As one of the members of the Underworld and the Acanu Tribal Combatants retreated, the militants rushed towards the tribe like crazy. For long before the battle, House had promised that whoever was the first to occupy the house of the Arcanu tribe leader would have 100,000 Citicoins, and each of them knew exactly what 100,000 Citicoins meant. And for this reason, when the ghosts and others retreated, they would rush to the tribe so frantically!

However, if someone looks down from the sky at this time, they will see that the retreat of the ghosts and others is not a rout in the true sense! Although the mercenaries and fighters of the underworld city in the four directions of the tribe began to retreat to the center, it was the wounded combatants who ran at the front, and behind these people were the fighters of the Akanu tribe, and the last were the members of the ghost team!

After running back for a distance of dozens of meters, the ghost in charge of the broken ghost squatted down suddenly, and then took out a grenade from the tactical vest, and on the pull ring of this grenade, there was also a slender wire, and the ghost who placed the grenade in the corner pressed the grenade under it with a few bricks, and then straightened the wire, tied a thin branch on one side, and inserted it in the corner on the other side, looking at this thin wire that was almost difficult to find with the naked eye, and looked back at the militants who were running, and the ghost's face suddenly showed a sneer.

After doing this, the ghost picked up the assault rifle in his lap and took a few steps forward before disappearing into the corner.

A few minutes later, with a dense sound of footsteps, a dozen militants strode over, and none of these militants saw a single thin wire under their feet.

"Ding!"

One of the militants suddenly felt as if he had tripped over something on his ankle, and when he stopped, he wanted to look down to see what it was, but he didn't find anything. And at this time, with a crisp sound, the militant whose face suddenly turned pale turned his head and saw the naughty grenade hiding in the corner, and at the moment when the militant stopped, the militants behind him had already surpassed him at this time!

"No~~"

"Boom!"

Shouting, the militant saw a ball of fire light up in front of his eyes, and his body suddenly felt a strong force, and the whole person was uncontrollably lifted by this force, and then quickly flew into the sky!

At the last moment of his life, although the militant said what he wanted to say, it did not mean that the militants next to him could have enough time to react, the time of these specially modified grenade fuses was extremely short, from the grenade ring was pulled apart to the grenade exploded, it only took more than a second, and this short time of more than an hour will be the last time for those militants to appreciate this beautiful world!

The strong shock wave caused by the explosion directly lifted the militant into the air, and the whole militant who was like a broken sack fell heavily to the ground after flying, and the militant's body was covered with large and small grenade fragments, and there was already less air intake and more air out!

The bricks pressed on the grenade were also blown up by the grenade, like a piece of hidden weapons flew towards the militants, among which several bricks smashed heavily on the heads of several militants, and the heads were directly dropped to the ground by the militants who opened the scoop with blood on their faces, and with the hit of several grenade shrapnel, these militants who fell to the ground never got up again.

"Da Da Da ......"

As soon as the grenade explosion ended, the ghost that had disappeared in the corner just now showed its figure again, and the ghost without any hesitation had already pulled the trigger of the assault rifle in his hand at the same time as he showed his figure, and the target of the ghost was the militants who had not yet reacted!

In the muffled sound of bursts of fire, blood bloomed on the chests of one militant after another, and then these militants, who felt that their bodies were slowly losing their strength, also fell to the ground, never to get up again.

"Bang Bang Bang ......."

The ghost who shot while counting the bullets in the magazine, after the last bullet was fired out of the chamber, the ghost threw the assault rifle counterclockwise behind him with his left hand, and at the same time, the ghost's right hand quickly pulled out the tactical pistol inserted in the right side of the thigh, quickly pulled out the holster, and then pulled the trigger again!

A nine-millimeter pistol bullet came out of the muzzle of the gun and burrowed into the chests of the remaining militants, killing them to the ground as well!

After firing a magazine, the ghost quickly turned around, and after replacing the pistol with a new spare magazine, inserted the pistol back into the quick-draw holster. Then, once again holding the assault rifle hanging on his back in his hand, the ghost who had also replaced the assault rifle with a new magazine flashed and disappeared from everyone's sight again.

