The Khmer Rouge were easily recognizable by their distinctive black military uniforms with strips of black cloth tied around their heads, written in Khmer "Anka", or painted with the Khmer Rouge symbol.

Bhikshu Schenk quietly groped his way with someone, trying to take it in one fell swoop.

However, Nie Jialin's angry roar suddenly sounded in Bhikshu Schenk's headset: "Bastard, what are you doing... I'll be right back..."

Bhikshu Schenk was stunned for a moment, glanced at the Khmer Rouge soldiers looming in front of him, and clenched his fists to signal the troops to stop advancing.

"What do you mean?" Bhikshu Schenk was a little annoyed, seeing that he was about to succeed, but was stopped by Nie Jialin: "My people are about to surround the Khmer Rouge..."

However, the next moment Bhikshu Schenk blushed at what he had just said.

The flanking soldiers did not receive the order from the bhikshushchenk in time and continued to advance, when suddenly, a rumbling sound rang out, and the ground shook.

The bombs that had been planted in the jungle in advance were blown apart in an instant and flew into the sky.

Bhikshu Schenk was completely stunned, if it weren't for Nie Jialin's timely reminder just now, I'm afraid that he wouldn't even be able to find a whole corpse at this time, and he couldn't help but secretly sweat.

At this time, looking at the Khmer Rouge soldiers, there was no trace.

Bhikshushenk's mass was a decoy, and apparently these Khmer Rouge soldiers were also bait, using a trick to lure the enemy deeper and make them dig their own graves.

The Khmer Rouge was the best at fighting jungle warfare, ambushing all kinds of organs and all kinds of tactics, making it impossible for others to guard against them.

Of course, they can only fight in the jungle, otherwise they will not be killed by the Vietnamese People's Army in the first place.

There is no war in this world that relies entirely on guerrilla warfare to determine victory or defeat, and all guerrilla warfare is only a supplement to the frontal battlefield.

Bhikshu Schenk was just about to ask Nie Jialin what to do next, when suddenly gunfire rang out in all directions, and there was no human figure in sight, only countless muzzles spraying tongues of fire.

Bhikshu Schenk tore off his hat, slammed it to the ground, and yelled, "Brothers, hit me... Kill all these devils..."

The sound of gunfire suddenly resounded throughout the area, and a group of soldiers could not dodge, and were swept away by stray bullets from time to time.

Some died on the spot, and although some were not in danger of life, they lost their combat effectiveness and could only lie on the ground in pain, enduring not making a sound.

At this time, Chuck was lying behind a big tree, smoking a cigarette leisurely, and said to his brother next to him: "Damn, how can the current soldiers fight so poorly, what a waste of Lao Tzu's bullets." Sooner or later, this land belonged to Colonel Soong Shuang, to the great Khmer Rouge. ”

"That's it, just because these little hairy people want to fight with us, go back and eat milk for a few more years..."A soldier excitedly echoed: "Kill all these capital dogs..."

A cigarette was smoked by Chuck after two puffs, and only the butt remained, Chuck threw the cigarette butt aside, patted his butt and stood up, facing the direction of the ball. Hit a shuttle bullet.

Chuck then whistled, and the Khmer Rouge soldiers quickly withdrew from the battle and ran deeper into the jungle.

Absolutely not in love with war, fight and run, this is the Khmer Rouge combat principle.

Bhikshu Schenk was on fire, and he felt as if something was wrong, and it seemed that the gunfire was much quieter.

After listening carefully, I finally found that there was not the slightest gunfire on the other side, and all the gunfire was from my side.

"Damn...", scolding hatefully, Bhikshu Schenk called the troops to cease fire: "Stop shooting... They ran away..."

In the headset, Nie Jialin's voice rang out at the right time: "Leader Bhikshu Schenk, you clean the periphery now, and leave the rest to us." ”

Bhikshu Schenk wanted to say something, but he himself knew that his own people did not have that strength, and they had to let the Blood Lion mercenaries go.

So, Bhikshu Schenk had no choice but to nod and say, "Be careful, we are ready to support at any time." ”

Chuck and the others were like monkeys in the jungle, their movements were very agile, and they disappeared into the jungle in a blink of an eye.

However, they didn't notice it at all, and they didn't know when they had quietly followed a tail.

Just as the Blood Lion was following the Khmer Rouge in its fast march, the group that had thought that it had nothing to do with itself was once again violently attacked.

And as soon as the other party made a move, it was an RPG, and more than a dozen rockets were shot with smoke in tow.

A group of nerves had just relaxed, but I didn't expect it to come so suddenly, and I didn't have time to react for a while, and I suffered heavy losses.

Under the attack of heavy firepower weapons, the scattered formation could not organize a powerful counterattack at all, so it had to retreat to avoid its edge.

Bhikshu Schenk was already on the verge of breaking down, being beaten passively one after another, losing so many people, and leaving his spirit on the verge of collapse.

