Panther Commando

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After platoon leader Zhang finished speaking, he looked at the wounded soldiers beside him and ordered, "Xiao Yang, you are already wounded, leave the spare magazines with me, hurry back and rest, leave it to us here!"

He followed him on the dark cover, raised his right hand to pull the gun bolt, and slowly moved the muzzle to aim at the dark mountains below. The wounded Xiao Yang didn't say a word when he heard Platoon Leader Zhang's order. He took out two grenades from his body and placed them on the rock in front of him, then lay down on the bunker, holding a grenade tightly in his right hand and staring at the hillside below.

On the steep hillside, Wan Lin dashed to the foot of the mountain in the darkness. He turned his head to look at the young monk who was running down and shouted, "Keep your distance, what are you doing so close to me? Cover behind!"

He followed the acceleration and ran forward, and couldn't help but praise the kid's light work in his heart. He knew his light skills and ran with all his strength, even Feng Dao, Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa and Bao Ya were struggling to follow him, but he didn't expect the little monk to follow him closely.

Hearing Wan Lin's shout, the little monk jumped from a rock on the hillside to a rock at the foot of the mountain. He panted violently and replied, "Yes...Yes, in fact...I...I have already followed... ...I can't keep up with you, no...you don't need to tell me."

In the boy's stammering answer, Wan Lin's figure had already appeared under the rock fifty or sixty meters away. The little monk quickly took a deep breath, followed by drilling out from under the rock, and went straight to chase behind Wan Lin. .

The little monk was telling the truth. In this kind of running with all his strength, he could barely keep up with Wan Lin's speed in a short period of time. He followed Wan Lin down the steep hill, and his breath had become very fast.

He knew that although Qinggong was good, he could no longer keep up with Wan Lin's leopard head, and his Qinggong foundation couldn't compare to this powerful leopard head.

Wan Lin rushed to the mountains two kilometers away, lying on a rock, raising his gun and aiming forward. On the top of the towering mountain in the east, a fish maw-like white has appeared, and the twinkling stars in the night sky have quietly receded. The whole mountain was already in the light of dawn before dawn, and suddenly it became hazy.

The peaks and peaks in the front are undulating, boulders stand, and black ravines are crisscrossed between the boulders. The steep mountain peaks are connected one by one, and the sharp peaks are like sharp knives piercing the sky, as if they are about to tear the dark sky.

In the haze, strange rocks and peaks stand in the mountains, and the steep hillsides are full of strange holes. Pieces of black boulders look like beasts in rage, or their eyes are wide open, or their mouths and tongues are open, and their teeth and claws are open. A strong murderous aura!

At this moment, "Ow...", a deafening leopard roar suddenly sounded from the mountains in front, and two dazzling beams of light shot out from the darkness at the same time.

Two shrill screams followed from the dimness, "da da da", "da da da", a series of rapid gunshots, almost at the same time from the front block by block.

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