The bodyguards sent by Boss Su had a total of five people. One of them is a pilot, and the other four are bodyguards.

They are all from Zhongnanhai.

This is a department that specializes in training bodyguards. And their training is no worse than that of special forces. They can use their bodies to block bullets for their employers.

I remember that there was a movie "Zhongnanhai Bodyguard", which depicted such a profession.

Therefore, Ye Xiuwen did not doubt the ability of the two people at all.

In a short conversation, Ye Xiuwen knew that one of these two people was called 'Xu Yang' and the other was called 'Zhang Qiang'.

The two people, along with the three who died, were all bodyguards trained in the same class.

Their deaths, 'Xu Yang' and 'Zhang Qiang' are sad. But after all, it is professionally trained. Everything is done with the protection of Miss Su.

Everyone ran for a while, and Ye Xiuwen made a pause gesture.

'Zhang Qiang' helped Su Xiaoya squatted down. And 'Xu Yang' stepped forward, also bent down and asked, "Mr. Black Wolf?" What's wrong? ”

"Someone up front is searching for us." Ye Xiuwen lowered his voice.

"What then? We have to go to the airfield and find the plane there? "'Xu Yang' said.

"I'll go and find out the situation, you guys are here to protect Miss Su, and Mr. 'Mark'." Ye Xiuwen said.

"Who's that 'Mark'?" Xu Yang asked rhetorically.

"A prince of the UAE, try to protect him!" Ye Xiuwen didn't force it, because the bodyguards only protect the target person. In addition to the target person, they will discard the non-target person if necessary.

It's like addition and subtraction. If it's okay, they will always carry 'Mark', but if there is danger, they will take Su Xiaoya away first.

And that's something that can't be done in the first place, because that's what they do.

So Ye Xiuwen didn't force it, but said this, and left alone.

This time, he can be described as traveling lightly. With Su Xiaoya and 'Mark' here, he can't show it at all.

Just like the previous war. If there were no 'Mark' and Su Xiaoya, he would have fought his way out of the encirclement alone, and he would have killed the enemy with a rifle

Two minutes later, Ye Xiuwen saw the team that had searched.

There are only three people in this team. Obviously, they didn't take Ye Xiuwen and other survivors into account.

"Humph!"

Ye Xiuwen sneered, thinking that this was a great opportunity. Not only can you get some weapons back, but you can also get some information by the way.

He waited for three people and walked by himself.

He flashed from behind the tree and first fluttered behind one of the militants.

The bayonet stabbed the militant directly in the armpit.

Here is the weakness of the other side.

Because each of them wears body armor. Body armor from the front or back, let alone with a knife, even bullets cannot penetrate it. So the armpit is the only place where Ye Xiuwen can be fatal with one blow.

Of course, he can also choose the other person's neck, but the chances of this are too small.

Because all with tactical helmets. And it is precisely because of the tactical helmet that their vision is limited.

So, such tactical helmets are not advanced enough, and their field of vision becomes smaller.

"Poof!"

The saber stabbed in, but there was more than the relationship between the opponent's tactical helmet, and Ye Xiuwen couldn't stop the opponent's mouth.

Then the stabbed man screamed, and the other two militants heard it, turned around together, and were about to shoot.

But how could Ye Xiuwen give them this opportunity. An elbow blow directly shattered the helmet of a militant. A streak of blood rushed out, and the man lay on the ground and did not move.

The other was gunshot, and as a result, Ye Xiuwen kicked the opponent's wrist. The gun flew out of his hand, and even his wrist was lifted and broken.

The militant was so fierce that he broke the wrist of one hand and used his other hand to draw the pistol on the outside of his thigh.

"Humph!"

Ye Xiuwen sneered, and pressed his hand down when the other party had just pulled out the gun. The pistol that pulled out the holster was inserted again.

The militant was shocked, and at this moment, Ye Xiuwen hit his knees, which made this guy completely honest.

The militants clutched their lower bodies and fell to the ground. And Ye Xiuwen took advantage of the situation and pulled his tactical helmet down directly.

Underneath the tactical helmet, is a pale face. But it's not because this guy has lost too much blood, it's because he's the kind of skin he has.

Ye Xiuwen stepped on it with a kick, and said with the opponent's tactical helmet in his hand: "We Huaxia people have a bad temper, I only ask you once, what happened on this island?" ”

"I don't know,"

Obviously, the other party did not correctly understand what Ye Xiuwen meant.

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy, and his feet added strength.

This force acts on the opponent's chest. The other party's chest is as if it is pressed by hundreds of pounds of stones.

"I said, I said," the militants finally understood Ye Xiuwen's words, not joking, and shouted loudly: He is going to say it.

So Ye Xiuwen gently let go of the soles of his feet. And the militant said: "The whole island has been occupied by us, you can only survive if you surrender, otherwise you will all die,"

"Smack!"

Before the other party finished speaking, Ye Xiuwen slapped it with a big mouth, and the left side of the militant's face was swollen, like a steamed bun.

"How many?" Ye Xiuwen asked.

"There were two hundred people on the island, and later seven hundred people landed, to eight hundred." The militants finally believed that the Chinese people were in a bad temper.

"Who is the chief? What is he going to do? Ye Xiuwen said again, but at this time, there was a rustling sound in the forest. Someone else is coming.

The militant saw this as an opportunity and shouted in vain: "Help me, I'm here!" I am here! ”

"Bang!"

Ye Xiuwen took the tactical helmet and gave the militant's head fiercely, and came for a moment.

The militant suffered a heavy blow to the head, and it directly shook his brain into a pulp.

At the same time, Ye Xiuwen raised the muzzle of his gun towards the forest on the side. He didn't even look at it, but there was a flurry of gunfire.

Before the three militants could react, they were killed by Ye Xiuwen.

Killed three people, Ye Xiuwen handed the gun to the other hand, suddenly, there was another burst of gunfire, and on the other side of the forest, there were also three armed men who ran over, and they were killed.

And in this way, the three nearby teams of unknown militants were all killed by Ye Xiuwen.

Nine guns, thirty magazines, and grenades.

"Hey, Tom, what's wrong? Tom? ”

Inside the tactical helmet, the call of the militants was heard! Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!