After determining the general direction, Principal Wolf and the other three also moved toward the mouth of the canyon by the river.
After walking for a short distance, the black tiger suddenly stopped and stared into the distance.
"Stop, stop..." Zimei quickly whispered.
The three of them immediately hunkered down and hid behind the bushes, pulling their necks and looking forward. After a while, Principal Wolf noticed the situation. There were three figures, a hundred meters away from them, lying on a large rock.
, looking towards him.
"Who are they?" Principal Wolf asked.[
"I don't know, they must have seen the light of our flashlights, then stopped and looked at who we are," Zimei said.
"It's possible, maybe it's Fujiki Takeharu's group of rubbish! Zimei, when we prepare, do you know how to use a submachine gun?" Principal Wolf thought of a question that should have been thought of earlier.
"Yeah, I don't seem to be very good at using it... Hurry up and teach me..." Zimei also suddenly realized.
Principal Wolf began to give a professional explanation: "A submachine gun is a weapon between a rifle and a pistol. There are several ways to use it. It can be aimed and fired over the shoulder like a rifle, or it can be fired with a flat end, or it can even be fired with one hand like a pistol.
Look, the main thing is to open the safety, load the gun, pull the trigger, change the magazine..."
Principal Wolf said while skillfully performing a series of skillful movements on the Thompson gun.
"Pig shit, you can do it, you, who taught you?"
"You've played a lot of computer games, and you have to be able to do it even if you don't know how to do it. Besides, don't forget, I'm still a weapons enthusiast. I was also exposed to submachine guns when I was a child. My father taught me about it at that time," Principal Wolf said.
"Well, your dad looks good, he is..."
"Sister Zimei, Principal Lang, please stop talking, those three people seem to be coming towards us..." Wenwen, who was in charge of the lookout, said hurriedly.
"What?" Principal Lang hurriedly pointed the loaded submachine gun in the direction of the big stone. Naturally, Zimei followed suit and aimed the gun.
Under the night, as expected, those three shadows, taking advantage of the cover of the rocks and trees in the canyon, evaded and approached Principal Wolf and the other three!
Principal Wolf suddenly became very nervous, and the palm of his hand holding the gun was sweating! He knew very well that this might be the first time in his life that he had a real fight with someone! It would be abnormal not to be nervous.
Looking at Zimei again, although the expression on her face cannot be clearly seen, judging from her stiff body posture, she is also very nervous. After all, they are not facing prey, but people with weapons!
They are engaged in a life-and-death battle. As soon as the gun goes off, someone might die immediately! Don't be nervous, that's definitely fake, unless Principal Wolf and the others are lunatics and don't know how to live or die.
In addition to gaining some superficial combat experience in the game, in actual combat, Principal Wolf knows nothing about combat experience!
But he understood one thing: first hide yourself, protect yourself first, then you can have a chance, and then kill your opponent with one blow! So, he muttered to Zimei for a while, and the two of them separated slightly, each hiding under a big tree.
Behind the tree trunk, aim your gun!
Although he was nervous, Principal Wolf found it more exciting! This was not a game, not an acting, but a real battle that could kill people every minute! More cold sweat broke out in his palms, and his back was also dripping with sweat! His heart was racing
Speed up the beat!
But he can't show it, he has to be calm and set an example for Zi Mei Wenwen next to him. Otherwise, if he weakens, their defense line will inevitably collapse, and the price paid may be his life!
Therefore, even though his heart was tumbling violently, his body language was as calm as Mount Tai.[
Just when Principal Wolf thought that a firefight was inevitable, the three figures did not move. They stopped and poked their heads from time to time to observe what was happening on Principal Wolf's side.
"Grandson, are you scared?" Principal Wolf chuckled to himself. After laughing, his nervousness naturally decreased a lot. It turns out that people are also afraid of the three of them.