The devil is like a search and rescue dog, smelling as he walks, the ninja does not have this ability, but his tracking skills do not belong to the devil at all, and no clues on the ground can escape his eyes, under the leadership of the two, we move forward quickly.

This area is not so much a jungle as a relatively large wood, it is simply too comfortable compared to the subtropical jungle, the trees are relatively high, the dead leaves on the ground are not so thick, and there are no annoying insects, especially poisonous mosquitoes the size of fingernails, which are uncomfortable enough to bite people for days, and they will not suddenly burst out of a poisonous snake to startle people.

I haven't been to the rainforest, Africa is too far away, but I've been trained to survive in the subtropical jungle, it's better to live than die!

In contrast, it is much easier to live here, at least you don't have to worry about encountering a poisonous snake with so thin fingers, but it can kill people in one bite, and it will not suddenly burst out of a cheetah to strike a fatal blow.

Perhaps it was God's favor that we chased for more than ten minutes, and suddenly a few small birds suddenly startled about 500 meters in front of us, chirped a few times and flew away.

We looked at each other, unconsciously showing a sneer, there was no extra nonsense, everyone lowered their bodies, lightened their steps, and quickly moved in that direction.

The shotgun guy probably thought that after running for so long, he would have dumped us a long time ago, and the fact that none of the minefields they had set up along the way had blown up made him think that we had given up, or that we were chasing in the wrong direction.

In this vast jungle, unless it is a top-level special forces with special training, it is difficult to accurately track their whereabouts, but unfortunately, he doesn't know that it is a strong special forces that wants his life, otherwise he will not let his guard down.

Ninja this guy is worthy of being a cold-blooded killer who has been trained since childhood, his marksmanship is average, but his degree and light body kung fu are first-class, if the saber is still alive, he may be able to compete with him, but I'm afraid it's a little inferior.

He was dressed in black camouflage, like a shadow in the night, flashed, shook a few times and disappeared, we all knew that this guy was the first to go to the front to determine the location of the shotgun and the others, and we followed the devil behind, quietly moving forward.

A minute later, a ninja's very small voice came from the headset: "The target appears, in the direction of five o'clock, three hundred meters away." ”

This distance is too close, if there was a firefight outside, but in this jungle, no one can be seen dozens of meters away, and no one can approach at 300 meters.

After receiving the news of the ninja, the captain raised his hand and shook it above his head, and everyone immediately separated, the left flank of the wild lion and the right flank of the tank artillery, I covered in the back, the devil, the shark, and the captain of the three people attacked head-on, as for the ninja, he didn't know where to hide, maybe he was waiting in front of the enemy.

At such a close distance, we don't need to hide anything, the captain gave an order, and our team all moved forward and attacked directly.

Shotgun had been running with his last three men for most of the night, when he had just slowed down and walked slowly down the dark jungle.

"Sir, don't worry, keep walking in this direction, you can get out of this jungle at dawn, and if you're lucky, you might even get a car!" A big man on the side, holding an electronic map in his hand, checked the coordinates, and then said to the shotgun.

"I'll give you a bonus when I get back, of course, I mean, if we get out alive!" The shotgun glanced back and continued on his way.

"That's certain, God will not abandon me for a pious people like me, and we will not die so easily." Next to him, a guy in a beret, took out a cross from his neck, with a silver exterior and a crucifix carved on it, which looked exquisite.

He lowered his head and kissed the cross gently, maybe it was his lucky object, people who played their lives on the battlefield were more or less superstitious, and put something commemorative on his body as a lucky object, thinking that the bullet would dodge in this way, but in fact it was just asking for self-comfort.

"It's a shame we've lost seven warriors, it's so sad, they're the best squad I've ever had!" Shotgun pretended to say that a ruthless person like him would not care about the lives of others.

Now he said this, he just wanted to show affection and righteousness, so that the remaining three people would protect him with all their hearts.

"You don't have to feel guilty about yourself, sir, it's a matter of time, people like us, one more day of life will earn one day, at least we survived, didn't we?" Another bald mercenary said.

"Sir, do you know who attacked us? These people are not simple, but that doesn't change anything, and it can't make me give up revenge. The mercenary in the beret asked.

"Yes, that's right, you're right, it's like a fire burning in my heart, we have seven comrades killed, this is really intolerable, I want to avenge them!" The bald head also said.

Shotgun looked at the three of them, a sneer quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know who attacked us, but I can find out for you, you are the most elite squad under me, I will avenge this revenge for you, but before that, we have to get out alive." ”

"Don't worry, sir, even if we die, we'll send you out." The big mercenary said.

As soon as the words fell, the bald head next to him suddenly stood in place, his brows furrowed tightly, and the other two also stopped at the same time, and the three of them turned their heads and looked back, the dark jungle was like a bloody mouth, hiding a huge killing machine.

"There are enemies, go quickly." The shotgun whispered, turned around and fled, long before the three of them stopped, the shotgun had already sensed the danger, and at this time it didn't care about the three of them, and ran forward quickly.

The three mercenaries also reacted immediately, turned around and fled, but at this time, footsteps had already been heard in the jungle behind, and in the next second, the gunshots rang out like bursting beans, and a group of us were less than thirty meters away from them.

Everyone opened fire together, the left and right wings were also occupied by us, bullets rained down on them, and in the middle of the night, countless lights pierced the night sky, and the bald head standing at the front was shot dozens of times in an instant, and the whole person became a pile of flesh.

The beret and the big man, under the cover of the trees, shot back at us frantically, and the shotgun ignored them and ran alone into the depths of the jungle.

Standing fifty meters away, my beret hiding behind a tree, firing at us with only the muzzle of his gun, I set up the G22, aimed at his exposed rifle, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet hit his gun accurately, the automatic rifle flew out of his hand, the violent vibration made him unconsciously step forward, revealing a leg, and in such a short moment, I pulled the trigger again.

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