Manual of Space-Time Interference

The airtight mountain forest seems to hide everything, and the sun shines through the gaps between the leaves, sparsely printed on the lush land.

"Command, lost track of target, repeat, lost track of target!"

A soft voice sounded from the silent mountain forest. Five dragon-tooth warriors in camouflage uniforms with camouflage painted on their faces were constantly scanning the surrounding vegetation.

"Tuya, stay vigilant and keep searching forward."

"receive."

Rabbit Teeth, who was squatting on the ground, stood up, glanced around, and made a gesture. The five immediately hid in the jungle and searched forward slowly and vigilantly.

The forest returned to silence again, as if no one had come.

A bush not far away suddenly moved, and a figure stood up, wearing a tattered camouflage concealment suit, he glanced around, and slowly groped for the direction the five were heading.

Calm, calm, his eyes are calm, as if he is a poisonous snake chasing its prey...

…

"Dialect, this boy is not bad." Yan Zhendong was sitting in a conference room, surrounded by Zhou Quan and Ge Jun, and in front of them was a block of screens.

"This kid and my appetite can beat it!"

Ge Jun smiled. After nearly a month of contact, Dialect has changed from being a rookie in fighting to lying on the ground every day, to being able to wrestle with him.

"He's very strong, but he still lacks experience, but I can't teach him anything." Ge Jun continued.

"After all, it's only been less than a month." Yan Zhendong sighed, "but his physical fitness has really improved rapidly. He has far exceeded our physical training intensity..."

"I have taught everything that I should teach." Zhou Quan looked at the screen and spit out this sentence, "He is still a chick, he can't fly, look at himself."

"Look, this test is the result of this month." Yan Zhendong said, returning his eyes to the screen in front of him.

That's right, this is a specially prepared test. A squadron of Dragon Tooth Warriors will hunt down the dialect, and the dialect needs to go to a safe evacuation point.

A month of training in **** was also a big burden for his already strengthened body.

However, he still persevered. On the screen, he appeared more determined and decisive. The originally thin body became stronger, and pieces of extremely explosive muscles appeared on his body...

…

The mountain forest is not too big or small, with a depth of more than ten kilometers. Tossing a squadron of dragon tooth warriors and dialects into it is like adding a drop of water to the waves.

Dialect hangs behind the five people, and he has no weapons other than a saber.

"Tuya, if you want me to say, isn't it just a brat? Do you need to be so vigilant?" A soldier observed the surrounding environment and said to Tuya.

"I said yes, I don't know why the above sent us down to do this exercise." The other soldiers also agreed.

"If you catch it, it's a brat. If you can't catch it, it's a poisonous snake!" Tuya replied, with no relaxation in his expression. "Besides, this is also equivalent to a jungle survival training."

"Okay!" The soldier who started talking replied, but he started to act like a fool, and gradually fell to the end of the team.

Dialect looked at it, but did not move.

Pulling one hair and moving the whole body, he will not act rashly until he is absolutely sure.

"Tuya, I'm going to pee." said the soldier hanging at the end.

"Go!" Tuya replied, waving his hand behind him, "I'll catch up later."

"Okay!" The soldier replied, walking to the side, while Tuya took the other three and groped ahead.

Chance!

Dialect reacted almost instantly, and began to touch behind the lonely soldier.

Like an assassin hiding in the shadows, he held a saber and silently approached the warrior from behind.

"Touch your head! So gentle... Touch your face! So punctual..."

The soldier took off his belt, and with the sound of water and the enjoyment on his face, he sang a charm.

"Don't move, you're dead!"

A voice came from behind, and at the same time, the saber rested on the soldier's neck.

The singing stopped instantly, and even the sound of water disappeared, and the quiet mountain forest instantly froze.

"Brother, I'm not moving, do you want me to finish peeing?" The soldiers wanted to cry.

Think about how uncomfortable it is to hold back the urine when you are relieved.

"Uh!"

The scene fell into the embarrassment of honey...

"Come on!" Dialect finally reacted, said quickly, and put down the saber.

The sound of water continued to sound in this jungle, and after a while, it stopped.

"Turn around!" Diao Yan shouted lightly when he saw that the soldier in front had finished his work.

"Brother, you are really my brother, I haven't tied my belt yet..."

"No need to tie, turn around, and when I'm done, you'll tie!"

Hearing this, the warrior slowly turned around and looked at the dialect in front of him with sadness and indignation.

"Let's cooperate! The sooner you finish, the sooner you finish!" Fang Yan said leisurely, clapping the saber in his hand.

The soldier immediately handed over the **** in his hand, and then began to **** for all useful things on his body.

Magazines, rations, grenades, wireless headsets…

"Okay!" Dialect put everything on his body, and looking at the soldier in front of him who had nothing but his camouflage uniform, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com said, "Ahem! Follow the rules of the exercise, you know."

"Brother, hurry up! I won't say it, I'll be ashamed to say it..." The soldier looked at the dialect and only hoped that this person would get out of the way soon.

You know, now his younger brother is still out there, blowing the slightest cool breeze, looking at this vast world curiously, waving and cheering...

"Uh!"

Dialect embarrassed and glanced at the soldier, turned and ran in the other direction, and after a while, he was hidden in this lush forest again.

…

"No!" Tuya stopped on the road and looked behind him, but he didn't see No. 4.

He pressed on the headset and said quickly, "No. 4, No. 4, please answer if you hear me?"

No one responded, Tuya immediately realized the problem, and greeted the three of them to immediately return to the same path. Sure enough, he saw him at the place separated from No. 4.

"I'm dead!" No. 4 looked at the four of them approaching him, and said without love.

He sat down leaning against a tree, "Don't ask me where he went, and don't ask me why I died, I want to be quiet..."

"…"

Tuya glanced at No. 4 and immediately realized that the dialect is a poisonous snake.

"piu!"

A cloud of green smoke emerged from Rabbit Tooth's body, which was exceptionally bright in this quiet environment.

"Hidden..."

Rabbit teeth yelled, but seemed to realize something, swallowed the rest of the word, looked at the three people who had shrunk behind the tree, smiled bitterly, and waved...

He looked towards the direction the bullet came from, as if seeing the calm and composed face of Dialect, raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up.