These things happen too fast.

In just a moment, a series of actions have been completed, among the people present. Neither the fleeing nor the rookie agents hiding in the woods reacted.

Only the Arctic Fox was aware.

But he didn't see Yi Huan's movements clearly, but through the injury of the unlucky guy who fell to the ground at this time, as well as his posture of death, he used his rich experience to judge what might have happened in the previous moment.

The eyes of the arctic fox were also unable to keep up with the easy movements.

His nickname may sound powerful, but after all, he is still an ordinary person, and training these rookie agents may be more than enough, and compared to real supernatural powers, it is still not worth mentioning.

It wasn't until the hustle of the whip slammed into the man's chest that he fell to the ground with a dull thud that the other guys realized what had happened.

They have already lost one person.

"Paul!"

Seeing his companion who fell at Yi Huan's feet, among the fleeing crowd, one of them let out a low roar, shouting a vague name in a muddy voice, obviously. He knew the unlucky guy who died at Yi Huan's feet, and they had a good relationship.

Anger seemed to overwhelm his head, and in this moment, he seemed to forget the horror of the super soldier, and only thought about avenging his dead companion.

He grabbed the rifle in his hand sharply, stopped running, turned and turned back, and rushed in the direction of Yi Huan.

"Come back, Hans!"

"Hans, don't go!"

The fellow called Hans turned a deaf ear, and he bent his head down, and lowered his body, like a nimble forest mole, and quickly moved from one tree to the other under the cover of the towering conifer trunk of the dense forest.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he approached a position that was less than a dozen meters away from Yi Huan.

"Die! Bastard! ”

Hans let out a roar of rage, his eyes slightly reddened, and he leaned against a man-thick conifer tree, hiding most of his body behind the trunk, and the gun in his hand spewed out tongues of fire frantically.

"Bang bang!"

All of a sudden, snowflakes splashed, sawdust and leaves flew wildly, and they fell everywhere.

In an instant, a torrent of bullets burst out and swept towards Yi Huan, tearing through the air at speeds that were beyond the reach of the naked eye to catch through all obstacles in their path.

From time to time, bullet casings and bullets jumped to the ground and fluttered, splashing large snowflakes, and the other party was obviously not a sharpshooter, and the rifle he was holding was very unstable, and it was sloping upwards in a diagonal line, directly encompassing the nearby conifers, so that the stump and the surrounding tree trunk were also smashed and sawdust flew everywhere.

"Ahhhh

Hans held his rifle and opened his mouth wide to let out a frantic roar.

In his hand is a semi-automatic rifle, although it is far from the large magazine capacity of more than ten years later, but it is enough to form a burst of fire, and there is not much difference in the rate of fire, at least for humans. The speed of the bullet is impossible to dodge.

"Bang bang bang!"

More and more bullets were coming towards the area, and there were sporadic others other than Hans who stopped running away and tried to resist.

Gradually, the sound of gunfire resounded again in the taiga.

At the beginning, when the off-road vehicle was racing, they saw that the firearm was ineffective against Yi Huan, but although they knew it. The huge power of firearms has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

is really a little unwilling to hold his head and run away without letting go of a shot.

Human beings are like this, most people have a herd mentality, and now that Hans is a leader, more and more people will soon choose to follow.

So it became what it is now, far more than the strafing of a rifle, and the staggered and fierce tongues of fire almost formed an inseparable net, destroying everything within the reach of the ballistics.

It's a pity that it still doesn't have much meaning for Yi Huan.

This stupid bunch of humans. There is far more than one world of people who have tried to use guns against Yi Huan, but unfortunately the result will make them desperate after all.

"Pounce. Plop, plop, plop, plop. ”

As the shells continued to fall to the ground, the scorching surface of the shells melted the snow into small puddles of snow, and splashed snowflakes flying throughout the forest, covering almost everyone's eyes, Hans's fierce fire finally weakened.

And then.. Stop gradually.

At this time, everything around is almost in ruins, at least not in a place filled with snow and fog that can be seen with the naked eye. Both the ground and the torsos of the conifers around them had been shattered.

"Whoop, whoop, whoop!"

Hans clutched his hot rifle tightly, leaning his back against the conifers, gasping for breath, but it certainly didn't take much physical effort to shoot a simple strafing shot.

But more often than not, it is psychological pressure.

After all, he is facing a super soldier who only exists in legends and has been secretly studied.

As Hans tilted a full cartridge of bullets, the sound of the guns faded and finally became only sporadic shots, and he now seemed to be the backbone of the frightened group of prisoners of war, and as he stopped, the others stopped.

Of course, it's also possible that everyone's magazine capacity is about the same. The others are pretty much out of the picture.

Hans stared intently ahead.

The howling blizzard began to subside at some point, and all that was left around was a mess and snow fog left behind by the raging firearms.

Snowflakes spread through the forest and then slowly fall.

It's like a spirit wandering in the forest.

But the people present did not have the heart to enjoy the scenery, but stared closely at the clearing not far away, and they stopped to watch, waiting for the snowflakes to disperse and bring them good news, or.

Worse is possible.

"That's all you have?"

And what made everyone's hearts sink was the figure that reappeared in the clearing after the snowflakes drifted away.

Yi Huan stood there steadily, as if the previous rain of bullets had not affected him in the slightest.

"I'm really disappointed." Yi Huan spoke in German.

The blizzard grew smaller and smaller, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the snowflakes began to decrease until they disappeared, and the surrounding land became vast again, white and desolate.

It was very silent, and it was as if it had fallen into some kind of dead zone.

Only the sound of Yi Huan resounded around the place.

"Your means are too scarce, there is nothing new at all, there are only so many tricks back and forth."

slapped the clothes on his body, and some bullet casings stuck in the clothes were suddenly revealed, and Yi Huan gently picked out these small things embedded in them, and then threw them on the ground.

