Tough Warrior in Galaxy

6 Snow Hunter

When Fatty and Qin Luo were less than one kilometer away from the base of the first team, both of them suddenly stopped. Their keen sense of smell made them smell a strange smell, which was a kind of destruction with residual metal. After the strange smell.

"No, something happened!" Fatty's eyes were solemn.

The two hurriedly squatted on the ground, their eyes fixed on the direction of the base. A group of mysterious people in white camouflage uniforms approached quietly. From time to time, an ion gun beam was shot from the base. Then, there was a loud noise, which was the electromagnetic cannon. the sound of.

"This group of snow hunters again!" The fat man cursed in a low voice.

The snow hunters claimed to be the mysterious force that attacked the 114th Division, and they were also the target of the first team to be wiped out, but for several years, the first team found that this group of people seemed endless and could never be wiped out, and their equipment Extremely sophisticated, which is why the first team has never lacked weapons and ammunition.

"We walked in from behind, I know a secret road." The fat man whispered to Qin Luo.

The two retreated slowly, then jumped into a small ditch, bowed their bodies, and moved forward quickly, until a secret door came out, the fat man took out a small card from his arms and swiped it lightly. It opened automatically, and the two quickly got in.

Inside the small door is the inside of the base. When you walk in, you will see the lion smoking, while the beast is carrying the electromagnetic cannon standing at the entrance and bombarding wildly. The deputy looked indifferent.

"Boss, it's surrounded by snow hunters outside." The fat man called.

The lion was still smoking a cigarette, but his eyes wandered on the light screen map, and after a while, he raised his head and asked, "Did you borrow the supplies?"

"Sure, boss, let me tell you, Xiao Luo, this brother is really fucking..." The fat man patted the box with an exciting look.

Then the fat man vomited and talked about Qin Luo's performance of lent to raise. The other four were a little surprised. The lion looked at Qin Luo with a smile: "I didn't expect your kid to be really good. A hundred bottles of the nutrient solutions are enough for us. Survive for a while."

"This is nothing, as long as it is crazy enough, everything can be done." Qin Luo shrugged.

At this time, the beast turned his head and shouted: "Boss, they started to be surrounded by skirmishers. My electromagnetic cannon can't cause extensive damage."

The lion stood up and patted his hips and said, "Mosquito, warehouse, work!"

The mosquito immediately got up and got into a bunker, and set up a huge ion sniper rifle. This sniper rifle has powerful lethality, and basically, one shot can directly turn an enemy into ashes.

The warehouse replaced the position of the beast, and a large laser gun was set up. The snow hunters outside the base slowly approached the base with extremely scattered distances. The lion began to look at the light screen again. The enemy moved positions on the light screen. Is marked out.

"The distance is 500 meters, but the distance between the enemy is 5.8 meters, our firepower cannot be covered in an instant." Qin Luo said.

The lion raised his head and looked at him weirdly: "How do you know so much detail?"

"Visually!" Qin Luo answered bluntly.

The lion stood up and pulled Qin Luo through the gap to look outside and said, "You help me analyze it."

Qin Luo closed his eyes lightly and then opened them suddenly. In his field of vision, the snow hunter on the opposite side was like a marked target. All people were marked with specific numbers on their heads. The distance was also marked by a red line, and he said unceremoniously that Qin Luo is like a supercomputer.

"There are a total of seventy-three people on the opposite side. Of course, I didn't rule out the ones I didn't see. The two snipers were hiding in the snow 232 meters away from us at seven o'clock."

"Ten gunners, using FN's latest electromagnetic gun, at five o'clock, 521 meters away from us."

"The opponent's firepower is very strong, and it is estimated that it can destroy our base in ten seconds."

Qin Luo said lightly what he saw. After being transformed, he was indeed like a walking war machine.

"It's interesting, but the other party can't destroy our base, otherwise we won't be able to live until now." The lion smiled confidently.

Qin Luo looked at him suspiciously and suddenly thought of a question. Although the entire base was broken, it was never destroyed, and from the traces, it seemed that the enemy had never penetrated here.

"Here, what is needed is the ability to command. As long as the command is done properly, the enemy cannot breakthrough." Lion said.

Qin Luo still looked indifferent when he looked at him: "I don't think the command ability can replace the existing strength gap."

