Chapter Forty-Seven: Crazy Moths

The unpredictable jungle began to rain again at the moment when the sun was born, and the sun was shining high, and the drizzle did not stop, which was so strange.

The two of them found a sniper point in the empty shell of a large tree, lurking there, where they could guard the front while sheltering from the rain and prevent "dampness!"

This solar rain is not as brief as in other places, it lasts for more than an hour and does not stop, and the only benefit of this rain is that the mosquitoes that are raging have disappeared without a trace.

The two continued to be silent there, and suddenly, Donald Duck smashed the lone wolf:

"Look, what a big airdrop!"

Following the direction of Donald Duck, the lone wolf saw a slowly descending umbrella bag in the air in the air more than 500 meters away from him, but the umbrella bag was composed of three parachutes, and the hanging materials were three or four times larger than before.

"If we get this airdrop, then we'll be rich!"

"Hehe, it's not that you don't know, where there is an airdrop, there must be someone, I don't know how many eyes are looking here, and how many people will die near this airdrop!"

Looking at the slowly falling airdrop, it is fat in the eyes of many people, but this piece of fat is not very delicious, and it is trivial to eat it badly, and the key is to die.

The airdrop is slowly falling, and the lone wolf understands that he doesn't know how many pairs of cross-lens are aimed at the airdrop.

"Woo-woo"

The sound of the motorcycle banging on the accelerator sounded again, but this time the sound was very loud, and within a few seconds, a row of people in black rode motorcycles, driving towards the airdrop, gradually approaching the airdrop.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the man in black on a motorcycle fell in response, and the motorcycle rushed out, falling to the ground and roaring.

Only then did the lone wolf understand why the motorcycle could be freely driven on the grass, and it turned out that the tires were equipped with barb-like anti-skid equipment.

The rest of the motorcycles stopped, only to see one of them pointing in one direction, and the rest of the personnel did not go in the direction of the airdrop, but all rushed in the direction that the man was pointing.

"Bang bang!"

There was another gunshot, and another motorcycle man in black fell to the ground, but the rest did not stop at all, and the people behind pressed over the man, bloody and miserable.

It turned out that the gunshots rang out, and the men in black judged the position, and one of the guys' motorcycles rushed up, and the man in black leaned over and hooked a barbed iron hook to the backbone of the ambusher.

A scream resounded through the jungle.

The man in black increased the throttle and used the steel hook to tie it to the motorcycle and dragged the ambushed contestant across the grass.

"Are they so blatant?" said Donald Duck.

"That's right, they're so blatant, who would dare to shoot when they saw the ambush man's end?

Bruce didn't speak.

The screams of the ambushers died down, and the gang untied the ropes, screaming and slamming the throttle towards the airdrop.

"It's the first time I've seen such a blatant airdrop, it's too arrogant!" Donald Duck said.

"They're not scary, what's scary is such a big airdrop, what the hell is in it?"

At this time, Donald Duck said: "Look at the lone wolf!"

It turned out that the ambusher who had been tossed by the motorcyclists was not dead, but only completely unblemished, and now, a man was slowly approaching the man.

The lone wolf's eyes did not leave the ambusher, but saw the man approaching the ambusher, holding the man in his arms, and weeping silently!

"He's together, we have a chance!"

"What chance?"

"Me and you, we still need a helper to get rid of such a motorcycle party!"

"Lone wolf, are you crazy? It's dangerous, what if he kills you?"

"No, his hatred is completely in the motorcycle party, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend, a very simple relationship!"

Before Donald could speak, the lone wolf crawled towards the man!

Getting closer and closer, it seemed that the man was immersed in grief, and did not know the approach of the lone wolf.

The lone wolf pounced on the man, knocking him down, and put a dagger against his neck.

"If you want to live, listen to me!"

The man's eyes were full of tears, and he struggled hard, and the lone wolf tightened his knife, and the blade touched his throat, and the man fell silent.

"I'm not here to kill you, if I kill you, one bullet will be enough!"

This person is a European and American, I don't know which country it is, and the lone wolf has to communicate in English.

"Maybe we can work together to avenge him, blood debt and blood for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, and an airdrop!"

The man stopped moving, and the lone wolf put down the knife in his hand, and the man got up and knelt beside the dead body!

The lone wolf looked at the corpse, but his hand never left the pistol at his waist, and if there was anything wrong with this man, he would blow this guy's head right away.

The corpse no longer had any intact skin, and I don't know how many motorcycles had been pressed against him.

After a long time, the man wiped away his tears, looked at the lone wolf with anger on his face:

"How?"

The lone wolf looked at the man, a bearded, Caucasians, with thick black eyebrows, murderous eyes, and a high nose.

The lone wolf stretched out his hand:

"Lone wolf!"

"Owl!"

The two shook hands, trusting each other, maybe only for a moment, and the two crawled in the direction of Donald Duck.

"This is Donald Duck, this is an owl!" The lone wolf introduced, and the two took a look.

Donald Duck said: "Those guys opened the airdrop, I don't know what is inside, I can't see it, I just are trying to flip the motorcycle!"

"It's a modified Vulcan machine gun that can be loaded directly onto a motorcycle!" the owl said.

"No wonder!"

"What the hell can you do, I must avenge my brother!"

Donald Duck and Lone Wolf understood why the owl was so sad.

"We shoot, kill one or two, at most five, and their convoy will crush us, and we can only outwit!"

"How to outwit?"

"I hope there isn't anyone else around here!"

"No?" said the owl, "except for the two of you and my brother who didn't find out, I cleaned up the rest with him, and besides, many people avoid these motorcycle parties!"

"That's easy!"

The lone wolf took out the competition guide from his coat pocket, drew it on it, and then said: "This place is grass, and on the right side of the grass, here in H land, there is a swamp, and the grass on it is dense, and the key is all dead grass, we just need to lure these guys here, thirty-six, we can deal with it!"

The lone wolf was still thinking about who would seduce him, but the owl suddenly said, "Leave it to me!"

Lone wolf said: "That swamp is a man-eating swamp, owl, we have to prepare a little for you!"