When the oncoming figure stumbled over.

The pupils, which are as pale yellow as snakes, shrink sharply, and the body suddenly emits an astonishing high heat and begins to sprint! Almost every muscle fiber in her body is mobilized, exerting unparalleled coordination, calculating the return force from her feet, and accurately distributing her physical strength, maximizing the effect of energy as much as possible. At only seven meters, only four steps, the girl approached her extreme speed and pounced like a leopard. From those big frightened, frightened eyes, the girl had seen her own reflection!

With a soft brush, the girl swept by without any hindrance, and at this speed, the dagger forged from the special material in her hand exerted an astonishing power, cutting through everything in its path almost without hindrance, including the head to which the eyes belonged!

It took eight meters for the girl to stop her momentum. He turned his head to look at the viscous blood stained on the blade of the dagger, and then at his back.

The running figure paused.

It's so short that it's barely a second, and it's as long as centuries. The picture freezes in this second, and it seems that time has been stagnant.

Time is actually still flowing normally, but for both parties, time under static seems to be frozen.

A wave of blood rushed to the sky, like a fountain.

The skull fell to the snow, its eyes blinking incredibly, as if to confirm that it was dead.

The hunter's body toppled and smashed up a large cloud of snow.

At the end of his gaze was a petite and delicate girl, the girl looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, very slender, her limbs were like four bamboo poles, she had shaved short hair, her hair color was uncommon gray, her left eye was covered by bangs, and her right eye was a rare pale gold, giving people the feeling of ..... It's like reptiles, like snakes!

In such a cold and snowy ground, the girl only wore a thin shoulder, and the lower body was a pair of tight shorts that only reached the base of her thighs, revealing a pair of long thighs, with nothing under her feet, barefoot, stepping on the snow, wasn't she afraid of the cold?

The hunter's doubts were destined to go unanswered, for he died.

Fortunately, the knife was fast enough, and there was no pain when he died, which was undoubtedly lucky compared to the two colleagues who broke half of their bodies.

In the snowfield, there are several figures walking over, wearing snowfield Geely suits, holding polar guns produced by the new era company ISS, under the hood is a metal mask, full of post-modern technology, streamers circulate on several LEd screens, guessing that this mask can not only provide holograms, thermal induction, biological detection and other basic functions, but also resist the damage caused by harsh environments such as snow blindness. And the metal texture, no matter how you look at it, can resist the shot of bullets, thus protecting the fragile facial organs.

Unlike the usual armed men of the Rescue Society, this group of guys who appeared out of nowhere was enough to describe the word luxury, and compared to the family guards brought by Guise and armed to the teeth, it was not far behind.

The girl walked alone to a scorched rock and sat down, and the gilly suited armed men began to clean up the corpses skillfully, they brought body bags, as well as various tools to clean up the traces, judging by their skill in the hand, it was obvious that they had been doing this work a lot recently.

The girl had been thinking about a question, and when she had killed the hunter just now, there was a tingling pain in her head, as if someone had pricked her with a needle.

The girl's instincts are sharp, too keen not to simply classify this sting as an accident.

But her perception didn't feel any potential danger, which seemed a little strange.

The beast's instincts told her of danger, but her own perception told her that she was safe, contradictory, very contradictory. It always feels like something is missing.

The roar of engines sounded in the distance, accompanied by a faint shout.

The girl frowned and looked at the source of the voice, looking unpleasant. It was a snowmobile traveling at high speed, and in the car was a burly woman, holding a steering wheel in one hand, and carrying a sniper rifle on her shoulder that was as heavy as a heavy machine gun, with a long barrel and a longer body, a full 1.6 meters, broken down by caliber, and it felt more appropriate to call it a sniper gun.

"Cynya, hide! Dangerous!! The burly woman's high-pitched, desolate voice pierced through the roaring engine and came from afar. The snowmobile rushed at a speed that was almost out of control, and judging by its route, it was to be inserted in front of the girl.

