135. Step by step

The figure moved quickly in the mountains, and the only sound in the mountains and forests was the sound of heavy breathing, the "click" of the soles of shoes stepping on broken branches and buds, and the sound of branches fluttering on their bodies in the shuttle. Dawn was approaching, but it was still dark between heaven and earth, and large dark clouds gathered together, blocking and covering up the already meager light. The wind that had been hovering between the mountains and fields also stopped, and the branches and weeds came to the surface, and the dew on the leaves was faintly dripping, waiting for the wind to rise again, but it was hit head-on by the running figures, and the water droplets reluctantly fell into the grass.

The figure would stop as it galloped through the mountains and forests, holding its breath and listening to the sound of the pursuit behind it. There are fewer and fewer people chasing them, from 15 people at the beginning, to 6 or 7 people now. The trap set up worked well, but the rest of these people were all elites, and they seemed to have seen through Mo Lei's methods, and they chased very calmly, and they were getting closer and closer. Guns don't play much purpose here, and when it comes to close encounters, each side will choose the original weapon.

The blood on Mo Lei's shoulders and waist was not dry, the blood on the corners of his mouth was wiped away by his raised hand, his face was covered with mud, and he was washed into stripes by sweat. The M16 was reluctant to throw away, and there were 9 bullets, 1 pistol bullet, and he went back and searched for two magazines and a telescope on some hapless ghost. In his hand, he held a grappling dagger that had been curled, and there was blood on its surface.

They have been being chased in the mountains for an hour and a half. The coyote walked very slowly with the monster on his back, and the monster had already woken up and categorically refused Mo Lei's request. Mo Lei had to take the pursuers around the mountains and forests, the mountains were getting higher and higher, and there were more terrains to choose from and use, but Zhou Rui couldn't walk, and the coyote told Mo Lei's coordinates in the headset and asked to converge together and then make plans.

In the gloomy forest, the line of sight was only a short dozen meters, Mo Lei suddenly stopped running, and listened quietly to the sound behind him again, the eyes full of green and dark green, golden and bright red looked vibrant, but Mo Lei smelled that strange smell.

Squatted down suddenly, turned around, the fighting dagger in his hand was flicked upward, his left hand grabbed forward, and firmly pinched the head of the pit viper that suddenly appeared more than a meter long, the fighting dagger quickly slashed, cutting off the lower half of the pit viper, and then threw the snake's head out of the way with his left hand in another direction. He thought about it for a moment, then he picked up the pit viper's corpse in the grass and dragged it in his hand, turned back to restore the stumbling branches and leaves, and sneaked towards the agreed fixed point. The route disguised as a snake is more realistic with scale armor, but it doesn't take long to discard.

The coyote and the monster chose a place that could be heavily defended on a hillside surrounded by several boulders and covered with green vegetation covering the stone surface. This place is also more ideal for the use of terrain features, it is easier to exert firepower, the most ideal is that this terrain is relatively hidden, but they are far away from the water source, fortunately, after the monster sobers up, he will ask the coyote to fill the kettle.

They also want to find a commanding height, but this position is also very good, the hillside in front is overgrown, as long as someone comes up, it is impossible not to make a sound, the back slope is steep, from this position you can see that there are several directions to the commanding height, so they can wait for the opportunity here, and if necessary, they can also move out. Warcraft is indeed very experienced and discerning in choosing terrain. At present, they try to avoid contact with the mercenaries, and if they are forced to do so, they will fight and leave.

They all knew that in this mountain forest, the three of them were not the only hunters, and there were countless potential threats that would make that group of mercenaries suffer.

After a night of running, each other was very tired.

Mo Lei, who had tracked him over, took a break, checked the wounds on the monsters and coyotes, and treated the injuries on his body simply. He was punched in the cheek while fighting with a bear-like mercenary, the left side of his face was swollen and his eyes were swollen into a slit, which greatly affected his vision, and the pit viper that appeared just now almost killed Mo Lei. Now that he had time, he hurriedly dealt with it, then ate a few bites of wild fruit, disguised himself again with branches and leaves, and lay on a stone to carefully examine the terrain and choose the best retreat route.

"They're supposed to leave." Coyotes use rope as leggings and tie them around their calves. He carefully carried Zhou Rui all the way, but after putting Zhou Rui down, he slipped and almost broke his arm.

The monster leaned against the stone wall and said disappreciatively, "It's harder, they're dragging our tails now, and now we need to dig a hole to hide ourselves in." Otherwise, I'm afraid that the few remaining bird feathers will not die. ”

"I can't keep up for the time being, I have deliberately left marks in many places, and those traps are enough to stop them for a while, and they also have to rest and eat." Mo Lei walked over, his steps a little floating. "Warcraft, how is your temperature?"

"It's okay." Zhou Rui opened his eyes and showed an appreciative look, "You kid grew up in the mountains when he was a child?" ”

"Hehe, when I was a child, I was very wild, and when I was 6 or 7 years old, I went into the mountains with my grandfather to hunt." Mo Lei grinned and sat on the ground with some difficulty, "They are also searching indiscriminately now, sweeping up and down like a broom." But if my judgment is right, they will climb up from that place and walk all the way in our direction. ”

Mo Lei raised his hand and pointed to the west.

