"Bang!"

With the crisp sound of the automatic rifle bullet being bored, a rifle bullet cut a beautiful bullet mark in the air through the head of the team hitter, directly ending the life of the GLBY KPA blocker, without even giving the other party the slightest chance to scream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's going on?"

Worthy of a highly trained mercenary, the middle-aged man led several members of the expedition to rush over less than twenty seconds after the gunshots rang out, and immediately fired a flare into the air, illuminating the nearby kilometer radius as if it were daylight.

"A blocker lurking in the shadows has been shot by me!" Ling Yun chuckled and replied.

Although he is not accustomed to killing people with guns, it does not mean that he Huihui kills people with guns.

At this moment, several members of the expedition dragged the sniper out of the jungle like a dead pig, and threw the corpse of the other party in front of Ling Yun and the middle-aged man very casually.

"One shot, good shot!"

Glancing at the glby KPA sniper who had a big hole in his forehead from a large-caliber rifle bullet, the middle-aged man reached out again and patted Ling Yun on the shoulder next to him.

"Hey!"

"Sleepless tonight!"

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Early in the morning, when the sun had not yet risen over the eastern horizon, all the mercenary members who participated in the expedition got up from their beds like alarm clocks that had been wound up in advance, and then began to eat breakfast in an orderly manner, counting all kinds of supplies and making the final preparations before departure.

After breakfast, Ling Yun returned to his camp tent and put on the moisture-proof camouflage suit and steel helmet, then took out the green camouflage oil paint and painted a thick layer on his face, and then picked up the M5 rifle that belonged to him and walked out of the camp tent.

Before leaving, the small leader named Mason and the other anti-government guerrillas in the base stood by and watched coldly as these explorers entered the Amazon Devil Jungle, where the survival rate was almost zero, and a trace of regret could be clearly seen in their eyes.

Of course, these rebels, whose hands were covered in blood, did not care at all whether the gringos who had entered the Amazon jungle would make it out alive, because no expedition had been able to escape from this dead jungle before.

In their opinion, it is a very wasteful behavior for these explorers to go into the depths of the devil's jungle in the Amazon to die, and to carry so many valuable advanced equipment with them for burial.

Seeing the regretful look in the eyes of these Colombian bandits, Ling Yun whispered very seriously as he passed by Mason, "We will definitely come back alive!"

"Why, every expedition that enters the Amazon Devil's Jungle says this to me!"

Looking at this expedition that gradually disappeared from his field of vision, Mason couldn't help but muttered in a small voice, and then organized his rebels to start laying a large number of minefields at the only entrance to the Amazon Devil's Jungle that could safely enter and exit the Amazon Devil's Jungle, so as to prevent those annoying People's Armed Guerrillas from sneaking into the Amazon jungle at night and causing trouble in the shadows to this expedition that had paid enough price and asked them for protection.

At this time, Ling Yun had already followed the expedition into the Devil's Jungle and officially began this thrilling death journey.

"I have a feeling that someone is spying on our whereabouts, and the other party's current position is about three o'clock!"

After following the expedition team deeper into the jungle for more than ten kilometers and crossing a small river, Ling Yun had a bad feeling that he was being secretly watched, and as the expedition team continued to advance into the depths of the jungle, this feeling became more and more intense, so he used the expedition radio internal communication channel to whisper to the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately glanced at the two men beside him who were holding machine guns and carrying a whole box of bullets and were in charge of fire support, and secretly made a gesture to them that there was an enemy at three o'clock.

The two big men understood, turned their guns almost at the same time, turned their guns in the direction of three o'clock, and then pulled the trigger at a rate of five rounds per second, frantically pouring bullets in the direction pointed out by the captain.

"Ah......h

With the sound of screams, several mercenary members immediately ran in the direction from which the screams came, and when they returned, they already had the corpse of a primitive native.

"Oops, it looks like we've been targeted by the Aqimi who live here!"

On the expedition, an expert who specializes in the primitive tribes of the South American rainforest quickly identified the stalker as a member of the cannibal Aqimi tribe, based on the patterns on the primitive native's body.

Seeing that several jungle exploration experts who had trained themselves showed a look of fear on their faces after hearing the term cannibal Aqimi tribe, Ling Yun couldn't help but tighten the automatic rifle in his hand, which can make these old fritters who fight in the jungle show a frightened expression, it seems that this primitive tribe must be very powerful.

Sure enough, after hearing the unfortunate news that the expedition had been targeted by the cannibal Aqimi tribe, the middle-aged man immediately changed his original straight route to his destination, and instead drew a circular parabola on the map to avoid entering the territory of the Aqimi people.

Although he had changed his route, the middle-aged man didn't seem to be at ease, so he specially assigned a small team of mercenaries to use various high-tech means to clean up the traces left behind by the expedition when it was advancing, in an attempt to get rid of the cannibal Aqimi tribe in this way.

While camping at night, Ling Yun, who was not familiar with the GLBY Rainforest, couldn't help but ask a middle-aged mercenary member nicknamed Mad Dog about the cannibal Aqimi tribe about a middle-aged man who had been specially sent to protect him.

The cannibal Aqimi cannibals claim to be the descendants of the god of death, worship the black that represents death and evil, the number is about 3,000, they see death as a kind of liberation from the embrace of the father, and will kill any enemy who invades the tribe's territory, cut off the other party's head as a sacrifice to the god of death, and then bring the other party's body back to the tribe as prey to cook and eat, is the most brave and ferocious cannibal tribe in the primeval rainforest of South America.

It may be because Ling Yun's identity in this expedition is relatively special, and it is easy for people to mistake him for a relative of the emperor who has a close relationship with the top of the organization, so this guy nicknamed Mad Dog is very happy to solve the doubts in his heart for him.

From the mouth of the mad dog, he learned about the specific situation of this primitive cannibal tribe living in the Amazon Devil Jungle, and thought that if he fell into the hands of the other party, he was very likely to be eaten as food, and Ling Yun's face couldn't help but show a trace of strangeness.

"Don't worry, after all, we have enough advanced weapons in our hands, and we are completely capable of self-preservation!"

Finding a strange look on Ling Yun's face, the mad dog patted Ling Yun on the shoulder comfortingly, and then got into his own wild camping tent with an automatic rifle. (To be continued.) )