Zheng Dong stopped the car, and not far ahead, he could see the bunker - the base camp of the wolf's den.

"Are we out of the minefield?" Mu Yun'er looked at Zheng Dong in confusion, he held the steering wheel with both hands, thoughtful.

"No, welcome our guests." He jumped out of the car, curled the corners of his mouth, and said, "You go to the roof of the car, and wave your hand at a distance of about 2,000 yards." ”

"Stay safe!" If she hadn't been injured, she would have been able to go up as soon as she turned over, and now she had to climb up on the hood, standing on the roof of the car, she held her gun, and in the scope, a black dot gradually zoomed in, and an off-road vehicle in the distance, running over the ruts behind them, approached quickly.

She glanced back at Zheng Dong, who took an arc-shaped route to the bunker, took off his coat, and deliberately swept away the footprints, which were not obvious from a high place, but could still be seen.

What's even more strange is that after he dug out a mine with a dagger, he buried it again on the route he had walked, also swept away the traces, planted two more mines in a row near there, and then ran to the bunker with joy, turned back, and ran towards Mu Yun'er.

The off-road vehicle in the scope entered a distance of about 2000 yards, according to the agreement, Mu Yun'er stood on the roof of the car and waved her hand, Zheng Dong quickly came to her with two mines under his arm, helped her get out of the car, Zheng Dong said: "You go and start the car." ”

Mu Yun'er looked at him with a smile, didn't ask more, and turned around and entered the cab. After fighting together for so many years, Zheng Dong's ghost ideas are well-known, and his combat power is off the charts, and those veterans who are unconvinced are also convinced by him, otherwise the world-renowned EO company would not authorize him to lead an elite team.

"1500, 1200, 1000------" Zheng Dong stood behind the car, estimating the distance, and could clearly see the off-road model, he quickly squatted down, buried the mine in the pit that had just been dug, buried it with snow, and jumped into the car, "Advance 100 yards, stop." ”

At 100 yards, Zheng Dong jumped out of the car again, there was a small slope, and when he squatted, he couldn't see the off-road vehicle catching up behind, and he quickly planted another mine.

After entering the bunker, Zheng Dong went to the warehouse, brought back a machine gun and a few boxes of bullets, and stood beside Mu Yun'er, who was observing the situation outside through the shooting hole.

"You can rest for a while, and I'll take care of the outside." Zheng Dong said with a smile, he didn't seem to be worried about the upcoming battle at all, and he looked light.

"No, I'm the only one who can support you now." Mu Yun'er's tone was firm, "I'll look behind you." ”

"I'll be looking behind you." The comrades-in-arms who once said this to him gave him the courage to move forward, no matter what the enemy he dared to let go, now they are gone, Walter, Sean and those comrades-in-arms in the early years, this kind of sadness can only be experienced by those who have been soldiers.

Zheng Dong hugged her into his arms and kissed him on the forehead, "Give me your rifle, just stay here, close the door, and wait for me to come back." ”

"I ------" Mu Yun'er still wants to fight for the opportunity to get out.

"Obedient, you are injured, I will take care of you outside, and when I will lead them here, you will help me."

Zheng Dong carried a Mauser rifle on his back and a backpack full of explosives, and calmly set up explosives around the woods, but the mercenaries of the Tamsui Company did not show up for a long time.

In fact, Wittmann was stopped. Following the rut prints into the forest, he saw Zheng Dong in the distance for the first time, and he buried something on the ground in a panic.

Before coming, I read Zheng Dong's information, and knew that he was the youngest and No. 1 ace mercenary in EO Company, and any of his actions were purposeful, and the best weapon that could delay and consume the enemy was a mine, and Wittman judged that he must be burying a mine.

On the battlefield, any prediction is based on intelligence. When they were still 100 yards away from the place where Zheng Dong had just "planted the mine", they stopped, and Wittman ordered his subordinates to conduct aerial reconnaissance.

A small drone took off, circled for a while at the site of the "buried mine", approached the bunker again, hovered in mid-air, and with a "bang" of gunshots, the drone lost contact.

Through the camera, it transmits enough information for Wittmann to plan his next move.

At this time, Basayev and his men also arrived, and when they saw Wittmann's car stopped, they thought that they were afraid of the enemy and cowardly, and could not help but show contempt. However, he knew that there was a minefield where the map marked the place where the treasure was hidden, and he was even more afraid that Weitmann and the others would find the treasure first, and if they saw the wealth, it would be difficult to explain the conflict to the earl.

Since Zheng Dong's car can enter this forest, and the car that follows him can enter safely, he made a look, a henchman came over, whispered a few words, and the man immediately jumped into a car full of militiamen and gangsters, commanded the car, and drove into the forest along the rut.

Strangely, Weitmann and his men just looked at them with gloomy faces, and did not have the slightest intention of getting into the car to catch up.

Basayev parked the car beside Wittman and said triumphantly: "Mr. Wittman, you rest for a while, let's go first." ”

Wittman turned sideways and scolded mercilessly: "Idiot! Then he lowered his head, drew lines on an unfolded map, and continued to discuss something with his men.

