1701: C1701 Bomb Expert Venomous Snake

C1701 Bomb Expert Venomous Snake

A drug lord from Jin Xinyue wanted to turn an ancient city in the desert of northern China into a capital of evil.

If Officer Bai, who was full of righteousness, were to find out about this, it would be no less than seeing a table full of people who had been starving for three days. It would be no less than seeing the dawn of life.

How Bai Linger knocked on Porcelain Kid's head and found out all the evil information was reported, so there was no need to worry about it for now.

The Lee Nanfang who was really hungry to the point of fainting.

After entering the virtual training field for 48 hours, Lee Nanfang experienced the attacks of venomous snakes, the company of dumb dogs, the sun in the shade, Yang Xiao's threat to life, his transformation into a murderous demon, being woken up by a bullet from a little sheep, and in the end, he could only watch helplessly as a natural disaster that was impossible to happen in the real world appeared in front of him, and so on.

Finally, he realized that he should get something to eat to replenish the energy he had lost.

However, ever since he came here, he had only seen two things that could fill his stomach.

A dead snake, a packet of compressed biscuits.

But now, both of these things had disappeared along with the collapse of the sky and earth.

What could he do?

He could only walk in one direction, hoping to meet some kind of bird, beast, or snake, and catch them to fill his stomach.

However, this rainforest located in the virtual reality training field was different from the real world.

It was called a biological museum of the rainforest. It could have any wild animals or plants, but in the virtual training field, only trees could be found.

Unless you were lucky enough to encounter a poisonous snake.

Otherwise, he would have to consider whether the leaves, branches, and bark of these towering trees, which he could not see the end of, could be eaten.

After ten hours of lonely walking, Lee Nanfang didn't know if he had gotten lost or not.

He would need to walk at least sixty kilometers to reach Lin City. However, the scenery around him was still a monotonous rain forest.

When he first entered the training ground, he only saw the vast desert for three hours.

Lee Nanfang suspected that he had been walking in circles.

However, if Rhesus Monkey had known about the chatterbox and had walked for almost two days before climbing out of the inner desert, he wouldn't have such doubts.

It was all thanks to Rhesus Monkey's good luck that he was able to walk out.

He did not meet any opponents, nor did he encounter any sand or wind. Occasionally, he would see some plants that were rich in water and desert.

However, Lee Nanfang wasn't so lucky.

He had to be on guard against the cold guns that might come out at any time in the depths of the surrounding forest. He had to try to avoid the swamps that were covered in fallen leaves.

Such a journey would consume a great deal of physical strength and energy.

However, there were also people who thought that he was too relaxed and set up traps along the way.

A thin metal wire connected to a grenade that was buried under the roots of a certain tree. Under the thick layer of fallen leaves, it was impossible for anyone to detect it.

If Lee Nanfang didn't have to mark the trunk of the tree every hundred steps, it would be impossible for him to discover what was buried under the tree.

If he hadn't seen the trap and squatted down to study it, he wouldn't have been able to ignore the surrounding danger and almost get shot in the head by a bullet.

If not for the sudden awareness of the danger, he would have avoided the bullet that came from a tree tens of meters away, in case he died on the spot. It was also impossible for him to step into a rope sheath. He was hit by a rather primitive trap, causing his entire body to be hung upside down in an instant.

Fortunately, he was quick to react.

At the same time, he bent his body at the fastest speed and used a Military Thorn to cut off the rope.

He had fallen down, but why couldn't he stop the cold gun that was obviously covered up by the silencer?

Lee Nanfang rolled a few times on the ground before finally dodging the incoming bullets. When he used the other tree trunk as a cover and hid his figure, he heard a soft "click" from under his feet and didn't dare to move again.

When you first came in, no one told me that there were still mines here.

The AT17 anti-infantry mine, weighing more than forty kilograms, was activated by the detonator. Once it lost pressure, it would immediately explode, scattering over a hundred shrapnel to a radius of ten meters.

This object is quite violent and was once classified as a military prohibited weapon by international human rights organizations.

Currently, only China, America, Russia and a few other countries have not signed the rules for the prohibition of this kind of weapon.

Black Ghost, who was once invincible in Europe, had even "visited" a few European countries' military restricted areas, but he had never been attacked by real landmines.

If he knew that he would encounter this kind of trouble one day, Lee Nanfang would have definitely visited the Golden Triangle and the minefields around them.

That way, at the very least, it would be an effective reference for him to look for a way out of this predicament.

"Sigh, my ability to survive in the wild has really deteriorated."

Lee Nanfang shook his head helplessly, turned around and lightly leaned on the tree trunk. He habitually reached for his pocket and cursed, "Damn it, there isn't even a cigarette!"

After that, a cigarette and a cigarette before death should have the same effect.

Unfortunately, Lee Nanfang hadn't seen any smoke in the past two days, and he cursed in his heart. The scientists who designed this training field were all brainless.

