This is Angry Buck's camp.

Angry Buck, the leader of the Libreville local armed forces, claimed to have 3,000 soldiers, but in fact the number of adult male soldiers was only 1,500, and the rest were women and children from the tribe. This may seem like an odd ratio, but given the child mortality rate on this side of Africa, the proportion of the Nubuck tribe is understandable.

It was the Nubak tribe who captured the technicians and workers. When Kuaishou and Cold-Blooded followed the clues to the Angry Buck tribe, they were blinded because they were not careful.

It wasn't the people of the Angry Buck tribe who were in trouble, but their instructors, a group of Western mercenaries. If it's just Angry Buck, Kuaishou and Cold-blooded won't look at it, the only thing that is fortunate for Kuaishou is that they haven't been injured yet, and Angry Buck's side doesn't seem to know the identities of the two, and they regarded the two as intelligence officers sent by the mainland from the beginning.

Since he was planning to exchange the hostages for ransom, two more people might be able to exchange more money, especially after Kuaishou's fanciful rhetoric, Angry Buck regarded the two as important people. It's a pity that Kuaishou miscalculated, and Angry Buck's way of guarding important people is really disgusting.

Ordinary engineers and workers are imprisoned in thatched huts with guards, but the two "important people" Kuaishou and Cold-blooded are thrown into the open dung pit, with only a bottle of water and a plate of food every day.

In terms of Kuaishou's skills, even a wooden fence with the thickness of his arm could not stop him, and what prevented him from moving was the two machine guns erected not far from the wooden fence, and I don't know what this angry buck was thinking in his head, he actually used two machine guns to defend against two unarmed people, of course, this may also be the idea of those Western mercenaries.

After Kuaishou's observation, the number of Western mercenaries in the Angry Buck camp is not large, probably less than twenty, and two of them are women, but on these mercenaries, Kuaishou did not find any known mercenary group marks that he knows, that is, either these mercenaries are stragglers recruited by Angry Buck, or these mercenaries deliberately clean up the mark of the mercenary group on their bodies to avoid revealing their identities.

"Cold-blooded, when do you think the boss will come?" Kuaishou rubbed his nose with a hand that was completely dry for a long time, but still looked very dirty, and his nose was irritated by ammonia all day, and if he didn't rub it hard, Kuaishou felt that he would definitely lose his sense of smell completely.

"How many days have we been thrown in?"

"I forgot, it should have been ten days."

Looking at the sky, the sun has already set, even if this is not a pure desert, but the temperature difference between day and night is still terrible, speaking of which the two are not soaked in the dung pit all the time, when the sun is hottest at noon, the cage of the wooden fence will move a position, so that the two can get up from the dung pit and hide in the shadow of the big tree next to them to rest for a while.

The time will not be too long, that is, about three hours, but for the two of them, these three hours a day are the motivation for them to live. Of course, you can also choose to cling to the wooden fence all the time, if you can ignore the dense wooden thorns on the wood, which are long enough to be fingers!

This is the most fatal thing, whenever the barbarians in the mouth of the fast hand move the cage, the fast hand and the cold blood must be twelve points careful, in case they are pierced by the thorn, they really can't cry.

The two machine guns were guarded twenty-four hours a day, and from time to time you could still see the western face appear on the machine gun position, and Kuaishou also noticed that it was probably in the evening that these Western mercenaries would come to the machine gun position for a walk, and they would leave before it was completely dark, and each time it would not last more than an hour.

During this hour, they tend to fiddle with the machine guns, not to intimidate the two, but to explain to the young fighters around them how to use them. To be honest, at this time, Kuaishou and the two were very nervous, and again, Kuaishou saw a child less than one meter three tall climb into the shooter's position, and almost pulled the trigger when the safety had been opened, and at that time, the muzzle of the machine gun was pointing at the dung pit - Kuaishou could swear to God that as long as the kid pulled the trigger, he and cold-blooded would definitely go to his old man for the first time.

Fortunately, it was stopped by Western mercenaries in the end, after all, no one would burn their money bags to play.

"Those guys are here again, the more I look at them, the more I don't want to be angry Buck's people, cold-blooded, who do you say they are working for?"

"I don't know, but they'll be dead soon!" Cold-blooded crushed his teeth, and his gloomy eyes swept over everyone in his sight, whether they were old people, young people, children, men or women, he had already regarded everyone in this camp as enemies and dead people.

Either I die, or you die!

