The armed drug dealers were active in the tropical jungle all year round, and they could walk as fast as they were flying barefoot, and they always followed Han Feng and them according to the direction of the cut vines and the position of the blades of grass.

Of course, Tang Bowen was also trained in jungle warfare, and he casually set up measures to confuse the enemy when he was advancing, but because the enemy was equipped with a bloodhound, tracking the blood stains left by Han Feng, the tracking direction has always been correct.

Now Han Feng has three guns in his hand, an M4, a P5, and a 9mm pistol, four Type 77-1 grenades, which are simply armed to the teeth, he quickly ran in the opposite direction, the smell of blood left on his body attracted the hounds, Tang Bowen heard the barking of the dogs gradually faded away, and began the difficult trek again.

The drug dealers searched under a large banyan tree, the hound stopped and hesitated, just roared at the tree, the drug dealers raised their guns and shot at the tree, the leaves were scattered, but there was no sign of prey.

A drug dealer picked up a gun and skillfully climbed the tree, and after some searching, he finally found a bloodstained strip of cloth on the branch, and he waved the strip of cloth below and shouted: "Disperse the search!"

As soon as the words fell, the gunshot rang out, the drug dealer in the tree was shot in the thigh and fell down the tree, everyone was frightened, searching for the place where the gun was fired, but found nothing, a moment later, another shot rang out in the other direction, the hound was shot and fell to the ground, whimpering and screaming, this time everyone saw the direction of the shot, and shot together, the bullets rained down, and the branches and vines fluttered everywhere, and the leader shouted: "Stop!"

The leader sent two people to check, but there was no movement for a long time.

"Dusa, Stephen, what do you see?" shouted the leader.

There was still no response, and the leader felt bad, so he beckoned everyone to surround him, only to find that both were tied to a tree and the guns were missing.

"Quickly form a small team in groups of five, and the squads should not be too far apart. See each other. A chill swelled in the leader's heart, it seemed that the other party was not small, and he didn't know that it was the people on the mountain.

A burst of gunfire rang out, and three drug dealers were shot and fell to the ground. The rest of the men hurriedly lay down, looking for cover to return fire, and the jungle was full of gunfire, but they were all shooting blindly, because there was no target in sight.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "I see him!"

Visibility in the primeval forest was low, the canopy of the towering trees covered most of the sunlight, and there were spreading vines and leaves everywhere, and only a black shadow was seen as agile as an ape, jumping around the trees with the help of rattans, and the movement was so fast that it was impossible to react at all.

Another rain of bullets poured down. But the other party has long disappeared, and launched an attack from an unexpected direction, this person's marksmanship is extremely accurate, not hitting the body or the head, specifically hitting the thigh. This is by no means because he has a compassionate heart, but because the wounded can reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness, a wounded soldier needs at least one person to take care of it, and the tragic condition of the wounded soldier can also hit the enemy's morale.

The drug dealers were attacked very badly, and they did not dare to disperse the search, but gathered together to act collectively, but this was just so miserable. The grenade fell from the sky, the timing of the explosion was just right, it exploded in mid-air, the drug dealers were blown to a blur of flesh and blood, and the grenades in the jungle had limited lethality, otherwise the drug dealers would have suffered more casualties.

The leader was angry. Originally, I came to search and hunt, but I didn't expect to be "hunted" by the other party, and more than a dozen brothers were lost in just ten minutes, and the blood loss in the thigh was very fast, and two people died because of the lack of timely treatment. If this continues, sooner or later, the whole army will be wiped out.

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Tang Bowen waded along the stream, and there was a dense sound of gunfire behind him, and they couldn't help but look back at the dense forest, speechless.

"You can't do anything! Tang Bowen looked towards the place where the gunshots sounded and whispered.

Without any further stop, Tang Bowen continued his journey, walking along the creek for a few hours, the stream joined a larger river, there was a dirt road on the bank, and there were faint stilted buildings in the distance.

This is a small village on the border of Kokang District, where the villagers used to grow opium poppies for a living, but now they have switched to other cash crops, but no matter what they grow, they cannot get rid of poverty.

The mountain people were extremely hospitable, entertained the embarrassed Tang Bowen with rice, after the trek in the jungle, Tang Bowen's clothes were torn into strips of cloth, and he looked similar to a beggar, after eating, Tang Bowen took out a hundred yuan people and handed it over, the mountain people excused themselves, but the attitude was not so resolute, Tang Bowen couldn't help but say that he stuffed the banknotes, and the simple smile on the honest face of the mountain people came, and he ran to bring a lot of tropical fruits for him to eat.

After resting enough, Tang Bowen asked to inquire again, this place is very close to Kokang Old Street, the territory of the first special district of the Shan Gang is still relatively safe, those drug dealers and small warlords dare not give face to the special district, Tang Bowen thought about it, and decided to hire an ox cart to go to Lao Cai, and find a way to return to China from the vicinity of the South Umbrella Port.

There was no need to bring the gun, he dismantled and buried it by the river, spent twenty yuan to hire an ox cart, Tang Bowen rode to Lao Cai, silent all the way, and did not dare to think about the good brothers who were trapped in the jungle because of covering them.

After walking for several hours, he finally arrived at Lao Cai, the seat of the Kokang SAR government, where there are Chinese character signboards everywhere, and pedestrians on the street are difficult to tell whether it is Chinese or Burmese, Tang Bowen opened his mobile phone and looked, sure enough, there was a signal, his first thing was to call back to China, let Su Dongting launch intelligence to find Han Feng, but did not dare to tell Yang Xi the news that Han Feng was injured and left alone in the forest to fight, otherwise with his understanding of Yang Xi, the girl would definitely rush into the forest with a gun to find Han Feng.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Bowen went to buy clothes first, wearing tattered strips of cloth to cross the border was too ostentatious, and he must be noticed by the border armed police, so he must buy a suit to wear first.

I found a cheap clothing store, and when I was bargaining for clothes, I drove a pickup truck behind me, and there were several soldiers in single green military uniforms sitting in the car, holding automatic rifles in their hands and red armbands on their arms.

Suddenly, the pickup truck reversed and retreated, the soldiers in the car jumped down, and a person who looked like an officer pushed the car door and walked straight to Tang Bowen, Tang Bowen's muscles instantly tensed, ready to explode at any time.