Chapter 3863 Terrifying Wolves

The cold moonlight is like water, softly covering the vast ice fields. The sky is gray, and the capped icebergs reflect the moonlight like mirrors, extending the cold light far away. The visibility on the earth is high, and some slowness is heard in the gray distance. The sound of footsteps exuded a strange aura of death under the moonlight, making people shudder. Other than that, there was only the sound of the howling wind, as if the devil was whimpering.

Suddenly, several snow-white wolves walked out from the gray sky and earth. Each one was as majestic as an adult calf. They walked very slowly and calmly. Their fierce eyes were constantly searching the surroundings with a somewhat indifferent look. Death aura followed, and more wolves the size of calves appeared from under the deep moonlight.

All the wolves walked forward slowly and silently, without even a growl. Their strong and powerful yells trampled the ice and snow ground, making a popping sound. They were not uniform, but they were trampled at the same time. The sound from the ground echoed in the night sky, like the sound of a drum urging death, dull, powerful, and weird.

At the entrance of the mountain col not far away, Luo Zheng's face changed drastically when he saw the wolves that suddenly appeared. These were not wolves, they were clearly well-trained demons emerging from the dark hell. Although the social organization of the wolves was very sound, It has strong coordination and discipline, but it is not so orderly and strict, just like a regular army that has removed its bestiality, coming slowly with a strong sense of killing.

"Hiss?" Luo Zheng unexpectedly underestimated these wolves. These were no longer ordinary snow wolves. Instead, they looked like professionally trained beast troops. Luo Zheng was startled when he thought of this. In ancient times, people trained wild beasts. Fight? Could it be that these direwolves were domesticated? Was he attacked at the instigation of others?

Luo Zheng's face changed greatly when he thought of this. He looked at the bison next to him and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you say that there is a lack of food here? Why are these wild wolves shiny and tall and strong? They don't seem to be full. It looks like they are over-nourished. Look at their bulging stomachs, it doesn't look like they are hungry. Wolves generally won't attack prey that is bigger than themselves when they are not hungry enough."

"It's true, there's something weird about this." The bison also noticed the abnormality and whispered in surprise.

At this time, the wolves suddenly stopped and stared coldly at the mountain col ahead. None of them moved or roared manically. They were completely different from the wild wolves. Luo Zheng felt more and more that these wolves were not born like this. The wild wolves raised are more like the beast army tamed by someone. Could they be those ninjas?

Luo Zheng's eyes lit up when he thought of this, and he felt that this speculation was very likely. Only if they were raised by ninjas could these direwolves survive in this ice field that lacked food and grow so strong, but he couldn't say these words. Luo Zheng stared at the direwolf stopped in front and estimated the distance. It was only about three hundred meters away from him. At this distance, bullets were not greatly affected by wind, humidity and light refraction. Luo Zheng raised the light machine gun and set the shooting mode. Adjusted to three-shot state.

"Get ready to start fighting, is it too far?" The bison asked in a low voice in surprise.

Without a sight, it is not easy to hit the target at this distance. The bison is confident that he can do it, but there is no guarantee that everyone around him can do it. Shooting at this time would be a waste of bullets, so he looked at Luo Zheng curiously. , Luo Zheng observed for a while and said softly: "Are these beasts running very fast?"

"It's definitely faster than the cheetah's top speed." The bison affirmed.

"More than a cheetah?" Luo Zheng was shocked. You must know that the top speed of a cheetah can reach 120 miles per hour. Even top snipers cannot guarantee that they can hit this speed. Luo Zheng glanced at everyone around him with some worry. , said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, everyone is only responsible for their own front, don't worry about other directions, and use platoon tactics to shoot."

The so-called volleyball tactics are to shoot forward row by row, regardless of whether they can hit the target. What matters is the density of the bullets. When the enemy hits them, Bison, as a soldier with a special forces background, naturally understands the use and ingenuity of volleyball tactics. He immediately agreed and passed on the order.

Luo Zheng no longer cared about whether everyone knew the platoon tactics, and he didn't have time to teach them at this time. Fortunately, there were bisons, so he focused all his energy on the snow wolves in front. These wolves were not in a hurry to attack, but were resting in place. , the eyes flashed with a fierce light, which made people's scalp numb, as if they were waiting for something.

Time is extremely important to everyone. If possible, Luo Zheng doesn't mind waiting. The longer the time, the better everyone's preparations will be. However, the strange behavior of these wolves made Luo Zheng uneasy. He vaguely felt that waiting would be detrimental to him. Seeing that, The bison had already finished conveying the order and quickly shouted in a deep voice: "The number of hits that can be hit by a single shot at this distance must be reported quickly. We can't wait any longer."

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5!" Soon five people announced the count loudly, their voices were calm and powerful, showing confidence.

Luo Zheng didn't expect that there would be five people counting, and six people including himself. He looked at the bison uncertainly, and the bison whispered confidently: "Don't worry, the people who counted were all snipers in the past. This distance is no problem." ."

"Great, the person reporting the numbers will target the wolves behind me, and let go of the ones in front. Shoot three times in a row, and only attack one wolf at a time. Free fire, kill!" Luo Zheng said in a deep voice, and he quickly Aiming at a direwolf, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Da da da—" A rapid burst of fire shot over, and three machine gun bullets roared out of the chamber with Luo Zheng's endless expectation and anger, breaking the tranquility under the moonlight and drawing three terrifying air currents in the void. Almost disappearing into the hazy night, a strong murderous aura burst out.

"Ta-ta-ta--" More rapid bursts sounded, and it was the other people reporting the numbers who found the opportunity to take action.

After Luo Zheng fired, he did not continue shooting. Instead, he observed carefully and saw that the direwolf he had targeted rolled to the ground strangely, dodged the bullets that were attacking him, rolled over, stood up again, and stood up with disdain. He took a breath, shook his body, and shook off the ice shards on his body, as if he was laughing at the person who fired the gun.

"Hiss?" Luo Zheng looked at this with disbelief and was stunned. Is this still a wolf? He was able to sense danger in advance and knew how to dodge bullets. It was understandable that he could sense danger. After all, beasts can sense danger better than humans, but how could they dodge bullets?

Luo Zheng looked elsewhere, and saw that the people who had just opened fire and attacked had not succeeded, and all the shots were in vain. The wolves in front of them stirred for a while and then returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, even the manic howling. None. When did the beast become so rational and calm? Is this still a beast?

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng's expression changed drastically, and a solemn look that he had never seen before came to his face.