This is a fact that has long been determined in the heart of cold-bloodedness, as long as he is allowed to escape, even if it is just one person and a gun, he will come back and kill all the people here, and kill no one left, so he is called cold-blooded.

As usual, the two Western men turned the machine guns in front of them and began to explain the work, while around them were surrounded by "thirsty for knowledge" Nubuck people. None of these blacks had gone to school, and the greatest meaning of survival for them was to fight.

People who have not been educated are actually no different from wild beasts, they don't care about life and death, or they don't care at all, and pursuing the most primitive personality cult will only eventually cultivate a group of crazy people who believe in battle, and Angry Buck is their god, and as long as the direction of the god's finger, even if it is a sea of swords and fire, they can fight hard.

The obsession with learning some combat skills is not to be able to survive in battle, but to kill the enemy more effectively so as to occupy a more important position in the hearts of the gods, after each battle, Angry Buck falls on the hands of those warriors who have killed the enemy, for these people of Angry Buck, it is like a broad road to soul sublimation.

There is no reason to talk about this kind of person, and a tribe like Angry Buck is also invincible, can be killed, but can never be defeated.

Zhang Ran thought that he knew enough about the enemy, but in fact, it was not enough.

Fortunately, when he grabbed the first Nubuck tribesman and was about to use a dagger to make him obey, but he was almost torn off a piece of flesh by the white Sensen's teeth, he realized what kind of enemy he was facing.

The sharp dagger pierced the black man's swarthy neck, and the blood was wrapped in bubbles, flowing from anywhere it could spread, and in this case, Zhang Ran still couldn't see the slightest fear in those black and white eyes, the fear of death, and what stinged Zhang Ran's eyes were the two crazy, beast-like lights.

is like a chicken, only when the blood in the whole body is released, it will be completely quiet, and people are always much bigger than chickens, so Zhang Ran feels a little difficult.

Shadowless and Old Knife were on guard on his left and right sides, and when there was no movement here, Shadowless leaned over and took a look.

"Didn't ask anything?"

"You saw it, too, it's all crazy."

"It's a cannibal tribe." Shadowless eyes swept over the flickering cold teeth on the ground, frowned, and said.

Zhang Ran pursed his lips, pressed the headset and said, "Bai Ge, I need to point out the direction." After saying this, Zhang Ran put down the light-blocking lens on his helmet, and then a light appeared on the light-blocking lens, which was Bai Ge showing Zhang Ran the way.

"Nine o'clock direction, old knife, look how many people there are."

Modern warfare can never be separated from high technology, and although the final victory in a war has no absolute relationship with the level of science and technology, the side that masters high technology will always have the initiative in the war. For example, at this time, an instrument in the hands of the old knife looks like a video camera for home use, but in fact, this thing has nothing to do with the camera, this is a life detector with extremely high observation range and accuracy.

Yes, it's the kind of instrument used to detect the characteristics of life in a disaster, but this one in the old knife's hand is smaller and more advanced.

The simple and small screen shows the life forms within a fan range of 20 degrees to the left and right of the probe direction, and these life forms are replaced by small red dots, and the small dots can't help but radiate red circles outward, and these small ripple-like circles of light are more or less, and the colors are also different shades.

"Eight, four of them are supposed to be sleeping."

How the detector determines whether the target is asleep or not, Zhang Ran and others don't know this principle, but just as every household wants to watch TV but few people pursue the principle of TV imaging, these things can be used well.

After making a gesture to Wuying, Zhang Ran then set off towards the left side of the old knife, while Wuying followed by putting down the blackout lenses and moving towards the right side of the old knife. The two of them are each assigned four objectives, and in order to ensure the secrecy of the battle, none of these four objectives can make a sound.

Maybe it's because of the talent of women, on the visor on the helmet of the old knife, the light yellow light spot representing no shadow, and the speed of progress is still above the green light spot representing Zhang Ran, watching the light yellow light spot along the winding path, erasing the red dots on the lens as if swallowing, it is really a pleasing thing to the eye.

I'm afraid that even Zhang Ran didn't expect that he set off one step ahead of Wuying, but instead fell behind Wuying.

This really has nothing to do with the level of combat skills, it can only be said that Zhang Ran is unlucky. The four enemies assigned by Shadowless are all Angry Buck people, a group of indigenous soldiers with basic training, who have nothing to do in terms of combat skills other than the instinct of a beast, and one of the four enemies that can be assigned to Zhang Ran is not a Angry Buck clansman.

If it weren't for Zhang Ran, this rescue plan might have failed.

This book is derived from Kanshu.com