Sou!

An arrow made of bird feathers flew head-on, and Junofs was able to turn his head to dodge. The arrow grazed his cheek and flew backwards, and one of the armed men standing behind him was instantly pierced through the throat and fell to the ground.

Junofsky finally managed to see the enemy in front of him, and he was about ten meters away. He was naked, and his skin was as white as the moonlight tonight. What's even more bizarre is that his research is blue and black eyes, in this dark night, like a cat's eyes, shining, particularly obvious, and with a terrifying divine light. He wore only a fur apron and a pair of long legs that looked very strong. There are no shoes on the feet, and intricately patterned tattoos are tattooed on the calves. At first glance, the impression is that he looks like a native of a cannibal tribe, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body.

"Die-" Junofsky roared, raising the Bison submachine gun in his hand and struck it with a barrage of bullets.

The Aboriginal warrior threw himself to the ground and rolled to his side. However, his speed was no match for a bullet, and as soon as he rolled around on the ground, a bullet hit him in the thigh, followed by another bullet in the back. He was suddenly incapacitated and lay on the ground panting.

"Damn, I thought you guys were invulnerable!" Junofsky sneered, and he aimed his gun at the head of the aboriginal warrior.

The mouths of the aboriginal warriors were chanting, as if they were doing some ritual.

Before he could finish his words, several submachine gun bullets suddenly plunged into his head, knocking a good head into bloom.

Such scenes are constantly playing out on this battlefield, where Russian fighters are constantly falling, and indigenous fighters are constantly falling. Because of the inferiority of the weapons, the aboriginal warriors suffered more casualties, but they were familiar with the environment here, their arrows were smeared with the poison of blood and throats, coupled with their courage to not fear death, they were at a disadvantage and actually suppressed the Russian armed men and kept shrinking the encirclement.

"Where's that bastard in Ling Shan?" Junofsky shot and retreated, shouting: "Which of you saw him? ”

"No—" An armed man responded to Junofsky's question, but before he could finish his sentence, an arrow pierced through his eye.

"! Whoever saw Ling Shan and his two women immediately shot them! Junofsky roared. He knew very well that he was being used by the Chinese man named Ling Shan.

This time, no one responded to the orders of his chief, and fear gripped every Russian armed man, who could take care of himself, and who could control the Chinese young man and his two female companions?

Junofsky emptied the Bison submachine gun, threw the Bison submachine gun away, and picked up an M134 revolver next to a corpse.

"Come on! You bitches! Junofsky's eyes were red and he pulled the trigger on the front line of the aboriginal fighters.

Sudden ......

The barrel turned, and the machine-gun ammunition drew a scorching line of fire. Everywhere you go, the stones burst out, and the flesh and blood fly!

This kind of firepower, which can even tear apart steel plates, is not at all low-grade for stone bunkers, and for a time the aboriginal warriors were knocked down in a large area. Their encirclement has also been torn open and can no longer threaten the Russian fighters who are in a state of defeat.

"Kill them, brothers! This island is ours! Junovsky yelled hoarsely, desperately in need of a morale boost for the Russian fighters.

The powerful fire of the M134 machine guns brought about a turnaround, and the retreating Russian fighters reorganized the front. For a time, all kinds of large medicine raindrops generally poured down on the front line of the aboriginal warriors. Several grenade launchers also exerted great power, and the rumbling explosions sounded on the battlefield, and I don't know how many aboriginal fighters were killed and injured.

Woo woo woo -

A strange horn sounded suddenly.

The aboriginal warriors, suppressed by the fire, began to retreat, and they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, taking advantage of the reeds and barthatch poles in the barren meadows, and the complex terrain of the stone temple.

Junofsky let out a long sigh of relief, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Is this the end?" I swear I'll find their colony and kill all the men here!" ”

Whoosh -

As soon as Junofsky's words fell, an arrow suddenly flew over, instantly piercing the chest of one of his men beside him. The arrow pierced his chest, and then into the chest of a man behind him! What's even more terrifying is that the body of the first person was carried off the ground by the impact force carried by the arrow, and flew several steps away before falling to the ground!

Junofston was so frightened that he killed two of his men with an arrow, what a great power this archer must have!

Whoosh -

There was a sound of breaking through the air, another arrow flew, and one of the heads of a Russian militant was shot alive!

However, in the blink of an eye, three Russian fighters were killed, and Junovsky and his men did not even see what the enemy looked like!

"Shoot!" Junofsky panicked, picked up the M134 machine gun and designed it in the direction where the arrows were flying.

The rest of the armed men also fired frantically in that direction, hoping to take out the terrible enemy in this way.

Whoosh -

Two more armed men standing in parallel lines were pierced by the angry arrows and fell to the ground. This time, from the exact opposite direction.

