National Survival: I Supported the Dragon Nation by Hunting Dinosaurs

The night was as dark as ink, so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve...

At an altitude of 20,000 meters, the clouds provided the best cover.

Instead of flapping its enormous wings, Cang Yu glided smoothly using the high-altitude air currents.

It was like a ghost, silently moving through the darkness of this prehistoric world.

Zhang Li lay on the dragon's back, his [All-Seeing Eye] activated to its maximum.

"arrive."

Zhang Li whispered.

The valley below, which should have been the base of the seventeen-nation coalition, was unusually quiet at this moment.

There were no noisy voices, and even most of the campfire had been extinguished, leaving only a few embers flickering in the night wind.

It's too quiet.

The silence caused Zhang Li to furrow his brow slightly.

Logically, the seventeen-nation coalition should be on high alert right now, having just captured prisoners.

"Get ready to act."

Zhang Li patted Cang Yu's neck.

The behemoth folded its wings and began to dive rapidly.

"Down!"

Before Cang Yu could land completely, a dark figure leaped off the dragon's back.

Cold front.

He moved gracefully in the air, and when he landed, his knees were slightly bent, and he rolled forward to dissipate the impact.

The entire set of movements flowed smoothly and effortlessly...

Directly ahead, an Australian athlete responsible for guarding the supplies was dozing off against a tree stump, a pistol in his arms, his head nodding.

Leng Feng silently reached out, his left hand suddenly shooting out to cover the other person's mouth and nose, while his right hand slashed with a dagger in an instant.

"Sizzle—"

An extremely faint cracking sound...

The contestant's eyes widened suddenly, and his body convulsed violently, but his throat had been severed, and all his screams turned into hissing sounds of air leaking from his trachea.

Leng Feng remained expressionless, even considerately helping the corpse to fall slowly, avoiding the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Who?!"

Another guard, who was urinating, heard the commotion, abruptly pulled up his trousers, turned around, and frantically raised his pistol.

"boom!"

No nonsense...

Cang Yu's massive body crashed to the ground, and the huge shockwave knocked the man to the ground.

Before he could even get up, a foot wearing a combat boot stomped heavily on his wrist.

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out...

"Ah—Ugh!"

The scream was cut short by the cold barrel of the gun.

The massive muzzle of the Desert Eagle was shoved directly into his mouth, reaching deep into his throat. The coldness of the metal and the smell of gunpowder caused him to lose control of his bladder instantly.

Zhang Li looked down at him.

Where did your main force go?

The sound wasn't loud, but it sounded like a judgment from the deepest hell.

The guard was terrified...

The man in front of him was like a demon who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, making him unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

He raised his unbroken hand with trembling hands and pointed southeast.

"They...they went over there..."

"That prisoner... led the way..."

Because he had a gun barrel in his mouth, his voice was muffled, but Zhang Li understood him.

Southeast?

Zhang Li's pupils suddenly contracted.

That was an area that he and Cang Yu had never explored before.

That idiot...

Zhang Li instantly understood Tong Yiming's intention.

There was no camp in that direction at all.

Tong Yiming is risking his life to lead the Seventeen Nations Alliance into a ditch.

"He's an idiot too..."

Zhang Li cursed under his breath, but there was no anger in his tone; instead, there was a hint of respect.

"He...he said the camp was over there..." the guard sobbed, begging for mercy, "Don't kill me...I've told you everything I know..."

Zhang Li looked at his face, which was filled with fear, but his eyes remained completely unmoved.

If you've become a robber, you should be prepared to be killed in return.

"In your next life, don't mess with people from China."

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the silent camp.

The large-caliber bullet blew half of the guard's skull off.

This is not an assassination, this is a declaration of war.

The gunshots would alert the wild animals in the vicinity, and might even reach Pierre Caesarsson's ears, but Zhang Li didn't care.

He wants everyone to know that death has arrived.

"Leng Feng, get in!"

Zhang Li turned around and leaped onto Cang Yu's back.

Leng Feng flicked the blood off his dagger, absorbed the space between the two, and followed closely behind.

Zhang Li stared intently at the darkness in the southeast, thinking, "If we're any later, that kid will really become fertilizer."

"Cang Yu!"

"Hey——!"

The giant beast seemed to sense Zhang Li's anxiety.

It let out a cry to the sky, its wings slamming against the ground, stirring up a gale.

Its massive body rose from the ground, tearing through the night sky, and chased after the enemy at full speed to the southeast!

......

As Pierre Carson and his companions traveled southeast, the road became increasingly difficult.

The vegetation here is completely different from what it used to be.

The giant ferns have disappeared, replaced by patches of grayish-white strange rocks.

These stones resemble fangs thrusting out of the ground, their jagged edges creating a ferocious and terrifying sight.

"stop!"

Pierre-Carson suddenly waved his hand.

The line stopped.

The elite troops of the seventeen-nation coalition were also feeling a bit uneasy.

It's too quiet.

Along the way, apart from the sound of footsteps on gravel, not even a single insect chirping could be heard.

This would have been impossible in the prehistoric world.

Unless... this is the territory of some absolute overlord, or a forbidden zone for life.

"Kid."

Pierre-Carsson pulled Tong Yiming over, pressing the gun barrel firmly against his temple.

"You had better explain to me why it's so quiet here!"

"If you dare to try anything funny, I'll shoot you right now!"

Tong Yiming's face was deathly pale, a result of excessive blood loss and extreme weakness.

But he was still smiling.

"Heh... Scared?"

He glanced at the strange rocks around him, suppressing his fear, and said in a seemingly calm tone,

"Quiet is the best policy. How could the Dragon Kingdom allow those low-level beasts to roam freely in this place?"

"The entrance is just ahead."

Tong Yiming raised the hand with the severed finger and pointed to a spot not far ahead.

There, two huge stone peaks stand side by side, forming a natural "skyline" canyon in the middle.

The interior of the canyon was pitch black, like a giant, open mouth, waiting for its prey to walk into its trap.

The wind howled through the canyon, sounding like the whispers of demons.

"Is it inside?" Piercasson looked at the dark cave entrance with suspicion.

That instinctive sense of crisis made him hesitate.

But when he looked back at the fully armed elites behind him, and then thought that the Dragon Kingdom camp might have a lot of supplies.

Fortune favors the bold.

"Go in!"

Pierre Cardin shoved Tong Yiming, "You walk in front! If you dare to run, I'll break your legs right away!"