224: Chapter 224 The Art of Walking on a Knife's Edge!

Qin Feng's breathing almost stopped at this moment, his eyes fixed intently on that black pressure plate.

Lanna's collarbone was less than two centimeters away from that pressure plate.

He could even see the last thin layer of sand covering the pressure plate vibrating slightly with the rise and fall of her chest.

"Damn!"

Qin Feng cursed inwardly.

"Who the hell laid this mine?"

"They're practically an artist, and a psychopathic one at that!"

He had to dismantle the mine's fuse without changing the pressure.

The conventional method was to find the fuse's safety pin and reinsert it.

But this PMN-2 in front of him had obviously been modified; the safety structure was destroyed, replaced by a much more sensitive trigger mechanism.

The only way was to use external force to precisely replace the pressure of Lanna's body before he could proceed.

Qin Feng pulled a compressed biscuit out of his tactical backpack.

That's right, a compressed biscuit.

He then pulled out his dagger and, like a sculptor, began to carve it with extreme caution.

In the distance, Yaro and the female captives all held their breath, watching this scene in confusion.

"What is that man doing?"

"At a time like this, how does he still have the appetite to eat?"

Only Yaro vaguely guessed Qin Feng's intention, and her heart jumped into her throat.

"Using a biscuit to replace the pressure of a human body?"

"What level of precise calculation and operation does this require!"

Qin Feng's movements were slow, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the scorching sand, evaporating instantly.

He carved the compressed biscuit into a wedge shape that perfectly matched the gap under Lanna's collarbone.

Then, using the back of his dagger to support the small piece of biscuit, he bit by bit pushed it into the gap between Lanna's body and the landmine.

One millimeter.

Another millimeter.

His hand was as steady as an ancient rock.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.

Time became incredibly long at this moment.

Finally, the edge of the biscuit piece gently touched the pressure plate of the landmine.

Qin Feng stopped moving.

Through the faint vibration transmitted by the dagger, he could feel that precarious balance.

"Lanna, don't breathe," he whispered.

Lanna's heart trembled in fear, and she immediately held her breath.

Qin Feng closed his eyes, adjusted his mindset, and then opened them suddenly!

"Now!"

His wrist flicked imperceptibly, and with a clever force, he jammed the biscuit into the gap.

At the same time, he growled: "Arch your back! One centimeter!"

Almost reflexively, Lanna used all her strength to lift her waist slightly.

"Click!"

An extremely faint, almost inaudible sound came from the landmine.

That was the transfer of pressure; the biscuit piece had completely "taken over" the pressure of Lanna's body.

And the fuse, because of this momentary pressure fluctuation, issued a warning.

Everyone's hearts nearly jumped out of their chests!

However, the anticipated explosion did not occur.

Success!

Qin Feng's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Step one, complete!

"That was damn thrilling!"

Qin Feng hadn't felt this thrilled in a long time.

It was just like walking a tightrope on a cliff; one slip, and he would be history.

Now was not the time to slack off. He used the tip of his dagger to quickly pry open the shell of the landmine, searching for the connection point of the fuse.

"Found you!"

A flash of light appeared in his eyes, and the tip of the dagger flicked and sliced.

"Ssss..."

A metal wire thinner than a strand of hair was precisely cut by him.

"Done!"

The first mine, neutralized!

Qin Feng let out a long breath, feeling as if he had fought a battle for three days and three nights.

Now was not the time to rest; his target turned to the next one.

The Type 72 plastic mine located under Lanna's right hip bone.

This was an even more troublesome guy.

Its shell was plastic, making it hard for metal detectors to find, and its performance was extremely unstable.

Sometimes, a gust of wind could make it "excited."

Qin Feng repeated his old trick.

Carving the biscuit, finding the gap, replacing the pressure, cutting the fuse...

Every step was like walking on the edge of a knife.

Time passed minute by minute.

The sun gradually slanted westward, stretching their shadows long across the sandy ground.

In the distance, the female captives went from initial terror to numbness, and now to shock.

They watched that man from the Dragon Kingdom, like the most devout believer, lying on the ground, using a small knife to pull Lanna back from the hands of death, bit by bit.

That focus, that calmness, and that superb technique were beyond their comprehension.

Even Yaro was stirred.

She considered herself a top-tier soldier, having experienced countless life-and-death situations.

But a man like Qin Feng, who was bold yet meticulous and could combine technique so perfectly, was something she had only seen once in her life.

This man, this man was not only confident but also extremely crazy!

"Done."

I don't know how much time had passed, but when Qin Feng dismantled the fuse of the last M14 mini landmine, he felt completely drained, collapsing onto the sandy ground, panting heavily.

He turned his head and looked at Lanna, who also looked exhausted, grinning to reveal a mouthful of white teeth.

"I said, I don't do losing deals."

"Now, you can get up."

Lanna was a bit worried and couldn't help but ask: "Is it okay?"

"Don't worry!" Qin Feng was exhausted.

"Then I'm getting up." Lanna summoned her courage and stood up cautiously.

Her movements were very slow, very slow.

She was afraid of triggering the surrounding minefield.

Just then, the ground not far away seemed to shake slightly.

Lanna thought she was seeing things, but when she looked closely, it was a yellowish-brown snake.

It was about the size of an index finger and almost the same color as the Gobi Desert; it was truly perfect camouflage.

The little snake was very fast, winding and spiraling on the sand as if it were swimming.

Swoosh!

"Careful!"

"Careful!"

Lanna and Yaro shouted in unison.

In fact, Qin Feng had already perceived it; under Danger Perception, the snake's target was not him at all, but Lanna.

At the critical moment, he raised his hand and grabbed, firmly pinching the Snakehead of the venomous snake.

This time, he finally saw the appearance of this culprit clearly.

It was indeed hard for an average person to discover; it was so fast, and if it didn't move, one would really think it was a stone.

At this moment, the venomous snake was flicking its tongue, revealing two fangs!

"Good stuff!"

Qin Feng took a bottle directly from his pocket, grabbed the Snakehead, and pressed it against the bottle.

The venom flowed along the snake's teeth into the bottle.

With this thing, when the bionic spider infiltrates for assassinations in the future, it will be a piece of cake.

Keep it!

Must keep it!

Lanna, on the side, said with a look of disgust.

"Take it away! You scared me to death! Hurry!"

Qin Feng deliberately waved it in front of her, feigning to scare her.

Then, with a turn of his dagger, he sliced the snake's belly, squeezed it, and a snake gallbladder popped out.

Qin Feng deftly tossed it into his mouth; this feeling was just too refreshing!

"Ah!"

Lanna screamed in fright!

"Chef... you're so disgusting!"

"Russian Girl! You don't know anything!"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and retorted.

"I'm doing this to avenge you."