Chapter 159

It was me who followed closely. If we didn't run at this time, we would have no chance. Finally, the uninjured Raider and fireman shot indiscriminately and followed in successively. Behind us, the other party's front line had been pressed up. Bullets and shells chased us like locusts. If we were slower, we would be dragged by the other party.

After a brief discussion, we immediately decided to drill down the ice hole melted by the nightmare beast just now. It's very dangerous to continue to advance through the cracks inside the glacier. God knows when those cracks are wide and narrow. When being chased and bitten by a tiger, no one has the opportunity to make a hole in the glacier like just now. Moreover, in our current situation, we are unable to resist these enemy forces with heavy firepower, let alone 30% of our wounded. It is likely that troops will arrive in the follow-up of the enemy. Taking into account various factors, this small circular well must be under way at present.

Sol blew up the entrance passage and tried to wait as long as possible. The sea snake put down the rope and dropped down first. After landing, he saw his lightning flash everywhere and said on the radio, "there's a lot of space below. The monster doesn't know where to go."

Others don't talk much nonsense. First, the four person group in South Africa and the wounded, followed by shopkeeper Qian and Lao Hei who put the host on with earplugs and headgear. I'm at the back.

Who knows, while I was pulling the rope to jump down, I saw someone on the other side trying to get in along the cleaned channel, but it was blocked by several pieces of ice the size of a single bed, and only half of me squeezed in. At this time, half of my body had jumped into the ice cave. The man pulled a grenade from the tactical vest with his squeezed hand, pulled off the insurance and threw it at me.

Before the head completely sank into the ice cave, according to the throwing angle of the man, I had judged that the shot thunder would surely fall into the hole. After all, it is not very difficult to throw a big hole with a diameter of 45 meters from such a short distance. But then it's hard for me. If I want to land in front of a grenade, I must fall to death. If I control the descent speed like a vertical descent, my teammates who have gone down in front of me will be killed or injured.

So I crossed my heart, tightened the rope with both hands, stopped myself 5 or 6 meters away from the entrance of the hole, looked up and looked up. Almost as soon as I stopped, the grenade arrived, and a circular dark shadow flashed under the hand lightning on my helmet.

I tightened the rope with both hands and kicked it with one leg. I turned half a body in the air, then judged the whereabouts of the grenade, raised my legs and kicked it up. This time, I used full strength to kick such a big iron pimple. Although the interlayer in front of the military boots is wrapped with engineering plastics as hard as steel, it still makes my feet ache. If ordinary shoes are expected to sacrifice a few toenails or even one or two small bones.

After I kicked the grenade, I didn't know where it hit, it bounced back to the hole, and then it exploded without saying a word. There was a close sound in the hole. My ears were buzzing like hundreds of male cicadas with metal wings courting in my ears at the same time. But the more serious problem is that the rope tied to the hole above was blown off. As soon as I loosened my hand, I thought it was bad.

Take out the ice pick tied to my back and scrape it to the ice wall nearest to me, hoping to fix my body with the help of the ice pick like a mountain climber in distress. If it's an ordinary environment, this may work. But I was surrounded by blue black ice that had been squeezed for many years. The hardness was far from that of ordinary ice and snow combinations. With a hard pick, I only chiseled out a white spot. The depth was not enough to fix my body. Immediately, I fell vertically like a sack.

The idea of "I can't die before the nightmare beast dies" coupled with the instinct of survival made me secrete adrenaline rapidly, and my skill was much faster. At the same time, try to stick the anti-skid claw on the shoe to the cave wall to slow down the falling speed as much as possible. At the same time, he waved the ice pick in his hand again and again, hoping to hang a bulge, but the hole was melted on the ice with temperature, and there was no place to hang it at all.

It seems that I will be killed alive this time. I began to pray in my heart that Lao hei and shopkeeper Qian would finish what I didn't do and kill the nightmare beast. I don't want to go halfway along huangquan road and follow my beautiful girlfriend. After all, she still has more than 800 years to live, and I can live another 80 years at most. The premise is that everyone can live to 100 years old with highly developed medicine.

Just before I gave up hope, at the last knock, the ice pick suddenly broke through the ice and hung on it, but immediately followed by a crash, a large piece of ice was pulled down by me, but I also took this opportunity to grasp it up, climbed on something with my left hand, fixed my body with the ice pick again, and I tried to climb up and went into a small hole.

