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Closer to six o'clock, the dawn in Africa always comes very quickly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There was more light in the originally dark jungle, and you could see the situation in the distance.

But for the members of the SEAL Regiment, the darkness has passed, but the dawn has not come, and they are still in this darkness, and they feel that the darkness is still there.

One night later, there were nearly 300 SEALs, and now only 70 or 80 remain.

All the rest of the past night had died at the hands of the hunters.

Yes, all died at the hands of the hunter alone, and one move was fatal.

They kept running, trying to get out of the jungle, but as the fear of the hunter continued to fill their hearts, they found that they were still in the jungle, and the hunter played them around.

Although there were still seventy or eighty of them, the hunters were unwilling, and none of them could get out.

That feeling of powerlessness, that threat of death, made these tough mercenaries terrified, but helpless.

The white man looked tired, and there was a palpable fear in his eyes.

He had participated in the military resistance competition, and he knew the domineering of the hunters, so last night, after knowing that it was the hunters who appeared, he did not give any orders to resist to the death, but gave the order to run.

It's just that a night has passed, and even if they run in the right direction, they will be killed by the hunters, and they will not be able to stay away at all.

As soon as they sat on the ground, not only the white man, but also the rest of the SEALs felt a deep fear, the fear that their lives were out of their control, and their spirits seemed to be broken.

The SEAL mercenary group is not as good as the top three mercenary groups in the world, but it is not so embarrassing, but at this moment, they deeply realize that their toughness is scum in front of the hunter, and the latter will not give them any chance at all.

Each occurrence takes the lives of a few people, and the lives of a dozen people.

They desperately resisted and even fled, but they couldn't stop it from happening.

The hunter was like a nightmare, constantly accompanying them, as if until they were all dead.

Suddenly, just as they all wanted to rest for a while, the hunter appeared again, and killed four people in a flash of lightning, their huge bodies did not look tired at all, and a pair of eyes like black bears in the mountains stared at the people of the SEAL mercenary group.

Grinning, he turned and disappeared from their sight.

The people of the SEAL mercenary group were almost numb, and they didn't even think about chasing the hunter, because they couldn't chase him at all, and in the face of his appearance and killing, they seemed to take it for granted.

But that kind of breath made their mood even more depressing, and they couldn't control their life and death.

The hunter didn't let them leave the jungle, but he didn't let them do any harm to him, so it was so intermittent that they killed a few people and disappeared again, and when they wanted to relax, they came out to kill a few more people, which caused great pressure on their hearts.

But if anyone who knows hunters knows it, it's a hunter's habit.

In the Great Khing'an Mountains, hunters make a living by hunting and help their families.

In the case of supplementing the household, hunters regard hunting beasts as a kind of exercise for themselves.

When encountering blind bears or wild wolves, the hunter will not kill them immediately, but let them run away in fear, and follow them, just like these people in front of them.

No matter how arrogant the bear is blind or a ferocious wolf, they are chased by the hunters for more than ten kilometers, and they find that they can't get rid of the hunters, and the confrontation is useless, they will all be afraid.

There was even a blind bear who once tried to bite the hunter to death but was blown away by the hunter's punch, and then ran for his life, stopping every time he ran out of a certain distance, but it didn't take long for the hunter to appear and kick it a few times.

The blind bear continued to run in fright, but he could not escape the hunter's tracking, and every time he hit it a few times, it continued to run in fright.

It wasn't until he went out more than 20 kilometers and when the hunter reappeared, the blind bear no longer had the ferocity and courage to face the hunter.

I used the most powerful impact force to crash into a boulder, and I was killed on the spot, thinking that it was better to die than to face the hunter alive.

At this time, the SEAL group is like the blind bear, being treated as prey by the hunters, teasing them, like cats catching mice and releasing them and catching them, so that they can enjoy enough fear and then give them death.