"Bastard! You come out! Junofsky roared, turning the muzzle of the gun and shooting in the opposite direction.

A large group of Russian fighters also turned their guns in that direction, and the bullets flew in that direction with the string, and the grenades exploded on the ground, kicking up a large mass of fragments of dirt and stones, as well as fragments of the bodies of the indigenous fighters who had been left on the ground.

Whoosh -

Arrows were fired from different directions, and a hole the size of a teacup was shot in the chest of one of the armed men!

Junofsky turned his gun again, but the M134 machine gun in his hand was out of ammunition. He couldn't control the fear in his heart anymore, and shouted loudly: "Retreat! Fall back! ”

He didn't even see the face of the enemy, and in the blink of an eye, he was killed several times, and such an enemy was beyond his imagination.

Junovsky retreated with the rest of the armed men in the direction in which they had been coming. When a hundred or so people came, they encountered an ambush in the jungle and lost almost a fifth. After tonight's battle, only one-fifth of the people who could retreat with Junofsky remained, that is, about twenty people.

With fewer people, ammunition running out, and a mysterious and formidable enemy, Junofsky saw no hope. In his heart, he also greeted the ancestor of "Ling Mountain" over and over again.

Burst! One of the armed men suddenly fell to the ground with a throwing knife stuck in the back of his head.

Bang bang bang!

Da-da-da-da!

The Russian fighters fired into the rear in a haphazard manner, but this time the fire was much less, and several of the militants ran out of ammunition for their guns.

"Bastard! Who are you? Junofsky was driven crazy, he pulled out his pistol and fired two shots, and shouted: "You come out, negotiate!" We negotiate! ”

As the word "negotiation" came out of Junofsky's mouth, another man fell beside him, this time with an arrow.

The man seemed to be killing people in a different way.

"I'm gone!" One of the armed men threw away the AK47 with the empty magazine in his hand, and suddenly ran in the direction of the exploration ship.

Some people followed at the beginning, and the armed men, who could barely form a team for a while, completely lost their organization and fled one after another.

The tide was gone, and Junofsky also ran in one direction to the side with three of his henchmen. He must undoubtedly be clever and cunning, and run in different directions, that person can't chase everyone at once, right?

Running wildly, screams came from different directions, and fewer and fewer people could run. That person is like an evil spirit from hell, without a real body, can turn into wind, into a shadow, he is pervasive, killing people invisible.

More than ten minutes later, Junofsky ran with his men to a rice field. As long as he held on for another half an hour, he and his three henchmen would be able to run into the forest, and at that time the chances of leaving the island alive would be even greater.

None of the people who ran first made it, and Junofsky was secretly glad in his heart that he had made a decision, otherwise he would have been killed by that man by now.

"After I go back, Lao Tzu must get a helicopter gunship, and Lao Tzu will kill all the people on this island!" When he stopped to catch his breath, Junofsky said hatefully.

"It's better to get some more gas bombs." A henchman said.

"Let's get out of here first, let's go." Junofsky did not dare to stay too long.

But at this moment, one of his henchmen pointed in the direction ahead, and his hand was trembling.

Junofsky looked away, and at that moment his heart seemed to stop beating.

At the end of the rice field, a man in a black robe stood silently, holding a round shield of ancient Greek style in his hand and a shiny dagger in his left hand. He carried a bow and arrows on his shoulders, but the quiver was empty.

He is the mysterious man who kills invisibly, Achilles. But here, only Ling Feng knew his name, and Junofsky didn't even know who he was.

Junofsky took a deep breath and said aloud as he barely calmed down: "Who are you?" What do you want? We got here by mistake and we were about to leave. ”

Achilles did not speak, and suddenly rushed towards the four Junovsky.

"Shoot!" Junofsky yelled, pulling out his pistol and firing at the same time.

Bang bang bang! The gunfire continued.

Achilles' shield accurately caught every bullet fired at him, and the bullets hit the shield with a crisp metal impact sound, and burst out of sparks, none of which could hit Achilles' body.

Whoosh!

Three throwing knives flew out of their hands less than a second apart, and three of Junofsky's henchmen were killed in less than a second apart, each of them with a small throwing knife without a handle stuck in their foreheads. What's even more terrifying is that Junofsky didn't even see Achilles pull out his small throwing knife, and all he saw was Achilles holding his shield and short sword.

Achilles' speed was so fast that he had already appeared in front of Junofsky when the three bodies fell to the ground.

Junovsky threw himself on his knees, threw his pistol on the ground, and said in horror: "I...... Surrender, don't kill me......"

Achilles' short sword plunged into Junofsky's chest, interrupting Junofsky's unfinished words.

"Ling Feng, it's your turn next." Achilles' voice was cold, without the slightest hint of humanity.