"Commander in Chief!" Vicke Wang got up and said that the forest was opaque in the dark, but the two of them seemed to be clear about each other like broad daylight.
"Vicke Wang, did you see me?" Zhang Yiping said.
"I can feel your every move, but I can’t see you. I don’t know if you’re here, but then I hear two slight fingers. That’s our password and code!"
"Ah, so that’s it?" Zhang Yiping suddenly realized and blurted it out. "No, if you can see me in such a dark environment, your skill will be serious …"
"Is there anything wrong?" Zhang Yiping asked.
"I feel uneasy, but I can’t catch it all the time. I don’t know what it is. I just want to go forward and find out what it is. Commander-in-Chief, you came." Vicke Wang said.
"Me too …" Zhang Yiping said.
"Since the commander-in-chief has this feeling, then something will happen in seven cases out of ten …" Vicke Wang said
"That’s right," Zhang Yiping said calmly. "You two send a man back to tell his brothers to get ready and inform the 116th Division that his troops are ready to fight!"
Followed by Zhang Yiping, one of the two guards quietly returned to the other and stepped forward side by side with Vicke Wang, as if to be inspected by Zhang Yiping.
Chapter 5 Killer
This forest is unusually wide and dark, and there is a slight footsteps in front of it, and the body gently passes over the branches and weeds, making a rustling sound. There are about twenty ghosts. The image of ordinary people is that the sneaking snakes slowly slide forward in the dark.
There is a cold murderous look in the dark forest. These murderous looks spread forward. In the process, they met Zhang Yiping, and they projected out the aura and disappeared.
At this time, someone among these shadows suddenly gave a low cry, so these shadows stopped and spread among the surrounding trees, or stood behind the trunk or lay in the grass. The night was as quiet as death at once, and the shadow lay prone as if it were dissolved in this shadow. The land and the environment were integrated and almost stopped breathing.
But these people can’t escape from Zhang Yiping’s sensory network. Facing the shadows that are hostile to him in the dark, all their activities are very slight, and their breathing is like the dead leaves blown by the breeze, but he feels that an actual image has been formed in his brain through his sensory organs.
Zhang Yiping repeatedly made a snap of his fingers, and Vicke Wang also responded, but such a slight ring also made the opposite shadow alert. There was a vibration in the air. "Boom" sounded, and this was a slingshot that produced a vibration sound. At the same time, an arrow broke and "snatched" a tree trunk more than ten meters away in front of Zhang Yiping.
There are many thick trees in the forest. Although these shadows and eyes are sensitive, they can see clearly the crossbow emitted from the horizon and can’t reach Zhang Yiping.
Zhang Yiping secretly "hum" a silencer with a rifle. This silencer here plays a role in that its flame suppression function is greater than the silencing function.
Zhang Yiping jumped out from behind the trunk of the tree. He didn’t despise this batch of films. He flashed the fastest and crossed into the second trunk. He had connected three shots. Three slight sparks in the dark were connected into a line. The dark red bullet drew three rays and flashed.
Zhang Yiping jumped into the back of the trunk. Without looking, he knew that his three shots would definitely hit the target he wanted. He had this confidence. Although the shadow in front was extraordinary in skill and sensitivity, it was his home court. He controlled everything and he was the master here. Whoever he wanted to die would die!
It’s "seize seize …" A few arrows roared and nailed the trunk around.
At this time, Vicke Wang also shot him five times in a row, and five black shadows were hit. Zhang Yiping could feel the rupture of their forebrain, and the plasma splash shells broke through the shell.
Another guard’s gun also rang, and he didn’t even know that the flame extinguisher sprayed flames to illuminate his determined and young face.
Zhang Yiping also rushed out from behind the trunk. He was calm and quick, and he was forced to go with Vicke Wang one by one.
It’s a hazy day. The Zhang Yiping rifleman leans against a tall tree trunk. Around him, there are several men in black with their heads wrapped in black, showing a pair of eyes. But their heads are dead, and their blood holes are still bubbling outwards.
He left and right two Vicke Wang and another guard company soldier, like him, with his rifle in his hands and his back against the trunk.
By feeling, Zhang Yiping felt that there were three masters lurking somewhere ahead. Their breathing was very weak, and Zhang Yiping could not determine their specific location because of the interference of insects and birds singing in the morning.
However, on the whole, the situation is favorable to Zhang Yiping’s side, because at this time, the guard company has been surrounded from all sides, and the lurking masters on the opposite side want to show signs to meet them with death
No expert can escape from the muzzle of the guard company. There may be damage before they are found. This is what Zhang Yiping tries to avoid. Although the other side is an expert, it is not worthwhile to exchange the lives of the soldiers of the guard company with them. Zhang Yiping still feels that because of his guard company, everyone is a baby, and he is irreplaceable in his mind.
