Wan Lin and the others immediately raised their snow poles and were about to support them to the ground. But at this moment, Wan Lin suddenly raised his hand to signal the wind knife to stop moving, and his body was tightly pressed against the thick tree trunk.

Feng Dao was shocked when he saw this, and quickly put down his snow pole and immediately disappeared behind the tree. The little flower on the crown immediately lowered her head and quickly drilled into the thick snow of the crown.

"Wool wool" and "Wool wool", with a few low barkings of dogs suddenly sounded not far ahead, and then several black shadows emerged from the thick night.

Wan Lin and Feng Dao looked at the figures in front of them tightly. Seeing that they were all running towards the place where the sound of gunfire came, they thought to themselves: "These are definitely the vanguards, and there should be a large group of people behind them."

Sure enough, in a short while, nearly a hundred black shadows of sliding snow poles were seen drilling out, sliding quickly through the mountains in front, and running quickly towards the direction of the sound of gunfire.

Immediately afterwards, the barking of dogs came out one after another, and Wan Lin and his friends appeared in their sights, and they also ran quickly to the side of the mountains.

A group of people ran forward quickly, and the sound of dog barking and the sound of guns colliding between the black mountains.

Wan Lin and the others were invisible behind the tree. They watched the fast moving figures in the distance through their night vision goggles, and estimated the number of people in their hearts. Teams of figures ran past quickly, and the sled dogs pulled them.

There were dozens of people, and it was observed that there were only two or three hundred people in this group.

Wan Lin looked at the other party coldly, and was secretly shocked: These people must have gone to support the armed forces in front of them. According to the prisoners captured by Xiaohua, there was only this terrorist camp in this area, and these people went to reinforce the mountains.

The troops on the battlefield must be those terrorists.

From this point of view, this terrorist organization is really large in number and its camp should be of considerable scale. However, judging from the sounds made by these people's actions, these people have not received good military training and have extremely poor military literacy.

In the darkness, a group of terrorist support troops passed by several minutes before gradually disappearing from Wan Lin and the others' vision. At this time, the little flower quietly emerged from the canopy and slipped along the trunk to Wan Lin's body.

In front, he hung upside down on the tree trunk, raised his right forearm and pointed in the direction of the terrorist camp. An anxious look flashed in his eyes, asking if Wan Lin was gone now?

Just now, its sensitive sense of smell had long felt a large number of sled dogs coming out, so it had hidden itself early, fearing that its smell would be scared by these hounds.

Wan Lin touched Xiaohua's little head intimately with a smile on his face, then stretched out his hands and gestured a few times in front of Xiaohua, indicating that he would enter the enemy's camp in secret and never alarm the enemy.

After watching Wan Lin's movements attentively, Xiaohua raised her big tail on the trunk and shook it a few times, then jumped down from the trunk, and drilled towards the mountains in front of her like a smog.

Wan Lin whispered to Feng Dao behind the tree on the side and said, "This little thing is even more anxious than us!" As he said that, he quickly raised the snow pole and followed him with Feng Dao.

In the hazy night, the rolling mountains pressed against the fast-moving Wan Lin and the others. The explosions, gunshots, and the night sky that were constantly blasting in the air made the night sky red.

Wan Lin and the others were running wildly in the mountains.

Time passed every minute and second, and both realized that a large number of terrorists suddenly left the camp. This was the best time for them to carry out assassination missions, so they were speeding up and running wildly in the snow, striving to go to those

The reinforcements killed the mercenary before returning.

Just as the two of them were waving their snowball fights hard, a blue light suddenly flashed hundreds of meters ahead. When they saw Xiaohua's warning in front, they quickly changed direction and slid behind several big trees in the mountains.

Xiaohua suddenly turned her head to warn her, and she must have had a situation ahead and was unable to make a fuss, and the terrorist base was approaching the terrorists' base.

Wan Lin was invisible behind the tree and listened for a while, but did not notice any abnormal noise in front of him. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. He saw that it was already three o'clock in the evening. This was when people were sleeping soundly, and it was also his own actions.

The best time.

He then knocked on the microphone a few times, signaling the Feng Dao to hide in place, and he quietly leaned out from behind the tree and looked forward for a while. Then he suddenly came out from behind the tree, waved his snow pole hard, and quickly turned to the side.

He rushed behind a rock. He rushed to the back of the rock and listened to the movements around him with his ears on his back. Then he rushed out from behind the rock and slid forward rapidly.

In the thick night, the ten thousand forests rushed forward quickly, and the undulating snow hills in the mountains appeared behind the trees, moving forward like a ghost of a dark night, silently. Soon, he rushed to the

Behind a snow hill more than ten meters high.

Wan Lin stopped under the snow hill, raised his skills and focused on exploring the movements around him, and then lay on the snow hill and slowly climbed towards the top of the slope.

He suddenly stopped when approaching the top of the slope, listened carefully to the movement around him, then suddenly poked his head upwards, swept across the mountains through the monocular night vision device on his left eye.

Two or three kilometers ahead, two three or four hundred meters high mountains stand in the mountains in black, with the surrounding mountains rising and falling. The slopes adjacent to the two mountains are extremely steep, forming a deep canyon at the foot of the mountain.

.Wan Lin looked at the entrance of the valley intently and found that the entrance of the valley was extremely narrow, with a row of high obstacles blocking the valley, and the scene inside the valley could not be seen clearly.

On the hillside at the entrance of the valley on the left, two faint red lights were flashing brightly and dyingly, and the dark mountains in front were extremely quiet.

Wan Lin then raised his gun and sniper rifle, and carefully observed the terrain in front of him through the scope above. He slowly moved the gun body, swept through the ditch in front of the canyon, then raised the muzzle and aimed at the canyon.

halfway up the mountain.

Two faint fires on the mountainside on the left are still flashing lightly and darkly. It is obvious that someone is smoking there. Someone is smoking on the steep mountainside late at night, which means that there must be observation posts and firepower points established by terrorists on the mountainside; on the mountainside on the right are

It was pitch black and there was no goal of any activity.

At this time, a small black shadow flashed on the right side of the snow hill, and the little flower suddenly appeared silently on the snow hill, and the originally flashing blue light in its eyes had disappeared. Obviously, it had realized that it was approaching the target location, so it took the

The divine light was hidden.

Wan Lin raised his hand to signal Xiaohua to monitor the top of the slope. He slowly retracted his body to the back of the snow hill, raised his hand and gently tapped the microphone, signaling the wind knife to come. He then leaned back into the thick snow hill, concentrating his mind.
Chapter completed!