"Hey, Assassin, well done, I thought I'd never see your little white face again." Revolver walked over with a hippie smile and said while changing the magazine.

"Can't you expect me to be better?" I rolled my eyes speechlessly.

"It seems that the task has been completed smoothly, and I have long said that there is no task that Caesar cannot complete." The young master glanced at the group of guys in the Hand of God behind him, and spoke in a tone with thick contempt and mockery, and when the task was assigned, they stood aside and said cool words.

The young master's words made the atmosphere a little awkward, after all, the battle was not over yet, and the captain of the Hand of God, Clay, heard these words, his face turned blue and white, and he was obviously not very happy.

"Captain, the remaining remnants of the army are fleeing westward, and Abadi is likely to be among them." Still Pandora was witty, and seeing that the atmosphere was not very good, he quickly stood up and changed the topic.

"So what are you waiting for? Everyone divided into three teams, spaced ten meters apart from the left and right, searched west along the jungle, taking care not to step on mines. The captain walked to the front of the crowd and gave a loud order.

"There are still many wounded soldiers in the jungle, be careful not to get shot in the head, good luck to you." Pandora added, raising her right hand and shaking it above her head, making a gesture to move closer to her.

Needless to say, Caesar's warriors gathered around Pandora, in fact, we have the fewest men, because we don't want waste rather than waste.

Pandora led the team in the middle, with the Hand of God and the Icewolf on the left, the Jungle Warriors and the Maritime Self-Defense Force and some miscellaneous mercenaries on the right, and there were hundreds of people on both sides, only we had less than thirty people along the way, but it was undoubtedly the strongest way.

The captain wasn't with us, Pandora was enough, and the captain and Eric were assigned to a group to command the motley army that was not very effective.

In the middle of the night, three heavily armed teams slowly searched through the bombardment-torn jungle, and there were corpses and broken arms everywhere along the way, as well as pieces of roasted meat and intestines hanging from tree branches.

We weren't moving fast, the area was dangerous, and no one wanted to hang up near the end of the war, so everyone was very cautious.

After walking forward for almost fifty meters, a gunshot suddenly sounded on the right, followed by a scream, I don't know who was so unlucky to be put into the cold shot, everyone immediately stopped and squatted on the spot.

"Nine o'clock!" The captain immediately judged the enemy's position, and then dozens of people launched strafing there, and for a while the dust was flying, and the grass and trees and branches were all over the sky, and he didn't know if he hit or not after fighting for a long time.

After a flurry of fire, Eric waved his hand, and the three Jungle Warriors mercenaries leaned in, and moments later pulled a wounded soldier out of a crater, half of his face crossed out by shrapnel, revealing Bai Sensen's cheekbones, covered in blood, and looking goosebumps all over his body.

But this guy is also tough, and he is still trying to find a backpad when he blows up this virtue, and the shot just now wounded a Self-Defense Force soldier, but unfortunately he was not killed.

The captain approached and raised his hand to end his suffering, and the team continued to search, as they approached the center of the bombardment, there were constant gunshots around them, as long as they saw the complete corpse, whether they were dead or alive, they would make up for it first.

Pandora and the Devil were in front, and I walked in the middle with ease, and I didn't need to mend the gun.

"Hey, are you hurt?" I don't know when, the goddess who walked behind squeezed next to me, pulling a face, still angry about not letting her come out with me, but still couldn't help but care about me.

"It's okay, a little skin trauma!" I touched the back of my head and smiled, no matter what happened to her, she could not hide anything from her, and she could find out as soon as she broke her nails.

"It's better not to lie to me, or don't expect me to forgive you!" The goddess pursed her lips and glared at me with a sneer.

"Don't worry, it's okay!" I patted my chest to show that I was strong.

Along the way through the bombing zone, at least thirty wounded soldiers who could not escape were killed, and the number of enemy soldiers killed was probably between two hundred and three hundred, because many corpses were shattered, so it was impossible to determine the exact number, and judging from the number of people they assembled at the beginning, at least one hundred and fifty pirates survived the artillery fire.

Passing through the bombing area, in front of us is the jungle leading to the west coast, we began to speed up, since the enemy chose to retreat in this direction, it means that there must be ships on the west coast, it doesn't matter if the others escape, but Abadi must not be allowed to escape, otherwise it will be a tiger to return to the mountain, as long as he raises his arms and waves, he can make a comeback.

Speeding up the pace and quickly crossing the jungle, the forward and monkey who ran at the front as the spearhead quickly tracked the traces of the enemy's retreat, we accelerated again, and in less than ten minutes left the other two teams behind, both in terms of physical strength and speed, they were far behind, Carr, Clay and several other elites could keep up, but they had to take care of the team, so they also fell behind.

After running three kilometers in one go, the striker and the monkey suddenly stopped, raised their hands and clenched their fists to make a gesture to stop advancing, and everyone immediately crouched down and slowly gathered in front of them.

"What's the situation?" Pandora asked quietly.

"I don't know, it doesn't feel right, like someone is staring at us!" The striker took a closer look around with his night vision goggles, but unfortunately found nothing.

Pandora pulled out her compass to determine the direction, and she frowned, our search was off course and we were heading southwest.

"Vice, the enemy's footprints disappeared in front." The monkey, who had gone forward to scout alone, ran back and reported to Pandora.

"How so? Did they cover up the traces? The young master frowned and asked in a low voice.

"What then? Do you want to move on? The striker looked at Pandora, and she looked around, and the dark jungle smelled eerie.

"Monkey, striker, young master, devil, ninja, a few of you keep going, the others stay put, be careful, gouge out the dark eyes for me." Pandora pondered for a moment and gave the safest order.

Several of them are good at reconnaissance and individual combat, and they will act on their own initiative, but the target of the large army will be conspicuous when they enter, and the pirate will be cheap, but no one can sacrifice any more brothers.

We stayed in place and scattered and hidden, quietly waiting for their news, but I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't see anything, that is, the psychology was not steady, since I came to this position, I had a feeling of being targeted, but there was no sense of crisis that was targeted by snipers in the back of the head, and there was no creepy meaning of hanging by a thread, if the feeling was not wrong, it means that the people who were secretly staring at us did not have killing intent, this is strange, is there still a friendly army here?

There is also the problem of direction deviation, the enemy's target should be the western coast, but it has been running to the southwest, will there be any deception in this? Also, how could the traces left by the enemy suddenly disappear completely? Are people fleeing for their lives still in the mood to cover their footprints?