Steel Steam and Flame

"Don't be careful, I have already met. He is much faster than you, and he even got in and killed a lot of us." Shanna replied, "When you come back, we will discuss specific matters, the airship. It will take some time for the people to come down. We can make a good plan for the encirclement. The major is not dead, and there are a few captains left. The most threatening enemy has not yet been greatly impacted."

"And the one who ran away." Sitney added, "Patient prey. Regardless of whether there is luck in it, be careful. The fangs that counterattack in the end can easily kill as a hunter. Of us."

"of course."

Communication is disconnected here. Sitney was able to rush back, and Shanna felt a little relieved. Then I contacted the people on the airship, and it was Frey who answered the question. Time was short, Baibeila and the others had only reached half of Xuefeng's position, and they met the team that was rushing past to surround the enemy, so they followed along.

The three of them have always been unwilling, especially Bai Bella. I thought it was a thorn in my heart. Only by seeing the person's body and then shooting a few more shots at him, might he get better. I don’t know if it’s a mental illness, but at this moment, Baibeila didn’t seriously consider this matter. He just wanted to rush down the mountain as soon as possible, and then join the fight to get a little more points, preferably someone who can fight the enemy. The person with the status of captain gets on the side and improves the final evaluation of his assessment.

The actual physical fitness of the group of people who rushed down again has to be lowered a step, otherwise they will not return to the airship in advance. But for Major Barron and them, no matter how strong they are, they cannot bear it.

A large team of nearly fifty or sixty people is still at the foot of the mountain. Most of the people are carrying artillery, or explosives that can kill you. It was Sanna who asked them to do this, saying that it was a gift to the enemy. Although neither side knows each other, as a person who has learned aristocratic etiquette, it should be polite to express heartfelt gratitude to the enemy's greetings and gifts.

There are not many trees at the foot of the mountain, and the surroundings are mostly hard rocks. The strong wind blows a lot of snow here, and the snow is thicker than other places. Blizzard will not stop in a short time, and will gradually increase. They braved the cold wind and leaned on the faintly disappearing light in the woods as a guide.

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Cassia stood on an ancient tree without turning on the flashlight, and it was dark. He looked ahead, and through the overlapping tree trunks, he could still catch a little faint flares light.

The enemy continued to move towards Xuefeng, and was gradually approaching the majors who had stopped. With this clothes stripped from the enemy, it seems that there is no possibility of getting into the enemy again.

Glancing at the mechanical watch, it shows that the current time is about ten and a half. After the temperature dropped a few degrees, it gradually stabilized. As Cassia felt the cold herself, there was no need to talk about the situation on the major's side. Touching the bullet bag and magazine in the dark to count the ammunition on her body, Cassia thought about what to do next.

Rush over to meet the major? It does not seem to be a rational decision, and it is also inappropriate. Needless to say, the danger involved, but also to avoid the enemy and rush past behind the major team. The major's level of danger is far higher than that of his own. If he doesn't abandon the ordinary soldiers and wants to lead them through the current predicament, it seems that there is no possibility of success at all. The enemy also knew that they were gathered together and did not give the major and several other captains a chance to defeat them one by one.

It's better to be a jammer on the sidelines. When the situation is not right, you can also use these feet to escape this area at a very fast speed. In Cassia's view, the major's failure is doomed, and the current situation and state of the two sides are too far apart. The enemy still has the surplus to continue fighting, but there is no appreciable situation from the major.

Jumping out of the tree, Cassia quietly returned to the enemy's back following the traces that had just been opened in the snow. He wanted to take advantage of the gunshots in the front and release a cold gun from the dark to relieve the major and them. Some pressure.

Although it has nothing to do with himself, Cassia still wants to do something within his power. Even if he came to the front for training, and that Lieutenant Uncle Doyle should also follow the major, this was the only person in the volcano base who had some contact with Cassia. At the same time, it can be regarded as another form of repaying the captain of the twelfth team for diverting a wave of enemies and giving him a chance to survive the pursuit. Even though the captain of the twelve team might not have thought so much, Cassia knew that if he followed him with the sniper, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

It was an enemy with a pair of extremely sharp eyes, which gave Cassia a great illusion, as if it was not affected by darkness in a certain range, and even those huge ancient trees appeared in her eyes in a strange way. Become transparent.

It's really like an owl crouching in the dark and deep woods, always treating them as rats crawling on the ground. Only when you see a fat prey, will you flap your wings, spread your sharp claws to kill the prey, and then return to the tree to slowly enjoy your meal.

This is what Cassia knows in textbooks, the habit of a predatory owl sitting deep in the woods. Applying it to the sniper at this moment is not without any inappropriateness. Being forced to break away from the enemy team and unable to use covert methods to reduce the number of enemies is also due to the strange perception power of this female sniper. Or the owl-like eyes are not an exaggeration.

Not long ago, Cassia even wondered whether the eye was directly transplanted through surgery. Taking dragon tissue transplantation technology as a starting point, transplanting tissues of organisms other than the second type of biological dragons seems to be a feasible research direction.

Because when he got into the enemy, he had secretly observed the sniper and felt deeply about it. I thought of killing it with a few shots directly, but the perception of spreading was too strong, Cassia did not find an entry point, and there was no chance to get close ~www.ltnovel.com~ and soon after entering the enemy , He also felt this sniper's suspicion of him. The line of sight fixed on him has become a bit more, and the frequency has gradually become more frequent. I thought I was too careful, but now it seems that leaving the enemy team immediately is the right choice.

Standing behind the enemy and no longer advancing, Cassia hid behind an old tree full of bullet holes, and there was a **** corpse at his feet that was destroyed by a steel bomb. The head is gone, it should be the indiscriminate refill of the corpse as the enemy advances. Escape by disguising as a corpse is also a feasible and effective method. But the enemy doesn't seem to eat this set. Most of the things that both sides know are equal.

It was about six hundred meters away from the enemy's rear, a minimum safe distance estimated by Cassia himself. The effective perception of the female sniper seemed to end here. Within a circular radius of about six hundred meters, it was when Cassia felt the most pressure, a subtle touch on his body told him that he was completely exposed to the enemy's eyes.

Controlling the distance between the two, Cassia carefully followed behind, waiting for the moment when the gunfire sounded again.

"It should be the last time at that time." He thought, "Neither side wants to consume it anymore. Neither mind nor body can sustain the battle for too long in such an environment. After that, no matter what. leave here."