Skull Island is surrounded by storms all year round.

Hard to get in and harder to get out.

If you are not careful, a huge storm will destroy everything that breaks into it.

Even if you go in, you will definitely lose contact with the outside world.

If there is any danger inside, can you survive?

It really depends on luck.

On the warship heading towards Skull Island.

A full sixteen helicopters took off slowly.

Colonel Packard opened the way again.

As the fighter with the highest rank and the most flying experience in the team.

It needs to take the lead in rushing to the front.

Lead the way for the helicopter behind.

In order to safely pass through the storm outside Skull Island, they had to fly in slowly one after another.

The distance in the middle is safe enough, but you can definitely see the distance of the plane ahead.

Like ants lining up.

Getting lost in a storm is dangerous.

Only in this way can we maximize the survival of every plane and the people inside.

Luck alone is not enough.

Under the clear sky.

The whole sea is calm.

The sea is blue.

It doesn't look dangerous at all.

The helicopter is like a dragonfly, flying slowly from the sky.

And just a few kilometers ahead of these planes.

Unusually shrouded in a large black cloud.

Among them the thunder rolls.

That sea area is also full of waves, and the waves don't stop.

It is a scene that only appears on the sea in heavy rainy weather.

This is Skull Island.

The surrounding environment is very bad.

And as time goes by, there is a fainter tendency.

"Fox cubs"

"Are you all ready?"

Packard shouted on the radio with a smile on his face, his tone full of jokes.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't take the storm in front of him to heart.

But such a tone is more helpful to boost morale.

Hear the feedback from the team members on the radio.

Packard smiled slightly: "Follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew the plane into the raging storm without hesitation!

Click!

A thud.

Lightning is everywhere in this rolling black cloud.

If he was hacked, he would be more fortunate than lucky.

Fortunately, Packard has a lot of experience.

The helicopter is like an arm in his hand, like flying wherever it goes.

In a storm full of dangers and extremely low visibility, find a correct path steadily.

Moreover, the newspaper is always in the forward direction.

Not the slightest change.

This is simply impossible to do without decades of driving experience.

Humans are sometimes confused by their own eyes.

Just like now, if you change to a less experienced person to drive.

If you want to keep moving forward steadily in this storm, I am afraid that you will not be able to do it.

Not to mention traversing left and right, up and down, and constantly adjusting the position.

Still able to find the right direction accurately.

Wow!

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of Packard.

It was a huge lightning bolt.

If it was like a flashbang, it would light up directly in front of Packard's eyes.

He completely blocked his sight, and his eyes suddenly lost the ability to see.

Packard's heart skipped a beat.

As an experienced pilot.

He knew very well how dangerous the sight in front of him was.

And, to avoid trouble, he hasn't worn glasses yet!

"careful!"

He was planning to tell the soldiers behind him by radio.

But right now.

He suddenly felt his ears light up.

The 360-degree panoramic storm sound and thunder that originally surrounded the ears disappeared all at once.

Then, his sight slowly recovered.

The dark clouds that were originally indistinct disappeared.

came into view.

It is a piece of green mountains and green waters and a beautiful scene.

Turning his head, he saw that the storm had been thrown behind him.

The helicopters behind also followed.

"I actually came in?"

Packard's eyes widened, his face a little happy.

But then, he frowned again: "Why do you feel like the controller moved by itself just now?"

…

The helicopter lands.

Everyone got off the plane.

The agents quickly gathered together.

"Let's go around first, and at our speed, we will travel separately. Within three days, we should be able to find the entire island and come back. At that time, you will start bombing." The leading agent smiled.

Packard ignored it.

He no longer wants to continue to communicate with these inhuman beings.

Randa was a little worried: "You better be careful. If there is any accident on the way, you can come back at any time. We will camp here."

"Don't worry, there shouldn't be anyone on this island who can cause us trouble." The lead agent said indifferently.

"That's not necessarily true." A voice sounded.

The lead agent immediately turned to look at Packard and the others.

Among his influence, only these American soldiers dared to challenge them.

But Packard was looking at him with a frown.

The two eyes met, and both could see the doubts in each other's eyes.

And, that doubt quickly turned into horror!

Snapped!

Packard immediately drew his gun and looked around: "Who is it! Come out!"

The lead agent also glanced around without saying a word.

When the other agents saw this, they immediately guarded their faces with vigilance.

"You can't even find anyone. Who gave you the courage to come here?"

The voice sounded again.

Very standard American accent English, and even a little bit of the heroic and protagonist drama style unique to the United States in the 1930s.

"I think you have the courage to speak here, so you shouldn't have the courage to stand up?" Packard laughed.

"of course."

The voice rang again, with laziness and playfulness: "I'm on top of you."

Packard immediately looked up at the sky with the gun.

Several agents also raised their heads.

Landa and the others had already run into the encirclement of the agents.

He also looked up at the sky.

But the sky is blue, where are there any figures?

Whoops!

At this moment, a voice sounded from the trees not far away.

Packard and others hurriedly turned to look at the place where the sound came from.

Then he saw a behemoth with a height of nearly four meters rushing out of the woods.

A giant wolf with a gray-black body, upturned eyes, fluffy fur, fangs and a long snout!

"Shoot!"

Packard roared.

Immediately.

The gunshots sounded like fried beans.

bang bang...

The dire wolf's pupils shrank.

Immediately jumped left and right to dodge.

But it's certainly not as fast as a bullet.

Seeing that he was about to be smashed into a sieve by bullets.

