Super black turtle clone

( ) "Nani!"

In the line of sight of the disciple of the Japanese kendo school, a basketball-sized water polo flew towards him, which made his brain startled instinctively, but it did not hinder the instinctive reaction of the kendo disciple. On the water polo.

"boom!!"

The water polo is like a bomb. When Katana stood on the water polo, the water polo exploded violently.

"Ahhh!"

Three horrified screams sounded, and the exploding water polo was like a bomb, shooting out streams of powerful water, killing the three kendo school disciples in an instant.

As for the man who slashed at the water polo with his knife, it was even more tragic that he didn't even have a chance to scream. He was instantly sent flying by the exploding water polo, and was then turned into a sieve by the bursting water.

Zhuo Yun, who had known for a long time that the water polo would explode, quickly lay down on the ground the moment he shot the water polo, and was not affected by the explosion of the water polo.

Standing up and looking at the messy ground in front of him, he was a little surprised by the power of the water polo explosion. Even some thick trees next to him were hollowed out by the bursting water, especially the tree in the middle. It was a large tree trunk that was blasted, enough to see the lethality of the water polo explosion.

The only disadvantage is that the range of this move is too short, and it is still the kind of move that does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. If Zhuo Yun hadn't immediately fell to the ground just now, even he would have been shot and killed by the bursting water.

After finishing these four people, Zhuo Yun didn't dare to stay for a moment. With the vitality surging in his body, he seemed to be equipped with a propeller, and rushed towards the entrance of the valley at full speed.

"Bang bang, bang bang!"

The loud gunshots and the explosion of high-explosive grenades resounded through this peaceful mountain forest, and Zhuo Yun really felt the feeling of the hail of bullets during the war.

Leng Ji was holding a sniper gun, like an invisible god of death, who was looking for those snipers to kill, each shot made the enemy snipers terrified.

On the other side, Daofeng and Tashi Dorji held a submachine gun and swept at the enemy frantically. High-explosive grenades were thrown into places where the enemy gathered from time to time, attracting most of the firepower.

All this happened so suddenly that Feitian Yujianliu and other kendo schools were caught off guard. Under the panic, no one noticed Zhuo Yun who was approaching the valley quickly.

Soon he rushed to the entrance of the valley, and at the moment when he was about to rush into the valley, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

With vitality surging in his body, Zhuo Yun slammed on the brakes and quickly jumped backwards. Almost at the same time as he dodged backwards, a sharp and cold samurai sword slashed against his body.

Feeling the strong breath from the samurai sword, Zhuo Yun couldn't help but get goosebumps on his skin. If he reacted a little later, the situation would be bad.

Stabilizing his figure, Zhuo Yun saw a middle-aged man with a cold and handsome face standing in Zhuo Yun's line of sight. This man was plain-looking, with a white belt tied on his forehead, and there was a sharp blade-like sharpness in his eyes.

"Huaxia people, you and the guys inside are in the same group!" the middle-aged Japanese man spoke awkward Huaxia, staring at Zhuo Yun and said.

"@￥#￥#%￥%...!" At this moment, a squeaky voice sounded, and several kendo disciples with katana swords rushed towards the valley, obviously discovering Zhuo Yun's existence.

"I don't have time to chat with you." Zhuo Yun snorted coldly, then reached out and took out two pistols from his waist.

"Ba Ga!" The middle-aged Japanese man who had a cool and calm face just now roared in horror. He never thought that Zhuo Yun would be so lacking in martial arts spirit that he could use a pistol.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a faint smoke from the two guns, and the middle-aged Japanese man fell to the ground with an expression of reluctance, with two holes pierced by bullets on the left and right of his chest.

After getting rid of this middle-aged Japanese man, Zhuo Yun quickly rushed into the entrance of the valley, and by the time the others caught up, it was already too late.

"Don't shoot, it's your own!" As soon as he rushed into the valley, a submachine gun stretched out from the grass in front of him, Zhuo Yun raised his hand and shouted in fright.

"Shusha!!" There was a sound in the grass, and a short man with a pair of small eyes that looked very cunning came out of the grass.

Looking at the very handsome man in front of him, Zhuo Yun's heart moved slightly: "You are the shadow of the three groups."

"You know me, who are you." Shadow looked slightly surprised, staring at Zhuo Yun and questioning in a cold voice.

Zhuo Yun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the other party's confession, and secretly lamented the ability of the shadow to hide. Even before he saw the submachine gun, he didn't sense the existence of the shadow just now. It has to be said that his camouflage and hiding skills are absolutely powerful.

"I'm a new member of the third group of the fifth army, you can call me Nighthawk!" Zhuo Yun said with a smile.

This name was given to him by Ouyang Zuo. Basically, everyone has their own title when doing tasks outside. This is also a measure to avoid being found out.

Hearing that Shadow didn't completely let go of his guard, he didn't put away the submachine gun he was holding until he saw the small notebook that Zhuo Yun took out, and led Zhuo Yun to hide in a cave in the valley.

Walking into the cave where they lived, what surprised Zhuo Yun was that there were four people living in the narrow cave plus the shadow, and among the four people, except for the shadow, everyone else was more or less injured. One of the men exuded the breath of a beast, and there was a cut wound on his chest. Even though the bleeding had stopped, the injury still looked terrifying.

Seeing Zhuo Yun, an outsider, come in, the three people in the cave immediately became vigilant, and even the seriously injured beast-like man opened his eyes violently, revealing a beast-like killing intent that made Zhuo Yun feel a little palpitated. .

"Don't be nervous, he is a new member of our three groups, and he is here to rescue us." Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Shadow quickly explained.

The three people who were vigilant at first calmed down after hearing what the shadow said. Except for the beast-like man, the other two showed grateful and happy smiles.

Before coming here, Zhuo Yun had read their information. The beast-like man could guess without a doubt that he was Can Leopard. The other two, a man and a woman, were Huofeng and Rainstorm. Just their code names.

After saying hello, Zhuo Yun explained the plan discussed with Leng Ji before, took out some simple medicines and food, and asked them to treat the injuries on their bodies.

After a few minutes of preparations, Zhuo Yun stepped outside the cave, took out the prepared signal flare, and ignited it into a yellow light that shot into the air.