There are many words that can be used to describe the night, such as silence and dreary. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But the dark night in the forest is an exception, and those who have had camping experience must know that the dark night not only does not mean silence and dullness, but is very lively.

That's right, the night is as lively as the day, like a crowded temple fair.

Countless you can't see it, but it can see your animals chirping in a low voice. Night is home to predators, a carnival of blood and killing, a nightmare for predators, and a hellish moment for them.

Of course, there are creatures that don't belong here, lurking in the shadows of the trees, waiting for the best time to do the right thing.

A slightly chubby and bald guy leaned against a big tree, the hands of the luminous watch on his wrist pointed to eleven o'clock, looked up at the sky, the moon that chick didn't know when it came out again, but he was too shy to be too presumptuous, and only a little figure was revealed.

The land is shrouded in a faint light, full of mystery and danger.

Whew~

With a long howl, the bald man shivered, and a guy next to him leaned over and said worriedly, "Wolf." ”

There were wolves in the forest, and a wolf howl meant it was summoning its companions, and it was likely that a pack of wolves had gathered somewhere they didn't know.

The bald man gritted his teeth and said, "Are you afraid? ”

"You're not afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, Lao Tzu has killed more wolves than you've ever seen." The bald man is not bragging, as a poacher, he didn't kill dozens of wolves, is he embarrassed to tell people?

The guy glanced at the other party disapprehantly, as if to say that Lao Tzu killed no fewer wolves than you.

The fear in his heart was not brought by the wolf.

"It's time." The bald man spit the cigarette butt in his mouth to the ground, stood up and stepped on his foot, then continued with the gun, "Just like just now, we will run away when the gun is put over there, and we will give me a little sharpness in my legs and feet, and I was left behind, don't expect anyone to save me." ”

No one said anything, and the atmosphere was a little depressing, because they all knew that this was going to die, but they had to go.

Someone has to take the lead to send them to death, but no one speaks or moves, waiting for someone to stand up and pretend to be a b. Don't you like to do this kind of thing?

For a long time, no one moved.

Bald people can only ...... on their own Kick a guy out with a do-it-yourself kick.

"You go ahead."

The guy had a sad face, and he didn't dare to refute, so he could only walk forward.

Cautiously touching a place less than fifty meters away from the camp, everyone held their breath, and the bald man stopped and whispered, "That's it." ”

The order pleased everyone, for no one wanted to get too close to the camp, even though they had lived there until today.

Bang!

Dada......

Only two guns went off, and then these guys were like seeing ghosts, and the ghosts felt very wronged, why did they run away as soon as they went this way?

They ran very quickly and quickly, and sure enough, their caution was right, and within a few seconds there was a counterattack behind them, and then their steps became more urgent.

Bang!

There was another dull gunshot, and the bald man's body trembled violently, and he stopped standing still, a drop of blood flowing down from the heavenly spirit cover, waiting for the two cow-like eyes to stare at the fleeing companions, as if to accuse them of being unjust.

But just like he had warned others a long time ago, his legs and feet were numb, and he was left behind and didn't expect anyone to save him.

Bang bang bang!!

Bang!

Bullets flew from all directions, countless muzzles spewed out high-temperature flames, mixed with deadly bullets burrowing into the flesh, these poor creatures trembled and ran for their lives, some of them died without knowing who killed them.

Although their legs and feet are already very sharp, they still inevitably suffer the fate of slaughter, because this time seems to be different from the last time.

Last time, they just ran away after shooting, even if the other party caught up, they wouldn't chase too hard, they could run away, but this time it seemed that the location was exposed, and people didn't chase at all, it was surrounding!

Flame Rose held an assault rifle in her hand, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the three guys running in front, and after a clean three-shot shot, the corpse fell to the ground, and even tripped the people who followed behind.

Da Da!!

didn't have a second to reflect on them, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they were replenished by a few bullets from the hairball.

The battle is not fierce, but it can make people feel the despair of the abused and killed party, there is no way to enter the heavens and the earth, and there is only a dead end waiting for them.

It's useless to run away, have you ever experienced the despair of waiting for death?

Ten minutes.

After only ten minutes, everything was calm,

A man walked over and looked at the corpses scattered around, there was no joy of victory, only annoyance.

Butterfly came over and saluted Zhang Han, and said solemnly, "Report, all killed." ”

Zhang Han didn't say anything, and gestured to the butterfly for a while, and the butterfly began to check whether the equipment such as guns was damaged, which is a necessary procedure after each use.

There is nothing more important to a soldier than a firearm, which is your most important companion on the battlefield and second to your comrade-in-arms.

Your comrades-in-arms share life and death with you, and the gun fights with you to kill the enemy.

Without firearms, even if there are comrades by his side, it is only a matter of a few more corpses.

