At this time, the situation of these militants carrying the corpses of their companions was of course seen by the ghosts and others in the Akanu tribe, and when they saw these militants using the corpses of their companions as a shield, the ghosts had no other expression on their faces except for some surprise. As a long-time traveler who has been around the world, this is not uncommon, and he has seen other terrorists use the corpses of their comrades as cover.

"No one is allowed to shoot, let them in!" said the ghost who glanced at these militants, and after saying this, the ghost turned to Acanu who was squatting next to him and said, "Let your people withdraw to the tunnel, and they will not come out without my order!"

"The fighting has not stopped, we will not withdraw!" Hearing this, Akanu subconsciously said, as the leader of the Akanu tribe, after agreeing to the affairs of the two governments of the Southern Soviet State and the Soviet State, he was ready to die with House.

"You can't do the next thing even if you want to, you can only do it a disservice by staying here!" the ghost said, patting Akanu on the shoulder, "There is still a long time ahead, and you have a chance to fight these militants!"

"Okay, be careful!" Hearing this, Akanu could only give up, he also knew that the next battle should be street fighting, and for this, it can be said that no one in the Arcanu tribe is good at this.

"Yes!" the nodding ghost watched as Acanu slowly left the place, and in other places, more than a dozen fighters of the Acanu tribe also withdrew from their positions and walked into the house of the chief Acanu tribe! There are as many as seven or eight such tunnels in the Akanu tribe, and each tunnel crossing is only connected to each other. Two days ago, after the ghost's order was given, hundreds of adult men in the Acanu tribe began to move, and with the efforts of these people overnight, most of the work was finally completed, but fortunately, the soil of the Akanu tribe and its vicinity was relatively hard, and after simple reinforcement, hundreds of Acanu tribesmen managed to hide in the tunnel.

Akanu, who had just climbed down the tunnel, fell into darkness, because of the time constraint, there was no lighting installed in the tunnel, and the people in the tunnel could only rely on the flashlight they carried with them to provide lighting, and Akanu, who had just climbed down the tunnel, wanted to turn on the flashlight in his hand, and a strong light shrouded his face!

"Who!" With a hint of warning, Akanu, who was covering his eyes with his hands, even heard the sound of an automatic rifle being loaded!

"Babu, it's me, Akanu!" said Akanu, barely adapting.

"Chief!" Babu quickly turned the light of his flashlight down, and walked in front of Akanu.

"Babu, what's going on, where did you dig it?" asked Akanu, who had left the Babu here on purpose, so that he would be able to blow up the tunnel in the first place if it was discovered by the militants outside.

"We haven't dug it yet, but we're working on it," said Babu.

"Take me there!" Akanu was the first to walk into the dark tunnels, while Babu stood behind Akanu with a flashlight to light his way.

The air in the tunnel is relatively turbid, if it weren't for the ghosts who had carved a few vents in a few hidden places in advance, I'm afraid these people wouldn't stay here for long, and with the slow progress of Akanu and the others, there were a lot of people holding dustpans and other holding tools in their hands, and these people were covered in mud and looked very embarrassed, but the high fighting spirit in the eyes of these people made Akanu's heart surge with infinite emotion, and at this time, Akanu's heart was a little more secure for the victory of this operation.

At the end of the tunnel, four or five villagers were digging with digging tools, and behind these people, one villager lined up in two columns, one of the villagers passed the empty dustpan, and the other row of villagers was responsible for passing the dustpan with dirt to the back, and every once in a while, four or five villagers would take the initiative to take over the villagers who were in charge of digging.

Watching the hundreds of people working together, Akanu's eyes suddenly felt a little moist, and when Akanu singled out all the adult males in the tribe, Akanu didn't even think that these people would be able to return to their relatives. And among these people, many of them are not even from the Akanu tribe, they are all people who have been taken in by the Akanu tribe in the past few years, and when these people were selected, they were also the most active in signing up. And now, Akanu seems to see the dawn of victory.

...... .......

Outside, as time passed, the militants carrying the corpses of their companions on the periphery slowly entered the village, and after entering the village, these militants dropped the corpses on their shoulders to the ground, and then began to move in groups towards the center of the Akanu tribe. However, when they first entered the tribe, they did not see the ghost lying on the roof!

"Sandman, I don't want to see another flare rise into the sky!" whispered as he looked at the militants below, the ghost pressed the headset.

"Understood!" The ghost's headset came from the unusually calm voice of the Sandman, for the militants who were responsible for firing flares a hundred meters away, the Sandman had long wanted to kill them, but before receiving the ghost's order, the Sandman still did not kill these people. And now, here's the Sandman's chance!

At this time, on the tallest building of the Akanu tribe, the Sandman who received the order re-erected the sniper rifle on the side, only to see the Sandman slowly approaching his right eye to the eyepiece of the sniper rifle. Then, a green scene appeared in front of the Sandman's eyes, and in this green scene, several militants stood in place, their hands constantly pounding up and down, as if they were doing something, and these militants were the people responsible for firing the flares, because when the flares glowed, there was a certain range, so these people had to follow the movement of the attacking troops. At this time, they were standing less than a hundred meters away from the Akanu tribe, and this place was a very simple thing for the Sandman!