Sitting inside, I took a breath, calmed down my heart beating violently due to excessive force and shock, and looked at my environment. It looks like another hole, but it's not the ice hole in the glacier, but a part of the mountain. It seems that this is the junction between the glacier and the mountain at the bottom of the valley.

This fake cave is perpendicular to the ice cave melted by the nightmare beast at high temperature. If the nightmare beast deviates a little more, the ice at the entrance of the cave will be completely melted and exposed. But just now there was only a layer of ice left at the hole, so it was pierced by an ice pick. Sitting here, I felt the wind blowing from the deep of the hole. It seemed that it was not a dead end.

I have no time to thank this life-saving cave. I buckle the radio and ask Lao Hei to turn off their flashlight. Don't make a sound. First retreat to the extension direction of the cave. I'll find the exit and meet them later. Because looking up from my position, I can see the light of tactical flashlight flashing at the entrance of the ice cave above my head. It seems that the enemy has pushed away those things in the way.

Lao Hei, with the wounded, should not be convenient for me, so I want to lead the enemy to the cave that doesn't know where to lead, and at least let them disperse some troops to chase me, so as to reduce the pressure on Lao Hei's side. Moreover, tracking the transmitter on the host requires equipment such as satellites, and the signal shielding here is very strong, so I think the plan should succeed.

So I disassembled the sniper gun, received it in my backpack, pulled out the g36c, opened the butt and aimed upward, waiting for the opportunity to kill the first enemy who came out to check the situation. From my point of view, there was still some light. Unexpectedly, the first thing I saw was a strange gun stretched out. With the help of night vision equipment, I want to swear when I look carefully. They hold an Israeli corner

Shot

APR (corner shooting system) is using the camera on the gun to view the situation from the next point. This gun is equipped with a small screen on the gun body, just like the principle of digital camera. The low light level camera and tactical flashlight are installed in the front half of the gun, so that the shooter can view the battlefield without exposing his body, which is very popular with the anti-terrorism forces.

But today, I was the one who got a headache from this thing. In this way, my wishful thinking failed. I had no choice but to pull the trigger at the gun that can turn 90 degrees, and then turn around and withdraw.

Not surprisingly, this shot attracted a lot of fire from the other side. I immediately withdrew my head and climbed to the deep hole. I believe these well-trained killers can judge the location of the hole from the direction of the bullet and find it. Now my only worry is not to climb. If I encounter a stone crack that can't be drilled, I will be completely stupid, There is no other way to go but to fight to death.

Considering the number and ferocity of the enemies chasing me, I climb very quickly. If I hold a 100 meter speed climbing sports event, whether it is the children's group or the adult group, I can get a good place at my current speed.

Not long after climbing, a small gap between two huge rocks appeared, which can make people straighten up. I reluctantly squeezed through and entered another stone cave with a larger space. There is no light here. The sense of claustrophobia from the pavement and the loneliness that my teammates are not around make me a little flustered. But the footsteps coming from behind me cheer me up and move forward bravely. Sometimes, in fact, the enemy is also an important part of a man's life. At least, the ferocious enemy will make you forget your weakness and become stronger.

Like a mountain mouse foraging for food, I drilled in the stone cracks in the mountain that made the maze look ashamed for a long time. I had to set up one or two mines from time to time. What slowed down the enemy's footsteps? I finally found a stone crack sandwiched between two boulders and observed the height with a flashlight. It should be possible to reach the same level of Lao hei and them. Ignoring the rock nails and ropes, I was also sieved when I finished. I carried the gun behind my back, supported my hands and feet on the rocks on both sides, and began to move down with the "chimney" climbing method.

After climbing vertically for more than 40 meters, the light of tactical flashlight flashed again. It seems that they judged that I was the only one killed, so they became a little arrogant. These people do have two skills. At least none of the booby traps I arranged blew up. They should have removed them.

After the flashlight flashed a few times, it shone up and down respectively. It was easy to find me. At the moment when the flashlight swept me, I released my hands and feet and jumped down. The bullet hit the rock where I had just stopped, scraped a long string of sparks, formed a jumping bullet, and flew past my helmet.

From the place where I just let go, I fell on a platform without too high a distance. This is what I observed just now, but after I fell, I found that the ground was not flat, but a strange arc shape and inclined in one direction. Before I could stand still, I slipped and fell, and then rolled down the slope like a crab meat stick