Basayev was about to have a seizure, and with a "boom", the Toyota pickup truck and the seven or eight people in the car flew into the air, and after a bloody rain, the ground was covered with stumps and broken arms, and the survivors were lying on the ground struggling, wailing constantly.

Wittman walked up to Basayev, who was still immersed in the shock of the explosion, slapped the satellite phone in his hand and said: "You boss. ”

He trembled and put the phone to his ear and heard the Count's voice.

"Basayev, now you and the others are under the command of Mr. Wittmann and obey unconditionally, understand?"

"Yes, Lord Count." Hearing the roar on the phone, Basayev's whole body trembled, the last time the count was angry with someone, the whole family of that person was wiped out, and he still remembers the miserable face of the deceased.

He completely changed his attitude, and handed the phone to Weitman in a sincere panic, "Me and my subordinates, now I am under your command." ”

"Your men are divided into two parts, and they all get out of the car and walk through this minefield, where there is a bunker, and you take the people and continue to follow the rutted prints, and the other group follows me."

"But there's still a mine ahead!"

"Let those who have rifles be loaded with bayonets, and if they take a step forward, they will pierce the ground, and if there is a hard object, insert a stick to make a mark, and those behind will follow the footprints in front."

"What if it's wrong?"

Wittman grabbed Basayev by the collar, glared at him and said, "How can there be immortals in war?" ”

Basayev's feet gradually lifted off the ground, the murderous eyes seemed to dig out his heart, only people who have experienced countless deaths can have this kind of cold and penetrating cold in their eyes, his face turned pale, and he nodded vigorously.

The boss was instigated, and the other younger brothers did not dare to have other ideas, Basayev's men were divided into two roads, he himself led a team, and continued to follow the rut print, his men automatically divided into two rows, stepping on the tire track, and the people in front of the team seemed to have made a lot of determination for every step forward.

Wittman led another team on a line that Zheng Dong "deliberately" hidden, which he thought was a safe route, but he still kept an eye on it, letting Basayev's men go ahead and deliberately kept a distance.

On a thick pine tree, a pair of eyes in the thick and dense needles closely watched the movements of the two teams.

Less than a minute later, two people who were at the front of the team stepped on the mines one after another, and the people in front of them were instantly torn apart, and Basayev's men panicked, turned around and ran, in order to stop the escape, Wittman shot and killed two people in a row, and only then did he barely control the situation.

The other team led by Basayev was even more undisciplined, and his men were able to fight in the streets, kidnap and extort for ransom, and they saw the cruelty of the battlefield, and they were so frightened that they were colorless. Despite Basayev's shouts, the others fled back in the middle of the rutted tracks, stumbling, and after one fell, they were immediately trampled on by those behind them, and the wounded were even more abandoned.

Not chaotic enough, Zheng Dong was not satisfied with the enemy's performance, he aimed at one of the mercenaries in Wittman's team, a headshot, and then, he chose the fastest person in Basayev's team, and with another shot, the target fell to the ground.

Two shots and two lives undoubtedly accelerated the collapse of these people's hearts, except for the mercenaries of Weitmann, who showed professionalism, while shooting, while retreating in an orderly manner, Basayev's men and militia scattered and fled, mines were trampled one after another, and explosions were heard one after another.

Zheng Dong's scope was always locked on Basayev, he didn't shoot in the end, remembering the scene of Grubeva's tragic death, Zheng Dong didn't want to let him die so happily, if he was injured, he would be sent to the hospital, it would be difficult to find him. He was going to catch him, face to face, and let Basayev go through Grubeva's pain.

The enemy retreated, and Zheng Dong set up several more traps and tripping mines in the woods and around the bunker, and the other party lost most of his manpower, and it was impossible to attack again in a short time.

Back in the bunker, he shouted happily: "Yun'er! Yun'er! Still craving roast wolf meat? "The carcasses of dozens of wolves are neatly stacked outside the bunker, and the cold weather is an ice cellar for nature's gift. The weather is so cold, he and Mu Yun'er both need heat.

No one answered, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and rushed in to take a look, Mu Yun'er was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, her eyes were closed, her cheeks were red, and she looked unconscious.

He carried her to the guardhouse, put her on a bed, took off his coat, covered her body, found two German helmets, ran outside to shovel snow, sat beside her, put a handful of snow on her forehead, her high fever quickly melted the snow into snow water, which flowed down his cheeks, and he had to keep brushing the snow with his hands to avoid soaking her sweater and avoiding further wound infection.

Soon the snow ran out, he ran out again with the steel helmet, and gradually, Mu Yun'er's body temperature tended to normal, he held her hand and asked softly, "Yun'er, are you better?" ”

She didn't answer, still unconscious.

Suddenly there was an explosion outside the bunker, and he was all too familiar with this kind of sound, it was a cannonball!

One fell on top of the bunker, and the entire bunker shook slightly, and the dust shook on Zheng Dong's body, and the lights flickered.

Well, what should come will always come!

He closed the door to the bunker.