National Survival: I Supported the Dragon Nation by Hunting Dinosaurs

"You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

Pierre Carson pressed the pistol against Tong Yiming's jaw, his finger on the trigger.

In that very instant.

"call--"

A surge of air rose up from the bottom of the abyss without warning.

It carried a warm, fishy stench, and a sense of oppression from the ancient wilderness, instantly engulfing the entire platform.

Followed by.

"hold head high--!!!"

A deep, muffled roar exploded from the depths of the earth.

The sound wasn't sharp; in fact, it was barely audible.

But the air was vibrating, and the rocks were trembling.

A low-frequency sound wave penetrated directly through the skin and flesh, resonating in everyone's chest cavity.

The feeling was like someone was hitting my heart hard with a sledgehammer.

"Thump."

One of the French players, whose mental fortitude was slightly weaker, knelt on the ground, clutching his chest and gasping for breath, his face ashen.

"What...what is this?" Pierre Carson's hands were trembling; the fear made him even forget to fire his gun.

At the entrance of the cave.

Zhang Li and Leng Feng, who had just sneaked in, suddenly froze.

Before the two could react, Cang Yu, who had been following behind, suddenly let out a mournful cry.

"唳——"

Its massive body lay flat on the ground, its huge wings folded tightly together, trembling.

Its head was buried between its two paws, and even though Zhang Li was frantically issuing commands in his mind, it could not move an inch due to extreme instinctive fear.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Li cursed under his breath.

Cang Yu is finished.

Zhang Li used his all-seeing eye to its fullest extent.

They peered into the distant abyss.

One hundred meters... two hundred meters... five hundred meters...

There's nothing there...

We don't even know how deep this dark void is!

Zhang Li's heart sank to the bottom.

"Retreat?" Leng Feng's voice was somewhat hoarse. He gripped the shotgun tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

Zhang Li glanced at Tong Yiming, who was teetering on the edge of a cliff in the distance, and his eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

"We will not withdraw."

"The person is right ahead. Even if it's the King of Hell's territory, we'll still go for it today."

He took a deep breath, pulled a plant grenade from his spatial storage, and held it in his palm.

Zhang Li's all-knowing eye sensed the positions of Pierre Carson and the others.

Four people.

All are equipped with night vision devices.

At this distance, with this disparity in equipment, a head-on charge would be suicide.

Furthermore, optical adaptive camouflage is limited...

The low growls from the depths of the abyss continued...

Pierre-Carsson finally snapped out of the dread that had gripped his very soul.

He was a desperado; the more fearful he was, the more brutal he became.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

He released his grip on Tong Yiming, shouting orders as he staggered backward, "We can't stay in this godforsaken place!"

But he had no intention of letting Tong Yiming go.

In his view, this damned Chinese man was the culprit who led him here.

"But before you leave, I'll send you to meet God!"

Pierre Carson's face contorted in rage as he raised his pistol once more, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Tong Yiming's chest.

Tong Yiming leaned against the rocks at the edge of the cliff, too weak to stand.

But looking at Pierre Carson's contorted face, he laughed even louder.

That was a contempt for death, and a mockery of the enemy.

"Trying to run? Too late..."

With his last ounce of strength, Tong Yiming roared hoarsely, "Long live the Dragon Kingdom!!!"

This roar, fueled by all his life force, reverberated throughout the cave.

In the live stream, countless viewers from China broke down in tears at that moment.

The comments section was flooded with messages like crazy.

"Help!!"

"Don't shoot! Please don't shoot!"

"Where's Li Shen? Where's Leng Feng? Come out now!"

At the critical moment.

Unseen by anyone, a transparent ripple had already cut into the battlefield.

Zhang Li was running wildly.

While optical camouflage can make someone invisible, it cannot completely eliminate the air disturbances and footsteps caused by high-speed movement.

Especially since the other side also has thermal imaging capabilities.

While camouflage can conceal vision, it cannot completely insulate against body heat.

In the night vision goggles of the three elite team members, a red phantom was rushing towards them at a terrifying speed.

"Over there! Fire!"

One of the elite team members reacted extremely quickly, turning his gun around instantly.

But Zhang Li was faster than him.

"Bang!"

The iconic roar of the Desert Eagle echoed through the cave.

Zhang Li's enhanced strength allowed him to hold a gun with one hand while moving, without needing to aim.

The all-seeing eye had already locked onto the other's head.

First shot.

The elite team member who had just raised his gun had his head smashed like a watermelon by a sledgehammer, with half of his skull flying off.

Red and white substances were splattered all over the ground.

Then came a second loud bang.

"boom!"

Leng Feng made his move.

He didn't go invisible, so he opted for suppressive fire.

The shotgun in his hand spewed deadly flames.

Although the dense barrage of steel balls did not result in a direct kill due to the distance, its terrifying coverage forced the other two elite team members who were preparing to provide support to tumble awkwardly.

"Ah! My eyes!"

One of them was unlucky; a marble shattered the lens of his night vision goggles and lodged in his eye.

He covered his eyes and screamed and rolled on the ground.

The situation reversed in an instant.

But it was in that very instant.

Gunshots rang out again.

That was the third shot.

That was also the most fatal shot.

"Bang!"

Despite his extreme fear and rage, Pierre Carson did not stop fighting because of the deaths of his men.

On the contrary, the threat of death completely drove him to madness.

His finger pulled the trigger at that moment!

The bullet, carrying immense kinetic energy, spun and tore through the air.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.

Zhang Li had just deactivated his stealth mode and was about to aim his gun at Pierre Carson.

But he could only watch helplessly as it happened.

"puff!"

The bullet struck Tong Yiming in the chest.

A tragically beautiful flower of blood burst open on his chest.

Tong Yiming's body jolted violently.

The immense impact propelled him backward.

Behind him lay a bottomless abyss, exuding a terrifying aura.

"No!!!"

Zhang Li let out a heart-wrenching roar.

Pierre-Karlson seemed still not satisfied after firing the shot.

He looked at Tong Yiming, who was about to fall, and a cruel, sinister smile appeared on his face.

He rushed forward, reached out, and shoved Tong Yiming's shoulder hard.

"Go down and feed the monsters, you bastards!"

Tong Yiming's figure completely lost its balance.

He is falling.

But at that last moment, his gaze passed over Piercassonne and landed on Zhang Li and Leng Feng, who rushed out of the darkness.

His face was covered in blood, and he had a large hole in his chest.

But he was smiling.

Then, darkness engulfed everything.