"We should move." The coyote chews wild fruit in its mouth, and it's so astringent that it's hard to get refreshed after eating. But he still wanted to get some raw meat to eat, and it was all up to that thing to recover his strength, "Since you know what they are going to do, try to avoid them, and the rest are all masters." ”

"Tall wool, fighting in the jungle, we are his ancestors."

Mo Lei pursed his lips and cheered up the coyote. The coyote's grandson grew up in a big city, and he was most afraid of encountering strange things in the mountains. Mo Lei still remembers that the coyote and another comrade-in-arms, Jiang Chun, nicknamed "Crying Master", cried so earth-shattering when they survived in the wild for the first time.

"It looks like it's going to rain, and God is helping us. They probably won't stay here and rain like a pen, after all, the series of traps of the mask is enough for them to drink a pot. The monster propped up the ground with his right hand, and the coyote quickly helped him up. His left arm had been fixed to his chest with a wooden strip, and the penetrating wound on his right leg had also been bandaged with strips of cloth that Mo Lei had torn from his clothes.

"What do you say? Mask? The monster leaned on crutches and looked down at his wounds, a little sad.

Fuck, this is a typical tiger falling in Pingyang.

"We'll find out in a little while." Mo Lei raised his head and took a breath, smelling the smell in the air, the dark clouds in the sky were overwhelming, the air was humid and stuffy, and he was also thinking about getting some raw meat to eat.

"Once it's raining, visibility is fucking over." The coyote was standing beside the monster, and he was afraid that it would be terrible for this guy to fall suddenly. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed down the slope to the west, "Where do you see? ”

"Where?" Warcraft and Mo Lei looked up at the same time, and Mo Lei found that he was still sitting, so he quickly stood up and walked over to wipe it together.

It was supposed to be bright at 6 a.m., but it was still a blur, and the sound of branches swaying and budding could be heard faintly under the hillside. But Mo Lei didn't see anything in his sight.

"A figure appeared and then disappeared." The monster and the coyote saw it, so they told the dazed Mo Lei.

Mo Lei took out the telescope and pointed at a row of trees in the distance, and saw two people at once. He slowly moved the telescope and saw at least five people appear in the straight line, each dozens of meters apart. Even from a distance of a thousand meters, he could still tell that the people were obviously out of breath, they were wearing a variety of weapons, not all M16s, and some of them were wearing folding AK47 rifles.

It's them. It's the pursuers coming.

"In which direction are they searching?" The monster asked.

"It's like looking around, and there's someone giving instructions." Mo Lei put down the binoculars, he just saw a person making a gesture of "move closer to me", and several other people began to gather in that direction, but they seemed to be a little reluctant.

"What's going on?" The monster took the binoculars and looked down the mountain, in the binoculars, the mercenaries also looked very tired, the one who gave the order said a few words, and the others dispersed slowly, but they were all in the same direction - they came up.

"These grandsons are still coming up." The monster put down the binoculars, was picked up by the coyote, looked at it, and then handed it to Mo Lei.

The pursuers were indeed very tired, and three of them slowly climbed up the halfway slope, and when they arrived, they were probably using the communication system to inform their colleagues who were still resting below, and then found an open space to sit down. Mo Lei was very surprised, where the hell did he get his confidence? Exposing yourself like a fool? This is too careless, isn't it? However, he knew that the helicopters here did not dare to come up, and he said that the climate, altitude, storms and other factors, and some of the marijuana plantations in the mountains were enough for a low-flying helicopter to drink a pot - the hell knows if you are a police officer or someone, let's talk about it first.

The tropical thunderstorm is coming, and in about half a minute, the torrential rain that has been brewing for a long time is overwhelming. A bolt of lightning streaked through the sky and landed in the clearing where the three men were staying, and although the lightning had only been there for a fraction of a second, it had grown jaw-droppingly, like a giant poking his finger off between heaven and earth. In an instant, lightning and thunder roared everywhere, and the rain poured down. Visibility just now was okay, but now there is only a maximum of two or three hundred meters in the visual range.

The translucent rain curtain kept moving, and the three people looked at each other, some wanting to laugh but couldn't. The heavy rain can indeed stop the enemy's pursuit, but at the same time, it also stops itself. Now they can't hear or see clearly, and what's worse is that after the rainstorm, everything around them is wet, and even if someone steps on it, the branches and leaves of the plants will not make a sound because they break, and the moist air is very effective in absorbing sound. The mercenaries who have been tracking them may approach them without being detected.

Of course, in this case, if three people transfer, they can also leave quickly without being discovered by the other party, the mountain is fair, it is equally impartial to man and beast, whoever is good at using it, it will be beneficial to whom, sometimes the environment is not good for both parties.

It's just that all three of them are now injured to varying degrees, which is a disadvantage.