Wang Zhizhi and Ma Long fought for more than half an hour. Although neither of them used all their strength, they also consumed a lot of physical strength. When both of them stopped, Wang Zhizhi's breathing could not calm down for a while.

Wang Zhizhi was wearing a close-fitting black combat uniform, and Ma Long watched her upheaving parts below her upturned neck that could not be described, and both eyes were shining.

Wang Zhizhi didn't like the fat man's eyes very much, but there was no way to do anything about him in front of him. So he could only wait to look at Malone with big eyes, but the fat man was a little misunderstood.

"Zhizhi, I ......" Ma Long wanted to say something, but was immediately stopped by Wang Zhizhi.

"Who told you to call me Zhizhi?" Wang Zhizhi glared at a pair of phoenix eyes and shouted.

"Well, what should I call you?" Malone said in a somewhat aggrieved tone.

"You!" Wang Zhizhi also thought of this question for the first time, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Call sister!" ”

"Sister!" Ma Long seemed to be very happy when he shouted, and there was a special and ambiguous tone in his shouting.

"You!" Wang Zhizhi was also speechless, when he met such a fat man, he was really alive with hob meat.

"Sister, I don't think it's time to discuss the title, should we find our own team members first?" Malone reminded.

"You know!" Wang Zhizhi is not angry, but this fat man should not be a threat to himself, and his combat effectiveness is also good, and he can deal with danger or other team members.

"Which way are we going?" Malone asked.

Wang Zhizhi raised his eyes and looked, sniffed in the air again, and then stretched out a hand and said, "Which side!" ”

The fat man was also speechless, what happened just now?

Wang Zhizhi saw the fat man's incredible expression, and also grinned, and said: "Our team uses smell to judge the direction and location, and this time the person in charge of gathering is to wipe Chanel No. 7." A special smell can be smelled within a range of fifteen kilometers, and in the case of Skywalkers, it can be smelled within thirty kilometers, but it requires some special skills. ”

The fat man was speechless, this is also a special skill, and it is true that every squad has a special method to find companions without being discovered by the enemy.

"Where are you meeting?" Wang Zhizhi looked at Ma Long, who was not in a hurry, and asked.

"I'll follow you, and our captain will come looking for me!" Malone said confidently.

Wang Zhizhi was full of suspicion, but she didn't bother to fight with this fat man.

on another island. Among the separated Wang sisters, Wang Haorou encountered several difficult guys as soon as she landed.

These were members of four different squads, all of whom had found this island as a place to stay, and several male soldiers looked at Wang Haorou like a herd of pigs seeing food.

As soon as Wang Haorou landed, she untied her parachute bag and ran towards the center of the island. At the center of the island is a small forest, the only place where you can hide.

And there seems to be a tacit understanding between the four of them, they do not go to war with each other, but keep a certain distance. Let's move towards Wang Haorou together.

Wang Haorou brought two telescopic sticks as weapons, but in such a situation, she didn't dare to shoot easily with a pair of fours, not to mention that the four of them were all armed with hot weapons.

At this time, Wang Haorou was looking for favorable terrain. While secretly scolding Li De in his heart. That guy insisted that everyone carry cold weapons, and his two-handed stick was his specialty, but he was very weak in the face of other opponents with automatic rifles.

Really. The other four men with guns in their hands were also extremely arrogant, and they went deep into the jungle with guns in their hands. Looking for Wang Haorou's footprints.

Wang Haorou had already jumped to the tree, using the lush leaves to block her figure, and at the same time trying to find a way to eliminate at least one of the four first.

One of the four men walked cautiously through the jungle with a short-range submachine gun in his hand and oil paint on his face. A pair of small eyes looked around, looking for places to hide in the trees and bushes.

Wang Haorou held her breath and came to the top of the man's head. The telescopic stick in his hand was clenched, and his feet were hooked on the trunk of the tree, watching the movement below.

The person below seemed to feel something, his strength also had a third-order Skywalker, although he only started cultivating in his twenties, he started late, and his foundation was not strong, but as a Skywalker who had changed from an ordinary person, he could feel that his strength was strong, and his confidence seemed to be a little too much.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the man felt that Wang Haorou was nearby. He deliberately acted as if he hadn't noticed it and moved on.

Wang Haorou suddenly jumped down from the tree, and the two short sticks stretched out instantly.

Click! Syllable! Syllable!

The two sticks worked together to knock down the submachine gun in an instant.

But the man was not in a hurry, his hands were in his hands, and he used his body to fight against Wang Haorou's short stick.

This person has been practicing hard qigong since he was a child, and he is performing on the street with his family. The hands are as hard as iron, and the palms are stretched out like a big knife to cut down, with a whirring palm wind.

But Wang Haorou didn't collide with the opponent, and hit the two-handed short stick more than a dozen times in an instant, disrupting the opponent's rhythm, and then used the advantage of the short stick to quickly smash the stick wrapped in the Force into the opponent's head.

Seeing that the short stick was about to concentrate on the opponent's head, Wang Haorou suddenly thought that what was in front of her was not a life-and-death fight, and the opponent was also her comrade-in-arms. She shook her wrist slightly, allowing her stick to deflect slightly downward, hitting her opponent's collarbone.

The power of the short stick lies in its combination of speed and power, although Wang Haorou's blow seems to be a false fight, but after it really hits the opponent, it becomes a real move, and with a shake of the hand, it becomes a continuous six strikes in a second, directly knocking the opponent out.

Quickly checked the opponent's situation, took his identity card and pressed the bracelet for him, Wang Haorou disappeared into the jungle again.

What was originally regarded as prey gradually became hunters.

Also on several other small islands, Wang Haoting, Deng Zhiguo, Dardanelle and others have encountered similar situations. The opponents they met seemed to have reached a ceasefire in an instant, or two or three, or four or five, all of them targeting the men of the God of War team.

Liona was in the middle of the sea as soon as she landed, and she was clearly not suitable for such an environment. In the water, she only felt that she could not breathe, and her body could not exert her strength.

When she reluctantly landed on the shore, there were actually five burly men facing her.

Liona, still wet, couldn't take a break, and was forced back into the sea again. The five men guarded the coastline and prevented her from going to the island, and the nearest island was two kilometers away. (To be continued......)