The Khmer Rouge were adept at jungle warfare, as were the Blood Lion mercenaries.

The Khmer Rouge only fought in Cambodia and the surrounding areas, but the Blood Lion mercenaries had fought all over the world, and in this sense, the Blood Lion mercenaries were more experienced.

Therefore, the Blood Lion mercenaries know any battlefield, do not need to train in advance, do not need to prepare, and go directly to the battle when they arrive in Cambodia.

Generally speaking, when a force travels to other areas, it is necessary to know as much as possible about the local situation, preferably to have time to study the local environment, climate and hydrology, and at the very least to carefully study the map.

But for the Blood Lion mercenaries, this qiē was all waived, and they went straight into battle after getting off the plane.

Luo Qingwu privately questioned whether it was too reckless to let the Blood Lion mercenaries go on such a simple expedition, but after all, this team was to save face for him, so he didn't say anything.

Gradually, night covered the jungle, and the 1st and 2nd regiments finally found no results, so they had to withdraw from the jungle and continue to lay a blockade on the periphery.

For a whole day, there was no sign of the Blood Lion mercenary, and even Bhikshu Schenk couldn't help but be suspicious.

It is not impossible for the two sides to reach a deal on the battlefield.

As for the things outside, Nie Jialin and Zhao Xuan didn't know at all, they had been waiting for an opportunity.

The dark night is their best chance.

The night is also their most powerful dagger.

After simply eating a few compressed biscuits, Nie Jialin used the headset to inform everyone to check the weapon.

"The night is our world, let's do it... Lads. Nie Jialin smiled faintly, dealt with the traces he had just left, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dark jungle, like a ghost.

The Blood Lion mercenaries loved the night, and so did the Khmer Rouge.

Behind a large tree, Chuck is hunched over and skinning a mouse, and it's dinner.

A soldier crouched down beside Chuck and asked, "Captain, it's time for us to do it, right?"

Chuck's hand did not stop, and after skinning the mouse, he cut off a piece of bloody meat with a dagger and stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewing it with great enjoyment.

After a moment, Chuck chuckled, "Wait, what's the hurry." They have been with us for a day, and they are tired enough, so let them rest first. They'll be like this rat later. ”

The soldier nodded in realization, and wiped the barrel seriously.

In the dark night, it was like a holy garment draped over the jungle.

Quietly, several figures jumped rapidly in it, without making the slightest sound, like ghosts.

There was a man hiding at the back of the jungle, who had waited so long that his face was so tired that he had not noticed the movement, and then he had inadvertently snooze.

He was one of Chuck's subordinates, and he only relaxed his guard slightly, but he was detected by Nie Jialin's keen senses.

Just when Chuck's men were unprepared, Nie Jialin suddenly walked around from behind, his arm around his neck, and the dagger slashed violently.

Chuck's men suddenly cracked in their necks, blood gushed out, and he wanted to speak, but his mouth was filled with blood, and he couldn't open his mouth, and from time to time he lost too much blood and died.

As soon as Nie Jialin succeeded, Zhao Xuan and the others hurried over in that direction.

Fighting in the dark, the line of sight is a huge problem, you can't see the other party, and the other party can't see you. Due to the urgency of the mission, the Blood Lion mercenaries did not have time to carry individual equipment, and even the night vision devices were missed.

Therefore, the battle in the dark at this time is the time to test the true strength of the Blood Lion mercenaries.

Around here, there are other of Chuck's henchmen hiding in hidden places, but the Blood Lion mercenaries are the true kings of jungle warfare.

After a day of fighting, the Blood Lion mercenaries almost felt the pulse of the Khmer Rouge, and they were cautious in tactics and took every step of the way.

One by one, the figures were like ghosts, and they groped their way forward, and the traces of walking past did not make the slightest sound.

However, just as the Blood Lion mercenary was about to touch towards the depths of the jungle, the gunfire suddenly rang out, and a bullet grazed directly through Nie Jialin's face.

Nie Jialin snorted and quickly lay on the ground: "Hidden..."

"It's really delivered to the door, let me see where this gang of imps came out of..."Chuck laughed, and a rampant voice sounded in the darkness: "The jungle is the world of the Khmer Rouge..."

However, Chuck spoke Khmer, which Nie Jialin did not understand at all.

"... Why do you talk about people..."Nie Jialin shouted: "What is the ghost called..."

As soon as Nie Jialin spoke, Chuck was stunned for a moment, why did the other party speak Chinese? Shouldn't it be Khmer? Could it be that the government army cowards invited the special forces from China to come over?

If it's really Huaxia's special forces, I'm afraid things are a little bad.

When he was wandering over the years, Chuck had been active on the southwest border of China, and his memory of the special forces in China was still fresh, so he was simply not human.

That time was also in the jungle, Chuck was chased by the Huaxia special forces for three days and three nights because of drug trafficking, and the other party was going to be arrested alive before he could extinguish his mouth.

