Chapter 673: Jungle Hunting
The suburbs of Jiujiang during the Republic of China, although far from being able to compare with the prosperity of half a century later, are not really deep mountains and old forests, although the forests are luxuriant, but compared with the primitive jungles of black Africa and Amazon, they are much safer, at least there are no snakes, insects and beasts that emerge in an endless stream. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, the jungle is the jungle, and the special forces are a favorite!
Han Feng was dressed in a tattered robe, lurking in a cluster of bushes, the brown coat on his body and the withered bushes and artemisia grass perfectly fused into one, if you don't get closer and look closely, you can't find that there is actually a killer hidden in this inconspicuous bush.
The fine rain keeps falling, it doesn't look big, but you will know how powerful it is when you are in it, this kind of fine autumn rain will drench you into a soup chicken in just a moment, and the autumn rain is the most hurtful, even a strong man, if he is drenched in an autumn rain, he is likely to catch a cold, so Han Feng also put on a coat.
The coat seems to be transparent, but it actually has a very good rainproof function, and at the same time, it has a good thermal insulation effect, which can effectively prevent heat loss, which is especially important for special forces who often need to lurk for a long time, such as Han Feng, who has been lurking in this bush for two hours, but he has no discomfort.
Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came into Han Feng's ears.
Despite the ticking sound of rain dripping on the broad-leaved bushes, Han Feng still relied on his keen sense of hearing to distinguish the footsteps from the interference of the ambient noise, and he also judged from experience that it was the footsteps of three people, three people, almost a group of spearheads of little devils!
Han Feng held his breath and took his hearing to the extreme.
After about ten seconds, the footsteps became clearer and clearer, and then, a ghost soldier wearing a poncho first came out from behind the bushes in front of him, still holding a three-eight cover in his hand, and a pair of slender eyes kept searching around, as if he wanted to find something from the vast rain curtain, looking very vigilant.
But he only looked vigilant, because he didn't notice at all, and less than ten meters away from him, in the cluster of seemingly ordinary dead bushes, there was a wolf-toothed special forces soldier! The devil soldier vigilantly glanced around, and then waved his right hand forward, and two more devils came out from behind the bushes wearing ponchos, and then, the three devils stood in a T-shape in front of and behind, searching forward.
Seeing that the three devil soldiers were getting closer and closer to him, Han Feng was still immovable, firstly, Han Feng was a master of art and bold and confident in his skills, and secondly, Han Feng was confident in his camouflage skills, and he definitely didn't think that the three devil soldiers in front of him had the ability to see through his disguise.
In the end, it turned out that Han Feng did not hold it up.
The three devils walked less than half a meter away from Han Feng, but they never noticed Han Feng's existence.
Through the gap between the bushes and the dead grass, Han Feng could even clearly see the splash of water when one of the devils stepped into the puddle, and one of the drops coincidentally passed through the bushes and splashed on Han Feng's face, clenching the 38 bayonet in his hand, and a hideous murderous intent flashed across Han Feng's face.
The next moment, Han Feng's figure jumped up from the bushes, and with a knife in his hand, the sharp 38 bayonet had already cut through the thin poncho and military uniform, and stabbed into the vest of one of the devils without hindrance......
The devil who was walking in front turned his head sharply, and saw the butt of a rifle, which was rapidly approaching in front of him.
After Han Feng succeeded in a blow, he kicked the ground with his left foot, and the whole person rose into the air like a big bird, and after jumping into the air, his right foot stepped on the shoulder of the knife devil, and the knife devil fell to the ground, but Han Feng's figure was half a meter higher again, just at this time, the devil in front looked back and looked back, and without waiting for the devil to react, Han Feng had already rounded the Mauser 98K sniper rifle in his hand, and smashed the butt of a rifle against the devil's face.
"Poof!" The butt of the jujube wood smashed heavily on the door of the devil's face.
The devil's head deflected violently, and the four big teeth with a large pool of blood sprayed out violently from the open mouth, flying out like arrows more than ten meters away, and this huge impact formed a huge torque on the devil's cervical vertebrae, and the fragile cervical vertebrae could not withstand such a huge twisting stress at all, and they shattered.
Before he even had time to snort, the devil in front of him was already dead.
Han Feng took advantage of the huge shock force transmitted from the rifle, and the whole person twisted strangely in the air, and pounced on the last remaining devil like a goshawk pounced on the rabbit, and the last remaining devil reacted quite quickly.
But unfortunately, the devil has no time to aim.
Without waiting for the devil to aim, Han Feng had already pounced in front of him, first stretched out his left leg to block, then blocked the devil's rifle, and then bent his knee with his right leg to slam it, Han Feng's hard knee was already on the devil's face, poof, the devil's nose bone was smashed inch by inch, it was sour, and the devil instantly cried.