Leaning against a tree and panting, Bhikshu Schenk scolded loudly: "Bloody lion mercenaries of dog days, haven't they already determined the location of the Khmer Rouge? What is it..."

Glancing at the scarred soldiers who were following him, Bhikshu Schenk yelled angrily: "Signal Corps, notify the Second Regiment in charge of the perimeter blockade, let them carry heavy firepower weapons such as individual missiles and drive in, and clear this area for Lao Tzu's firepower..."

The soldiers shouted in unison, "Yes..."

The Khmer Rouge was very cautious, scattering a soldier one mile apart from each other in the front, back, left, and right directions, responsible for moving and observing the enemy's situation.

However, this happened to give the Blood Lion mercenaries a chance, and Zhao Xuan led the three soldiers to quietly touch it.

The dense jungle gave the soldiers the best cover, and the Khmer Rouge ceased to be hunters, now they were prey.

The Khmer Rouge soldier in charge of the guard kept an eye on his surroundings as he moved forward quickly, unaware that a sharp knife had crept up on his neck behind him.

When it was too late, Zhao Xuan's body rushed out like a leopard, and the fast knife slashed through the soldier's neck with lightning speed.

Before the blood spurted out, Zhao Xuan had already dragged the soldier's body into the bushes.

The soldier didn't have time to make a sound, and Chuck didn't notice it.

One of the soldiers walked up to Chuck and reminded, "Captain, I feel something is wrong?"

The Khmer Rouge soldiers were not mere soldiers, they had become criminals after the Khmer Rouge had collapsed, relying on all kinds of illegal means to make a living.

Colonel Song Shuang also paid great attention to absorbing the most vicious criminals from all over the world, believing that these lumpenproletarians had a stronger will to fight, and had a stronger sense of danger than ordinary soldiers.

Colonel Song Shuang was right in this matter.

"Huh?" Chuck glanced back at the soldier, "Reason?"

The soldier glanced around with a wary gaze: "It's too quiet, it's surprisingly quiet..."

When the soldier said this, Chuck also found out, as if there was really something very wrong, and there was a feeling of being targeted.

Chuck's narrow triangular eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and he glanced at a few of his subordinates and made a gesture to wipe his neck.

A few people immediately understood and quietly dispersed around.

If you don't look up carefully, it is difficult to find that on top of these trees, there are soldiers in camouflage uniforms.

Nie Jialin hugged the trunk of the tree, pressed the headset with the fingers of his right hand, and whispered: "Brothers, the prey has come out of the nest, ready to do it..."

In the position where Nie Jialin was squatting, a subordinate sent by Chuck carefully searched over.

His eyes surged around vigilantly, but he didn't bother to look up at the top of his head.

Nie Jialin held his breath, without making the slightest movement, and a half-foot-long fast knife was already in his hand.

Fiercely, the quick knife came out of his hand and went straight to the back of the soldier's heart.

Almost at the same time, Nie Jialin grabbed the vine in one hand and jumped down from the tree.

At the moment when the knife was inserted into the soldier's body, Nie Jialin also came to the soldier's side and quickly drew the knife.

Nie Jialin, the fast knife player, is the best at using a knife, and in a blink of an eye, the knife has already slashed across the soldier's neck, and a bloody head rolls down.

In the case of ferocious beasts, the hunter's general practice is to terrify it, drive it away, and then look for an opportunity to attack.

And Chuck at this time, he couldn't sit still.

The people who sent out have not returned yet, which makes his heart very uneasy.

The air around them was as quiet as deathly as if it had been emptied.

After hesitating for a moment, Chuck felt that he couldn't stay here any longer, his gang had obviously been targeted, and the few men sent out had probably become the swords of others.

Being able to lock their position so quickly, these people are obviously not good.

Chuck doesn't know who these people are, but it's certain that they aren't the pig-like government forces.

At the moment, Chuck quickly ordered a retreat, got rid of the tracking of these people, and then found a way to fight back.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Xuan fell to the ground and looked at the traces left on the plant: "The prey has run away, and the show has begun..."

How did Chuck know that he had clearly exposed the route and location to the eyes of the Blood Lion mercenaries.

"Be careful of the traps, you can chase the prey..."Nie Jialin whispered in the headset, and divided his troops into two ways to start tracking.

Zhao Xuan followed the original route of Chuck and the others, while Nie Jialin led people to distance themselves from Zhao Xuan and distributed them on Zhao Xuan's flank.

At the same time, Bhikshu Schenck's side was caught in a complete scuffle.

The Khmer Rouge troops unleashed smoke grenades, and the jungle was covered with a thick fog that it was not clear who was who.

And they came out of this smoke like ghosts, and from time to time they attacked Bhikshu Schenk's team.

As a last resort, Bhikshu Schenk had no choice but to order his troops to gather together and fight back.

The gunfire around became more and more intense, and the Khmer Rouge actually used a large number of RPGs, and the rockets kept shooting as if they didn't want money, and for a while Bhikshushenk was powerless to fight back.

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