As an experienced jungle combat master who has fought the enemy in the jungle countless times, no matter what the situation, in this dense jungle, every bit of material on your body is extremely important, a little fresh water, a little salt, and, every bullet.

With his life, Zuihou was planted because there were no bullets, and this situation was too wretched and too worthless.

Therefore, the first batch of people who were killed by Xiao Yat were not bullets and grenades, to be exact, their deaths were not directly related to Xiao Yat.

Being bitten by unknown poisonous insects and snakes in the jungle, or drowning in a swamp, really has nothing to do with anyone else.

In general, this group of people was dragged to death, until the time of death, the other party, whether it was a living person or a dead person, had not seen what the evil wolf looked like, and they didn't even know how many people there were on the other side, all they did was to implement the order sent by the eldest brother: at all costs, be sure to grab the evil wolf, whether dead or alive!

Of course, the people of the Zhenghong Gang are not stupid, although after inexplicably folding a group of people, the rat king who led the team immediately reacted and divided labor, holding a long stick, driving away poisonous insects, rats and ants while walking, and probing the seemingly ordinary grass under his feet seems to be a deadly swamp pit.

Although they are not professional soldiers who are proficient in jungle warfare, they are also thugs and killers who have experienced countless bloody battles!

If Xiao Yi wants to escape from this forest at this time, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a probe for things, but Xiao Yi is not here to escape this time, he is here to kill people!

The Zhenghong Gang was out of breath, and finally the emperor lived up to his wishes, and they finally saw Xiao Yi in camouflage for the first time in the jungle, as if he was integrated with this dense forest.

But it was the real beginning of their nightmare.

Da-da-da-da! Da-da-da-da!

Two three-shot shots, the six members of the Zhenghong Gang just saw Xiao Yi, and before they could get excited, they fell to the ground.

The hundreds of Zhenghong Gang members who reacted, followed by a raindrop-like pour, and the number of rattans in front of them were beaten to pieces, but when they stepped forward to look for Xiao Yi's "corpse", they found nothing, followed by a loud "boom".

It was the sound of a mine exploding.

Landmines, a thing exclusive to war, appeared in the battle of the underworld, and compared with the few people killed, this loud bang hit the hearts of the Zhenghong Gang far more than the death of a few.

Then there was an even more brutal slaughter, a massacre, not a fight.

If there are people who have served in the special forces at this time, then he must cherish this opportunity, because his enemies are teaching him a vivid, comprehensive, and classic jungle special operations method with practical actions!

Ghost-like marksmanship, cheetah-like shuttle, ghostly running, dream-like angles.

What frightened them the most was the thunder that could explode at any moment.

So far, there have only been five thunderbolts.

The first sound was the first time they stepped on Xiao Yat when they shot intensively to find his "corpse".

The second sound was when the Rat King ordered to rest in place, and a disciple of the Zhenghong Gang sat down against a big tree nearby.

The third sound sounded when the road was opened, and the mountain knife was used to randomly cut at a rattan that looked natural.

The fourth one was exploded in the water of a clear spring when a disciple of the Zhenghong Gang was about to scoop water to wash his face at a clear spring.

The fifth, but they found the body of a disciple of the Zhenghong Gang, and when they stepped forward to move, the corpse suddenly exploded with shrapnel of flesh and blood.

The killing power of the mine is not large, and it can solve up to three to five people at a time, but it completely crushes the psychology of the Zhenghong Gang, and they dare not take water when they see the spring, dare not cut down the vines when they see them, dare not approach the big trees when they see them, and instinctively walk around the corpses of their own people.

Just when their bodies and spirits were on the verge of collapse, the long-disappeared evil wolf appeared like a ghost.

This was followed by another burst of accurate point shots.

"Can anyone tell me how he is alone with countless bullets and a large number of mines, but in the forest he is more dexterous than a mouse!"

The Rat King, who usually hates rudeness the most, was grazed by a bullet in a round of random shots, and after the other party disappeared like a ghost again, he finally couldn't help but roar in the loudest and rudeest tone of his life.

Not far from them, after a small bush that the visual effect looked absolutely impossible to hide a person, Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing evenly and calmly, and a trace of disdain swept into the corners of his eyes after hearing the roar of the Rat King.

"Rats only burrow in the corners of the city, so naturally they can't understand the wolves in the jungle!"

Three days later, more than 1,000 people from the Zhenghong Gang who entered the jungle were finally able to catch their breath after half of the break, because it had been half a day, and there were unexpectedly no gunshots and no mine explosions.