The houses in the Arcanu tribe are arranged in such an orderly manner that even the distance between the buildings seems to be about the same, and this arrangement is very conducive to street fighting by the ghost squad. At this time, the ghost team must drag all the militants to the periphery of the tribe, and the wounded of the Akanu tribe are retreating in an orderly manner, while the remaining more than 100 fighters are still guarding the center of the Acanu tribe! If the militants reach the center of the tribe at this time, they will see that the number of combatants is decreasing, and they will also find that there is a problem in it, and once they find out the problem, all the actions will be exposed to the eyes of the militants, and this operation will also be a failure, and they will have to delay this operation!

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

"Team leader, let's go up!"

In the center of the Akanu tribe, in a house, the three people of Jiang Chen's group were hiding in it, and Huangfu Feng, whose face was full of excitement, suddenly ran in front of Jiang Chen and said. At this time, the three members of Jiang Chen's group looked very embarrassed, and their camouflage uniforms were stained with a lot of mud, but the fighting spirit exuded from them did not decrease at all.

"No, have you forgotten what the captain told me before?" Jiang Chen, who heard this, almost didn't think about rejecting Huangfu Feng's words, and long before the action, the ghost forbade Jiang Chen's group to participate in the street fight.

Looking at Huang Fufeng's disappointed expression, Jiang Chen continued: "Wasn't the battle just now cool enough? Besides, do you think your current strength can fight street battles?"

"I ......" Huangfu Feng, who heard this, just wanted to say something, but after seeing Jiang Chen's eyes, he was speechless, Jiang Chen was not wrong, although he had trained for so many years, he had not practiced the battle of street fighting, not just Huangfu Feng, Jiang Chen and the Nalan army on the side also did not have any experience in street fighting!

"But we can't wait!" Huangfu Feng, who glanced at Jiang Chen, said, his tone was quite helpless. Listening to the sound of gunfire coming from all over the place not far away, Huang Fufeng knew that it was the members of the ghost team who were constantly moving back and forth from house to house, dragging the militants and destroying each other at the same time. And several members of the ghost squad moved back and forth and shot in the middle of more than a thousand militants like this, thinking of the Huangfu Feng here while admiring the strength of the other party, a trace of powerlessness also emerged in his heart.

"When you get stronger, you can help them!" Jiang Chen said, glancing at Jiang Chen in front of him. At this time, Jiang Chen didn't have that sense of powerlessness, Jiang Chen used to think that he could completely crush everything with his own strength, but after experiencing so many things, Jiang Chen no longer had such thoughts, but began to get stronger and stronger!

And Huangfu Feng, who was next to Jiang Chen, slowly clenched his fists when he heard this, and he didn't know what he was thinking about writing with a hint of light in his eyes!

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

At this time, on the periphery of the Akanu tribe, seven or eight militants rushed into a room in a swarm, because just now, they saw a mercenary running into it, and the militants who had long been driven crazy by them were willing to let go of this opportunity at this time, and they rushed in with automatic rifles in their hands almost without thinking, and seven or eight militants suddenly filled this small room.

However, after rushing in, they didn't see the mercenary just now, and they were greeted by two grenades thrown in from the window!

"Boom! boom!"

Frightened militants crowded each other to be the first to run out of the room, but in the end, none of the militants managed to get out of the room! In the midst of two loud explosions, the two militants who happened to be at the door of the room were lucky enough to be pushed out of the door by the blast wave of grenades, and only a few grenade fragments were pierced in their thighs. And the rest of the militants did not have such good luck. After the explosion ended, only one or two faint breaths could be heard in the room filled with gunsmoke, and it was a matter of time before the rest of the militants in the room died on the spot in the explosion, and those who were seriously injured would die from blood loss in a few minutes! In this short period of minutes, if an outside militant ran into the room to treat these seriously wounded militants, these people still had a chance to live!

But in this realm where guns are more valuable than life, in this realm of blood and the jungle, no militant will burst into the room to save them, and they can only die slowly.

Although it will not be long before the militants will burst into the room, they will target the valuable things on the militants. Even these seriously wounded militants watched their so-called companions walk away after taking all the valuable things they had on them, without even looking at them, no matter how the seriously wounded militants on the ground begged them, they still acted as if they did not see them. And in the eyes of these militants, there are really only those valuable things.