And it turned out that his choice was right, half an hour later, a map of the general direction of the opponent's force layout appeared in his mind, in the direction of nine o'clock and three o'clock, each had a sniper hiding in the dark, of course, this is only his appearance, and it is not confirmed whether there is a deeper hidden, and on the front, there are two infrared detection machine gun towers, the golden bullet chain is hanging hideously outside the machine gun, rotating under the drive of electricity, capturing any wind and grass will not hesitate to destroy with strong vitality, the appearance of this thing, makes Zen Qi more cautious。 』

It is absolutely impossible for a lama to have such a high-tech weapon, and the appearance here proves that another source of intelligence of the Zen Xi Monastery, "Freemasonry!" is also involved! Obviously, this is something that only an organization like Freemasonry can have, and what is even more fatal is not this, but a few people sitting around the campfire, they are masters! It is the kind of master who is one in a million, no less than him!

This is not his groundless, but feeling! It is also experience, because, just now when he used the telescope to probe a few people, the other party actually raised his head and looked in his direction as if he felt something, fortunately he restrained his breath and spirit in time, and only then did he avoid the other party's appearance, this scene made his heart tighten, you must know that the distance between them is five kilometers!

Five kilometers, and at night like this, you will lose your view almost a few hundred meters away.

However, even at such a distance, the enemy can still sense that something is wrong with his sense and spirit, which shows that the enemy's experience and spiritual power are no less than his own! That kind of spiritual sense can only be possessed by the master of the master!

Zen Qi felt tricky for the first time, he knew that if he sneaked over like this, the chance of not being shown was almost zero, and if he fought head-on, then it would be a luxury to be able to get out of the way, thinking of the Zen Eight who had never met, his mouth was filled with a trace of bitterness, a rookie, even if he waited for him, what could he do?

Masaki, this man who has become a descendant of Zen Buddhism, in his eyes, is just a rookie of good luck, to be honest, he can't figure out why the above would hand over such an important task to this rookie who has never met, he doesn't expect Masaki to help him at all, on the contrary, it's good if he doesn't make trouble for himself!

With such an awareness, Zen Qi silently took out a dagger, and lurked forward like a ghost, like a wild cat that blended into the night, avoiding any obstacles that might lead to exposure, and even the dry branches on the ground had to be dodged, because in such a silent night sky, even the quietest movement would lead to unnecessary danger and vigilance.

Soon, in the process of cautiously advancing, Zen Qi reached the first target in his calculations, the first sniper ambush in the bushes eight hundred meters away from the opponent's camp, the close distance, so that he was confident enough to wipe off the opponent's neck before the opponent could react, however, he did not do this, but quietly lurked beside him, listening attentively to something.

A minute later, what he wanted appeared, the sniper who was ambushed in the shadows, suddenly muttered a string of numbers to himself, and then fell silent again, and after two minutes, it was the same string of numbers.

Zen Qi has a number in his heart, and sure enough, the other party is very careful, and he is also very professional, and the regular number is to prevent a certain gathering point from being touched, it is conceivable that if he wipes the other party's neck just now, I am afraid that it will only take two minutes at most, and the invasion will be completely exposed.

Zen Qi is now facing two choices, one is to knock the opponent down, and then expose the invasion two minutes later, completely facing the opponent's search and attack, and the other is to bypass the opponent, but in this way, he will have to face a two-sided attack after being exposed for a while, no matter which choice is made, there is great danger.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first," Chan Qi had a plan in his heart, and softly detoured back to his rear from the side of the sniper, he decided, let this sniper go for the time being, the goal this time is that as long as the location is caught or known, the others are not important.

Unexpectedly smooth, he bypassed the third sniper, less than three hundred meters away from the opponent's camp, here, he stared with bated breath in the bushes, listening carefully to the movement over there, such a position, the other party's faint speech can be roughly heard.

Zen Qi squinted his eyes and tried to look at the other party's camp, trying to capture the information he wanted from it, but helplessly, there was no one who looked like him, which made his eyes involuntarily devote his eyes to the only tent in the camp.

"Could it be that you are there?" said Zen Qi secretly in his heart.

Ten minutes later, a man dressed in mercenary clothes, walked towards the tent in the camp with his head down, without attracting anyone's attention along the way, his eyes flashing with alertness and caution in his lowered head, it was Zen Qi.

Just now, he sneaked up on a patrol member, changed into the other party's clothes, and approached him disguised as a member of the other party, which was the only way he could think of it, and the only way it worked.

His heart was raised very high, because he could keenly feel the trickiness of the people guarding the campfire, and just their glances carried a chill that made goosebumps on his spine, and he tried to pretend to be natural, and to restrain the mental power of the whole person, so as not to let the other party notice the slightest difference.

It's close, it's close, it's only a few meters away from the location of the tent, and his heart is also mentioned to the highest, as long as he confirms that he is in it, he can carry out the next plan in time, presumably now, the teammates of the Zen Temple are already in full gear.

A distance of a few meters, like running a cross-country, pretending to walk to the side of the tent in the blind spot of other people's sight, Chan Qi quietly stretched out his hand and gently lifted the curtain of the tent.

"It's a trick", this is the first thought that comes to Zen Qi's mind, because inside the tent, there is no one, it can even be said to be empty, there is no furnishings, just an empty tent, sitting here alone.

"This little brother, inside, is it still good-looking?" As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, a voice sounded behind him, making a layer of fine beads of sweat instantly appear on Zen Qi's forehead, and his arm holding the door curtain was also stiffened there, and the whole person seemed to be motionless as if he had been clicked on the acupoint, and even felt difficult to turn around.

As soon as the words fell, almost instantly, Zen Qi's figure suddenly rushed forward, and he did not retreat but advanced, ignoring whether the owner of the figure behind him was pointing a gun at him, and he actually gambled with his life, because he didn't know how many people were behind him, and what weapon was used against him, he knew that if he turned back, it would take at least a few tenths of a second, which was enough time for the other party to pull the trigger, so he could only make a decision that surprised everyone and threw himself into the tent.

As soon as the servant landed, Zen Qi rolled again and again, and his body instinct made him react like this to avoid the normal person's subconscious shooting trajectory, however, he didn't react at all when he appeared behind him.

The silence behind him made Zen Qi's brows furrow deeply, he didn't know if the other party didn't have time to react, or if he regarded himself as a turtle in an urn at all, and he would have the current situation if he was confident.

However, the hesitation in his heart could not stop the movement in Chan Qi's hand at all, this thin tent was not an air-raid shelter, he never wanted to be his safe haven, in his hand, I don't know when a green dragon bullet appeared, and the other hand was a dagger with a unique shape, flashing with metallic light, and it was not a mortal soldier at first glance.