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Chapter 337 The bad taste of the dragon article(2/2)

Overcome and adapt to the hypoxic environment in the corridor and how to move forward quickly in the corridor.

There is no need to be special "care" in these two aspects. As long as the commandos climb dozens of times a day, they will naturally adapt over time.

The human body is very magical and its ability to adjust itself is extraordinary.

However, for some unexpected special events or on-site emergencies that occur in the corridor, they cannot be completed by "accustomed to it".

All of these require Feng Yuntian and Long Wenbian to direct the "coach team" to carry props to assist in completing them.

When Meng Fan, the leader, climbed to two-thirds, and the people at the end of the hall also came to nearly one-third, and everyone entered the middle section of the passage.

Long Weng, who had disappeared for a few minutes, came over with four soldiers.

The soldiers carried a wooden box in groups, and there were many holes as big as a little finger on the box, which gave people a creepy feeling at first glance.

And what is contained inside is really creepy for ordinary people.

"Hehe, the group post is closed, should you come and have fun together?"

Long Wen opened the first wooden box, grabbed a gray "little cutie" from it, and reached out to Feng Yuntian.

"It's not easy to play with this kind of thing, it's too bad to play with it, and it doesn't fit my personality."

Feng Yuntian waved his hand and refused, pointing to Aaron who was standing behind him and holding a box, saying, "I prefer to play with this kind of more exciting one."

"Oh, you don't understand. I'm much more interesting than yours. It's so fun. Let's wait and watch the show."

Long Weng grinned and laughed, as if he was a big child who had found a new toy, and went straight to a vent.

He didn't shout to the people inside, and threw the little mouse in silently.

The little mouse fell on Doubing's head. Fortunately, Doubing had a late-minded personality. He touched it and continued to move forward without knowing it.

The mouse that fell in was finally liberated and no longer squeaked.

He got up quickly and found a direction to run. The huge space was just his mouse, and it was not as crowded as a commando.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the darkness and did not attract everyone's attention.

"That's it? This is the good show for me? You are not good at the Dragon Group." Feng Yuntian joked.

"This is just the beginning, and the good show hasn't come on yet."

I originally wanted to put it in quietly and scare the people inside, but the imagined scene appeared. Long Weng, who failed to show off, was indeed a little embarrassed, but he was stubborn and did not admit defeat.

Since the appetizers you tried were useless, just serve the Manhan banquet directly.

In order to restore his dignity, Long Weng simply used his ultimate move and shouted at the two soldiers: "Let it go, put it all for me."

Then he shouted at the other two soldiers: "You two should do it too, stuff me a little with each hole and give it to these melons evenly."

The four soldiers were very dedicated, and even had some excitement in their eyes.

The first group of soldiers ran up with wooden boxes, ran forward along the passage, grabbed the mice and stuffed them into the ventilation vent.

The second group of soldiers did not show any weakness.

When the box was opened, there were all long strips. The dozens of snakes twisted and tied together made Feng Yuntian get goosebumps.

It’s easy to say about the mouse, but many people are afraid of the snake.

There are at least fifty snakes in this box. If they are thrown into relatively sealed passages, they will be a big deal.

Feng Yuntian could almost imagine the next scene of screaming and serial screaming.

"The dragon pedestal, mice are enough. Is it a bit too much to put these snakes in? If they bite, it will be bad." Feng Yuntian said with a frown.

“Is this too much?”

Long Weng curled his lips and said, "Do you know what I encountered in the Japanese army corridor in Songshan? There are all kinds of mice, snakes, scorpions, centipedes, and poisonous spiders, and these are all there.

Besides, these snakes are not poisonous, and bites are not a problem. You can also find some excitement. What a fun thing to do."

"Okay, you won."

Feng Yuntian thought that was indeed the case, and he smiled and said, "There must be sent to guard both ends of the passage. The snake is a good thing. After taking a big tonic, you can't waste it when the training is over, right?"

"I'm right, what Long Tuanzu said is right, why didn't I expect that I'll send someone to block it."

When Long Wenhua heard this, he suddenly became interested, as if he had already smelled the aroma of barbecue.

He shouted with his waist on his back: "Teleman, send me the orders and guard both ends of the corridor. You can't let me bake... No, it's the training props that ran away."

The two big bosses outside were in a good mood and started preparing for the next barbecue.

The commandos who entered the passage thought that climbing a 2-kilometer passage was the limit, but they did not expect that this was the beginning of their hardship.
Chapter completed!
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