The legend of the strongest special forces

Chapter 235 Night Raid
The raging fire came quickly, but it definitely didn't go that fast.

Although the flour was completely burned, it ignited the surrounding vegetation.

In particular, the log that was dropped before was still burning. Although the fire was not as fierce as before, the flames were still beating.

There was an aroma in the air. It was the smell of barbecue. Now everyone was hiding behind the bunker, not daring to watch the tragedy below.

Not to mention those corpses that fell on the ground, many people were not burned to death in this fire.

They fell to the ground, still struggling in pain, because the airway was burned, their cries did not have human voices at all.

This kind of bone-scratching scream and wailing made people's scalp numb, and it didn't calm down until half an hour later.

Burnt corpses were scattered all over the mountain road, and wherever the flying flour touched, the flames filled the air instantly.

Therefore, these people had no chance to escape at all, and were swallowed by the raging fire in just an instant.

This is why Ling Tian will only use it after determining the wind direction.

If the mountain wind blows towards them, or if it is too strong, it will not be able to form a large-scale sea of ​​flames.

This scene is something that everyone present will never forget, and the wailing will still appear in their nightmares even after many years have passed.

The battlefield is a place of killing, and kindness has no value here, but this cruelty will also make people feel difficult to breathe.

"Let's take stock of our people, the enemy is afraid to come up for the time being!"

Ling Tian sighed, and said to Wendona who was curled up beside him.

"OK, all right!"

Wen Duona, who had been holding onto Ling Tian's arm tightly, nodded.

The scene just now was really scary, she really didn't expect food to have such a use.

So he bravely stood up, and together with the other four chiefs, began to count the clansmen, taking advantage of the time when the other party would not attack, they carried the corpse out.

After a strong attack, they suffered more than 20 casualties, half of whom died under the opponent's mortar.

The rest also suffered casualties from rockets, so their losses are not too large.

After cleaning up the corpses, they began to distribute the ammunition again. At this time, they would definitely not be able to eat food.

I am afraid that only Ling Tian is still eating food, because only he who has been trained knows that what is needed on the battlefield is physical fitness.

"Are you really a policeman?"

Looking at Ling Tian's appearance, he didn't feel disgusted at all after eating and drinking like this.

Wendona is not stupid, how could a policeman have such abilities.

The conspiracy just now killed hundreds of people on the other side, which is not what the police should have.

"What do you think?"

After Ling Tian finished eating the food in his hands, he took another big sip of water. On the battlefield, he found that desperate feeling again.

"You are definitely not a policeman. It is impossible for a policeman to have such abilities. You should be a special soldier!"

Wen Duona also stayed outside for three years, so she definitely has a lot of experience.

She has seen powerful policemen, but she has never seen such a powerful Ling Tian.

That kind of skill to freely shuttle on the battlefield of bullets and bullets is definitely not something that the police can possess.

"is it?"

From the beginning to the end, Ling Tian didn't answer her question. After a slight smile, he closed his eyes while holding the sniper rifle.

Leaning on the bunker, he soon fell asleep, and recharging his energy was the best preparation.

It seemed that Ling Tian didn't want to answer her question, nor did he want to tell her his identity.

Wen Duona didn't ask anymore. Now in her village, there are too many things to do, and she must take responsibility.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and everyone was busy with their own affairs.

Some people can lean on the bunker and take a nap, but absolutely no one sleeps more soundly than Ling Tian.

During this bitter battle, their ears were still ringing, looking at the burnt corpse, no one had any appetite to eat.

After working for a long time, Wen Duona sat down. She originally wanted to lead everyone to eat, but she vomited in a mess after swallowing one mouthful.

The smell of meat is like a nightmare right now, especially the screams like a devil are still echoing in her ears.

After taking a sip of water and suppressing the feeling of vomiting, Wendona sat there, looking at Ling Tian who was sleeping with a gun in his arms.

His face was so indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

Behind this indifference, what has he experienced.

In particular, the lethality of this kind of flour is absolutely unprecedented. Where did he know it from?

But he was still tight-lipped about his identity, and this enigmatic man fascinated Wendona even more.

She is more confident in her decision, she made the right choice, he is definitely a responsible man.

After a deep sleep, it was not until the afternoon that Ling Tian opened his eyes. After stretching himself, he squinted his eyes and looked down.

The charred corpses and vegetation were lying there, and the twisted limbs could still be seen from a distance.

I believe they must have experienced a lot of pain before they died.

"What will happen if you do a lot of evil!"

Ling Tian didn't pay any attention to those corpses, their poison bandits, everyone's hands were covered with the blood of innocent people.

This kind of demon deserves to be treated like this. Thinking of this, Ling Tian's heart became much calmer.

"Let's tidy up the battlefield. The next time the enemy's revenge will never be worse than this time, prepare a little more flour!"

Ling Tian patrolled around, and as a soul figure, everyone instinctively stood up straight wherever he went.

When he came back here again, Ling Tian said to Wen Duona that they had seen the power of this flour.

As long as there is enough flour and bolides, the opponent's infantry cannot rush up, but the weather is also a key issue.

Ling Tian has observed that the direction of the mountains here affects the change of the wind direction. Only in the morning, the wind comes from behind.

In the afternoon and evening, the mountain wind blows head-on, so this thing will let them eat their own fruits.

But through the deterrence in the morning, the other party probably won't be able to quickly penetrate into the secrets, and they will be worried when they see the charred corpse.

If it doesn't work, throw out two packs of flour to scare them, I believe the effect will be very good.

The fire that killed hundreds of people was definitely their worst nightmare.

"But we've run out of flour!"

Wendona bit her lip. She had thrown all the flour out just now. Although the effect was very good, they were no longer alive.

There is no way, my money is basically spent, and the tea that I was going to sell was burned three days ago, and the life in the village has once again become extremely poor.

(End of this chapter)