However, at this moment.

A few invisible streaks of energy suddenly shot down from the sky.

In the sound of gunfire, he said in a flash with lightning speed.

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

The firearms in everyone's hands were immediately shattered by huge force.

From start to finish, the gunshots rang out for less than a second.

These people didn't even have time to aim.

But the Dire Wolf was slightly injured.

When Packard and the others were about to draw their pistols.

Suddenly, a figure slowly fell from the sky ahead.

Wearing a fluttering white robe.

The long brown hair with a little pale fluttered in the wind, casually tied behind the back, a little messy.

At the waist is a wide belt studded with pearls.

On the left is a jade pendant of excellent condition.

With his hands behind his back, he held a long sword with a mysterious shape.

The hilt leaked out from behind the shoulder.

If it's someone from Yi Tian Tu Long Ji, come here.

It must be seen that this is the divine sword Yitian that is as famous as the Dragon Saber!

A slightly embarrassed beard, matched with thick sword eyebrows.

A casual hero's temperament.

It was the pair of green pupils and the deeply sunken eye sockets.

It looks a little inconsistent.

It was after learning about martial arts culture.

He was gone forever, and he even gave himself the male protagonist Bruce of the Western Blizzard!

experienced so long.

The star of that year has reached old age.

But I don't know if it's because of the environment and climate of Skull Island.

He didn't look much older at all.

Just had some gray hair.

It seems that it has a bit more vicissitudes of life.

Bruce clearly understood his strengths and deliberately did not shave his beard clean.

Immediately, the image of a dashing hermit master appeared.

This outfit was obtained from Ding Zheng after his several military exploits, without any reward.

to fulfill his wish.

Ding Zheng simply exchanged a Yitian sword and sent it out.

Although Jack, as a military division, helped a lot in Xing Village.

But Bruce also worked hard.

A Heavenly Sword is totally worth it.

Bruce, dressed as a swordsman, fell from the sky.

He happened to stand on the back of the dire wolf.

Hands out from behind.

Holding Yitianjian in his arms, he lowered his head slightly and looked at Packard and the others.

And Packard and others were completely stunned by this time.

Looking at the mysterious man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

For a while, he couldn't even speak.

"I really want to know, what did you use to smash the guns in our hands?" the lead agent suddenly said.

As he asked, he walked towards Bruce.

"Oh?" Bruce frowned, stretched out his right hand, and clenched his fist.

Then he raised a middle finger: "You mean this?"

The lead agent immediately narrowed his eyes: "I don't think anyone has ever told you not to give the **** to someone you can't afford to offend."

Having said that, he stepped forward and rushed up.

Bruce took his time and smiled, "Are you done?"

Then he didn't. He put his raised **** down gently.

A majestic invisible energy rushed out from the acupoints of the fingers.

The lead agent heard the movement and saw the amazing and strange fluctuations in the air.

Immediately, he wanted to dodge to the side.

But he had never seen such a bizarre attack.

When he came to the reaction, it was already too late.

Poof!

The knee exploded directly, bleeding flowers scattered on the ground.

The whole person also fell to the ground because of inertia.

Then he immediately crawled backwards using both hands and feet.

The group of agents at the back immediately gathered around, and surrounded the lead agent in the middle.

Packard drew his gun at Bruce and roared, "Who the **** are you?"

Bruce turned his eyes slightly, as if he didn't even want to move his head: "My name is Western Fubuki."

"What?" Packard's entire face wrinkled.

"Bruce, stop playing, the Ape God's order is to put away their large weapons first." Another voice sounded.

When Packard heard this, he immediately turned to look at the pile of supplies they brought by plane.

I saw that on the plane.

At this time, there was a black young man who was nearly three meters tall and could be called a giant.

Her long hair was disheveled.

Dark glasses stared straight at him.

Those eyes were like the most ferocious beast.

Even the eyes of the giant wolf just now were not so scary.

The muscles all over his body exploded, and even his forearm seemed to be covered with snakes, which was completely unimaginable to him.

The opponent was holding an axe that was a little scary.

Even comparable to an ordinary adult.

Just put it lightly on the plane loaded with supplies.

But the top of the plane was easily scratched, and a deep hole appeared.

It's easy to imagine.

If you get hit by this axe.

The result is probably not much better than being shot out of a hornet's nest by a bullet.

"What the **** is this place? What kind of ghosts are they?"

Packard's heart was beating fast.

And right now.

"Outsiders, surrender and don't kill." The voice calling for Bruce just now sounded again.

Packard turned to look at the place where the sound came from.

I saw an equally huge white man with muscles over two meters in size, riding a giant wolf.

With a large circle of giant black people slowly pacing out from a distance.

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The body is amazingly strong.

Everyone has huge weapons in their hands.

Beast-like gaze.

Both Packard and the others kept sweating.

People from Xing Village gathered around them.

Although not saying a word.

But it is only the deterrent that the appearance shows.

It made Packard and others extremely nervous.

"Don't run around, don't panic, gather up, grab your weapons, and defend, it's just a group of strange natives, we have guns in our hands!"

Packard gathers with Randa and the others.

After looking around for a long time.

Most people looked at Bruce who was not far away.

Compared to the monstrous Hoshimura people.

Only this person named Xi Fuxue looks less scary.

Bang!

Packard fired several shots into the sky.

I want to scare these strange natives with gunfire.

He shouted: "I advise you not to come here, I don't know what to do with the bullets in my hand!"

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