The armed men below, all dressed in blue-gray uniforms, looked rather peculiar and lined up in a neat line, much stronger than the average African local armed group, who surrounded the center of the mining area.

And the black armed men under Cobwa, who also dragged a few black men who looked like laborers, came over and stopped in front of a large group of laborers.

One of the armed men kept beating the black laborers with a belt in his hand and reprimanding them loudly. The black man who looked like a small boss said loudly, "These are the people who planned to escape last night. I know that some of you must be helping them. I don't care who this person is, I just want him to watch and see how these people die. ”

With a wave of his hand, the little black leader came over and dragged the black laborers to the side of the tripod and tied them up.

"Here, without labor, there is no food, and there is no drinking water. Since they want to escape, they have to give up the right to work, and also give up the right to food and water to live. They will be tied here until they starve to death. You can watch them die, but no one is allowed to approach them. The little black leader snapped.

The black laborers didn't say a word, almost all of them stood trembling and watched. They had no choice but to watch as a few of their companions tried to escape died. It is not easy to starve a person to death, even in such an environment, it can take several days. The process of starving to death is undoubtedly the most painful and struggling. It was a struggle, both for these few people and for the other laborers who watched them.

"Damn it, you can still see scenes like the abuse of black slaves on American plantations in this era. Crazy Horse lowered his head and cursed to himself, "Captain, are we going to do it?"

"Wait, in this case, we can't win. And we need to find the location of those hostages. Lin Rui put down the telescope in his hand and said in a low voice.

"Damn, I can't stand it. Crazy Horse whispered. "Wouldn't it be easier to do it now that these laborers and armed men would be in a panic, and in the midst of chaos?"

"Yes, it's easier to get started, but it's also easier to miss. Lin Rui said in a low voice, "I didn't find those hostages, they should have been held elsewhere." Fire too soon, and it will expose us. It is in our best interest to keep the action secret. I know you can't stand it, but we still have a job. ”

Crazy Horse took a deep breath and nodded.

"You're here to cover me. I'd go down that corner and dive up to the valley on that side. At the right distance, I would shoot one of the snipers with a bow and arrow. His line of sight was always patrolling below, so I could shoot him quietly and take up that corner. Once I succeed, you go down from the other side and clear the other sniper from behind. Lin Rui said in a low voice.

"Understood. Crazy Horse raised his weapon.

"Try not to use guns, and when we have the high ground on both sides, I'll signal the rest of the men to attack. Lin Rui said in a low voice, "Once their attention is attracted to the actuary, we can move freely." Remember that hostages are a priority. ”

Crazy Horse nodded, "Good luck." ”

Lin Rui put his weapon behind his back and quickly moved towards the location where the sniper was. The sniper was above the river valley, and Lin Rui was above him, about a thirty-meter steep slope from him. Lin Rui estimated the distance, fixed one end of the rope nylon rope, buckled the other end around his waist, and then jumped down suddenly.

Thirty meters is not a distance that can be lowered at once, but he can't stop too many times in order to ensure efficiency. It is simply to take advantage of the additional resistance provided by the lock during the fall. Control the speed of the fall. Pedal on the mountain wall with your feet to control the distance between yourself and the mountain wall.

After a few ups and downs, Lin Rui was already less than twenty meters away from the militant. But where he stepped on, a few small pebbles rolled down the slope, and Lin Rui knew that it was not good, so he didn't have time to think about it. He rolled over and wrapped the rope around his waist, struggling to stop the fall. Maintain the relative stability of the body within a few seconds.

He then placed a long arrow of an alloy cluster on the bowstring and quickly completed the opening of the bow. The sniper below felt a few small rocks rolling down from the mountain wall behind him, and hurriedly raised his head to observe. Just as he looked up. Lin Rui's bowstring rang.

It's a Crazy Horse's own custom hunting compound bow, and the weight of one hundred and fifty pounds is not something anyone can pull away. Coupled with the extremely lethal multi-edged arrows, the arrows shot with such a terrifying heavy compound bow have extremely fast muzzle velocity. Crazy Horse once shot a wild boar with such an arrow, and the thick boar could even be pierced by an arrow.

"Boom!" there was a soft sound, and the militant fell headlong. He struggled a few times but couldn't speak, for the arrow went through his throat and opened a large hole in the back of his neck. The cluster of arrows pierced his throat and trachea, and the sharp prismatic expansion of the arrow also damaged his cervical nerves quite badly, and he convulsed for a moment and never moved again.

Lin Rui let go of the rope and quickly landed beside him, looking down at the hapless sniper. After making sure that he was dead, he breathed a sigh of relief, removed the lock from his waist, and crouched aside. Lin Rui observed the surrounding situation with a telescope, pressed the headphones and whispered, "Crazy Horse, I'm already in place, it's up to you." ”

"Yes, I'm on your right side. Crazy Horse had also rounded up to the other side of the high ground, where the slope was much greater than Lin Rui's, and he almost ran over at great speed. Before the sniper could react, Crazy Horse's light tactical axe was thrown out of thin air, splitting his neck with an axe.

When it comes to the use of this short-handled axe, no one is better than a true Indian. The hatchet was not only a tool in their hands, but also a deadly weapon. Hundreds of years ago, they used this traditional short-handled axe and bow against colonists from Europe.

Crazy Horse's movements continued unabated, and with the momentum of his forward charge, a tumbling backhand pulled out the axe that was still attached to the militant's neck, and blood spurted out like an arrow. The militant hugged his neck and groped for the gun with his other hand in horror, but the gun rolled so far that he could only watch as Crazy Horse raised his axe again, and his eyes went black. The end of the pain was as abrupt as it came.

Crazy Horse crouched down beside the sniper, reached for his rifle, and whispered, "I'm in place." ”