Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Next to the beach of the Prancing Horse River, several "Iron Fist" special detectives squatted by the river, soaked the towels in the water, and then applied them to their faces and wiped them vigorously several times.

The second lieutenant who led the team turned around and said to the team members who were cooking instant noodles on the river beach: "The squadron leader will definitely kick your butts when he sees this!"

Several team members who were cooking instant noodles raised their heads and smiled at each other.

"Platoon commander, we're tired of eating individual soldiers' food when we go on missions. It's a rare training mission, so it's not too much to let us eat fast food noodles!"

As he spoke, he picked up the can of lunch meat next to him, poured out the meat, cut it into pieces in his hand and threw them into the lunch box.

Immediately, there was an aroma of fast food noodles on the river beach, which was very attractive.

The platoon leader swallowed and said, "Is anyone on guard?"

"Wang He and Xu Dazhuang are watching, it's okay!"

Several soldiers seemed very relaxed.

The platoon leader then hummed, turned his head and continued washing his face.

I didn't sleep all night, and the cold river water on my face was so refreshing.

This is the easiest way to pick yourself up.

If he were not on a mission, the platoon leader would want to jump into the water and take a cold bath.

"Platoon leader, you said that these Lao Lu guys are really looking for abuse. They are so brave to come to our territory and engage in this kind of training with us!"

One of the team members smiled and used chopsticks made from two branches to stir instant noodles in the lunch box. He joked: "Isn't this the case of lighting a lamp in a latrine to die?"

"Don't underestimate Lao Lu's special battle..."

The platoon leader raised his head and looked around, and said: "When it comes to jungle combat, I am also an expert."

"Hahaha!" The team member who cooked the noodles laughed: "The experts planted 17 this night? Now there is only one left. I guess it is impossible to move in that corner."

At this time, the platoon leader suddenly noticed something floating upstream towards this side.

He fixed his eyes.

It turned out to be a pile of dead branches and thatch.

Such lumps often appear in rivers in mountains.

The trees and grass on the mountainside were blown down by the wind or something broke their branches, and fell into the water. They were swirled together by the current, twisted into a lump, and flowed downstream.

This phenomenon is not uncommon, especially when water is released from the upstream reservoir, such messy things are often seen.

He looked away, lowered his head and continued to wash his face.

Suddenly, I felt something was wrong again.

He couldn't help but raise his head again and stared at the pile of debris floating towards him for a while.

This thing is really big enough...

he thinks.

Such a big lump is a bit rare.

He suddenly became interested, picked up a stone, and threw it at the thing.

The stone flew 23 meters and hit the pile of trees accurately.

The five platoon leaders were very satisfied with their hand strength and accuracy, and smiled.

Another "Iron Fist" member who was washing his face next to him saw the platoon leader throwing stones at the floating objects, and he immediately became excited.

There are also those who imitate picking up a stone and throwing it at it.

The stone he picked up was a bit big, and it made a dull sound when it hit the pile of trees.

"Platoon commander, my accuracy is pretty good, right?"

For these five special agents, the throw must be accurate.

In anti-terrorism or urban operations, this technique is often used to throw weapons such as detonators and grenades into the small window of the enemy's room from a distance of tens of meters.

Seeing this, the platoon leader picked up another stone and threw it again.

Still hit.

He grinned again.

The other team members who were washing their faces saw that the pile of floating objects was getting closer and closer and would float away if they were not smashed, so they picked up stones and threw them at it.It is said that a man is a teenager until he dies.

This is absolutely true.

Even if these soldiers have received strict training, even if they are special detectives, they still have a childlike innocence buried deep in their hearts.

At this moment, they were all seduced by the lump of floating objects in front of them, causing the dregs to rise.

For a moment, everyone became excited.

One after another smashed the floating objects at that time.

What they didn't know was that while they were having a great time and laughing, there was a guy hiding in the water under the float who was cursing.

It turned out that Shi Mingyuan was shocked when the first stone hit him.

His first reaction was—fuck!Found!
Just as his hand touched the handle of the gun, he was considering whether to strike preemptively.

The second stone came.

He was suddenly relieved.

At this glance, he knew that he was playing like this without realizing it.

If you find yourself, you will have already intercepted the first stone with a gun.

He guessed right.

But he didn't guess what happened next.

The five people on the shore smashed the stones one by one, and the one who hit them was called vigorously.

Shi Mingyuan could clearly hear their laughter as happy as children.

What worries him the most is that the stones hit by this group of wicked things are of different sizes, some are big fists, and the accuracy is quite good, with a hit rate of more than 90%, which can be said to hit the flesh.

He even heard the sound of a stone breaking one of the dead trees.

If the disguise is destroyed, now he can be captured without any help.

People are in the river, and people are on the bank. If they call, the downstream will be blocked.

He himself became the turtle in the urn.

Fortunately, the "Iron Fist" team members didn't seem to notice anything fishy under the floating object.

The river here is wide enough, more than ten meters, and the water is deep enough. Shi Mingyuan hid under the messy piles of trees and weeds without being discovered.

The floating objects slowly passed by these five fun-loving special detectives, and then flowed downstream in their rain of stones.

After crossing the river beach for more than 20 meters, Shi Mingyuan let out a sigh of relief.

This level has finally been passed.

But accidents often happen when you least expect it, when you think you are safe. Just when Shi Mingyuan was secretly enjoying himself, something unexpected happened. He felt like he had been hit hard on the forehead, as if someone had hit him hard. After taking a sap, his eyes were filled with stars, and the right side of his head near the top of his ear was in burning pain.

I don't know which Gojo was so wicked that he was smoking. He smashed a stone and hit him directly on the head, almost knocking him unconscious.

hiss--

He couldn't help but gasp.

But he still gritted his teeth and held back from screaming.

However, the slight hiss just now has aroused the ideas of the "Iron Fist" team members on the shore.

One of the team members frowned and asked the comrades beside him: "Did you hear the sound of gasping for air just now?"

The person being asked looked around in a daze, and finally shook his head: "I didn't hear that."

The team member thought for a while and still believed that he heard it correctly. After looking around, his eyes fell on the floating object that was more than 20 meters away and was floating down the river.

Looking around, I don't seem to see anything wrong.

In the end, he thought he was hallucinating the sound because he didn't sleep all night.

At this time, the instant noodles were cooked, and the person in charge of cooking them shouted: "Brothers, come over and eat instant noodles. Only when you are full will you have the strength to continue chasing the last Lao Lu."

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