136. Close combat

The storm lasted for more than half an hour, and the precipitation could reach more than a dozen centimeters. Lightning swept within a hundred meters of Mo Lei's hideout. It's not the first time they've seen this kind of sudden lightning and thunder, but this kind of long-term rainstorm is really rare, and the signs of the formation are like the position being shelled, which makes people's hearts beat.

The storm stopped abruptly, and the temperature dropped with it, and the sweltering heat in the early morning air had long since disappeared with the rain, and now it was about ten degrees Celsius. The sky and the earth were still gray, and everything was cold and damp, which was particularly gloomy.

"Masquerade, what's going on?" From the beginning of the rain, Zhou Rui stood outside the rain curtain, close to the lower end of the boulder and watched downward.

Mo Lei, who was rubbing his shoulder, picked up the binoculars and approached his eyes, and couldn't help but curse angrily, "." ”

Due to the thunder and lightning, the coyote's hearing had not fully recovered, but when he saw the look on Mo Lei's face, he hurried over and picked up the binoculars to look at it, and scolded as well.

In the camera, the mountains are wet all over the country, but less than 200 meters away, there are two people shuttling through the trees like ghosts in the mountains and forests.

Raising his hand to stop the coyote's movements, Mo Lei moved the gun belt on his body, carefully pulled out the gun and slowly moved to the firing position. He touched it, the insurance was closed, and pressed his thumb to the insurance. He knew that because of the terrain and the seclusion of the trees, those people down the mountain could barely see him. In particular, the faces of the natives were painted with sludge, and even from a distance of 50 meters, there was no disharmony between them and the surrounding environment. It's just that, unless the three of them can keep their lines still, the human eye can quickly find the moving target, and as long as they don't move, it will be difficult to be detected.

Mo Lei didn't have to worry about this, the place where the three of them used to stay was the most strictly disciplined force in the world. It's just that they are not wearing camouflage uniforms now, so Mo Lei has some regrets. Of course, fortunately, the clothes on his body were already stained with muddy water.

The coyote also picked up the gun silently, stuffed the pistol to Zhou Rui, and stood on the other side of Zhou Rui.

The three of them maintained a fan of observation each, and with tacit understanding, they could see a large area without too much head rotation, and they could hear each other very clearly when they whispered.

"There's movement on the right." Three minutes later, the coyote suddenly whispered.

"I'll take a look, coyote, come here." Mo Lei moved his body cautiously, and it took him thirty seconds to walk a few meters, switching places with the coyote.

"Aha, are these guys going to have a picnic?" Mo Lei sneaked a few meters to the right, lying on the boulder and looking down, the three mercenaries below were camping, taking out food from their backpacks and preparing to eat. It seems that they still have no intention of leaving, and will continue to carry out the search mission.

"They're planning to hold us back, there must be a large number of people in front of us to come into the mountains, and these guys are right behind here." As soon as Zhou Rui heard Mo Lei say, he guessed the other party's plan.

Mo Lei slowly climbed back and looked up at the sky, it was still cloudy, and the rainstorm had stopped, but the light rain was still dripping. It was getting darker and darker, as if it was evening.

Oh, yes. This group of mercenaries divided into two groups and outflanked them from two directions, this method is not unusual at all, it is very normal. But it was strange that each group began to sit down to eat.

Looking at the color of the clothes on his body, Mo Lei had a bold idea. He thought for a moment, motioned for the coyote to sit with the demonic beast, and whispered, "Let's go back together, if we crawl forward, they should know soon." Let's just walk back generously, Warcraft, your Spanish is pure, Coyote English is good, in whatever language they ask, we will answer in whatever language. If we don't find it, we'll take a safe place between the two groups of people and return to the Babagh Highway to enter the desert or cross the river. ”

The three of them were bold and emboldened, and when they heard Mo Lei say this, the coyote and the monster immediately agreed, and the coyote was even afraid that the sludge on his face would be exposed, so he touched the ground for a while, mixed it with grass juice and sludge, and evenly applied it on his face, and then helped the monster and Mo Lei to paint it again.

Mo Lei and Coyote hung their guns diagonally on their chests, and the Warcraft walked in the middle, holding Mo Lei's Walter P99 in their hands. If the enemy sees them, they will surely see the problem. But at this moment, it was dark between heaven and earth, and behind them was a hillside, and the light was even more blurred, and they could use the weapons in their hands at any time, and if necessary, the Warcraft could use the Walter P99 with a muffler, and at this time, the sound of water in the mountains and forests and the chirping of animals covered everything, and they could destroy the enemy unconsciously.

The coyote took out his precious dagger, the surface of which had been blued, and only the sharp blade shone cold. Coyotes are good at using knives, and they also have two small and sharp scalpels on their wrists, which can shoot left and right at any time. He now holds a dagger in his left hand and an M16 rifle in his right hand. Mo Lei was the same, but the fighting dagger had some curly blades, but it didn't affect the use of it to cut the throat of the enemy.

