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It's still early, there are still several hours before dawn, if you don't have enough energy at night, how can you have the strength to continue to climb the mountains and mountains during the day tomorrow.

Just now, everyone surrounded Nie Zheng, shouting that the marshal would give them a few "stinger" artifacts, but of course Nie Zheng would not agree.

Are you kidding?

A group of turtles who can't even read a word, and Nima whimically wants to use Stinger anti-aircraft missiles?

If Stinger missiles were really given to them, it would be a disaster.

You must know that the price of each Stinger missile is 500,000 yuan, and Nie Zheng only bought a total of 100 of them, and the other 100 were given away by the high promotional activities of the arms commercial street.

Hundreds of thousands of things, how could Nie Zheng casually give them to this group of turtles to waste?

Even if it was possible for this group of turtles to learn to use them, Nie Zheng would not agree.

Too expensive and sophisticated weapons, really not suitable for this group of uneducated hillbillies to learn.

First of all, on top of professional knowledge, these natives have irreversible wounds, which are not something that can be skillfully compensated for by hard study and practice.

After Nie Zheng drove away all the guys who were crowded around him with a scolding and scolding, the roots of his ears were completely quiet.

Looking up at the sky, it was estimated that it was only one o'clock in the morning at most, and he was woken up just now, and now after dealing with the enemies of the Snake God Sect who attacked at night, it was time to hurry up and rest.

Thinking of this, Nie Zheng prepared to get into the tent and make up for his sleep.

Tonight, since forty clone soldiers were employed, Nie Zheng ordered Niu Meng and the others to rest well, and there was no need for them to keep vigil and patrol.

Forty clone soldiers with ten six-barreled Vulcan cannons and twenty M134 heavy machine guns, the protection force is not enough.

In order to enhance their night vision ability, Nie Zheng also deliberately asked two snipers to temporarily hand over the sniper rifle equipped with a thermal imaging scope in his hand to the clone soldiers.

When he had done all this, he turned and walked towards the tent, ready to rest.

Suddenly, at the moment when Nie Zheng had just walked to the door of the tent.

A clone soldier who took out a thermal sniper suddenly warned in a deep voice: "Report to the sir, a mysterious figure has appeared in the direction of eleven o'clock in front of the left. ”

Nie Zheng stopped, hurriedly turned around, and asked in a deep voice, "How far is it from the camp?" ”

"About 1,200 meters, the speed of the figure is very fast, and he can jump through the mountains and forests, which is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Continue to observe, as long as he dares to approach five hundred meters of the camp, immediately shoot and snipe!"

Nie Zheng coldly gave them an order, and then quickly took out the thermal imaging telescope and looked in the direction that the clone soldier was pointing at just now.

Really.

Through the thermal imaging telescope in his hand, Nie Zheng clearly saw that a bright red person was quickly flying and jumping in the mountains and forests, and the speed of movement was extremely fast.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zheng's face changed, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The person who came is a master, and he is still a very strong master.

The speed of flying from the opponent to the ghostly speed is really not something that ordinary samurai can do.

It has been almost half a year since I was reborn in this ancient world.

In the past half a year, the people with the highest strength that Nie Zheng has seen should be Qiu Xiaotian and Shen Hongyu.

The strength of the two of them is at the peak of the eighth-rank warriors, and there is only a thin line away from the ninth-rank heavenly level masters.

Although the strength of the two of them was high, Nie Zheng had only heard about it, but he had never seen Qiu Xiaotian and Shen Hongyu show their true strength.

The only thing that impressed Nie Zheng was that outside Yangzhou City that night, the fierce assassin who rode a bat from the sky.

Nie Zheng didn't know how many grades the assassin's strength had, but the assassin's speed was very fast, a few points faster than Niu Meng and Shi Zheng.

But compared to the mysterious figure in front of him scurrying through the mountains and forests, the assassin's speed was far from enough.

When Nie Zheng held the telescope just now, this mysterious figure was still thousands of meters away, but after a while, when Nie Zheng looked again, the other party had already rushed forward two hundred meters as fast as lightning and entered within eight hundred meters in front.

Nie Zheng's heart sank, he knew very well that he was afraid that he would encounter a real hard stubble tonight.

Judging from the opponent's extremely fast flying speed, at least they are all at the peak of the eighth-rank warrior's strength, and it is very likely that the other party is still a ninth-rank heaven-level master.

The Nine Rank Heavenly Rank masters, that is the world's first-class masters, and they are also the top warriors who stand at the top of the martial arts pyramid.

There are not many samurai with this kind of top-level strength in the world.

Especially in the country of Da Yue, there are even fewer of them.

But tonight, not only did a large number of high-level masters come to attack the camp at night, but also a real master appeared.

Could it be the Golden Snake Envoy of the Snake God Cult? Or is it the presence of the Silver Serpent Envoy?

Just now, Nie Zheng used the six-barreled Vulcan cannon and the Stinger anti-aircraft missile to kill all the Bat Knight under the command of the Golden Snake Holy Envoy and the Silver Snake Dark Armor under the command of the Silver Snake Holy Envoy.

It should be reasonable to draw out the boss behind it.

Thinking of this, Nie Zheng took a deep breath and ordered all the clone soldiers on the spot: "Everyone obeys the order, as long as that mysterious figure enters six hundred meters in front of him, shoot and snipe directly, if the sniper gun can't kill him, then concentrate all the heavy firepower and kill him at all costs!" ”

"Yes, sir!" ……

Just when the clone soldier issued a warning voice, Niu Meng and the others rushed out with weapons after hearing the movement.

Nie Zheng turned his head and found that Niu Meng and the others had already appeared behind him.

"Dashuai, is there another enemy?"

Nie Zheng glanced at everyone deeply, and said in a deep voice: "There is a master, everyone should be vigilant and take strict precautions." ”

Hearing this, everyone's faces changed, and they immediately burst out with true anger and surrounded Nie Zheng.

At this moment, Wu Xuanyin also slowly got out of the tent, the expression on his face was full of disapproval, and he didn't seem to take any of the master assassins who came in his eyes at all.

Seeing this, Nie Zheng frowned and said, "Do you know who the master is?" ”

Wu Xuanyin nodded, and said respectfully: "If Poor Dao is not mistaken, the person who came must be one of the gold and silver envoys, but the gold and silver envoys have always been inseparable from their mother-in-law, and their mother-in-law has never left their father-in-law, and they never appear alone, so one person appears, and the other person must be hidden in the dark." ”

"Gold and silver envoys, all of them are here?" Nie Zheng's face sank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

(To be continued.) )