The girl didn't like this smug colleague, but in the field of sniping and the perception of danger, she mostly agreed. Her brow furrowed, as if she had smelled something unusual in the air.

Almost subconsciously, she turned her head.

Reckless wilderness, nothing.

But, she knew, there must be something, over there.

The sound of gunfire shattered the tranquility of the tundra.

The sound of the shot was not very loud, it did not have the momentum of an ordinary sniper rifle after it was discharged, it appeared detailed and plain, like a sophisticated electronic instrument that had been dialed a scale, but the power was by no means ambiguous, and the subsequent mournful screams that rose into the sky on the tundra added the best note to the power of this gun.

A soldier in a gilly suit rolled desperately on the snow, his lower body torn into several parts by bullets, and most of his left leg lay quietly a few meters away, while his right leg was only a small part below the knee, not far from his head, occasionally twitching.

The rolling aggravated the damage, bringing with it a fierce and boundless pain, and the terrible screams tore through the silence of the tundra until the breath in the lungs was exhausted, and the screams stopped slightly.

The hot blood splashed on the tundra, and was immediately sucked in by the dry and cold snow, and the long wailing of the man in the auspicious suit and the howling cold wind were intertwined, spreading far away, as if interpreting the cruelty and helplessness on the tundra.

The girl Xinya was slightly stunned, just now, she was alert, and when she turned around quickly, the whistling bullet was already in front of her, she almost watched the bullet draw a trajectory in the air, and then shot into the lower abdomen of the man in the gilly suit, and the power of the bullet completely broke out after completely submerging into the abdominal cavity, so the man in the gilly suit started from the abdominal cavity, was torn apart, spun and thrown out.

The bullet is not coming at itself, just ask, if this bullet is attacking itself, although it will not be killed by a single shot, most of it can be dodged, but it will still be scared out of a cold sweat.

For ordinary soldiers, a shooting that is fatal, for Xinya, although it is not fatal, but injuries are inevitable.

And this seems to be clear to the other party.

It is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers.

The bullets were fired from 1,200 meters away, and this man's sniper ability was definitely on par with Simari's. Simari was the burly woman who came by car.

In the vast snowfield, visibility is very low, and it is extremely difficult to accurately hit a soldier disguised in a gilly suit from a distance from a snowy white, and it is not a handful of excellent snipers with top-notch tips.

Moreover, the reason why there was no shot was killed was not because the sniper missed the shot, but because he was maliciously, he was telling everyone present, how you treat us, I will return it, tooth for tooth, blood for blood. There is no good reason to support this judgment, it is completely intuitive, and intuition also tells Cynya that she is right.

Although Xinya is not afraid of sniping, she is not known for her perception ability, and in such a wild environment and such a short duration, she cannot track a sniper who is located 1200 meters away.

But the other party didn't seem to want to let them go.

In a very short time, the opponent fired two more shots.

The upper body of another man in a gilly suit exploded into a cloud of blood mist. A steel-core armor-piercing bullet easily pierced through the aluminum alloy shell, and the roaring engine fuselage was as fragile as a piece of paper to the bullet core, and it easily drilled into the center of the engine, flattening the piston from the side, and then exiting from the other side of the engine.

The snowmobile toppled over, rolling continuously on the snow tundra, making a tooth-aching sound of metal twisting and cracking, and the top of the snow was still falling in the nick of time, and through a few rolls to unload the momentum, he stood up in embarrassment, the snow still falling overhead.

"Stop chasing, he's gone." As Simary said, Cynya, who was on all fours and was about to run wildly, stopped, confused.

"What a tough opponent," Mary said, with a headache on her forehead.

"He looked like he was hurt." Cynya licked her scarlet lips, convinced of her keen sense of smell and intuition.

"In the wild, the injured lone wolf is even more tricky, forget it, the task is ambiguous, let's count it done, go back." Mary spread her hands.

"I smell fear in your words, old woman, don't you pride yourself on not being afraid of heaven and earth?" Cynya rarely seized the opportunity to tease.

