C42 There will be a battle!

Dong Jianrong could not help but clench his teeth, holding onto the sniper rifle tightly, he quickly locked onto the 'Falcon' 's first general, Lin Mo. In his eyes, this man was the most dangerous person, naturally becoming the first target for Su Yun to kill.

When a bullet almost passed by Zhang Minghai's forehead, Zhang Minghai couldn't help but lower his body and secretly grit his teeth. His pace didn't slow down in the slightest as he shot towards the ambush point of the enemy like an arrow.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Minghai had already rushed into the enemy's ambush zone, with Li Liqun and Li Liqun behind him. They spontaneously released a firepower cover, the two of them were extremely accurate snipers, and the moment they attacked, the 'big sized man' special forces received a strong firepower impact.

Although Dong Jianrong was not familiar with Zhang Minghai and Li Liqun, he was very familiar with Lin Mo. Seeing that Lin Mo was nearing his defensive perimeter, he immediately gave the order to stop Lin Mo, and as for Zhang Minghai and Li Liqun, they would first take care of Lin Mo.

Seeing that the fire was getting fiercer and fiercer, Lin Mo shot at the two of them as if he did not need any money, but Zhang Minghai and Li Liqun who were at the front already rushed into the enemy's defense.

Lin Mo frowned. No matter how angry he was at this moment, he couldn't force his head out. He found a place with a slightly lower terrain to hide, and following that, a row of bullet holes appeared in the ground that he had left behind.

"F * ck, they're really afraid of making a name for themselves!" Lin Mo spat out the mud in his mouth, his face full of anger.

The sounds of gunfire did not stop, Lin Mo did not dare to peek his head out, only hearing the sound of gunshots hitting the ground. Due to the rain, the mud from the bullets kept falling onto Lin Mo, causing the two of them to frown, but they did not dare to make any movements.

And right at this moment, Zhang Minghai and Li Liqun had already entered the ambush circle of the big group. And at this time, when Dong Jianrong was about to eliminate the two 'fish out of the net,' he suddenly realised, he had actually put in two Flood Dragons inside.

Zhang Minghai's rapid gun was famous for its continuous shooting in the air. In the Hunting Hawk squadron, no one could break his shooting speed, and his shooting speed was even faster. Almost before the members of the 'burly man' squad could even aim, Zhang Minghai's bullets had already exploded in the air and fiercely nailed into their bodies with a sharp whistling sound.

Fast, too fast. It was as if Zhang Minghai didn't need to aim at all, because he was aiming at all times, and all he needed to do was shoot!

Just then, a cold and murderous face suddenly appeared in Dong Jianrong's mind, shocking him to the point that his pupils suddenly shrank down — — Captain of the 'Falcon' platoon, Zhang Minghai!

However, it was already too late. Zhang Minghai's rapid rifle ripped a hole through the encirclement of the 'big man' special forces. The members of the 'Falcon' immediately concentrated their fire upon them. The 'big man' special forces' special forces' sniper rifle range was immediately cut off.

Seeing that, Lin Mo and Li Liqun immediately exchanged a look, and at the same time, ran out of the hidden location, with their sniper rifles in hand, they sprinted towards the 'big sized man' army.

At this moment, there was no longer any so-called rear. The entire battlefield was in chaos. The casualties had skyrocketed. Although it was just an exercise, everyone could smell the thick smoke and blood.

Holding one of Zhang Minghai's assault rifles in his hand, Zhang Minghai's eyes burned with anger as he shot it into the enemy's body, killing them.

At this moment, a sharp sound of wind whistled from behind him. Zhang Minghai didn't even think as he slightly leaned to the side and raised the assault rifle in his hand to block it.

'Bang! ' The sound of a whip striking flesh was heard. Zhang Minghai felt as if half of his body had been cut off. It was so painful that he nearly lost his breath.

Another whipping sound was heard. Zhang Minghai's eyes narrowed slightly as his pair of sharp and cold eyes were filled with a biting cold killing intent. He quickly retreated backwards, and the whip seemed to graze against the corner of Zhang Minghai's clothes as it flew towards him.

Just then, Zhang Minghai raised his head to look at the attacker, the one holding the whip was the 'big sized man' troop's leader, Dong Jianrong!

What a powerful whip art!

Zhang Minghai did not dare to be negligent at all, and stared at Dong Jianrong vigilantly with all his might.

Who would have thought that in this era when firearms were completely substitutes for weapons, there would actually be someone who would use a whip that only appeared in ancient costume TV dramas. This made Zhang Minghai somewhat surprised.

No matter how fast Dong Jianrong's whip was, could it be faster than Zhang Minghai's assault rifle?

Thinking of this, Zhang Minghai suddenly raised the assault rifle in his hands. However, before Zhang Minghai could shoot, the whip had already let out a sharp whistling sound as it flew towards Zhang Minghai's face, engulfing him with killing intent that filled the sky.