"How's it going, is there a result?" Song Bo asked anxiously, because Zhang Han had said before that he still had to confirm something.

Zhang Han nodded, the cigarette butt in his mouth was bitten and broken, and he said fiercely, "It's harassment, they know that the head-on conflict is to find death, and there is no chance of winning, and they want to wait for us to do it after we are exhausted." ”

When they heard this, their faces changed.

This trick is really vicious, even if the women's Marines are all superhumans, it is impossible not to eat and sleep, right?

Studies have shown that people's reaction ability, limb coordination, thinking and judgment will be affected in the condition of sleep deprivation, and if it is severe, it can cause sudden death.

Even if it is a special soldier, after not sleeping for a day or two in a row, his reaction ability is no different from that of ordinary people, and if the group of more than 100 poachers rises up and attacks, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Let's transfer." Song Bo suggested.

Although this suggestion is a bit instigated and there is a suspicion of escaping, it is also the most correct.

Although Ming Fang was not a member of the Women's Marine Corps, she also participated in the discussion now, and immediately rejected Song Bo's suggestion, saying, "No, the people from the Changyang City Bureau will rush here tomorrow, and if we leave the camp now, we will fall back into the hands of poachers, and this operation will be in vain." ”

Alum is selfish, but she has no choice, does she want to let the action she has planned for two years come to naught, and the victory she has won will fail?

On the contrary, it is more cost-effective to take some risks and wait for the support of the city bureau here.

"I'm not going to risk my soldiers for any of your bullshit actions, their lives are more important than your mission." Song Bo retorted dissatisfied.

Mingfang wanted to say that they were soldiers, and soldiers should not be afraid of death, but the words came to her mouth and swallowed again, because she really couldn't speak.

It is shameless to ask others not to be afraid of death.

After checking the firearms, Butterfly watched them discuss the question of where to stay, and they couldn't say anything if they had ideas, after all, they were just a small soldier, and the final decision was still in the hands of the commander.

When I removed the magazine, I saw that the last bullet had been fired, and it was the last magazine on my body.

"Who still has a magazine."

"I have." Ahmad threw one.

The butterfly watched the magazine fly from the air and reached out to pick it up, and suddenly its eyes stayed on the dead branches and leaves in front of her, and the legs of the corpse moved slowly, as if she was worried about being discovered, and instantly moved back to its original position.

Almost instantly, the butterfly suddenly became vigilant, and someone pretended to be dead!

I was careless and didn't even examine the body.

When she found the body, the body also found him, and the body simply didn't pretend, and suddenly bounced up and raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand to aim at the butterfly.

At the same time, Butterfly also aimed his gun at the fake corpse, and the two acted at the same time, but the speed was far behind, Butterfly was a special soldier, and the other party was a poacher without any military training, how to compare?

The butterfly did not hesitate and directly pulled the trigger.

Click......

The sound of the gun hitting the air came, and the butterfly cursed a dirty word in her heart.

That fake corpse is very smart, otherwise it would have died just now and would still be alive now?

He knew that if he ran directly, he would die miserably, and it was better to kill or injure the other party, so that the chance of running away after causing chaos would be greater.

He was calm, because the plan had been pondered for a long time.

The butterfly was also very calm, but because of habit and instinct, she ignored the fact that the gun did not have a magazine, and saw that the target had only one thought in his head.

Shoot him!

Bang!

Sou......

The butterfly's shoulder was splashed with blood, and it was pierced, which was better than she thought, and she thought she was going to die this time.

It all happened so fast, and for a moment some people didn't figure out what was going on.

Then she saw a face, a familiar face, but now as solemn as the sky before a storm.

Zhang Han grabbed the assault rifle while holding the butterfly, knelt down on one knee and clamped the barrel of the gun, and his right hand checked that the magazine had been inserted.

Change the magazine with one hand!

It's incredibly fast, and the action is fluid and pleasing to the eye, like an art show.

Bang!

The smoke from the muzzle of the gun swayed, and in a blink of an eye, it was gone, and the back of the head of the corpse pointed in front of him was opened the skylight, and he knelt on the ground and fell down.

Quiet!

The silence was terrible, there was no sound.

Ahmad, the girl, the hairball and the others had already pointed their guns at the guy who was killed by Zhang Han, but the speed was a step slower, and they didn't have time to shoot.

Song Bo had just raised the muzzle of the pistol, and before he could take aim, he saw that the target had been killed.

Sting.

Zhang Han tore the clothes on the butterfly's shoulders and was relieved to see that the bullet only passed through the gap in the shoulder blade and did not hurt the bones.

"How does it feel?"

The butterfly lay in Zhang Han's arms like a wounded white rabbit, not crying or speaking because of the pain, with a smile on his face.

What a wise woman, she knew she didn't need to speak now, so she could lie down a little longer.