As a result, Chuck, the prison director, was in prison for the first time, in a prison in Huaxia.

Therefore, Chuck can fully understand the meaning of what Nie Jialin said, because he studied in a prison in Huaxia.

"I really didn't expect that the cowards of the government army actually invited the special forces from Huaxia to come. Chuck sneered and shouted in Chinese, "Let the horses come..."

"Dude, I'm afraid you're mistaken, grandpa, I'm not a special soldier, grandpa, I'm just here to take your life. After Nie Jialin hid in a bush and shouted, his body rolled quickly, heading in another direction, and joined Zhao Xuan and the others.

Sure enough, after Nie Jialin shouted, the sound of being shot by a bullet suddenly sounded in the place where he was originally located.

It was Chuck who fired the gun, and the bullet missed, Chuck's head was a little weak, and things were a little tricky.

The other party is a real iron-blooded army, and it is not ordinarily difficult to deal with.

At this time, for Nie Jialin, the gunfire exposed the location of Chuck and the others, although there may be a certain deviation, but it will definitely not be too bad.

Nie Jialin did not order to return fire immediately, but ordered: "Judging from the gunfire just now, the enemy should be twenty meters away from us,"

Nie Jialin touched his nose, thinking of countermeasures in his mind, and now that he could only take things by surprise, otherwise his side would fall into passivity.

After thinking for a moment, Nie Jialin quickly gave instructions to his comrades-in-arms with gestures, ordering his brothers to stay where they were and attract the other party's firepower, while the others went around the Khmer Rouge and made dumplings.

Although the jungle was very dark, only a vague shadow could be seen when you got closer.

However, having this shadow is enough, Zhao Xuan and the others are all brothers who were born and died with Nie Jialin, and they have long been cultivated into a deep tacit understanding. Through Guò Nie Jialin's vague gestures, he immediately understood what Nie Jialin meant.

Several people acted quickly, silently scattered, and gathered twenty meters in front of them.

After everyone dispersed, Nie Jialin shouted: "I heard that you are the Khmer Rouge? What kind of thing do the Khmer Rouge do? I have seen white cotton, but I have never seen a red one." ”

After shouting, Nie Jialin quickly changed his position.

Nie Jialin's words were heard in Chuck's ears, and Chuck was angry and shouted, it's okay to insult him, but you can't insult the Khmer Rouge...

That is their ideal, it is their belief in fighting, it is their beautiful land...

This is absolutely not allowed to be trampled on by others.

Anger overwhelmed Chuck's mind, and he yelled loudly, "Kill them for me..."

Suddenly, countless tongues of fire erupted and poured towards the place where Nie Jialin had stayed before.

Nie Jialin smiled gloomily, "A bunch of bad pens... The Khmer Rouge..."

With his right hand lightly pressed on the headset, Nie Jialin whispered, "There are two machine gunners at twelve o'clock and two o'clock, kill me." ”

Nie Jialin's headset did not hear the echo of his teammates, but there were two gunshots that were so low that they were almost negligible, and then the two machine guns that were frantically spraying tongues of fire suddenly became mute.

When his own men fell, Chuck finally realized what had happened.

As soon as he shot on his side, he was completely exposed to the other party's sight, as if a blind man was fighting with a normal person by sound.

"Stop," Chuck shouted violently, "all stop, disperse, these cunning enemies are around, now try not to use guns, use daggers to deal with them." ”

At this time, Nie Jialin's voice rang out again, "I said you guys... I'm just staying here, you can't beat it, and I say you're embarrassed to be a terrorist. ”

Chuck was trembling with anger, and no one could question the red cotton... And no one can question the fighting power of the Khmer Rouge ...

However, Chuck told himself to be calm, to be calm.

Chuck gritted his teeth and let his people disperse, leaving him and his two brothers alone, hiding behind a large tree, and Chuck shouted, "You're going to die a terrible death... I swear..."

"I don't know if I die miserably, then I don't know, but I know that you will definitely die a miserable death, because I will kill you..."

As soon as Nie Jialin's words fell, two gunshots rang out again.

"Holy shit, what are you doing with Lao Tzu's hair..."Nie Jialin shouted violently: "The hairstyle I just made..."

At the same time, one of Chuck's subordinates excitedly shouted at Chuck: "Boss, hit..."

"Hit you paralyzed, hit Lao Tzu at the point..."Chuck slapped his man on the head, and he always felt strange in his heart, as if a huge net was slowly coming down to him.

Perhaps it is the fear that is still fresh in the memory of the Chinese special forces, Chuck has failed very few times in his life, and the one planted in the hands of the Chinese special forces is the worst.

The soldier was slapped by Chuck, and he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, it was so dark, who could aim accurately... Stared at the eyes, looked at it for a long time, and fired two more shots in a row.

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