Soon, rows of neatly stacked corpses were revealed, and Henry frowned and looked at the pit, there were forty or fifty corpses in the pit, and these corpses were the same as his own dead Black Hawks. He looked at it for a while, squatted down, bent down and dragged out a corpse from the pit to take a closer look, and said secretly in his heart: This is the group of mercenaries who died in the mountain pass security, and they don't think that this group of despicable little devils have not yet had the courage to join forces with the other party to deal with Black Hawk!

Henry looked up at the ** corpses that were densely placed in the pit, and wondered in his heart: Why are the corpses of his Black Hawk and Yamaguchi mercenaries **naked? He thought for a moment before he realized that it might be the nearest mountain people who had come to ransack the dead after knowing that there was a fierce battle here.

He knew that this mountainous area was very poor and backward, and anything on these mercenaries was a rare good thing for these poor mountain people. When he was on a mission in Africa, he also encountered such a situation, not only were the contents of the corpses looted, but some of the wounded soldiers were looted by the other party after meeting the locals, and returned bare-chested.

Henry smiled, stood up and kicked the corpse of the little devil back into the pit, then waved at his men to fill the hole. He knew that the little devils had already come here before them, and they must have reburied these companions after inspecting the bodies, otherwise the corpses in the pit would not have been stacked so neatly.

From this point of view, these little devils of the Yamaguchi security guards, like themselves, are investigating the situation of this opponent. These little devils will not suffer this dumb loss in vain, they must find an opponent to retaliate and get this big face back.

Henry patted the dust on his hands, and pondered in his heart: it seems that the first step is to take a look at the Scimitar Tribe, and first make sure that they are involved in that fierce battle? He knows that this kind of investigation can only be carried out in a way that gradually verifies and excludes the clues found, so as to finally determine who the opponent is?

He took the map from his body and glanced at it, then led a few people in the direction of the scimitar tribe. At about twelve o'clock that night, they approached the hill near the Scimitar tribe in the dark. At this moment, one of the team members who was serving as a scout in front suddenly raised his hand to signal concealment.

Henry and the others quickly lay down on the hillside. It was pitch black all around, the stars in the sky were faintly blinking, and several people pointed their guns at the top of the mountain. After a while, the scout in front raised his hand to signal safety, and Henry stood up and bent over and walked briskly to the top of the mountain.

The scout, who was hiding behind a large rock at the top of the mountain, saw Henry bending down and running up, and reported softly: "Just now there were six figures with guns on the hillside in front, and they were moving quickly in the direction of the scimitar tribe in front, and their movements were extremely professional, and they were obviously specially trained combatants."

Henry was overjoyed when he heard this, this is the opponent he is looking for, otherwise how could there be personnel with strict military training in this mountainous area? The armed drug dealers in this area do not yet possess such a plain zhì.

Henry's team members who quickly climbed to the top of the hill made two stealthily approaching gestures to prepare for battle, and then immediately picked up their sniper rifles and quickly ran down the hillside, and several people behind them immediately bent down and stood up, scattered like ghosts and followed.

In the dim starlight, Henry's figures rose and fell rapidly among the trees and stones on the hillside, and soon reached the top of the hill opposite the Scimitar Tribe.

Henry leaned on the top of the hill and raised his night vision binoculars to look around the top of the mountain, and at a glance he saw the small courtyard of the Abu brothers built halfway up the mountain. He quietly observed the surroundings of the small courtyard for a while, then bent down and stood up, slowly approached halfway up the mountain with a gun, and then hid behind a boulder halfway up the mountainside, raised his telescope to look at the small courtyard and the surroundings again.

The hillside is shrouded in faint starlight, and there are lonely stone courtyard walls and several low rooms in the courtyard halfway up the mountainside.

Henry's brow furrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He raised his hand and lightly tapped the microphone a few times, and ordered several of his subordinates behind him to hide on the spot, and he raised his feet to approach the small courtyard, wanting to get close to reconnoiter and see what the people in front of him were doing?

Just as he was about to act, a figure jumped out of the small courtyard of Abu on the mountainside, and after a while, five more figures came out of the shadows around the courtyard, and several people quickly ran down the mountain.

Henry raised his binoculars and stared coldly at the few figures running down the mountain. The tactical movements of several people were extremely standardized, and two triangular battle formations were quickly formed during the run, and they quickly moved down the hill in a concealed manner, and soon approached the rushing river at the foot of the mountain, and then saw two groups of people separated, one group of people ran to the right, and the other group of people ran to the left.

Henry held the binoculars and carefully watched their every movement, until the two groups of people below disappeared into the blind corner of his vision, he raised his hand to signal his team members to stand guard in place, and he carried a gun and pounced on a big tree more than ten meters high in front of him like a ghost.

He came to the back of the tree, quietly observed the surrounding movements for a while, suddenly put the sniper rifle in his hand behind him, hugged both sides of the tree with both hands, and suddenly rose up, "rubbing" a few times and climbed up a tree more than ten meters high, and then sat on an outstretched branch, with one hand to remove the leaves and branches in front of him, and the other hand raised the telescope to look down the mountain.

Henry's position is condescending, with an unobstructed view of the surroundings and the mountain below. There was a faint candlelight in the small courtyard on the side hillside, and there was no sound inside.

At the foot of the mountain is a roaring rushing river, and there is a narrow rope bridge on the right side of the river, and there are several dark shadows squatting on the opposite side of the bridge, presumably the guards of the tribe. There was a black forest on the other side of the river, which stretched in the direction of the river to the cliffs on both sides of the tribe, and there were no other guards on the other side of the river, except for the figures of the guards around the rope bridge.

Henry observed for a while and said in his heart: the narrow bridge deck was obviously the only way to enter the bend tribe, and the indigenous tribe in front of them only arranged guards next to the rope bridge, and there were no personnel in the rest of the place, perhaps they thought that no one could cross the rushing river in front of them.

He looked through the telescope at the hillside on his side, and three black figures were lying quietly on the hillside three or four hundred meters away from the rope bridge, their bodies hidden in the rocks and grass, and the muzzle of their guns stretched forward was pointed at the opposite side of the rope bridge.

"Hehe, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. This seems to be a proverb in that ancient country, and it seems that these people don't know that their yellow finch is watching them from behind, and their strength is very average," Henry chuckled contemptuously.