Several large helicopters whizzed through the air, all painted black, making it difficult to distinguish in the darkness of the night.

When the plane landed on the abandoned airport, many burly and powerful people jumped out of it.

There are also some people who seem short and concise, but the momentum that bursts out of their eyes and bodies is not inferior to those who are tall and tall.

As soon as several groups of people jumped down, they immediately assembled in the open space, and they looked distinct.

Some have Asian faces, while others have European faces.

There are also those that are black from head to toe, as if they are about to melt into the darkness.

If you weren't wearing clothes, you would almost be unrecognizable.

They're from Africa, and they're pretty much all of them with guys in their hands.

Several leading figures walked up to them and began to give a lecture, each with its own words, and the words spoken by the aunt were much the same.

In the dark, silent deserted airport, no one was speaking, except for a few leaders' voices.

Even the breathing of the large number of troops seemed very cautious and inaudible.

Those people are like sculptures, fully showing a terrifying momentum.

And in the surrounding jungle, there were all kinds of small beasts staring at them on the ground and in the trees, and their small eyes showed fear and inexplicable excitement and curiosity.

And among these eyes, there are also many pairs of large eyes that exude cruelty, bloodlust and anger.

Just as the leader's lecture was over and everyone nodded vigorously, suddenly a bombardment began.

Countless bullets and shells blasted towards them, and many of them seemed to fall from the sky and exploded among them.

Immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Although these guys are very tough and experienced, they were also at a loss for a while under such a fierce attack, and more than half of them were killed in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the originally silent and abandoned airport was in flames.

There were bombings and screams everywhere, and it was even more lively than the New Year.

Some fell to the ground, covered in blood, and their legs were blown off.

Seeing the bombardment around them, they kept crawling forward, dragging half of their bodies to get out and find a safe place.

Some had their arms blown off and could only stare their heels.

But even if they were lucky enough to save their lives in the first attack, the second attack still caused them a catastrophe.

More** poured down, like a heavy rain.

It's like not wanting money, blowing them to pieces, and you can't even save a finger.

Rather than describing the explosion as a heavy rain, it is better to describe it as a huge waterfall pouring down, and no one can escape.

The sudden bombardment lasted thirty minutes, which in the eyes of ordinary people was a very short time, and the walk passed before you knew it.

But for all the tough people present, it was a nightmare and hell.

I don't know how difficult it is in just thirty minutes.

Finally, all the bombardment stopped.

The abandoned airport was plunged into darkness, and only those who were not dead, but were still dying, were wailing.

There were also some guys who were lucky enough not to be killed or injured to let out beastly roars, and with the same bloodlust and cruelty on their faces, they lunged in the direction where the shells were flying.

They had already experienced the initial panic, and now they were completely insane, although they could not be said to be in composure.

The smell of blood pervading the surroundings made them twitch their noses constantly, and they actually felt a burst of excitement coming from their internal organs.

Thirty or forty intact men remained, scurrying like wild beasts into the surrounding jungle.

But it wasn't long before they let out screams again, and all sorts of crashing sounds.

It turns out that there are many traps around the abandoned airport, and some of them will hit a wooden plank full of sharp iron nails when they step on a rope.

Some of them accidentally rolled into traps, which were filled with sharp awls.

This fall into it is equivalent to being pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows.

All kinds of pitfalls, and so on.

In an instant, these thirty or forty people were destroyed, even including those few leaders.

In the darkness, the screams became more and more intense.

Some people even scolded, and some cried and begged that they should not have come here if they had known, and that they would fall into hell on earth when they came.

In the darkness, a faint sigh suddenly sounded: "Yes, you shouldn't have come here." But there is no way, people die for money, and birds die for food. Now that you have come here with the money, you should know that you can pay the price of death at any time. ”

The man was also black, and walked to the center of the field with a sharp axe in each hand.

At this moment, the lights were lit up all around, and the deserted and dark airport was as bright as day.

There was blood and human remains everywhere, and a few people who didn't die struggled to pick up their weapons and smash them at the man who spoke vividly.

Even if you want to die, you have to drag one to your back.

The black man had a sarcastic smile on his face, and he swung his axe a few times, and then screamed.

Finally, no one who landed at the airport was alive.

And the black man named Mike raised his axe and blew hard.

He was angry and said, "Even you bunnies want to fight with us, it's far away." I hope that your souls can return to their hometowns, stay there and stay there, and don't come out again. The world is so big, and it's full of risks. ”

He said bitterly, and turned around and walked back with two axes.

Soon, the deserted airport fell into a large silence, no different from before.

The difference was that the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and even the little beasts around them were very uncomfortable with vomiting when they smelled it.

Almost at the same time, on a remote highway that was about to form a diagonal with the abandoned airport—

This highway is rarely walked anymore, after all, it is just a provincial road.

With the development of national highways and highways, few cars pass through here, except for some overloaded or smuggled goods trucks.

The ground is full of potholes, and even a motorcycle can be undulating even if you drive on it, let alone a large car.

At this moment, under the dim street lamp, a total of four or five trucks passed by.

They are neither fast nor slow, and they are slightly bumpy, which fully shows that the driver has superb driving skills.

If you look closely, there are several people fixed around the carriage.

With heavy machine guns in their hands, they vigilantly watched the road in front and behind, the surrounding mountains and the air, and protected several vehicles well.

Obviously, if something unusual happens, they can take out a lot of bad guys with their heavy machine guns.

At this moment, several pickup trucks drove in front of me.

Soon, the muzzle of the black hole hole was aimed at them.