Chapter 561

Several people are also taking advantage of this opportunity to attack the U.S. special operations team, but their chance is only that moment. After all, it was a specially trained team. After paying a price of 12, they all hid one after another. Through the instrument, although the otaku can find each other's position, it's too difficult to kill each other one by one. Maybe it's still possible if the person is there.

On the other hand, Bob knew what must have happened when he found out he had a lot of contact with the special operations team. Although he didn't know the detailed process of the matter, he could imagine that the special operation team was definitely in trouble. In comparison, the special operations team is more valuable. Even if the loss of these people behind them is greater, what can we do?

Thinking of this, Bob asked the US troops behind him to suppress the two groups. Although we can't kill the people of group 2, for this reason, the people of group 2 dare not show their heads for fear that they will be attacked by stray bullets. On the one hand, they had to face the special operation team, on the other hand, they did not dare to attack. For a time, the two groups fell into a dilemma.

At this time, a cobra's voice came from the ears of the two groups: "take the antidote on you first."

Hearing what Cobra said, people suddenly understood that Cobra wanted to make a toxic attack. The throwing knife is beside long Zetian. Each of the two groups carries the antidote specially prepared for the poison of Cobra. While putting the antidote in his mouth, the Throwing Knife stuffed another antidote into the mouth of dragon Zaitian. The Dragon knew in heaven that the Throwing Knife would never harm himself at this time. Moreover, he also took one just now. Obviously, this was an attack. Therefore, the Dragon swallowed the antidote without any resistance in heaven.

When the radio heard that everyone had taken the antidote, the cobra suddenly broke a thread. Then he raised his hand and shot through a bottle hanging on the tree.

Suddenly heard the sound of the gun. While hiding, the people of the special operation team fired at the place where the sound of the gun came. No one cared about the broken bottle on the tree.

After that shot, the cobra quickly hid. He's not. If he's still hiding there, he might be shot into a sieve. Facts have proved that his approach is very correct. At this time, where the cobra was lying, it had been forcibly concave by various bullets.

The cobra, who had come to one side, looked at the liquid dripping from the broken bottle and couldn't help showing a cruel cold in his eyes. The liquid dispersed into a fog in mid air and filled the air. The special operation team, which was searching for the members of the second group, suddenly felt uncomfortable after breathing a few times. Then someone leaned and kept foaming in his mouth. Obviously, he was poisoned.

If it was just a person, some people might think he was bitten by some poison. However, there are people like this one after another. No matter how stupid the team is, they also know they are poisoned. Immediately, those people quickly shut their breath, "stabbed" and tore a piece of cloth from their body, sprinkled some water on it, covered their mouth and nose, and then their eyes were sharp to find the place where the two groups of people were.

The members of the team didn't expect that they and others first failed the sneak attack, and then they were attacked by the poison fog. They haven't hurt one person of the other party, but half of them have been killed and injured. If we go on a few rounds like this, I'm afraid there will be no need for this team to exist.

The hard training and all kinds of advanced equipment on weekdays are really miserable, which is difficult for the captain of the special operation team to accept. With a fierce look in his eyes, his command was coldly conveyed: "immediately suppress the enemy with fire!" at this time, when I don't know what other attack means the second group has, perhaps fire suppression is a very good method.

Sure enough, there were more than three times more people than the second group. The scene of nearly 30 submachine guns firing together was extremely spectacular. Even in the recess, however, some bullets hit the members of the two groups through the soil. Even though they all have bulletproof vests, they don't have such good protection on their arms and legs. Therefore, even if the people hid well, several people were injured. Except that Feng miner, throwing knife and dragon were not hit in the sky, several others were also shot. In particular, the sea was shot. This time, he was shot twice in the leg, which can be said to have temporarily lost his mobility.

Facing the immediate crisis, the faces of the two groups were ugly. In the current situation, fight hard. It's obvious that you can't fight each other. But if you want to escape, you can't escape. What's more, there are three more wounded than before. It's more difficult to evacuate. In any way, the two groups seem to have fallen into death.

Looking at the approaching U.S. Army, a trace of determination appeared on the faces of the two groups. Since you can't escape, then fight to the death. Only stand to die, not kneel to live! At this time, Feng min'er looked at long zaidian with some guilt: "long, uncle long, can I call you uncle long?" after getting the affirmative answer from long zaidian, she continued: "I'm very sorry. If I had escaped with you before, I'm afraid you wouldn't..."

Before Feng min'er finished speaking, long waved weakly in the sky: "don't say this. If it weren't for me, you would be fine. I've lived so long and enough. It's worth it to come out and breathe fresh air before I die. By the way, give me a gun. Even if I die, I won't go back!"

Feng min'er knew that the Dragon said in the sky that he would not go back would not be caught back to the base. Imagine that the Dragon had disappeared in the sky for so long. I'm afraid he had suffered a lot in that base. Knowing that the dragon was firm in the sky, Feng min'er didn't say much, but silently handed over a pistol. After the Dragon took the gun in the sky, he suddenly smiled: "son, do you like my son?"

"Ah?" suddenly hearing this question, Feng min'er didn't know how to answer for a moment. However, when she saw the overlapping smile of the dragon in the sky and the dragon cloud, she nodded, "well."

"Do you regret it?" long Zaitian was not surprised at Feng miner's answer, but continued to ask.

"No regrets!" Feng min'er shook her head heavily. "I like him. Although there may be no results, I will never regret it. Just, I may never see him again. Maybe he will remember me as a silly girl..."