Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 949 Cutting the Wheat



Chapter 949 Cutting the Wheat

The Siberian snowfield is covered with snow all year round, and there is no cover in sight, and the flat terrain cannot hide anyone at all.But the twenty Qi-refining monks in white clothes Shengxue traveled all the way without leaving even their footprints.

The speed was extremely fast, like a gust of wind, it disappeared into the vast snowfield in a flash.

At such a speed, even the satellites in the sky may only be able to capture a vague shadow.The wind and snow were a little stronger, and the harsh natural environment of the training camp became their protective color.

When they were about [-] kilometers away from the training camp, twenty qi-refining monks all put a talisman on their bodies, and the figure that could not be seen clearly disappeared immediately. This was specially given by Fan Denglong before leaving. their invisibility.

Not only them, except for the ninja clan with special abilities, all Hydralisk mercenary members are also affixed with talismans.

Of course, Hydralisk mercenaries are now only waiting hundreds of miles away.They didn't have the lightness skills of Qi refining monks, nor did they have the Five Elements escape technique of the ninja clan. Since they wanted to launch a surprise attack, they could only wait for the two groups to turn the Siberian Snow Wolf training camp into deaf and blind before proceeding.

In other words, Hydralisk only played the role of scouting and final cleaning of the battlefield in this mission, and the real main force was the disciples of Wudang Qi Refining Period, the ninja clan and Jun Wuzui.

These people have already entered within [-] kilometers of the Siberian Snow Wolf training camp, but judging from the current situation, the Siberian Snow Wolf training camp still hasn't noticed anything wrong.

The training is still going on, and two thousand ragged killers with old guns are rushing towards the forty genetic people. At first, they thought that even if they had something in their hands, even a single bullet would be enough to knock them down. Down.These people even think that in the end it is their own people who kill their own people.

However, they soon realized that they were wrong.

The bullets were fired one after another, and many people could guarantee that the guns hit the vital points, but the forty people still stood, unshakable like a mountain.

Some people started to be surprised, but some did not believe in evil and continued to shoot.

But the result is forever irreversible.

Forty people stood there expressionless, with their hands hanging down. Although they didn't hold a knife, their hands were better than a steel knife.

The distance between the two sides is less than ten meters. In such a close situation, thermal weapons are not as good as close combat.A large number of people abandoned their guns and rushed towards the gene man in silence.

However, soon someone fell down.

They didn't die during the battle with the genetic people. In fact, they were still one step away from the genetic people.

These people died at the hands of their own people, and those who rushed to the front were directly swept to death by random guns from behind.

This turn of events seemed abrupt and caught off guard, but in fact it could only be said to be within the expectations of the instructors.

"From now until the end of the training, don't blame me for not reminding you, trusting the people around you will only lead you into the arms of death faster."

From the first day of entering the Snow Wolf training camp, the first sentence of the instructor in charge of teaching them was to instill such a concept in them, because people around you might hand out knives to you at any time.

If he died in this situation, those instructors would never stand up and say a word.

Idiots are not qualified to stand in the Snow Wolf training camp.

Of course, for the group of people who shot, these instructors only have one comment, idiots.

Even making such a decision without knowing what kind of people he was facing and the strength of his opponent was simply more stupid than the group of people who rushed to the front.

No one knew that these two thousand rookies who survived several times of life-and-death elimination were just experimental products used by the Philop family to test the strength of the new generation of genetic humans.

In other words, whether the 2000 people here can survive is determined by the combat effectiveness of this new generation of genetic people, not by themselves.

If the genetic people were strong, the 2000 of them would have to feed the hungry wolves obediently and shoot their companions. That would be a stupid decision.

The rookie killer and the gene man finally started a hand-to-hand battle, but at that moment, everyone was desperate.

Hard fish scales grew out of the forty gene-humans, and there were thin nails growing on their fingers, which could easily cut through human skin, and it would only take an instant for them to penetrate into the chest.

Blood flowers bloomed in the air, howling everywhere.

Gene Man easily shredded the chests of one rookie after another, as unstoppable as a tiger entering a herd of sheep.

The team of nearly 2000 people collapsed when they first came into contact with the genetic people.

During the more than half a year here, all the killing skills taught by the instructors have been used, but the other party can't even stop.

The hard scales completely blocked all attacks. What's even more frightening is that even if you found a flaw and stabbed the opponent's body with a sharp dagger, you could still see the opponent bleeding profusely one moment ago, but suddenly the next moment It was found that the wounds on his body were recovering rapidly.

This is simply a monster.

The rookie killers who were still complacent collapsed, and those who rushed to the front could no longer show that cold expression, just like the expressions they had when they came to this training camp to kill a death row prisoner with their own hands on the first day. There are overwhelmed.

No one can keep calm anymore.

The people behind pushed the people in front vigorously, and those who stood behind started to retreat, but soon, a row of machine guns bursting into flames.

"Piggies, if you want to live, go ahead."

The burly instructor held a machine gun and a cigar in one mouthful, showing a ferocious smile.

There are fierce tigers in front and pursuers behind. It is already a desperate situation. If you just want to escape, it will be a dead end.

It's better to rush forward, but there may be a way out.

Why forward and not backward?

First, from the day they entered the training camp, these instructors have always appeared as devils. Their disregard for human life and trampling on life is enough to make these rookies feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Moreover, although the front is fierce, there are at least 40 people. If thousands of people can attack together, they may not be unable to survive.

Although this kind of thinking is stupid, it also shows that people can do anything under adversity.

The bloodthirsty instructor was grinning, the gene man was crushing step by step, and the two thousand blood-stained killers were like shivering lambs.

In the sky, streaks of white light flashed across, and there were tens of thousands of long swords.

In the eyes of the killers, the gene people who existed like gods of war fell down one by one, like ripe wheat being cut off one by one.

(End of this chapter)


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