"I can kill him, and he can kill me. I can tell from the other party's skills that this is a difficult opponent on par with me. Simary sighed, "My beautiful life should not wither here." ”

Xinya raised her head, she didn't expect this arrogant, arrogant and narcissistic guy to give such a high evaluation to the other party, which had never been done before. Involuntarily, she once again set her eyes into the distance, although she couldn't see the target who fled in a hurry, she could feel that it was an opponent worth fighting.

The beast blood in the body is boiling, boiling uncontrollably.

Cynya bit her lip hard, her canine teeth were extraordinarily slender, slightly longer than normal, and her head was sharper, looking like a vampire's fangs.

A wisp of blood slipped from her bright red lips and dripped onto the snow, blooming a red flower, and Cynya didn't realize it, but basked in excitement until someone shot her.

"What are you doing, old woman, do you want to fight?" Looking at the wisps of green smoke rising at his feet, and the huge crater. Cynya glared angrily.

"Call it a day, call it a day." Simari shrugged her shoulders with great ease, slung her huge sniper rifle on her shoulder, her eyes were relaxed and happy, and her eyebrows were flying in a happy atmosphere.

Several of his subordinates hid far away, for fear that the grievances and disputes between the two wing captains would involve themselves. That's trouble.

Xinya reluctantly turned her head, "I'll catch him, but it's not that easy to kill him." I'll give him a taste of hell. ”

"Or maybe he let you taste it," Simary smirked contemptuously, looking at Cynya's thin body, her gaze pausing for a few seconds on her chest. said disdainfully: "Firewood girl, it's tasteless." ”

"What do you say, old woman? I kind of say it again. Cynya was out of anger.

"That guy looks skinny, but he's still alive with this kind of injury, and I guess he must have a lot of staying power. The two of you, who wins and who loses, it's hard to say. Don't ride a horse, but be ridden. ”

"Damn, damn it, old woman, why do you lean in that direction when you say anything?"

"Spring is coming, and it's the season of reproduction." Xi Marie became even more open-mouthed, "Beasts are all piled up at your age. It's hard to endure, in order to suppress the instincts of the beasts. Aha, the brand of the beast——。 ”

"Shut up, shut up, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." Xinya's hands trembled with anger, and her whole person was ready to go, her eyes were red.

"Come on, little kitten, sister, just work hard, let you vent your desires, it's idle anyway. Besides, I'm hungry for the barrel of my gun. I heard the boss say that suppressing animal desires for a long time will have a negative effect on the body. You've been injected since you were seven years old, and it's been really hard for you, and you've been alone for so many years, but now you're relieved, after all, you have a good boss who is willing to help. Simary laughed fiercely, and her face began to be hideous.

(pS: Captain of the Snowfield Wolf Legion, Gustavo Saba:, I didn't say that.) ）

..............

Behind the leeward hills, Harris and his gang simply set up camp.

There were not enough windproof tents, and there were no campfires, and groups of people sat on cold rocks, or in snowdrifts, sitting on the ground, in a small circle.

It was getting dark, and the hunters had not returned.

This was unthinkable before, because they were afraid of being intercepted by the other party, so they did not carry long-distance communication equipment, but the means of communication for hunters were more than universal methods such as digital communication.

But there was no signal, no signal of any kind, only when he was advancing and exploring, he found the three horizontal bars left by Ye Suqin to symbolize safety.

In the snowy weather, the team only explored ten kilometers forward before they had to stop, and the lack of warning was the main factor.

Since the last defeat, Harris has been extra cautious, because he knows that his opponent can no longer be speculated according to common sense, and any caution is not exaggerated.

The only two tents were for the ordinary soldiers, and the rest were Heroic Spirits, which could cope with the cold, and the biggest flaw was that they could not raise a campfire to dispel the cold.

Campfires are easy to expose targets, and although there are self-heating rations for individual soldiers, the stuffy rations naturally cannot be compared to the hot and fresh ingredients.

In the reckless snowfield, at the end of the field of vision, there is a small black dot beating.

"Look, what's that?" The sentry soldier snapped out.