Chuandong looked at the five cars below and a cluster of people, and suddenly understood the identity of the person who fired the gun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jin Sanpang originally had mild myopia, but these days he has breathed a strong heaven and earth vitality, eaten a large amount of mutant beast meat, and his five senses have been enhanced, and if his current vision is tested, he is afraid that he can have a 5.2 or 5.3.

Not to mention Chuandong, who originally had good eyesight, at this time began to develop towards Eagle Eye - of course, there is such a trend, and there is still no comparison with the real Eagle Eye.

The eyesight is good, and the air visibility at this time is extremely high, so although the straight-line distance between the two and those cars is two or three hundred meters, they can still see the scene over there relatively clearly.

I saw that on the highway built in the reserve to facilitate scientific research, three armored vehicles and two military trucks were parked there, five cars were military green or greenish camouflage, one of the armored vehicles had a red cross symbol on its body, which was obviously an armored ambulance, and the other two could not tell what type of armored car it was.

Twenty or thirty soldiers in camouflage uniforms were scattered around several vehicles, and a small half, probably less than 10 of them, had guns in their hands and looked up on guard; The rest were armed with swords, guns, axes and other cold weapons.

And above this convoy, there are 5 goshawks circling, the goshawks fly at an altitude of about three to five hundred meters, no professional training, it is difficult to judge the altitude accurately.

These goshawks kept screaming in the sky, and their voices were so urgent and terrible that they made people panic.

Chuandong looked at those eagles, and felt a little strange in his heart, eagles rarely seem to act collectively, right? And the cry was so urgent and terrible that it didn't look like the cry of a hunt.

The distance was a little far, and there were cars, people, and even the grass that occupied a small half of the edge of the road, and he looked at it a few times, but found no trace of the goshawk on the ground, and he didn't know if he shot one or two goshawks when the gunfire rang out just now.

When Chuandong was looking at himself, Sanpang glanced at the scene over there, looked back with his eyes, and whispered to Chuandong: "Brother Dong, that kitten ......"

Chuandong stretched out a finger and shook it at his lips, then pointed to the convoy below.

How could he have forgotten about the big lynx, he ran over to see the situation of the shooters, although part of the reason was that he was a little interested in their identity, and partly because he wanted to plot the big lynx.

Don't look at him at this time, he seems to be paying full attention to the following, in fact, most of the mind is used to pay attention to the movements around him, the keen five senses, almost twice or more than the mental power of ordinary people, so that he has a considerable confidence that he can sense the big lynx when it appears and sneak attack, when the time comes, whether it is to turn around and stab a sword, or to send it down the mountain with a little force, it can also make it half dead if it can't be stabbed or killed.

They were on a relatively gentle staircase halfway up the mountain, and two meters in front of them was a steep hill, and they didn't know where they were going to fall after they fell.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then understood what Chuandong meant, and no longer peeked back, but it seemed that the big lynx had given him a considerable shadow, although he forcibly restrained himself from turning his head, but the eyes still glanced back vigorously, and the two ears were also pointed, basically not paying attention to the convoy and the goshawk flock over there.

Chuandong continued to look down the hill while paying attention to the movement behind him.

He noted that the eight. The guns in the hands of the nine gunmen were all rifles, including sniper rifles and even anti-materiel rifles, which were impossible to tell because of the distance - well, in fact, even at close range, he could not necessarily distinguish between different types of rifles, and some of them were indeed vaguely classified.

In short, he didn't know if there were sniper rifles in those guns, but those people even drove armored vehicles, and he didn't believe that there were no good sniper rifles, maybe one or two of those guns were anti-materiel rifles, and it was normal for the cars to have bazookas, grenade launchers, machine guns, and so on.

Although Chuandong is not familiar with guns, he has also heard that powerful sniper rifles have a range of two or three thousand meters or even longer, regardless of whether this range is an effective range or the maximum range, it is okay for such a gun to shoot five or six hundred, seven or eight hundred meters upward, right?

But in fact, the soldiers below didn't shoot even when the goshawks above them screamed, even when the goshawks pressed down.

Chuandong is far away from the 5 goshawks, and it is impossible to see how big the goshawks are, but it can be seen that one of them is the largest, two are slightly smaller, and the last two are a little smaller.

As Chuandong observed them, the largest goshawk was the first to lower its altitude, followed by the other four.

The goshawks also flew in a coil when they flew down, and the first flight diameter was very large, much larger than the range of the convoy, and then the further down it became, the more it shrank, and after more than 100 meters, the diameter was almost only twenty or thirty meters, which was smaller than the range of the convoy.

The gunmen did not fire any shots during the process.

Chuandong looked at the soldiers with cold weapons in hand, and determined what he thought when he saw them:

The main purpose of these soldiers is not to kill mutants, but to hone their skills in using cold weapons.

Chuandong observed the movement over there, and did not neglect to guard against the big lynx, but what made him helpless was that the big lynx still did not act, and he almost wondered if it was a mutated lynx, maybe a rabbit in the skin of a lynx?

Jin Sanfat, who had been forcibly restraining himself from looking back, twisted his body even more uneasily, his eyes sometimes looking back from his armpit in vain, and sometimes peeking at Chuandong, looking like he wanted to turn back and was afraid of being blamed by Chuandong.

At last he couldn't take it anymore, and opened his mouth to speak, but one step ahead of him was a loud and loud roar.

But seeing that in the group of goshawks that were about the same as them at this time, the lowest and largest goshawk flapped its wings violently a few times, and then with a gust of wind whistling, it drew a line with a great inclination, and rushed towards the crowd below.

It swooped extremely fast, and by the time its roar reached their side, its body was close to the crowd on the ground.

At the same time, the other four goshawks began to do the same swooping action.

At this time, the goshawks are closer to the crowd, and from the comparison with the human body, you can see their size:

The largest wingspan is only afraid of nearly three meters, even the smallest two are estimated to be more than two meters, you must know that this is a goshawk, not a big eagle, the wingspan of the goshawk before the mutation is generally only more than one meter, and there are very few more than one meter and five, but now there are a few random ones that are more than two meters, or even nearly three meters.

The power of the goshawk with a wingspan of nearly three meters was undoubtedly quite terrifying, but in the end, the gunmen did not shoot.

I saw that the goshawk was approaching the crowd, its wings suddenly spread, its claws sticking out, and grabbing a knife-wielding soldier on the periphery.

Unfortunately, it didn't do so, and its claws didn't catch the soldiers, they didn't even touch anything.

When the goshawk struck in front of the sword-wielding soldier, the soldier did not slash at it with his knife, but swooped down to one side, but a soldier with a spear next to him strode and raised his spear to stab at the goshawk.

The goshawk grabbed the air with its talons and wanted to flap its wings and fly, but was stopped by the spear, but the spear failed to hurt it, and it reacted quickly and flapped it away with one wing.

However, the goshawk also delayed its liftoff, and was slashed and stabbed in both legs by the sword-wielding soldier who had pounced on the side and killed again at this time, respectively (due to the height, the sword could only stab both legs).

The goshawk roared again, its wings flapping violently, and a wild flutter through the crowd, scraping several people around it to a little unstable, and it rose into the air again.

The reason why there were no more soldiers to deal with it was that the four goshawks that followed it had also flown to the ground, each choosing a target to attack.

The battle over there was like a meteorite hitting the earth, breaking out rapidly, Chuandong's mind was unconsciously attracted to it, but suddenly Jin Sanfat's trembling cry sounded in his ears: "Brother Dong, be careful!" ”