There are a lot of footsteps around. This is the support of the guard company. Zhang Yiping heard a breathing sound in the Woods suddenly thick up, and then Hua, a black shadow fell like a spider from the dense branches of the tree crown. People in the middle of the hand flew to the front trunk with a silver melon rope … A few people have been in Zhang Yiping. A dozen meters away behind them, the whole person was wrapped in black and showed a pair of sharp eyes.
"Yagyu Taro, please come out and fight to the death," said the man in black in blunt Chinese, with a cold tone, just like his eyes were indifferent to life
Zhang Yiping stretched out his hand and stopped Vicke Wang and the young soldier next to him. He took out a grenade and threw it out with a slight knock on the trunk.
In the Grenade, the black dress person was blown up. Although the reaction was very rapid, shrapnel hit others, but it had already flown for half, but it fell down again, leaving a thin rope floating in the middle.
"This guy faked his death!" Zhang Yiping said.
Zhang Yiping the words sound just fell and the black dress person who just died jumped up again … Zhang Yiping threw a rifle in his right hand out of the trunk and at the same time, a trigger machine "bang" shot through the back of the night man and hit him from the middle again!
At the same time, a cufflink arrow "snatched" a nail tree trunk, which was a little bit on Zhang Yiping’s arm. If Zhang Yiping had just shot out a little body, this arrow might have nailed Zhang Yiping’s head.
Almost at the same time, another soldier in Vicke Wang jumped out and Vicke Wang shot a man in black and spilled blood from the fight.
At this time, Zhang Yiping also jumped out. Vicke Wang shot the target. The last shadow killer took advantage of Vicke Wang’s gun to reach Vicke Wang. At this time, Zhang Yiping could save Vicke Wang.
However, out of Zhang Yiping’s expectation, as soon as Zhang Yiping jumped out of a thin gray shadow, he came to Zhang Yiping. Zhang Yiping’s natural reaction was to shoot a bullet at the gray shadow, which knocked it sideways and flew to the side to win three points.
Zhang Yiping couldn’t imagine that he had shot a gun in the direction of the sleeve arrow. He heard that a black shadow fell from a tree and Vicke Wang rushed over with a gun.
The ground was just hit in the back, and the man in black was still twitching. Zhang Yiping didn’t hit his heart with a shot of cutting. Today, he is not dead. He looked at Zhang Yiping with a pair of turbid eyes and Zhang Yiping sneered, "You can bear a Grenade and a bullet from Zhang Yiping, and it’s a world record that you haven’t died yet. If you go to hell, you have a lot of money to show off with those ghosts who bend my gun."
After listening to Zhang Yiping’s words, the man suddenly twitched for a while and then did not move, but then the guards came over and gave him a knife to make sure he was dead.
Here, Vicke Wang pointed his gun at the man in black who fell from the top of the tree. He did not die completely, but his chest was bleeding but he didn’t shoot out. Obviously, he didn’t hit his heart. This is the third time that Zhang Yiping missed today.
Zhang Yiping sighed and said, "Why are you so unlucky to lose your hand three times today? You must gamble or lose everything."
Half-lying black dress person slowly sits up and supports half of his body. His foot may be broken and he can sit in place.
The black dress person turned his head black except for revealing silvery white hair. Zhang Yiping shook his head again and said, "And it’s even worse for an old man and a half."
"You should feel lucky if you know that these two dozen people have drawn the best ninjas from the Risaga faction and the Jiaga faction to form a special force," said the injured man in black in blunt Chinese.
"What a fucking ninja! What Saga Sect and Jiaga Sect laughed off their fangs!" Zhang Yiping turned the rifle in his hand and held a gun flower and said, "If it is daytime, one of the three of us can kill you one by one."
"I’m Akiyama, the head of Saga Sect, who was killed by you just now. That’s Tianzang, the head of Kaga Sect, and that’s my eldest brother just now …"
Zhang Yiping waved his hand contemptuously and said, "Don’t say that I want to vomit when I hear Japanese names …"
"May I have your name, please? Let me sleep till I die!" Akiyama asked
"I’m waiting for the name is that you can wait for the enemy to listen," Zhang Yiping said with a wave of his hand. "It’s already cheaper to kill him and let him talk so much nonsense."
A blood hole appeared in the eyebrows of Akiyama, a trigger machine in Vicke Wang. A generation of master horses threw themselves on the ground and had a pair of unwilling eyes and a gloomy tree to sky.