The three of them moved slowly and with difficulty to a place about two hundred meters away from the group of mercenaries on the right. The reason why it was difficult was that the legs of the Warcraft could not move in such an environment, but the Warcraft still gritted its teeth and persevered. The three of them were about fifteen meters apart from each other, like a search team, and they could quickly support each other. Of course, it is better not to have such a need, because once such support appears, it is tantamount to the failure of the breakthrough.

Mo Lei walked at the forefront, using the terrain as much as possible as a cover. Then he made a gesture and turned to the left, taking it safely towards the north. In such an environment, it would be good if there were microscopic night vision goggles, the three mercenaries are not worth mentioning, but now with the injured brother, the sight is also restricted, Mo Lei has to be careful every step, as long as he can get out of the rear safely, then the sea and the sky will be wide.

The three of them moved forward silently, the damp ground was extremely favorable to their movement, but the vegetation where they walked was too dense, but although it was only three or four hundred meters long, it seemed so long to reach safety. They didn't quite walk back to the section of the road they had just taken, but they couldn't avoid it completely, and sometimes they overlapped, and just as they crossed a low sea buckthorn forest, two figures appeared in front of them about ten meters.

"What are you doing there?" The person questioning was in English, and he was hunched over to this side.

The coyote hurriedly waved his hand at the other party, hoping that this friendly gesture would block the other's mouth and movements. But the man wanted to come over and see if it was his companion. And the mercenaries behind him also came over, and when they approached Mo Lei and the others, they found that something was wrong, it was too late.

Mo Lei held the submachine gun hanging on the double-ring strap with both hands, and just wanted to shoot, Zhou Rui behind him had already raised his hand to shoot, and the bullet drilled into the man's chin with a "poof" and penetrated through the back of his head. And the coyote was already swinging forward with the dagger in his hand, his body twisted sharply, and he posed coquettishly, and the rest of the guy's neck was cut in half, like a movie shot. But when Mo Lei quickly rushed up to hold the first corpse, the coyote also hurriedly went up to hold the second corpse, in case they made a noise when they fell.

Oops. Mo Lei thought in his heart, once they contacted each other, they would find out that someone was missing. It was too late to drag the corpse to one place before it got up, because then it might run into the enemy again. If so, don't make a fuss about the two corpses. He lifted the head, which was about to fall, thought about it, took the coyote's dagger, found a few small branches around, sharpened a thicker one, and made a simple trap chain at the foot of the corpse. The coyote had already searched the corpse - fortunately the other party had an M16, just four more magazines, and an unexpected bonus: two night vision goggles.

The tired monster held the coyote's shoulder with one hand, and nodded as he watched Mo Lei's movements.

Mo Lei continued to open the road ahead, and ten minutes later, there was a sudden commotion behind them, and the sound of people falling heavily. Then there was a roar, accompanied by a scream, a violent strafing sound of HK416, but in any other direction, but it was enough to alarm anyone and the sleeping beast within a two-kilometer radius.

Mo Lei silently pushed away the insurance and made a gesture. The coyote walked forward with the beast in one hand.

People are sleepy, or they really want to rush up and chase and fight, and they can knock this down with bullets in a few seconds, and the remaining few may not be a problem, this is the initiative of military technology, and it is said that who determines what time to do what. It's just that not now, he can see that the monster is already at the end of the crossbow, and if it is delayed any longer, the injury on the leg may bring lifelong regrets.

There are some things that Warcraft won't say, Coyotes won't say, and Mo Lei won't say. But the three of them know each other, if they want to rush, they will rush together, and if they want to die, they will die together, and they are fucked up if they say anything arrogant and bullshit, and those words are not something that the three of them can say. It's just a tacit understanding that each other cares about life and death, so why use words to blaspheme.

The three of them continued to retreat towards the rear, the gunfire just now should have been caused by the appearance of some kind of predator, but Mo Lei knew that the other party would soon find the two corpses, and he didn't know if there were still people waiting in the direction of Babagh, the form was very serious, Mo Lei had to take on the task of being a sharp soldier, and he also had to take care of the rear at any time. The situation of the monster looked even more serious, with blisters at the corners of the mouth and eyes sometimes loose. Mo Lei was also a little dizzy, probably too tired to think coherently. None of the three of them spoke, but walked through the jungle with their heads bowed.

Damn, it's like a certain year when I was on a mission behind enemy lines, but at that time I knew that as long as I went out and stepped on the land, I would be safe, but at this moment, I didn't know what was going on in front of me.

He forced himself to stay awake, and he could not let the exertion affect his thinking and his command.

There was a ring.

It was the rustling of the branches, but it wasn't windy, maybe it was a beast, maybe it wasn't, maybe it wasn't? Is it human?

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