zhan to continue to fight.

The wound has long been numb by the rain, and the blood has long been completely diluted by the rain, but the hatred has become more unstoppable with the coldness of the raindrops.

Sixteen years of grievances, sixteen years of depression, at this moment, under the temptation of the fuse of this battle, completely broke out and bloomed completely, turning his whole person into sharp and domineering.

Suddenly, Long Zhan stopped his solid and steady steps, because at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of his eyes, this figure was none other than one of the nine dragon claw warriors who had just attacked him.

"Hello, Long Zhan, I appreciate you, but I will kill you mercilessly!"

(End of chapter)