The lion stopped talking. He just lit a cigarette, sliding his fingers on the light screen, seeming to calculate something, and then suddenly raised his head: "Mosquito, you do a single-point sniper, it is best to snipe their commander. , Beasts, you fire to attract their attention, and the warehouse uses artillery to suppress their dispersion and bring them together."

Before the voice was over, a gunshot sounded and the mosquitoes fired first. A snow hunter outside the base was instantly turned to ashes, and then the beast slammed with an oversized laser gun. Several snow hunters fell in response. , The warehouse carried electromagnetic cannons and fired violently at the two sides of the enemy, and the other side was forced to approach the middle.

"Hit their concentrated position!" The Lion decisively ordered.

The wild beast aimed at the target and shot out more than a dozen consecutive shells. The faint blue light kept shining. Dozens of snow hunters were blasted into dust, and Qin Luo's face changed slightly.

The lion threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and looked at Qin Luo with a smile: "Xiao Luo, remember that after all, single-soldier combat is too narrow, and the real power comes from here." After speaking, the lion pointed to his head.

Qin Luo walked to the lion and bowed slightly, "Please teach me how to command!"

"Good!" The lion readily agreed.

Faced with the bombardment of wild beasts, the snow hunters outside the base were unable to attack at all. Not long after a command came out, people quietly dispersed in the snow, leaving only a pair of black ashes on the white snow, but In a blink of an eye, it was covered by the wind and snow.

Pushing open the door, the lion took Qin Luo and others to clean the battlefield. This is their habit. In order to ensure sufficient weapon firepower, they must find all the weapons that can be used and throw away the snow on the ground with their hands. The lion is serious. A well-preserved ion gun escaped from it.

Suddenly, a flash of light came on, and a trace of murder was drawn in the lion's eyes. He stepped forward and suddenly dropped his right hand, grabbing a person from the snow.

"Don't shoot, I'm a war reporter!" the man yelled quickly.

The lion who was about to insert the dagger in his hand into the opponent's chest suddenly stopped. The opponent was a young man in his twenties. Because of the battle, his face was covered with black dirt. He held it in his hand. A small black camera with horror in his eyes.

The lion let go, and the young man fell to the ground. He quickly got up, his face full of excitement: "Are you the first team? I am Martin Luther, a reporter from Capital Star Martin Daily. My dream is to interview you."

"There are dozens of administrative stars from here to the capital star. How did you come here?" the lion asked vigilantly.

Martin Luther patted his chest with a proud look: "As long as you have money in the federal system, you can do everything."

The lion stopped talking and took a few people into the base after cleaning the battlefield. Martin Luther hurriedly followed, and the camera in his hand kept shooting the pictures of the base, exclaiming from time to time.

"When I was in Capital Star, I heard some seniors mention you. I am a big fan of you!" Martin Luther stared at the stars.

His father was the founder of the Martin Daily. He could have worked as a gossip reporter in Capital Star, reporting a little gossip of the federal nobles, and living a happy life, but Martin Luther was born on the battlefield. Feng Yun, despite his father’s opposition, became a war reporter, and because of his admiration for the first team, he changed his spacecraft five times before arriving at Han Haixing. In the previous battle, he carefully recorded in the snow nest. I couldn't help being excited and took a picture of the lion, only to be caught by the lion.

Hearing that it was his own fan, Beast and Warehouse quickly sorted out some military uniforms and made a deep expression.

"You'd better leave here quickly, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety." The lion said coldly.

"It's okay, what should you do, don't care about me, it is the most exciting thing in my life to be able to photograph you." Martin Luther's cheeks flushed.

The Lion didn't care about him and led Qin Luo to the light screen. Since Qin Luo had promised to teach him command, he had to do one thing.

Flicking his finger on the light screen, the lion said faintly: "Command is a science. First of all, you need to understand the strength of the enemy and the enemy. A command with a black eye is a warrior's taboo. Supply, battlefield, time, and strength. , Intelligence, one is indispensable..."

Qin Luo listened very carefully. The fat man quietly took out the nutrient solution from the box, secretly hid a few bottles, then tidied up his clothes, walked to Martin Luther, and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Martin, my dear It’s the logistics manager of the first team. You can call me Fatty."

"Logistics chief? What is it?" Martin Luther asked suspiciously.

The mosquito on the side played with the alloy dagger and said leisurely: "It's a cooking class!"

The fat man glared at the mosquito and pulled Martin Luther: "Walk around, we won't talk to these beasts, I will tell you about the glorious deeds of Fat Brother."