The shells fell onto the heavy snow surface with a muffled thud.

Before they could settle down, the next moment Yi Huan's big feet had already covered them, and they ran over these bullet casings fiercely. Go ahead.

"That's how you are, and that's true of those superheroes."

"No matter what kind of power those superheroes have, it will always evolve into solving problems with their fists at the end of the day."

"And you ... There seems to be nothing but firearms. ”

"Monster. Monster.. Monster! Go to hell! ”

Hans was sweating profusely, and as Yi Huan kept getting closer, his expression became more and more nervous, even afraid, and his legs kept shaking, but the only thing he didn't have. It's about retreating.

As Yi Huan walked in front of him, Hans suddenly let out a frantic roar, and his right hand jerked something out of his bosom and threw it out.

That seems to be. A shiny metal ring.

Oh, it's a grenade.

Yi Huan thought insincerely.

But there seems to be something wrong.

Yi Huan fell into deep contemplation.

In fact, this is a bit exaggerated, Yi Huan can keep up with the dynamic vision and thinking of the pseudo-god speed, making his thinking much faster than normal people even under normal conditions.

Hans consciously moved very stealthily and quickly, and in the eyes of Yi Huan he was as slow as a baby.

The next moment, he pulled Hans out of his arms, and three small round balls were strung together. Although there was no white smoke sneering, Yi Huan could also intuitively sense that they were about to explode.

Hans had a hideous smile on his face, a hint of fear of death, and a hint of relief and indifference.

So what should I do?

Yi Huan looked at the grenade that was about to explode, and fell into deep thought again.

Throw it out. Although it was in time, it seemed too lo, well, the hesitation didn't last long.

In the next moment, Yi Huan firmly stretched out his hand, and then gently shook Hans's hand, which looked like an excited handshake between two friends after not seeing each other for a long time.

There was a moment of surprise on Hans's face, and he didn't seem to understand why Yi Huan did this.

In fact, the whole atmosphere present froze for a moment, and no one understood the meaning of Yi Huan's approach.

Their problems didn't last long, though. It was quickly resolved.

"Boom!"

Because just half a second later, there was a sudden loud noise between the two people's interlaced hands, accompanied by violent shaking, and a scorching wave of air seemed to gush out. But it didn't spread.

In the midst of Yi Huan's hands, the heat wave was stopped, and then pressed back.

The grenade exploded. But the aftermath and flames of the explosion, before they could even be fully exerted, were forcibly suppressed and re-compressed by Yi Huan with two hands.

This is no longer something that super soldiers can do.

No matter how super a soldier is, he is still based on human beings, his strength is stronger, his balance is higher, his physical fitness is better, and his physical strength and self-healing may also be greatly increased, but it does not mean that he can still be uninjured after being bombed by * bombs.

That's not a super soldier, it's a robot.

Whether it is the rookie agents hidden in the shadows, or the remaining prisoners of war, their hearts are tense at this time.

Yi Huan wasn't much surprised, and didn't even feel like he had done anything big.

He let go of Hans's hands, and then patted them gently, and black smoke repeatedly came out of his palms, but other than that, his hands were not damaged.

And apparently, Hans was not so lucky.

"Ahh Ahh ”

Hans was just an ordinary person, and Yi Huan directly compressed the energy of the grenade's explosion, but the grenade exploded after all.

And it just so happened that Hans's hands were in the hands of Yi Huan, in the range of the explosion.

The noisy pseudo-Kryptonian body, let alone grenades, is not afraid of even higher-level missiles, but it doesn't mean that Hans can also resist it.

His hands were directly powdered by the blast of the explosion, and even the wounds were scorched, and not even a trace of blood flowed out.

It's just that the severe pain of losing both hands suddenly is not something ordinary people can endure.

Hans was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react to what was happening, and then let out a frenzied cry of pain, and before this scream lasted three or five seconds, his whole body was already fainting from the severe pain.

"Take back the preface, you're a lot more interesting than I thought."

Yi Huan gently picked a pistol from Hans's waist into his hand with his toes, "Bang! The muzzle of the gun flashed, and the bullet had already penetrated Hans's head accurately.

He didn't need to be in pain anymore.

The next moment, Yi Huan continued to lock his gaze on a guy who was trembling next to the trunk of a tree seven or eight meters away.

He looks very young, even a young man, if it were seventy years later, a young man like him would probably still be studying in an ivory tower, but alas. It's a time of war.

Seeing Yi Huan set his eyes on him, the young soldier immediately trembled with fear.

He seemed to realize that it was useless to run away, and although he trembled, he still shuddered very firmly, took out the magazine on his waist and began to change it.

"No ideas."

"Bang!"

Yi Huan pursed his lips, the muzzle of the gun in his hand flashed again, and the young soldier had already fallen down with a look of fear and unwillingness, his body leaning against the trunk of the tree, soft, and gradually sliding to the ground.

"Still no idea, bam!"

Then, without much pause, the muzzle of the gun turned around, and half a second later, with the crisp sound of gunfire, another soldier with a helmet fell to the ground.

Although Yi Huan is best at magic, he didn't say that he couldn't use firearms.

After all, this is the most effective weapon created by humans to kill its own kind.

"Demons! Demon! ”

"Devil!"

Three people died one after another, and there were actually not many prisoners of war left, after all, their team was less than ten people, although the Arctic Fox did not regard the life of a rookie agent as his life, but after all, it was just training, and he did not dare to let more prisoners of war in.

The number of these people is already the limit.

And with the easy hustle and bustle, he methodically used a pistol to name and kill one by one. The men finally let out a frightened cry and began to run away again.