Chapter 882: Timing of Escape
Almost no one in the ghost sweeping action group found the storage of the hidden master. Only Mu Wuqing had a vague premonition from the scene of the murder.
The more obvious traces of ten people at the scene of the murder were very vague and almost imperceptible, which were left by An Tianwei and the captain of the Shadow Force.
Mu Wuqing did not have enough evidence to explain the existence of these two people, so he could only suppress this suspicion.
An Tianwei was different, there was not much difference between him and the latent captain, because even if it was a small clue, he could conclude that there was such a person.
The other is intuition from the battlefield.
Intuition is a thing that can't really be explained, but it can be necessary to save people from the battlefield to death.
Just like now, in his intuition, he can still feel that guy's existence, but it is difficult to judge where to hide.
An Tianwei believes that the other party must have the same intuition as him.
This is a kind of silent contest and containment, such as the psychological pressure he caused to the four members of the Shadow Force.
The shadow troops were lying in the hollow of the tree with black and white ghosts, and two others hiding among the branches and leaves above.
The hiding place of the above two people, An Tianwei also knows where it is. It's just that these two people hide themselves very tightly, only sticking out the barrel of the black hole and the lens of the scope from the branches and leaves, these two people are only stronger than the black and white ghosts.
An Tianwei observed the current state of the ghost sweeping action group again, and found that the hearts of these boys were stable again, and the hearts that were hanging were put down.
was able to persist until this time, almost to the limit of these boys, but I didn't expect these boys to be able to break through under such pressure, which gave An Tianwei a small surprise.
If Han Tie and the others had chosen to charge at that time just now, the consequence that could be seen would be extremely heavy casualties.
This presents An Tianwei with a big problem, whether to make a move or not to make a move?
Fortunately, this situation did not happen, and An Tianwei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as these boys can hold on, then the people who are anxious are the Shadow Force.
These people can't afford to drag it out, as long as they drag it out, the advantage will be on their side.
I hope that the boys of the ghost sweeping action group can realize that the battle is not only about the body and equipment, but also the brain!
This is also one of the contents of the big test!
Just as An Tianwei breathed a sigh of relief, his tense face eased slightly, but immediately tensed up again.
His instincts fluctuated.
It's not that danger is near, it's that danger is far away. What can make him feel dangerous, only one person on the scene can do it;
Trying to escape?
The master who had been lurking without firing a single shot, and did not even show his face, actually chose to escape at this time?
Although he was a little unwilling, An Tianwei had to agree very much that the timing of this guy's choice was very ingenious.
At this point in time, the confrontation between the Ghost Sweeping Operation Group and the Shadow Force is at its most sensitive, and with a little external force, it will be a melee. It is impossible for An Tianwei to leave the current battlefield at this time to pursue.
In addition, if this bastard withdraws a little later, the troops led by Director Gao will wrap this place into an iron bucket, and they will not be able to leave if they want to.
That's the difference between a master and a mediocre hand!
An Tianwei frowned and thought about it, took out a micro satellite phone, sent a text message, and then continued to lurk motionlessly.
The troops led by Director Gao have indeed approached this battlefield of confrontation.
According to the judgment of the original Director Gao, as long as the ghost sweeping operation team can hold out for five hours, it can wait for the large army.
However, the reality was that it took so much longer to coordinate the movement of troops, that it was several hours late. At this time, Director Gao was with a black face, and led a team of people to quickly approach the ghost sweeping action group.
Of course, Director Gao is no stranger to the situation in the mountains, and he has rich experience in jungle warfare. But the soldiers he coordinated were different.
You can't ask every soldier to have wolf teeth, can you? Therefore, the speed of entering the mountain was slowed down a lot by a group of people who had not been trained in the jungle at night.
Director Gao's face was cloudy, and the face of one of the officers who coordinated the command this time was rather gloomy.
"Whoever wants to be confused about the situation again, just go back to your mother's arms and drink milk!" The officer scolded a group of soldiers who were rather wolfish by the jungle's complex terrain and mosquito attacks.
Director Gao just continued to hurry without saying a word with a dark face, and was walking forward quickly, when suddenly his feet were empty, and he almost fell, but fortunately, he was quick and grabbed a thick vine from the ancient tree to stabilize his body.
The head of the high hall, who was already angry, had an even darker face.
"High Hall, you didn't need to come in person." The officer said.
Don't need to come? If I don't come, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach your destination in another hour!
Director Gao snorted heavily in his nose and replied.
Seeing this, the officer did not continue to say anything, but his face was not very good.
That's right, you are a local department officer, and when you are transferred to the army, you can be regarded as a division-level cadre. But so what? The army and the place are two heavens, who do you put a stinky face to show to you?
This time, the above did not attach too much importance to the task, and such a task often means that the effort is thankless, and there is not much merit in front of the superiors.
Who would have thought that this mission would still rush to the mountains in the middle of the night, damn it, we are just ordinary field troops, not special operations brigades!
Director Gao's discomfort was certainly not directed at this field unit.
He was a man who came out of the army and had a very clear understanding of the actual combat strength of the field army.
What he is uncomfortable with is the result of this coordination, not rationing to the elite!
He asked the army to assist in this matter, and he reported it to Vice Governor Zhou. After all, it's not good for him to make all his own decisions about such a big matter. According to Director Gao's original idea, it is enough to let Vice Governor Zhou go to the Armed Police Corps to coordinate a capable team.
But the Armed Police Corps, who saw the ghost, said that they couldn't send anyone. In the end, with Vice Governor Zhou's own face, a team was sent by the large military region from a nearby garrison.
Director Gao has every reason to believe that if it weren't for Li Yuntian in charge of the ghost sweeping action group, Vice Governor Zhou would never have been so active, and if that were the case, the Armed Police Corps and the Grand Military Region might not have sent a single soldier.
Director Gao knew that something must have gone wrong.
The armed police corps of a province can't send a single soldier? No one believes it even if the sky is broken! But even if you knew? If you don't send troops, you can't send troops! Can you still investigate the situation of the soldiers of the Armed Police Corps?
Director Gao is not a new recruit who has just set foot in officialdom, and he knows that he will always encounter such and such bad things when doing work, but this matter is a major matter of human life, and he can't joke about it, and he will even encounter prevarication, and it is difficult not to get angry.
Forget it, as long as you can get there in time! Director Gao glanced at the field soldiers who were marching slower than him, an old man, a little helplessly, and sighed to himself.
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