But this short-term tranquility is more depressing than killing in their eyes, suffering and waiting for death, and the most difficult thing is actually the latter.

The Rat King was no exception, he was finally on the verge of collapse, and finally picked up the satellite phone and sent a message to the headquarters of the Zhenghong Gang: Let "them" come, I can't stand it.

The "they" in the message refers to the extremely extreme measures taken by the Zhenghong Gang after they fell behind in the fight with the Red Gang, which even Xiao Yi did not expect, because in his opinion, no matter how bold the Zhenghong Gang is, it is impossible to do such a crazy thing.

This short period of tranquility is actually nothing else, except that Xiao Yat, whether he is a human or a wolf, is an animal, and he will be tired and need to rest.

After three days of shuttling through the primeval forest, using all kinds of means and fighting enemies more than a thousand times higher than himself, he consumed no less physical strength and energy than the Zhenghong Gang, but his endurance and adaptability to the jungle far exceeded that of the Zhenghong Gang.

After finding a good open space for all parties, Xiao Yat hung a few chic wind chimes made of bullet shells in several places around him, threw some dead branches, sat cross-legged on the spot, opened a bag of compressed biscuits, chewed them carefully, and took small sips of fresh water.

He usually eats and devours, but he is not pretending to be Sven at this time, and in the current situation of fighting with his life, he does not have that Yaxing.

In war, to be precise, eating may not be called eating, but it is appropriate to replenish energy, and the calories, various vitamins and essential nutrients for the human body must be guaranteed.

Every bite of the biscuit, Xiao Yat bites very small, chews very finely, and mixes it with an appropriate amount of water to swallow, so that the nutrients in the food can be fully absorbed by the human body to the maximum.

In this kind of primitive dense forest, the probability of non-combat death is at least thirty percent, in addition to the terrain and environmental factors, it is all kinds of disease reactions caused by malnutrition, if in the duel with the enemy, suddenly have a stomach, and then a cold, fever, dizziness, nausea and the like, Xiao Yi is sure that the enemy will never send him to the hospital for recuperation.

After eating a third of the long bag of compressed biscuits in five minutes, Xiao Yi carefully put them away and muttered, "I haven't eaten this thing for many years, it's really unpalatable!" ”

As he spoke, Xiao Yat suddenly picked up his automatic rifle like lightning and ghostly ran behind the nearest tree.

Jingle Bell ......

There was a slight metal crash, the sound of a few chic wind chimes made from bullet casings made by Xiao Yat.

Wind chimes don't just have to be blown by the wind to ring, and when you touch them, you will think about them.

This kind of installation of bullet case wind chime warning is not an advanced tactic in jungle warfare, and even non-special operations conventional troops may learn this.

The difference lies in the placement, rookies usually look around to see the direction where the enemy is most likely to pass, and the first thing a top ace like Xiao Yat has to do is to ignore the terrain directly, because the enemy does not always appear here because of the thorns or rattans here.

He speculated on people's hearts and emotions, when people were full of energy, when they were physically exhausted, when they were happy, when they were angry, when they were frightened, what subtle reactions and thoughts they would have, and these reactions and thoughts were the precise place where the bullet shells and wind chimes were placed.

The position and amplitude of the wind chimes made Xiao Yi's hanging heart relax slightly, such a big movement, and there was no instantaneous reaction, this was just a rookie inadvertently touched.

Listening to the footsteps and breathing, the other party was just a person, and he was a rookie with a very small amount of courage, and he seemed to be trembling all over.

Xiao Yi loosened his index finger on the trigger, grabbed a live mouth, and touched the other party's bottom.

When he went around to the rear and saw the bushes that trembled like sifting chaff, even Xiao Yi himself felt sad for the Zhenghong Gang, this kind of timid rookie like a mouse was also accepted, and the Zhenghong Gang was short of people and panicked.

"Get out of here yourself or I'll help you."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, the seemingly casual Xiangshang of the Desert Eagle in his hand raised slightly, as long as the other party had any abnormality, his large-caliber Desert Eagle would make the other party stop breathing forever for a moment.

簌簌簌......

The bushes trembled even more.

Xiao Yi exhaled impatiently, and suddenly shouted: "Don't come out again, Lao Tzu will shoot!" ”

"Don't, don't shoot!"

A woman's voice, as pleasant as a yellow warbler.

With this voice, a woman stood up from the bushes like chaff.

"How are you?"

After seeing each other clearly, Xiao Yi's eyes widened.