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Previously, the five drug dealers in charge of escorting were shot by wooden spears and anti-infantry barbs, but now the mule team was completely out of control.

"Hold on! Hold! ”

The leader of the team waved the M1911 in his hand and commanded the chaotic team, "Control these mules, they're dead, you're going to die too!" You can die, but mules can't die!! ”

Are the lives of these mules worth more than people?

Really.

It is not the mule itself that is valuable, but the high-purity "white flour" that the mule carries.

The drug dealers around the mule team desperately tried to hold the frightened fleeing mule.

However, the drug dealers who were pulling the ropes not only failed to hold the mules, but were themselves carried by the mules into the minefield.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Mules rushed into the minefield with drug dealers on leashes and detonated the mines in the minefield.

The jungle was filled with gunsmoke, black and red flames everywhere, and the sound of explosions was incessant.

The stumps and internal organs of the human body, mixed with moss and rotting leaves, were scattered in the jungle.

A mule was torn apart by an unknown mine or mortar shell under its feet, and the box on its back was also blown apart, and the white powder in the box was scattered and mixed with the rancid smell of damp earth.

The value of the dirt skyrocketed in an instant.

This jungle, which is regarded as the "territory of death" and is rarely inhabited, trembles and wails......

The mules that rushed into the minefield basically had no hope of survival, and the drug dealers who were carried by the mules and rushed into the minefield were also blown to pieces along with the mules and buried in this jungle.

More than a third of the escort team of nearly 100 people were killed in this minefield left over from the war.

The mule team responsible for delivering the drugs was also blown apart, more than half of the mules were killed in the minefield, and more than half of the 99% pure "white flour" was mixed with the rancid soil.

If someone is willing to try to dig out all the dirt mixed with "white flour", they may be able to filter out some of the "white flour" and make a fortune.

This, of course, entails the risk of being blown to pieces by a mine at any moment.

The explosion of mines stopped.

No mules rushed into the minefield and detonated the mines inside.

Because, the rest of the mules were all broken legs by bullets and fell to the ground.

This is the only way to stop frightened mules from rushing into the minefield, and only in this way can the damage that is being incurred be minimized.

On the "Drug Transport Corridor", the surviving soldiers of the Xion family's private army gathered together.

Although these lucky young men saved their lives, many of them were injured.

Only half of those who can still stand and move normally are left.

A wooden spear, three anti-infantry barbs, and a rusty trap made this squad transporting drugs lose half of its combat effectiveness!

The team leader completely understood at this time that someone was setting up an ambush here.

"Sniper, find out the guys who are hiding!"

The team leader holds the M1911 in his right hand and a walkie-talkie in his left hand, giving orders to the snipers who are in ambush.

The sniper lurking in the vegetation, holding the SVD sniper rifle, stared at the sniper scope with his eyes fixed on the sniper scope, trying to find out the four people who were hiding, Ye Xiao, He Ziming, Song Xiu, and Tang Feng.

It's just that these snipers who have only received the most basic sniper training, how can they find out Ye Xiao, He Ziming, Song Xiu, and Tang Feng?

"There's no one around."

A sniper radioed the situation to the squad leader.

"Are you sure?"

The team leader clutched M1911 tightly, his eyes observing his surroundings, apparently not believing the sniper's words.

"Yes......"

The sniper hesitated, but finally confirmed his judgment, "There is no one around. ”

"Aren't we going to do it?" Tang Feng asked Ye Xiao.

"There's no hurry." Ye Xiao replied, "It's just the 'pre-dinner dessert' now, isn't it?" ”

"They're regrouping."

Song Xiu noticed that the remaining drug dealers had gathered into a defensive circle on the "drug transportation corridor".

A dozen drug dealers armed with AK automatic rifles and defended themselves on the perimeter; The rest of the drug dealers untied the drug box that was originally on the back of the mule, and then tied it to the box with a rope and carried it behind them.

These mules could no longer walk and transport drugs to the border, so the boxes had to be carried to the border by people and traded.

It is less than five kilometers away from the place where the transaction was made, and if you go back, you need to walk three days and two nights.

It's impossible to go back.

The captain of this escort team knows that things have reached this point, and if they go back, it will definitely be a dead end.

And if the remaining "white noodles" are traded, maybe there will be a chance to pick up a life.

"Dragon, they're on their way." Tang Feng said into the radio.

Ye Xiao looked out from behind the trunk, and through the radio, he gave an order to Song Xiu and He Ziming, "Lone sword, fangs, send them on their way." ”

"Understood!"

"Roger!"

Song Xiu and He Ziming respectively took out the Rambo saber from the scabbard on the left shoulder strap of their tactical vest and cut off the taut vines at their feet with one sword.

Whoosh ......

Woohoo......

More than a dozen or twenty anti-infantry barbs flew out of the bushes on both sides of the "drug transport corridor" and shot at these drug dealers walking along the "drug transport corridor" with drug boxes on their backs.

Although the anti-infantry barbs that He Ziming dug out of the minefield were badly corroded, they were still fatal when ejected at close range, especially when these drug dealers did not have any protective gear on them.

The anti-infantry barbs attacked the drug dealers indiscriminately, and one of them, who was carrying a box on his back, was shot by two anti-infantry barbs at the same time.

An anti-infantry barb hit the heroin box behind his back, and another anti-infantry barb pierced his left thigh.

The drug dealer sat on the ground, screaming in pain, trying to pull out the anti-infantry barb that had been stabbed in his thigh.

However, the anti-infantry barbs are covered with barbs, and if they are pulled out with their bare hands, they are tantamount to pulling the flesh off their own bodies, and such a pain is by no means bearable by ordinary people.

Don't look at these people's usual fierce faces, but now they have become weak chickens.

So the drug dealer just tried it and chose to give up.

These anti-infantry barbs flying out of the bushes scattered the escort team that had just been assembled.