Rushing all the way, Yang Zheng didn't know where he went, he felt that the mountain road in front of him was getting steeper and steeper, and it was getting more and more difficult to walk, so he had to go all the way along the ridge, stopping from time to time to check, and seeing the chasing soldiers bite and hold on, and the appearance of not dying, he was annoyed, but he had to refrain from doing so, the chasing soldiers were too many, dense, locust-like, and roughly estimated to be five or six hundred.

Yang Zheng didn't understand why the enemy was biting and holding on? Why is there so many dead soldiers in a Xiangyue Villa, the dead soldiers belong to the elite troops of the Free Army, and they generally do not go out, what conspiracy or secret is hidden behind this? Hearing the gunfire behind him, he was much closer, and he had to speed up and rush forward.

Dozens of minutes later, there was a river in front of him blocking the way, Yang Zheng estimated the distance with the pursuers, it took five or six minutes to catch up, this time was enough to swim across the river by himself, no longer hesitated, quickly took off his coat, wrapped the weapon, flashlight, etc. in his coat, raised it above his head, and jumped into the water, only to find that the river was gravel underneath, very strong, and the water was only chest deep, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly waded through the water.

Coming to the other side of the river, Yang Zheng quickly rushed to the bottom of a big tree, put his coat flat on the ground, checked it, and found that he still had two pearl grenades, five offensive grenades, and there were not many bullets.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng felt that someone was coming on the other side of the river, his body shrank, looked up, and found that it was several well-equipped suspected mercenaries, standing in a triangular position, and was vigilantly catching up.

After waiting for a while, Yang Zheng looked cautiously and found that the three of them had arrived at the bank of the river, and were squatting down to communicate something with gestures, there was a flashlight swaying in the woods in front of him, and the chasing soldiers were about to come up, Yang Zheng no longer hesitated, pulled out the safety ring, delayed for a second, and struggled to throw it over.

The grenade exploded in the air above the three suspected mercenaries, raising a huge fireball, and the fragments flew away without dead ends, and the grenades that exploded in the air were the most difficult to prevent, and the three suspected mercenaries had no time to dodge, and were killed two on the spot, and the other also fell down with a scream and disappeared into the bushes.

Yang Zheng was not sure if the other party was also dead, so he dispelled the idea of wading through the water to pick up the loot, put on his coat, picked up his weapon, turned on the flashlight lighting, and quickly evacuated, disappearing into the depths of the woods in a few jumps.

Not long after, a large number of chasing soldiers came, several of them suspected mercenaries came to the person who was killed, one of them squatted down to check the scene, and then looked ahead, his eyes became cold, his palms moved forward, and several suspected mercenaries around him quickly rushed to the river and waded through the water.

After a while, more than a dozen suspected mercenaries waded across the river and continued to pursue, while a large number of armed men remained motionless on the bank of the river, waiting for orders, and a leader-like person came up from behind, looked at the scene, asked a few words, looked at the woods in front of him with a cold gaze like a poisonous snake, and moved forward with a big hand.

All the armed men rushed forward indifferently and speechlessly, no one made a noise, no one asked much, indifferent and ruthless, rolling forward, like a dead army with no feelings, no thoughts, no emotions, with a cold murderous aura quickly waded across the river, and after going ashore, there was no need for anyone to order, rushing away.

Yang Zheng saw the suspected mercenary on the bank of the river, and became more and more careless, rushed forward for a distance, and came to the mountain ridge, a gust of mountain wind blew, with a burst of coolness, and his vision was much broader.

"Fluttering—"

There was a rapid sound of wings flapping nearby, a frightened big bird flew into the night sky, and soon disappeared into the night, Yang Zheng looked at the disappeared big bird, thinking that there were a large number of chasing soldiers behind him, his eyes were sharp, and he rushed forward, it was a blessing or a curse, it was a disaster that could not be avoided, since the enemy wanted to chase, then chase it, and see who died first.

An unyielding battle spirit surged into his heart, Yang Zheng ran forward with a cold face, not caring about looking back, the woods in front of him were getting denser and denser, and the trees were getting taller and taller, knowing that it was not far from the depths of the mountain, and when he entered the deep mountains, anything could happen, it would be more dangerous, but it also meant that there was an opportunity, and the danger of the mountain would not be just for one person.

It's impossible to go back, the road has been blocked by the chasing soldiers, so you can only move forward, wherever you go, fight to the end, Yang Zhan ran forward angrily, it was much more convenient to have a flashlight to illuminate, and he ran all the way, and he didn't know how far he ran, and where he went, a huge canyon appeared in front of him.

The ancient trees in the canyon are towering, covering the sky and the sun, mysterious and terrifying, Yang Zheng looked at the canyon with some fear, and then looked back, there was a flashlight flashing, the chasing soldiers were about to come up, the left and right were just dead, fighting, without hesitation, rushed into the canyon, slowed down some steps, and the flashlight continued to shine around.

This kind of cold canyon is full of poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions, even ants are poisonous, it is not trivial, Yang Zheng cautiously came to a big tree, carefully looked at the big tree, the trunk is straight, thick, it needs three people to hug, the wood looks very hard, Yang Zheng flashed up, looked at the crown, and knew that it was a fir tree.

The fir tree was very hard, and it could block the bullet attack of the ordinary cloth gun, so he breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned off the flashlight, put it in his pocket, picked up the micro punch and aimed ahead, and waited solemnly, while adjusting his breathing.

After waiting for a while, Yang Zheng felt that his breathing had slowed down a little, and it was much smoother, seeing that several people had carefully touched it, cooperated and tacitly understood, and kept communicating with sign language while walking, estimating that it was a suspected mercenary, he immediately aimed at one person, slowed down his breathing, and avoided making a sound to alarm the target.

Not long after, a suspected mercenary rushed to the bottom of a big tree, leaning against the big tree, the flashlight kept shining around to check, and after waiting for a while, a person rushed in, hid under the big tree not far away, illuminated the front with a flashlight, observed for a while, and gestured to the people behind him.

Yang Zheng watched this scene quietly, not in a hurry, the enemy cooperated tacitly, and the tactical literacy was very high, and he must not be careless in dealing with such a person, but instead use deep breathing, gently, slightly, and then imagine himself as a big tree, and merge with the big trees around him.

It didn't take long for these people to take cover alternately, sneak up, cross Yang Zheng's hiding place, and continue to move forward, one of them passed less than five meters from the position where Yang Zheng was hiding in the big tree, no one thought that Yang Zheng would dare to hide nearby and continue to push forward.

Yang Zheng watched the group of people move forward alternately, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of coldness, and he took out two grenades.

(End of chapter)