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Eight meters

Seven meters

Four meters

One meter

Lucas sneaked forward on his back, unaware that he was on a death journey.

"Boom, boom"

As soon as Lucas's right foot fell to the ground, something strange happened, as if he had suddenly touched some mechanism, and a strangely shaped tree in front of him suddenly came to life.

As the tree shook, more than a dozen vines shot towards Lucas like rope spears.

Because this piece happened too suddenly, and before Lucas could react to what was going on, his body had been pierced by four chopstick-thick branches and vines.

The remaining vines turned into ropes, rolled up Lucas and dragged them back to the trunk, while the other vines wrapped around Lucas, sucking blood out of him like bloodsuckers, and Lucas's terrible screams before death echoed in the forest.

"Shoot, shoot!" It wasn't until Lucas's screams died down that Frank woke up from his horror, and as if he was crazy, he screamed in a voice-changing voice and squeezed the G36 trigger in his hand and shot at the man-eating tree.

"Da Da Da"

For a while, the gunfire was loud, and as several fire snakes flashed, the forest where Frank and the others were located was filled with gunsmoke in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the advantages of modern weapons suddenly became apparent, and in this round of strafing, nearly two-thirds of the branches of the entire man-eating tree were broken by bullets, and for a while, debris of branches and leaves flew wildly

Half a minute later. The gunfire finally stopped, and the man-eating tree was bare, as if it had been ravaged by a storm, except for a few stumps and leaves. And Lucas, who fell to the ground, has been dead for a long time, and his skin and bones have long since lost his former appearance, more like a thousand-year-old dry corpse that has lost its moisture.

When the remaining five thought they had destroyed the man-eating tree, the disaster was not over. Only a few swishing sounds were heard in the air, and Mark, who was standing at the front, and another mercenary fell to the ground on their backs with a scream, and after a few convulsions, they fell silent.

On the faces, chests and abdomen of the two of them, more than half of the six or seven egg-sized thorn fruits had sunk in, and one of them had been nailed into Mark's right eye socket, and the blue-black liquid from the bursting eyeballs was dripping all over his face

It turned out that none of them saw a few thorn fruits hanging from the only remaining branch vine behind the thick trunk of the man-eating tree, but then again, even if they noticed. Who would have thought that this thorn fruit could also burst out and hurt people?

"Damn, damn ......" After discovering that Mark and the other mercenary were no longer alive, Frank's anger and fear made it impossible for Frank to keep his composure, scolding as he poured bullets into the bare trunk of the cannibal tree.

Before he could see the enemy, he had already lost three of his comrades, which was far beyond Frank's ability to bear.

"David, I feel like we've been fooled, that damn target should have been deliberately brought us in, and we had to get out immediately." Frank gasped as he changed his empty magazine.

"Boss. And what about our mission? You know, we've already received a million dollars in commissions. Seeing that Frank actually had the idea of retreating, David said hesitantly.

David wears many hats in the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group. Drone operator, strategist, and financial director, therefore, he knows best how difficult the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group is, if this order is not completed, I am afraid that next time there will be no money to replenish ammunition.

With the reduction of local wars, the business of the mercenaries is becoming more and more sluggish. At a time when large mercenary groups began to accept tasks of less than five million dollars in order to make a living, the living space of small and medium-sized mercenary groups such as the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group was further compressed, and it can be said that they have reached the survival line.

The Tyrannosaurus mercenary group has not received a decent mission for almost half a year, you must know that the cost of the mercenary group is not ordinarily large, just the purchase of intelligence, casualty benefits, weapon updates and ammunition replenishment account for more than one-third of the total income. Add in training, logistics, and daily expenses, and they don't have much left over for a single task.

If this continues, there are only two fates for Frank and the others: one is to disband and make a living; The other is to attach to a large mercenary group.

The second option is to make a decision, mercenary groups are not forced to corner, generally do not take this road, although the tasks taken by large mercenary groups are expensive, but they are all dangerous and extremely difficult to complete.

In the course of the mission, in order to preserve the strength of their descendants, they often let these vassal mercenary groups as cannon fodder to attack, even if the final mission is won, even if these vassal mercenary groups are not annihilated, they will suffer heavy casualties and have no strength to fight again in a short time.

In view of this, the unwilling Tyrannosaurus mercenary group can be said to be living with their belts tightened, and finally learned about this mission from an intelligence broker, and Frank accepted it without hesitation.

With today's world, the task of one million dollars is not less, and it stands to reason that it cannot fall on a third-rate mercenary group like the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group, but the problem is that the location of the mission is in Huaxia, not to mention anything else, but with this place name, it is enough to make the vast majority of mercenary groups retreat.

"Mercenary's Grave", a name that resounded in the mercenary world, was not called in vain, not to mention far away, just half a year ago, the matter of the Cobra mercenary group, which ranked high in the mercenary world, was rumored in the Western underground world and has not subsided.

"If you want money, you have to have a life to spend it, we don't do this single task, we have to leave immediately, I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment." As he spoke, Frank, who was pale, patted Van Caschi, who was on guard beside him, on the shoulder, "You are in charge of the left side, let's get out." ”

Therefore, although David was unwilling to give up this single task, he also understood that what Frank said was the truth, and judging from the current situation, the wisest choice was to withdraw from this strange place as soon as possible.

"Since you're here, are you leaving?" The three of them had just formed a triangular defensive formation when an eerie voice suddenly sounded from the forest.

"Who?"

"Who?"

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This sudden sound made the already tense nerves of the three Franks suddenly tighten a little, and the three Franks couldn't help but yell, and the muzzle of the gun quickly moved around with their gaze, hoping to find the source of the sound and eliminate it as soon as possible. (To be continued.) )