The white man looked at the four dead subordinates lightly, stood up and continued to walk forward with a cold face, he didn't want to give up the hope of living, he vowed to get out of this jungle, he didn't ask to live, he just hoped that he wouldn't be overwhelmed by the panic created by the hunters, and he wanted to commit suicide.

He didn't let the rest of the people run away either, although that had some effect, but the hunter was like a bird soaring through the sky to the jungle, and if they were separated, they would just die a little faster.

He was curious to know the current situation at the base, but the satellite phone was long gone, but he guessed that nothing would happen to the base, because the seals still had a few hole cards, which were buried by the three major families to prevent them from being broken at once.

The white man continued to move, and the rest of the people also got up to follow, but they looked around vigilantly, obviously the hunter in the shadows had caused them a great shock.

This time, the hunter did not appear after walking out for a kilometer, and everyone was naïve to guess that the hunter might be tired and left, right?

But before such thoughts could be settled, the hunter suddenly jumped down from a tree and fell into their camp, and the large iron arrow swept out, shooting five SEAL members away, and the powerful bodies crashed through like cannonballs, and the two SEALs were killed without the slightest ability to resist.

Hurriedly killed seven people, the hunter jumped out seven or eight meters away, and turned around to show Bai Sensen's teeth: "Five minutes, I'll give you five minutes to run!" ”

So saying, the hunter sat down on the ground, took out a bag, took out a roast chicken, put it to his mouth, and ate it, while drinking the wine in the small military kettle.

The picture stimulated the SEALs fiercely, and the white man's eyes showed even more fear, which was an indifference that an absolutely powerful person dared to show.

"Run!" Thinking of five minutes, the white man shouted and ran first, he knew that the hunters were tired of this game of hunting, and the next thing to do was to kill them all.

People are less than seventy, how many people can run out, the white man has no confidence, but he hopes that he can survive, he can not die, who wants to die?

The hunter didn't chase them, let them run, ate a roast chicken seriously, drank all the wine in the small kettle, burped pleasantly, licked the remaining oil stains on his lower lips, and the hunter stood up with a big iron arrow, his eyes flashed bloodthirsty: "It's over!" ”

The killing began to come to an end in the jungle, where hunters who had been operating in the jungle all year round moved faster than wolves, more agile than leopards, and three times faster than even the seals.

Because the hunter is born for the jungle, to be the master of the jungle.

In the jungle world, the hunter is king.

No matter how much the SEALs run, they can't escape the hunter's killing, and they don't have much strength after running all night, and at this moment, the hunters are full of food and drink to chase them, and kill them like dogs.

What kind of elite of the United States, what kind of powerful mercenaries, at this moment in such an environment, when they meet hunters, they are all scum.

There were constantly screams reaching the ears of the people in front of them, and they broke down and screamed to increase their pace and run forward, so many people have died from last night to now, and they have all died in the hands of the hunter alone.

At first, they would go after it, but when they found that the pursuit was useless, they all chose to run away, and running away had no effect, and the rest was fear.

The screams got closer and closer, and the collapsed SEALs ran faster, as if they were in a race against death.

Finally, the screams became less and less, and the screams of fear slowly subsided, and the white man was in front, and he did not look back, he knew that the hunter was coming, and he also saw the exit of the jungle two hundred meters away.

One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters, the white man's eyes swelled with hope that he could finally get out of the jungle.

In the last twenty meters, ten meters, eight meters, six meters, the white man stopped.

The hunter stood at the exit, and the white man looked back in embarrassment, not seeing a single person coming up, nor a single corpse, but he knew that all of them were dead.

The white man smiled sadly: "I just want to go out, I just want to go out!" ”

Unwillingly, the hunter stepped aside: "I'll give it to you." ”

The white man was stunned and walked over, the sun in the sky fell on him, the spicy African sun that he usually cursed was so pleasant at the moment, but it was also the last time he enjoyed it.

The hunter said lightly: "Let's go!" ”

The white man closed his eyes: "Thank you!" ”

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