Han Feng's subordinates were ruthless, riding the devil to the ground, and then sending it away, the sharp 38 bayonet had already stabbed through the throat of the last remaining devil, straight through the wet and soft ground, the devil stared at Han Feng for two seconds with big blank eyes, and then swallowed his last breath very unwillingly.
In less than three seconds, Han Feng had already killed the three devil soldiers cleanly.
After being silent for about two seconds, and making sure that there were no more devils nearby, Han Feng pulled out the bayonet from the devil, wiped the blood stains on the devil's military uniform, then put the knife back into the sheath, and then put the Mauser 98K sniper rifle on the grass at his feet, bent down to untie a grenade from the devil's body, and used the devil's corpse to make a trick mine.
After doing a good job of treacherous thunder, Han Feng disappeared into the dense jungle with one dodge.
After about ten seconds, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded in the forest again, and then, about an infantry group, more than a dozen devil soldiers came out of the forest, saw the three devils who died on the ground, led by a soldier Cao scolded Baga, and immediately stepped forward and turned over the corpse of the devil lying face down.
The corpse can be flipped over, and the devil soldier Cao found that there was still a grenade that had opened the safety under the pressure, and there was no explosion because the corpse was pressed before, but now as soon as the corpse was flipped, the grenade safety lost its restraint, and immediately rebounded, and then the fuse exploded with a bang.
Poor devil Jun Cao, only had time to turn half a thought in his mind, he was swallowed by the air wave generated by the explosion, and the two devils closest were not spared, and were overturned to the ground by a huge air wave, and the dozen devils who followed behind saw this, so they quickly lay down on the ground, and after more than ten seconds, they dared to get up and inspect when the smoke of gunpowder dissipated.
stepped forward cautiously, and then carefully flipped over the body of the devil soldier Cao, only to find that the face of the devil soldier Cao had been blown up to the point that he was not human, but he miraculously did not lose his breath, and the devil soldier Cao begged while convulsing, begging one of the devil soldiers to give him a shot to help him relieve his pain.
The devil senior soldier closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and shot the devil soldier Cao in the head.
But after the shooting, the devil senior soldier sobbed like a child.
"Ernie sauce, Smimarsai, Smimarseille......" The devil's superior soldier fell to his knees and sobbed in a low voice.
The remaining dozen or so devil soldiers, holding bayonets to protect them, were also full of sadness, a moment ago, the two brothers were in the same infantry squad, an infantry unit was still a good story, and even appeared on the front page of the Tokyo Daily, but at this moment, these two brothers are already separated forever.
A hundred meters away, Han Feng, who was hiding on a big rock, was watching all this coldly through the scope, looking at the devils kneeling and crying in his vision, Han Feng did not have the slightest pity in his heart, when you set foot on our Chinese land, when you pointed the butcher knife at the defenseless Chinese women and children, did you ever hesitate and relent?
Die, dog-called devil! Han Feng indifferently pressed the trigger of the rifle.
I only heard a pop, and the ghost soldier in the field of vision who knelt on the ground and sobbed was a high-ranking soldier, his head bloomed with blood, and then he fell straight forward, falling on his brother's corpse, and the two brothers stepped on the land of China with a butcher's knife, and today they went to see their Amaterasu Okami together, which can be regarded as a beginning and an end.
Seeing this, the remaining dozen devils quickly scattered, each looking for cover.
But none of the devils fired a shot, because they didn't know where the enemy was!
At this moment, the huge fear completely enveloped the remaining dozen devils, all saying that devils are not afraid of death, but in fact it is not entirely true, the little devils are just more hysterical and self-harming in despair, and their hysteria and self-harm actually come from the boundless fear of death.
"Poof!" With another muffled sound, another devil's head bloomed with blood, and then fell to the ground again.
The rest of the devils became more and more frightened, because they still didn't know where the enemy was, and the dense rain and the ticking sound of the raindrops hitting the broad-leaved bushes provided Han Feng with excellent cover, Han Feng could lock on to the devil through the scope, but the devil didn't know where he was hiding, and he couldn't fight back.
As soon as the bolt was pulled, a hot bullet casing ejected from the chamber with a soft sound of "Ding".
With a push of the bolt, another 7.92mm pointed Mauser was pushed into the rifle's chamber.
Bowing his head slightly, Han Feng quickly locked on to the third prey through the vision of the scope, the little devil was hiding behind a big tree, thinking that he was hiding it very well, but he didn't know that most of his head had been exposed from the edge of the big tree, which was enough for Han Feng to lock him and then kill him. (To be continued.) )