"Bang!" As a dull burst of gunfire came, a bullet was fired from the muzzle of the sniper rifle. However, due to the installation of a flame suppressor on the muzzle, a part of the powder particles that did not burn out were burned in the flame suppressor, thus reducing the first flame. At the same time, the incomplete oxidation of the gas is in the flame suppressor, so that the secondary flame is formed inside the flame suppressor, so that it will not be exposed to the outside world, and has achieved the purpose of concealing itself. Therefore, when the shots rang out, the militants below did not find the position of the sniper by the sound of the guns! and these militants instinctively lay on the ground, and the militants mentioned here are only the militants within the Arcanu tribe, and for the militants who are responsible for firing the flares outside, they are not aware of the danger!

"Poof!" When the first bullet entered the body of the militants, the militants responsible for firing the flares finally realized the coming crisis. However, at this time, everything can be said to be a useless struggle. In a round of rapid fire, the militants fell to the ground one after another, and the launchers in their hands also fell in pools of blood!

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, the ghost lying on the roof moved, although the ghost's body was equipped with dozens of kilograms, but this did not affect his flexible speed, the ghost holding a saber in his hand jumped off the roof like a dexterous swallow, and slowly moved behind these militants, and at this time the militants were hiding in what they thought were safe, looking around for the position of the sniper, and because the sandman was in front of them, all the militants were facing away from the ghost, and this was undoubtedly a good opportunity for the ghost！

After taking out a shock bomb from his tactical vest, the ghost pulled the safety tab of the shock bomb and threw it directly into the crowd, and then quickly turned around and hid in the corner on one side, and the moment he turned around, the ghost took out two grenades in his hand as if by magic!

"Gollum ......" At the moment when the shock bomb landed, the militants who heard the sound subconsciously turned their heads to see what was happening behind!

"Boom!" At this time, the shock bomb that fell on the ground exploded, and the dazzling white light in the dark night spread out, enveloping the surroundings.

After the noise of the stun grenade cleared, two grenades fell into the crowd. And at this time, the militants who fell to the ground were a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered!

"Boom, boom!" Just a few seconds later, two huge fireballs burst out in the crowd, and the militants who were directly engulfed in flames fell to the ground without even making a scream, and their bodies were covered with large and small shrapnel, and their appearance could be described as very hideous!

As soon as the explosion ended, the ghost with the thunder ring on his mouth ran out of the corner, and then the night vision device, the ghost without the slightest mercy used the assault rifle in his hand to pull the trigger on the militants who were not killed!

"Da Da! Da Da! Da Da ....." In a short and regular burst of fire, the chests of the unsuspecting militants bloomed with blood, and under the double blow of stun bombs and grenades, these dozens of militants completely lost the conditions to resist, just waiting for the ghosts to shoot bullets into their bodies!

After firing the bullets in the magazine, the ghost threw the assault rifle in his hand behind him, then pulled out the tactical pistol in the holster, and after loading, pulled the trigger again at these militants!

On the other side, when the Sandman's sniper rifle sounded, the armed men of the squad also lay on the ground and began to look for the location of the Sandman!

"Poof!" In a slight sound, the body of the militant lying at the end shook, and then the whole person fell to the ground softly! And at his throat, a hideous wound was spitting blood! And in the faint night light, only a figure could be seen moving back and forth between these militants, and as this figure continued to move, one of the militants would fall to the ground completely, and in the darkness, it seemed that the faint light reflected by the saber held by this figure could be seen!

"Brady, do you see the sniper?" said one of the militants, looking in the direction where the gunfire was coming from, patting his companion on the shoulder without looking back, but he didn't get any movement from Brady!

"Brady?" The militant who slapped the other party several times in succession finally noticed a trace of abnormality, and the militant who turned his head just wanted to say something, then saw that his companion was still lying on the ground, and a thick smell of blood entered his nose, and at this time he noticed that it was abnormal! The mouth and nose of the militant who had just wanted to make a move was suddenly covered by a huge palm!

"Poof!" The militant with a cold neck felt a hot current flow out of his neck, feeling the gradual passage of his life, and the militant subconsciously covered the wound on his neck with both hands! However, the blood still couldn't stop flowing out of the cracks, and at the last moment of his life, the militant saw his companion who had fallen to the ground, and even the body had become cold, as well as the figure who suddenly broke in! And this person was the deputy leader of the ghost team, Raiden!

Looking at the corpses of dozens of militants who fell to the ground, and these people are all the masterpieces of Raiden just now! Raiden, who could not see any emotion in his eyes, inserted the sharp saber in his hand back into the scabbard, turned around and left here, because in other places, there were countless militants waiting for Raiden to clean up!

Elsewhere, a member of the ghost squad showed his skills, and amid the fierce gunfire and explosions, a militant who had broken into the tribe fell to the ground, never to get back to his feet. Without flares, these militants who have broken into the tribe are like blind rats in the absence of lighting equipment! And the ghost squad with individual night vision devices is like cats in the night, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as lions! And if a mouse encounters a cat, it can only be the fate of being slaughtered! And in fact, when these militants entered the Acanu tribe, their fate was already labeled, and if they were given another choice, they would not have chosen this path at all, and they would not even take up these evil weapons!

"Phew!" On one side of the Arcanu tribe, when the ghost killed the last gasping militant, the ghost spat out the grenade safety ring in his mouth, and then looked at the corpse of the militant lying on the ground, and the gunfire and explosions around him slowly stopped, and the ghost's face rarely showed a smile!

"With these equipment, I believe that the battle will be easier!" the ghost's deep voice drifted farther and farther in the slow, gradually silent night sky......