This battle in the middle of the night began abruptly and ended quickly.

The quadruple machine guns exchanged by Tang Chen had a rate of fire of up to thousands of rounds per minute.

And the top-level spear fighting skills allowed Tang Chen to basically be able to shoot without missing a bullet.

Although there were a lot of drug dealers sneaking over, it was really not enough compared to the number of cannonballs Tang Chen.

If it weren't for Tang Chen to let the hunters see the characteristics of drug dealers, I'm afraid this battle wouldn't have taken a minute from start to finish.

As soon as the machine cannon in Tang Chen's hand stopped roaring, Zhao Yiting pinched the neck of a "black buddy" and appeared in the sight of the hunters.

After discovering that the hunters were curiously looking at this "black buddy" like a dead fish, Tang Chen opened his mouth and introduced:

"Lieutenant Colonel Dorne, a second-order genetically modified person, has the ability to be a first-order silent person and a second-order light-collector. ”

"The First Order Silencer is capable of making it impossible for sounds below eighty decibel to travel within a certain area. ”

"The second-order light collector can absorb a small amount of light and heat in a certain area, which is useless during the day, but at night it can make your infrared night vision devices completely ineffective!"

"Just such a little black brother who is usually not good enough to hunt bulls, in this specific environment, almost let more than 100 of you die without knowing how to die!"

After the introduction, Tang Chen gave Zhao Yiting a look, so Lieutenant Colonel Dorne, who was used as a teaching material, was twisted by Zhao Yiting's neck.

"Let's go! Give up everything except dry food and ammunition! In the next three days and two nights, you won't have a chance to cook or sleep!"

After issuing the order, Tang Chen took the lead in dragging his four-ton cannon weighing more than ten tons to the front of the team.

......

Three days later.

It was five kilometers away from the secret anchorage point of the Third Nuclear Submarine Brigade of Venezuela given by the old principal.

The hunter squadron led by Tang Chen and more than 100 special service personnel were caught up by the drug dealers' pursuers again.

Why do you say "again"?

Because this is the 37th "close encounter" between hunters and drug dealers in the past three days and two nights.

"Boss, I always felt that if you hadn't dragged that bulky machine gun, they wouldn't have found us so easily!"

Song Kaifei, who was hiding behind a boulder, complained while shooting.

At this time, the gunfire of the hunters' team seemed to be sparse, because after three days and two nights of fighting, they had already emptied their ammunition several times.

If it weren't for the fact that after each repulsion of the drug dealers, they could replenish a certain amount of ammunition from the corpses left by the drug dealers, they would really have to fight with the drug dealers with bayonets at this time.

What is surprising is that under such a high-frequency and high-intensity battle, the "bulky machine gun" in Tang Chen's hand has never been dumb!

Even rifle bullets have been empty for several rounds, and there are still shells left in the machine guns? What do you call this?

So at this time, Song Kaifei showed that he was complaining, but he was actually euphemistically patting the horse.

If it weren't for Tang Chen dragging this machine gun weighing more than ten tons to "fight for thousands of miles" and never firing dumb fire, it would be difficult to say how many of them would survive to this position at this time.

Of course, Tang Chen could understand that Song Kaifei was patting on the back, but at this time, his mood was not beautiful at all:

He didn't use a hundred meritorious services to exchange this machine gun, but in the past three days, he fired more than 500 meritorious shells, so can he be in a good mood?

So Tang Chen directly ignored Song Kaifei's sycophancy, and continued to urge the communication soldiers: "Have you been contacted?!"

"No response! Why don't we get closer after we've repelled this attack?" replied the communications soldier helplessly.

As early as a day ago, Tang Chen had arranged for the communications corps to continuously send a signal for help to the Third Nuclear Submarine Brigade of Venezuela.

But I don't know if it was because the signal was too poor or the interference was too strong, and the hunters never received a reply from the submarine group.

"Mack, these deaf people, keep calling!"

After Tang Chen cursed, he picked up his machine gun, turned around and jumped down the mountain.

Before his figure landed, his original location was covered by a rumbling explosion.

"Phew!Nell!Phew!"

Tang Chen, who was overturned in the air by the blast wave of the explosion and fell into a, spit out the loess in his mouth while cursing Major General Nell, who made him so embarrassed.

At this time, after three days of fighting, Tang Chen already knew who was biting behind him.

It is the troops of the Tiger faction of the drug dealer Dumb Zhou Group.

And the reason why Tang Chen, who possessed advanced jungle tracking skills, couldn't erase his traces and couldn't shake off the pursuit of drug dealers was because Colonel Randolph of the Tiger Sect was a third-order tracker.

Tang Chen hadn't tried to take advantage of the night to touch the drug dealer's position and knock Colonel Randolph away.

As a result, he was almost killed by Major General Nell and Colonel Honda.

Honda's speed of drawing the knife that Tang Chen couldn't even react to, caused Tang Chen to have no advantage in close combat.

And Nel's "artillery specialization" that made Tang Chen jump up and down caused Tang Chen to not have an advantage in the long battle.

No, a round of artillery bombardment covered it, and even Tang Chen, who had top-level gun fighting skills, didn't have time to intercept it, so he could only transfer his position in disgrace!

"Damn fourth-order genetically modified people! Damn fourth-order artillery expert! And that 'delicate' refining master......"

After fighting continuously for a day and a night, Zhao Yiting's spirit could no longer maintain the needs of the battle, so she was labeled as "delicate" by Tang Chen.

......

Twenty minutes later.

Just when the scolding Tang Chen completed the position transfer again, the communication soldier finally brought him a piece of good news: "Hunter!

"What?!" Tang Chen, who was a little angry, didn't react for a while.

"Submarines!" reminded the communications officer succinctly.

"Okay!" Tang Chen, who was discouraged by Major General Nell's shelling, instantly came to his senses and shouted loudly on the radio: "Dolphins, dolphins! This is the hunter! Please answer if you receive it!"

"Roger!Hunter! It's a dolphin!," a calm male voice came over the radio channel.

"We need **support!We need NMF-18 short-range**4! Location: North latitude XXX, East longitude XXX! Repeat ......"

Tang Chen, who connected to the communication of the submarine team, did not delay for a moment, and immediately called for ** support.

"Received! Done!" After Tang Chen finished calling, he immediately heard a calm reply from the other side.

A few seconds later, Tang Chen, who had the skills of radar eye and eagle pupil, saw the ** flying five kilometers away for the first time.

"Hey, Die Nell! This time it's Grandpa's turn to invite you to eat the cannon!" This was Tang Chen's first thought after seeing **.

"Huh, isn't it called 4 pieces, why did you shoot 24 pieces?" This was Tang Chen's second thought after seeing **.

"Ma Dan! What is the point?!How can we even cover and attack our army's position?!" This was Tang Chen's third thought after seeing **.