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's all about luck.

On the warship heading towards Skull Island.

A full sixteen helicopters took off slowly.

Colonel Packard opened the way again.

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

It needs to be at the forefront.

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 it must also be able to see the distance of the aircraft 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 a clear sky.

The whole sea is calm.

The sea is blue.

It doesn't look dangerous at all.

Helicopter is like a dragonfly, flying slowly from the sky.

And just a few kilometers ahead of those planes.

Unusually shrouded a large black cloud.

The thunder rolled in.

That piece of sea is also turbulent, and the waves do not 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 with the passage of time, there is a faint tendency to get worse.

"The Foxes"

"Are you all ready?"

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

He certainly did not take the storm in front of him to heart.

But such a tone is more conducive to improving morale.

Hear the feedback from the players on the radio.

Packard smiled slightly: "Follow me!"

As soon as the voice fell, he drove the plane and drilled into the turbulent storm without hesitation!

Click!

A bang.

Lightning is everywhere in this rolling black cloud.

If you are hacked, it will be more fortunate than fortune.

Fortunately, Packard's experience is indeed rich.

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

Steady on finding the right path in a storm full of danger and with minimal visibility.

And, always the newspaper in the forward direction.

Not the slightest change.

This is simply not possible 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 smoothly 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.

Whoa!

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of Packard.

It was a huge lightning bolt.

If the flashbang is like a flashbang, it will light up directly in front of Packard's eyes.

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

Packard's heart skipped a beat.

as an experienced pilot.

He knew very well how dangerous it was that he couldn't see what was in front of him.

And, to avoid trouble, he's not wearing glasses yet!

"careful!"

He was about to radio the soldiers behind him.

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 had been indistinct were gone.

Come into view.

It is a landscape of green mountains and green waters.

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 does it 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 the circle first. 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 laughed.

Packard ignored it.

He no longer wanted to continue communicating with these inhuman beings.

Randa was a little worried: "You'd 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 any guy on this island that 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 others.

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

But Packard was also looking at him with a frown.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

And, that doubt quickly turned into horror!

Snapped!

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

The lead agent also glanced around without saying a word.

When the other agents saw this, they immediately became vigilant and guarded.

"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 heroic and protagonist drama style unique to the United States in the 1930s.

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

"of course."

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

Packard immediately looked up at the sky with the gun in his hand.

Several agents also looked up.

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

Also looked up at the sky.

But the sky is blue, where is there any figure?

Whoa!

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

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

"shot!"

Packard roared.

Immediately.

Gunshots sounded like fried beans.

bang bang...

The Dire Wolf's pupils shrank.

Immediately jump left and right to dodge.

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

It looked like it was about to be smashed into a sieve by bullets.

However, right now.

Suddenly, a few invisible streaks of energy 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...

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 simply don't have time to target.

But the Dire Wolf was still slightly injured.

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

Suddenly, a figure slowly descended from the sky ahead.

A fluttering white robe.

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

At the waist is a wide belt studded with pearls.

There is also a jade pendant in excellent condition on the left.

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

The hilt leaked out from behind the shoulder.

If you are a person 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 little stubborn stubble, matched with thick sword eyebrows.

A casual hero's temperament.

It is the pair of green pupils and the sunken eye sockets.

It looks a little inconsistent.

It was after learning about martial arts culture.

He was gone forever, and even gave himself the hero Bruce of the western name of Fubuki!

Been through so long.

The star of the year has reached old age.

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

He didn't look much older at all.

Just had some gray hair.

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

Bruce, clearly aware of his strengths, deliberately left his beard clean.

Immediately, the image of a dashing hermit master came to the fore.

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

to fulfill his wishes.

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

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

But Bruce also worked hard.

A Heavenly Sword is totally worth it.

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

Just stood 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.

Packard and others were completely stunned at this time.

Look at this mysterious man who suddenly appeared in front of you.

For a while, he couldn't even speak.

"I 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 think no one must have told you not to give the **** to someone you can't afford to offend."

Saying that, he stepped forward and rushed up.

Bruce took time to relax and smiled: "Is it done?"

Then no, the raised **** gently lowered down.

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 want to dodge to the side.

But he had never seen such a bizarre attack.

When he reacted, it was already too late.

puff!

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

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

Then immediately crawl backwards using both hands and feet.

The group of agents at the back immediately gathered around, surrounding 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 Blizzard."

"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.

Packard heard the words and 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.

His 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 terrifying.

The muscles all over his body exploded, and even his forearm seemed to be covered with small 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 with this axe.

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

"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 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 of more than two meters, riding a giant wolf.

Slowly paced out from a distance with a large circle of giant blacks.

There are giant blacks on all sides.

The body is amazingly strong.

Everyone has huge weapons in their hands.

Beast-like gaze.

All the other Packard and others kept oozing cold sweat.

Xingcun people crowded around.

Although not saying a word.

But it is only the deterrent that the appearance shows.

Just let Packard and the others be extremely nervous~lightnovelpub.net~ Don't run around, don't panic, gather up, grab your weapons, defend, just a bunch of weird natives, we have guns in our hands! "

Packard gathers with Randa and the others.

After looking around for a long time.

Most of them looked at Bruce who was not far away.

Compared to the monster-like Star Village people.

Only this man named Xi Fuxue looked less scary.

Bang!

Packard fired several shots into the sky.

Want to scare these strange natives with gunshots.

He shouted: "I advise you not to come here, the bullets in my hand don't understand what mercy is!"