"I have cigarettes."

A voice came from not too far away, immediately followed by a complete box of soft boxes. It flew through the air in a beautiful parabola.

Jack laughed and reached for it without looking back. "It looks like I shouldn't have cursed."

Lee Nanfang really shouldn't have scolded people.

There was smoke here, but he had never found it.

Actually, don't even mention smoke, as long as the designers felt that way, it was possible to put a gold mountain in front of you.

Thinking back to when he designed this virtual training field, the senior smoker among the designers hadn't even considered adding in any weapons and equipment, yet he was already trying to use some brand of smoke to highlight the Chinese style of this virtual training field.

Thinking back and forth, only "Da Zhonghua" could be considered as the top thought in the minds of the majority of smokers.

Don't think that adding a pack of cigarettes to a virtual training field is just a matter of finger pointing.

Since you want to design this cigarette program, you need to perfectly simulate the feelings that cigarettes give people through the data.

Without tens of years of smoking and with over a hundred cigarettes in Soft China, how could he replicate the feeling this cigarette gave people?

They were a bunch of designers who had studied at the expense of their physical health, yet Lee Nanfang still said that they were irresponsible. It was really too much.

So, to express my apologies.

Lee Nanfang tore open the package, took out a cigarette and took a deep breath. Then, he praised towards the sky, "Good!"

Say cigarettes?

Or could it be that the group of researchers had better design skills?

Part of it.

Lee Nanfang's praise was more in praise of the good design of the snake traps.

From the grenade fuze buried in the leaves on the ground to the rope trap, to the location of the mine and the series of hidden guns, all of these indicated that the person who designed these was a jungle combat expert.

Lee Nanfang was also able to determine the other person's identity after that person threw a box of cigarettes over.

Viper.

Before the initial training began, the cold-faced young man who was locked in the same cell as Lee Nanfang had to compete with him for everything in the following training. They had to compete with him for the title of "Viper".

Viper's special abilities were the same as Little Sheep's during the early training.

The little sheep's marksmanship was superb, and he was called the "Sharpshooter".

As for Viper, his vast knowledge and experience in bomb blasting gave him a nickname, "Bomb Specialist".

At that time, the explosive device and trap had to be trained, and the others were just detonated by that grenade. Only the viper could trick anything that could explode.

A grenade thrown by someone could break a person's leg.

If Viper set up a bomb trap, it would definitely be able to destroy an entire platoon.

Lee Nanfang was now forced to the point that he could be killed at any time. It wasn't that his skill level was limited, it was all because the opponents he met were very capable.

After all, they were figures who had once been chosen to fight in the Soaring Dragon Battle Team, and had a great chance to stand shoulder to shoulder with Longteng December.

It was not shameful for Lee Nanfang to fall at the hands of such a person.

Along with Boss Lee's previous compliment and the camouflage paint on his face, the viper carried a sniper rifle, went around the trunk of the tree and arrived in front of Lee Nanfang.

Then, after Moonlight saw the other party's clothing, Lee Nanfang burst out into laughter.

This viper could also be considered a handsome youth with a well-proportioned body. Usually, he paid great attention to his appearance and his military uniform did not allow him to have a single fold.

But now.

He was still wearing his training clothes, but they were wrapped in a layer of half-dried soil. On top of the soil were tree branches and vines that were tied to his body.

At first glance, it gave off the impression that the shrubs had turned into spirits.

"Haha, you shouldn't be called Viper like this, you should have a code name Tree Spirit."

Lee Nanfang chuckled.

Under the cover of the leaves and paint, the snake's face did not show any expression.

However, if he thought about it carefully, his expression would not change much.

This fellow seemed to have a face of a natural zombie. Even a smile would feel like his facial muscles were cramping.

"If I'm a Tree Spirit, then you must be the Blood Gourd."

Viper spoke.

It was rare for him to be so sarcastic towards Lee Nanfang's teasing earlier.

What he said was right. Boss Lee's entire body was covered in clots of blood that had solidified. Some were his own, while most of them belonged to others.0

This appearance really had the grace of a blood gourd.

However, Viper wasn't the type of person who was good at bickering with others. The reason he mocked Lee Nanfang was to cover up the shock in his heart.

Viper is also a proud person.

He firmly believed that the traps he had set up in the forest would undoubtedly kill anyone who touched them.

Just now, Lee Nanfang triggered three of his traps and forced him to fire a few shots. At this moment, Lee Nanfang was still alive to ask for cigarettes.

This was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.

Fortunately, the two did not come into direct contact.

Once they came face to face, even the poisonous snakes would not dare to guarantee that they wouldn't become dead people, which would add color to Lee Nanfang's clothes.

Luckily, Lee Nanfang stepped on the mine he laid.

No matter how strong he was, it was impossible for him to survive.

"Is there fire?"

Lee Nanfang's question interrupted Viper's thoughts.

He shook his head very seriously. "No."

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