Zhang Minghai didn't even think and subconsciously raised his spear to block. The whip hit Zhang Minghai's hand with a "pa" sound. Instantly, a hideous bloody wound appeared on his hand, with flesh torn open.

Zhang Minghai couldn't help but grit his teeth. The back of his hand, which had been hit by the whip, couldn't help but tremble. Even the assault rifle in his hand trembled.

F * ck, he's actually so fast!

Zhang Minghai looked as if he was facing a great enemy. He could no longer slack off, nor did he dare to act rashly. The whip just now had clearly warned him that his whip was faster than his spear!

Zhang Minghai licked his lips and couldn't help but feel excited. Fighting with an expert was the most satisfying thing he could do!

Dong Jianrong raised his eyebrows at Zhang Minghai, his face full of provocation. No matter how fast Zhang Minghai's spear arts were, it was not faster than his whip.

At the same time, the battle had reached its end, and with Lin Mo's participation, the situation became even more one-sided, with the 'big sized man' army completely annihilated.

"What is that kid doing?" Lin Mo looked around the battlefield, and only after he was sure that all of the âbig sized men 'had been annihilated did he raise his chin and ask Li Liqun who was at her side.

Li Liqun pursed her lips, "Fight!"

Lin Mo said softly, then glanced at the whip in Dong Jianrong's hand, and clicked his tongue, "Old Dong's whip is famous in the special forces, Zhang Minghai has met a tough opponent!"

Finished speaking, he shouted at Zhang Minghai, "Do you need any help? Only Old Dong is left as the commander in chief. I will beat him up within minutes!"

Dong Jianrong could not help but frown, a look of anger flashed past his eyes, he never thought that his originally 100% chance of winning would be turned over in an instant, and if not for Zhang Minghai holding his spear and rushing towards them frantically, at that moment, 'Wolf Teeth' and 'Falcon' would have already been boiled up in a pot!

Zhang Ming Hai smirked, his sharp eyes stared straight at Dong Jianrong, and could not help but tightly grip the assault rifle in his hands.

Just then, Zhang Ming Hai suddenly turned and flew backwards, Dong Jianrong frowned, with a little force in his hand, the whip whizzed towards Zhang Ming Hai's back.

Just as the whip was about to hit Zhang Minghai's back, Zhang Minghai's figure suddenly turned, impressively, he hid behind a big tree, following that, he leaned his body back, and in that moment, the assault rifle aimed straight at Dong Jianrong, and quickly pulled the trigger. Clank clank clank.

With a "peng" sound, white smoke emitted from Dong Jianrong's body, while Zhang Minghai's back heavily smashed into the ground, almost causing him to groan in pain.

Dong Jianrong's face could not help but show signs of regret, but he admired Zhang Minghai's spear technique. Although he did not think that when the two of them attacked at the same time, Zhang Minghai's spear might not be faster than his whip, but it had to be said, Zhang Minghai had found a way to break his whip, and that was enough to kill him in a true battle!

"Old Dong, sorry …" Lin Mo grinned and took pleasure in's misfortune.

Dong Jianrong snorted, then glanced at Zhang Minghai who was slowly getting up, and spoke with a strange tone: "Old Lin, don't be cocky too early, who can still laugh without knowing!"

After saying that, he meaningfully swept Lin Mo with his gaze, which caused Lin Mo's scalp to go numb. Only then did Dong Jianrong waved his hand, bringing the group of 'burly man's' members with him as he turned around and left.

Next, this would probably be the battlefield …

Lin Mo's eyes could not help but flash a bitter smile, and shouted at Dong Jianrong's back: "This is too boring, why didn't I let you play with me tomorrow!"

The Wolf Fang squad members looked at each other and then looked at the Eagle team members. Everyone knew one thing.

There would be a battle!

However, he hadn't expected it to be this fast!

The wound on Zhang Minghai's back split open once again, and Zhao Hai helped to apply the medicine and bandage on his back with a worried look. Lin Mo frowned as he walked over and asked: "How is it?"

Without waiting for Zhao Hai to speak, Zhang Ming Hai stood up and waved his hand, and laughed indifferently: "It's fine, I got a flesh wound."

Lin Mo squinted his eyes, "Then let's begin!"

Zhang Minghai nodded with a smile, his eyes that were as sharp as knives quickly flashed with a hint of seriousness, "Let's start!"

The members of 'Wolf Fang' and 'Falcon' couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. Their eyes flashed with a complicated look before they all turned to look at their respective captains, waiting for the two of them to make a move … …

A gentle breeze blew past. Even though it was extremely soft, it was tainted by the solemn atmosphere.

"Wolf Fang" captain Li Shengwang stared at Zhang Minghai.

Zhang Minghai and Li Shengwang stood face to face, both of their eyes were staring straight at each other, in that moment, the killing intent in their eyes was intense, even the air seemed to congeal, the killing intent was suffocating.