He made a decisive move, a deadly move, and a blink of an eye.

Qiao Ying watched in the dark, and the gaze locked on Ye Mohan's body flashed with amazement from time to time.

This man must be the leader of this team of soldiers, right?

At the time of life and death, the living mercenary still cared about the middle-aged man, so the two PLA soldiers easily grabbed the middle-aged man and took the briefcase from him.

Ye Mohan took the briefcase from one of the soldiers, opened it and glanced at it, seeing that the confidential documents inside were all there, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Take people away." Before he could say anything, ten mercenaries suddenly burst out of the territory, and when they saw the corpse of their companion not far away, they raised their guns and opened fire.

"Retreat!"

All the mercenaries in the territory have been annihilated, the enemy agents have also been captured, and they now want a safe retreat.

Ye Mohan ordered, with a low response, the People's Liberation Army on the mission quickly withdrew.

Unexpectedly, as if they had lost their minds, the ten mercenaries frantically rushed out of the border and chased after Ye Mohan and his party.

The terrain here is steep and the geographical location is remote, and it is difficult for anyone to cross the border between the two countries from here, and it is difficult for even ordinary troops in the army to set foot in the territory of the opposite country through here.

However, mercenaries are special soldiers in the class, and the skills they have mastered, as well as the means of survival, are definitely super tough. Therefore, the mercenary team of 20 people led by Charles chose to enter Huaxia from this steep and remote place to pick up people, and wanted to take people out of Huaxia from here.

What he didn't expect was that he would die in Huaxia, in the hands of a little girl, under a clay gun, and what he didn't expect was that half of the elites he brought out accompanied him to die in Huaxia.

"The Huaxia soldiers are no longer out of bullets, catch up with them and annihilate them all, and avenge the captain and our teammates!"

One of the ten mercenaries, with his companions, eyes like fire, quickly chased after Ye Mohan and his party.

It stands to reason that their actions are equivalent to sending them to death, after all, this is the territory of China, and they can't afford these mercenaries to go wild, but these guys may have been stimulated by the death of Captain Charles and so many companions, and they all lost their minds.

The firepower was strong, and Ye Mohan and his party only worked for a short time, and three of them were robbed.

Qiao Ying knew that it would never work like this, but no matter how powerful she was, it would be useless if she didn't have a powerful guy in her hand.

Suddenly, she looked at her hand, and remembered the moment when she shot the middle-aged man and the mercenary with gravel. No, she has practiced, but she has been practicing for half a month to this day, and her internal strength is not strong, how can she smash the middle-aged man's ankle bones and abolish the mercenary's legs at the same time?

She could hear the sound of bones shattering, so she didn't suspect that the middle-aged man and the mercenary had lost their legs when they fell to the ground.

Don't...... Could it be that this crossing has also brought benefits to her body?

Strength, she's strong, is that so?

In her memory, the strength of the original owner of the body was not great, or she tried it, her hands were itchy and unbearable, Qiao Ying held her breath, rubbed a broken stone between her fingers, and hid to observe the ten mercenaries. They are searching for the PLA, and they are not moving fast.

Suddenly, Qiao Ying put away the gravel between her fingers.

Several PLA officers have been wounded, and if she kills those mercenaries now, it will inevitably cause them to go crazy and shoot with guns unscrupulously.

She had to take the PLA to a hidden place first, let the wounded PLA hide, and then work with the other PLA to clean up those mercenaries, yes, that's it!

The mercenaries looked carefully, all of them looked like fierce and bloodthirsty beasts, alertly watching around for movement.

After three consecutive days and three nights of pursuit and fighting, although Ye Mohan and his party still had tough expressions, they couldn't hide their inadvertent tiredness. The unwounded soldiers carried the wounded on their backs, and they retreated cautiously, vigilantly on the lookout for danger not far behind them.

In order to avoid being made dumplings by mercenaries, they erased the traces left behind as they retreated.

The ancient trees were verdant and overgrown with weeds, and the road under his feet was not easy to walk, and suddenly, the soldier walking in the middle with his wounded comrades on his back let out a low voice of grief: "Regiment commander, Haozi needs to be bandaged and treated, otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to go back." ”

He could feel that his back had been soaked with the blood of his comrades, and he could feel that his comrades-in-arms who were already unconscious were breathing weakly at this time, and he wanted his comrades-in-arms to be alive, and he wanted every comrade-in-arms on this mission to be alive, and so far, no one had died in battle, but nearly half of them had suffered minor or severe gunshot wounds.

Fifteen people, a total of fifteen people when they went out on a mission, in the course of three days and three nights of pursuit and fighting, three comrades-in-arms were injured and could not keep up with the team, so they could only hide their tracks in place, waiting for them to complete the task and then go to pick up people. At this moment, in the team of twelve of them, three more comrades-in-arms were injured, among which the comrade-in-arms who was carrying him was particularly seriously injured.

The resolute-eyed, tall and upright men looked at their injured comrades-in-arms, and their eyes were red one by one.

Ye Mohan's expression was serious, observing the surrounding environment and terrain, and after a moment, he made a gesture and signaled everyone to stop: "Give Haozi them bandage to stop the bleeding first, hurry up." As he spoke, he ordered two more soldiers to be on guard, while he continued to observe the evacuation route.

"Regiment Commander, let's go, take everyone away, leave me alone......" The soldier who was called Haozi by his comrades woke up from a coma, his voice was weak, but he maintained the calm that a soldier should have: "We haven't jumped out of the pursuit of mercenaries yet, we can't stop here, regiment commander, quickly lead everyone to retreat, leave me alone!"

"Haozi, you don't talk nonsense, we won't leave you, we won't leave every injured comrade-in-arms, what do we say every time we go on a mission, you won't forget it, right?"

Not to abandon, not to give up, this is their oath, it is their most basic code as soldiers, it is their loyalty to their comrades-in-arms, to themselves, and to the party.

The soldier who went to explore the road one step ahead came back at this time: "Regiment commander, we can't stay here any longer, we must evacuate two miles more as soon as possible, so that it is possible not to be caught up by the enemy and make dumplings." ”

"Haozi's current situation is very bad, if he doesn't bandage and take care of his wounds, he won't be able to get out of this primeval forest. ”

The soldier who was about to bandage Haozi glanced at his comrade-in-arms who was talking to Ye Mohan, and the pain in his eyes was undisguised.

At this time, a soldier with a head of less than 1.8 meters and about 20 years old stood up: "Regiment commander, I'm a sniper, I'm going to lure away that group of dog offal!" Without waiting for Ye Mohan to speak, he turned around and left.