This is a very dangerous signal for Zhang Yuan. The injuries inside his body were actually very severe, and now they have not healed at all, and they are being urged by poison and medicine, and the subtle injuries that have begun to heal are showing signs of rupture. In order to repair the wound, the relevant muscles inside Zhang Yuan's body are moving wildly, and the speed of wound repair is dozens of times that of ordinary people. But in this way, his body temperature cannot be kept consistent with the surroundings, and in such a cold mountainous area, if he can't control his body temperature, it is like a shining torch, as conspicuous as he wants. As long as he walked around the mountain, he didn't know how many bullets would come whizzing.

Although Zhang Yuan also received formal training in anti-sniping in Curriqiang's training camp, and his super telepathic gene enhancement and prediction dual abilities are also very helpful when sensing sniping, no one likes to be the target of sniping.

Zhang Yuan curled up in the crack of the rock, his whole body trembling, the pain was almost reaching the limit of what he could bear, but he was still enduring it, instead of choosing to cut off the pain. In countless injuries, Zhang Yuan has discovered that cutting off the pain sensation is like taking an anesthetic, although it can relieve the pain at the time, but the neural network that is cut off afterwards will become a little dull. Although the difference is very small, Zhang Yuan will never use that method in the future. In order to improve his ability at all and never regress at all, Zhang Yuan is willing to pay a price.

Zhang Yuan's trembling became more and more severe, and his body even bounced off the ground, constantly colliding on the rocks. Fortunately, this rock crack is very narrow and tight, and Zhang Yuan has to change his body structure to squeeze in, so no matter how hard the vibration is, he will not worry about popping out of the rock crevice. Now his body is exuding an astonishingly high heat, if it were not for the block of the thick rock wall and the temporary pile of frozen soil, under the detection of various detection instruments, Zhang Yuan would have completely become a lighthouse in the dark night. And now, only from a very limited angle can it be possible to spy on Zhang Yuan, who is hidden deep in it.

In the distance, there was another fragmentary sound of guns, muffled and staccato. But the sound of the gun immediately touched Zhang Yuan's nerves, and his ears turned slightly, listening to the sounds around him. It seems that this place is very close to the territory of the mutant Zerg army. The hidden killers had to be distracted to deal with the endless stream of mutant zerg.

I don't know how much time passed in the cold night, Zhang Yuan's body gradually stopped shaking, and his body temperature gradually dropped. Then, like a lizard, he quietly swam out of the crevice in the rock where he roothed, crouched on the cold rock, tilted his head slightly, and stared at the rough outline of the mountains in the dark night. It didn't take long for Zhang Yuan to lock on to a new target, so he was like a ghost, slowly diving into the darkness.

Zhang Yuan still maintained the precision and steadiness of his every movement, and he controlled his breathing to be light and slow, slowly swimming close to the ground. Zhang Yuan knew very well that it was different from other martial arts, magic, and fighting spirits in battles. In this world, in this game of ambush and counter-ambush, strength is not necessarily the first victory measure, patience is the first element of success.

The night was very cold, time seemed to stand still in the extremely low temperature air, and Zhang Yuan's movements were a little slow. But it's not the cold that gets in the way, although the interval between each postural change can be measured in seconds. But the coherence and fluidity seem to blend into the surroundings and become part of nature.

Zhang Yuan finally approached his target, a slender figure cleverly crouched between two rocks, with a camouflage that almost blended into the surface of the rock, with no skin exposed on his body, and even his eyes hidden behind a black helmet. In this way, her body temperature will not be emitted outside the body, and it will not be detected by instruments or genetically strengthened strong people.

This is a female sniper, although it is impossible to judge her age and appearance, but judging by the curves exposed by the tight combat suit, the lines and details of that part are women. Zhang Yuan appeared from behind her, still moving silently, gradually closing the distance between the two.

The female killer seemed to sense something, and slowly turned her head to look around, but there was only endless darkness in her vision, and the unchanging outline of dead things such as mountains, rocks, and vegetation. The place where Zhang Yuan appeared was the blind spot of her sight. She wasn't too worried, though, because there were other people watching the area behind her. Even though each of them could change their position at any time, and there might be a blank space for zài surveillance, it would still be a slightly loose net. And she has her own way of being vigilant.

At a distance of less than three meters, Zhang Yuan stopped, and his gaze finally fell on her. Her body bounced suddenly, and this time she really felt something, her upper body twisted back, her lower body still clinging to the ground, as if her waist was completely boneless. Instead of using a long, large sniper-type rifle or even a handcuff, she simply waved her hand and threw several small, thin throwing knives.

The flying knife is extremely fast, and the landing point is Zhang Yuan's eyes and the surrounding area, which is extremely accurate. When killing the first person, Zhang Yuan was caught off guard.

This time, though, all the blades missed, and the female killer stared incredulously at the blades that landed in the air, splattering large sparks. Was it still a delusion? It's just that her mind hasn't all turned around yet, and her body has stiffened.

A sharp saber stabbed deep into the side of her neck, the blade piercing through the other end. The blade cut horizontally through her throat and cut most of her cervical vertebrae.

Zhang Yuan was still lurking in the darkness, showing no trace of activity, and watched coldly as the enemy struggled helplessly on the line of death. Although it was a military knife thrown, the direction of the knife was not bad at all, and almost all of her mobility and most of her vitality were cut off with a single sword.

Zhang Yuan left the corpse, which was gradually becoming cold, and continued to sneak towards the next target. At the moment when he was fighting her just now, Zhang Yuan sensed that his eyes swept over the area, but he didn't stay, that is to say, he hadn't found the battle situation here. However, the location of the source of that line of sight had been locked by Zhang Yuan, and after eliminating several enemies one after another, Zhang Yuan was sure to take down a few more similar guys.

Just as Zhang Yuan was marching and killing targets one by one, several fires suddenly lit up on the distant mountains, and then the pillars of fire rose into the sky, even illuminating the small half of the night sky! Then the thunderous explosion came faintly.

On the mountains in the distance, explosions occurred one after another, and fireballs rose into the sky one after another, and large rocks flew up with thick smoke, and the firelight reflected the light of the mountains flickering and darkening, immediately tearing apart the paper-cut silence of the mountains under the night sky.

The battle in the distance was sudden and fierce, and the artillery fire of the main attacking side was very well prepared, and the artillery fire rose in flames.

Zhang Yuan straightened up slightly, staring at the flames of war in the distance. From the smoke, flames, and violent explosions, he felt a faint familiar smell.

However, the battlefield in the distance is actually quite far away, although it seems close in the night. Even at Zhang Yuan's speed, it would take at least half a day to rush through the mountains. This fierce battle should have ended long ago by then.

Zhang Yuan suppressed his heart, which had become slightly faster, and quietly sneaked towards the next target. At this moment, at the other end of the battlefield, Solomon stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the top of the mountain, completely covered in fire and smoke, dumbfounded.

The knightly squires of the Blue Moon were divided into two groups, one group to shoot and cover, one group to advance and assault, and the two groups of combat teams alternately took turns. Powerful artillery fire and missiles formed a continuous and fierce bombardment of the enemy's preset fire points.