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Chapter 1020 Final Winner (34)

Night has completely fallen, and under the scattered perception and sound detection, there is still no one around.

"It seems that they are planning to come here early tomorrow morning, or after a long journey, they also need time to rest and prepare for the next action." Cassia opened her eyes and said to herself, then closed her eyes again, dimly

In the middle, he took out the revolver, loaded the bullets and put it aside. Finally, he grabbed the pneumatic sword and held it tightly. He leaned against the ice wall. Through the transmission of sound through the ice layer, he could clearly perceive the sound.

The range is expanded. The sound of subtle footsteps can also be captured by Cassia's hearing, so that responses can be made at any time.

Time began to flow past in the dark night, and Cassia fell into a semi-sleep state, but her thoughts were running rapidly as if she was trapped in a dream.

After thinking about a lot of things, Cassia made a list of things that needed to be dealt with after the assessment. Cassia put the doubtful points of many things in the depths of her memory one by one, whether they were important or unimportant but missed. This time

It was like an inspection and overhaul of oneself, all of which were carefully filtered. After all, he will become another person soon, entering the empire with a new and flawless identity. Cassia hopes that he will not

This rare opportunity will be ruined due to some negligence.

At the same time, the dark night blocked everything outside the ice cave, and the lack of light made vision a burden at this moment. In a temporarily dug ice cave, Andrew and more than 30 people sat quietly by the fire, taking advantage of the fire.

They silently checked and organized their equipment under the firelight. Soon, some people lowered their heads and rested, and some people quietly stared at the red light.

Not long ago, Andrew and several captains had compared the map. As long as they walked through another mountain peak, there would be a location for them to bury supplies. Although most of the supplies had been taken away, the relative reduction in the number of people was still enough. So it was early.

He gave the order without saving. Most of the people in the team were mercenaries who had been selected and formally trained. Andrew knew their characters and habits. The order seemed a bit redundant. But thinking of the danger hidden in the enemy, he still chose

remind.

After finishing the food in his hand, Andrew dragged several backpacks next to him, opened them one by one, and took out the contents. In one of the backpacks was a set of seemingly ordinary combat uniforms. Elite members of the army were on a mission.

The kind that is often used. The difference lies in the material and structure, which enhances the bulletproof performance and also removes extra pockets and hanging accessories on the outside.

Inside the other three backpacks, you can see soft padding for cushioning under the firelight. Between the pads are neat rows of special steel-cased bombs. They are all smaller in size, about half the size of ordinary steel-cased bombs.

.Their power is between the ordinary type and the enhanced type. What they reduce is the amount of shrapnel used as the main means of killing.

What is powerful is just the impact force generated by the explosion of the platinum gunpowder inside, and because another material is used, the size of the shrapnel will be larger, and the number of shrapnel is only less than half of the ordinary number. It seems to be designed to facilitate carrying more quantities.

As for the clothes made in this way, Andri unfolded the clothes, and you could see that there were numerous hooks inside the clothes, the sizes and spacing of which were just right for the steel-cased bombs in the backpack.

Taking out two of them and knocking them gently, Andri nodded with satisfaction at the crisp collision sound, and quietly hung them one by one in his clothes. He did not forget to check the fuse of each one. It is a customized product.

He knew the danger. The detonation time was very short, only one second. Although the stability was greatly improved after the improvement, it was hung so densely in one piece of clothing. Even if one of them did not explode, it did not detonate the others.

It's possible. But with his body in normal condition, Andrew doesn't have the confidence to withstand the power of even one of them.

Surgery strengthens various basic abilities and physical strength. But as long as there are no surgical developments in specific fields, this body will face guns and bombs, and the result will be the same as that of most ordinary humans. It's just that platinum bullets hit ordinary people.

In humans, a big hole may be blown directly, and the body may be disconnected. But in the operator's body, the big hole becomes the size of two or three adult hands. But the final result is the same. Without treatment, there is no extreme strength.

The self-healing ability will lead to death.

Looking at the clothes covered with steel-cased bombs in front of him, Andrew smiled. Putting it aside, he then took out the pistol and pneumatic sword on his body and inspected them one by one.

As late at night, several fires gradually lost their momentum, leaving only weak flames. Except for the two captains of the family, everyone else had already rested.

Hearing the movement of a captain approaching at this time, Andrew looked over and said: "Be careful tomorrow. You can regard the enemy as a ferocious creature that is crazy because of injuries. It will be good with this mentality."

"I'm worried about the other pursuers."

"That person?" Andrew loaded the pistol, then picked up the pneumatic sword and examined it carefully under the firelight. The captain on the side nodded, then threw a little fuel into the fire, and the flames quickly started to move.

"As long as we end this battle as soon as possible, it doesn't matter what happens next. That man is indeed very dangerous. Priscilla's attacks before his death did not kill him, but only caused injuries. But that's okay, this is good for me.

"I haven't thought of any other way to avoid the damage caused by extremely high current besides resisting hard." Andrew smiled, "Don't forget, we have been catching up for so long, did you see that behind you?

A human figure coming?"

"Ounes and the others will not let him catch up easily. Without the team composed of all crazy wolves, we encounter the wolf king, and it is a wolf king who obviously does not have much experience. There is a good chance of escape.

If you have this energy for thinking, it’s best to leave it to tomorrow morning.”

After a long time, about thirty people woke up almost at the same time. The flames burst out instantly, and the temperature in the ice seemed to have picked up a little. Andrew opened his eyes, and when he was completely awake, he looked at the mechanical watch and started talking to the others.

Proofreading time.

In the dim light of the early morning, a group of people emerged from the ice cave and slowly came to the end of the obvious trace in front of them. Andrew pointed in front of him, and several people immediately jumped out of the team, using firecrackers as shovels and digging.

A thick layer of snow opened up, and a compacted trace covered by snow was exposed to the brighter light.

It also has an obvious tunnel-like appearance, with crawling traces pointing forward in a zigzag direction.

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