After a few moments, a cloud of smoke rose from the grass, gradually spreading to the surrounding area, and getting thicker and thicker, until it completely obscured the view.

"Smoke bombs? This sucks! I quickly got up from the ground, put my sniper rifle behind my back, pulled out my pistol and cautiously touched it into the smoke.

The smoke was in front of him, and even with night vision devices, he couldn't see anything clearly, so he went around the back of the smoke from the side, hiding behind a big tree as thick as two people hugging together, and quietly looked at where the enemy was hiding.

As expected, where there were still figures, the enemy had already withdrawn under the cover of smoke.

"Damn it!" I cursed and walked out from behind the tree with my pistol, intending to check the ground and continue the pursuit, but suddenly a strong pressure came from above my head, and the instinct to avoid danger drove me to twist my body consciously.

But it was still a step too late, and the force of 120 kilograms slammed into my shoulder, and it felt like being hit by a car 60 kilometers away, and I threw myself to the ground with a muffled grunt, and half of my shoulder was sore.

Experience has taught me that now is not the time to worry about the injury, I must get up immediately, otherwise I will never get up, I endured the severe pain and struggled to get up, and before I could stand up, a figure swooped down from behind, and the thick arms strangled my neck.

I hurriedly clasped his wrist to prevent him from twisting my neck bone, and then suddenly raised his foot and stomped on his toe with a hard heel, the other party instinctively raised his foot and took a step back, taking advantage of his unstable center of gravity, I pushed his waist back hard, grabbed his wrist with both hands and pulled it forward, and threw it out with a fierce over-the-shoulder throw.

Without giving him the slightest chance to fight back, I jumped up, flipped 360 degrees in the air, bent my knees, and smashed him in the chest.

They were all characters who licked blood on the tip of the knife, and the guy's reaction was not slow, and he suddenly rolled sideways to the side, and with a muffled bang, my knee hit the ground with a strong wind, and several leaves next to it were blown out.

Dodging my knee, the guy threw a backhand punch on the left side of my face the moment I landed, but because I was lying on the ground, the punch was not strong enough to knock me down, but the corner of my mouth still overflowed with blood.

"Damn, there are two hits, and the reaction is really fast!" Ignoring the pain on my face, I grabbed his wrist and pulled it back hard through my crotch, then quickly lifted my legs and pressed them across his chest, locking it in with the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu cross-lock technique.

But my purpose was not to subdue him, but to kill this stray piece that had attacked me, I used my waist and hips as a fulcrum, my legs clamped his shoulders, my body leaned back, I pushed my hips upwards, my hands clasped his wrists, and I suddenly broke back, only to hear a crunch sound of gaba, the guy's arm was broken at a right angle of ninety degrees, and Bai Sensen's bones were drawn from the torn flesh, and the heart-rending howl foreshadowed how great the pain he was suffering.

With a single blow, I quickly got up, pulled the characteristic neck wire from my belt, put my backglove around his neck, and kicked the guy on the shoulders with both feet, and jerked it backwards, and the tragic scene startled me.

The guy's head was cut directly, the incision was smooth and neat, the sharpness of the neck wire was beyond my imagination, I don't know what material it was made of, only the head wire was as thin, but it could withstand nearly two hundred kilograms of force.

I don't usually use this thing much, I prefer to use knives in comparison, I always feel more secure with sabers, this is the first time I use a twisted neck wire to kill people, I didn't expect the effect to be so significant.

Looking at the head that fell next to me, I took a long breath, raised my foot and kicked the black head to the side, rubbed my sore shoulder, and the whole person relaxed, but just about to get up, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind me, and the hairs on my whole body rose instantly, and I quickly picked up the pistol that fell to the ground, and suddenly turned around and pointed behind me.

"Relax, don't be nervous, it's me!" Hearing the familiar voice of the striker, I relaxed, sat on the ground, and took two strong breaths.

"Damn, can you give a move in advance, Lao Tzu almost shot." I yelled at the striker angrily.

"Good vigilance! You can hear me when I walk so lightly. The striker walked over and glanced at the headless corpse next to him, and said with a smile: "The battle is so fierce, you are not good, right?" ”

"I'm fine, three punches and two kicks can't kill me!" Wiping a handful of blood from the corners of my mouth, I got up from the ground and wrapped the twisted neck wire around the belt of a leather belt specially designed for this purpose, which looked like a decoration, but in fact there was a murderous weapon hidden inside.

"Why are you the only ones here, Pandora?" I looked around and asked suspiciously.

"One step ahead of the chase Embada." The striker crouched next to the corpse, looked left and right and asked, "How many of the remaining five Black Flag mercenaries have you killed?" ”

"Four, and the last one ran away with Embada!" I picked up the sniper rifle that had fallen under the tree and said in a helpless tone.

"Then you don't have a chance, wait to go back to the toilet!" The striker pulled out the iron badge representing the Black Flag mercenaries on the chest of the corpse, which was stained with blood that was gradually beginning to coagulate, and the Black Flag mercenaries who shocked South America have since become history.

"She must have done it on purpose, let me deal with so many people by myself, it's good if Lao Tzu survives." I spat and spat at the thought of the woman who was so strong that I was perverted, and I felt powerless, and when I returned to France, I must compare myself with her again.

"If you're okay, can we get out? If you're lucky, you might even get a shot! The striker left the iron tag on the corpse, looked at his arm that had been folded at a ninety degree angle, and grinned and shook his head, it was really miserable.

"Will Pandora give me such a chance? How do I think it's more reliable to go back to the toilet! "I put my helmet and headset together and turned to the striker.

"Don't you want to be so unproductive, you're an assassin, who have you been afraid of?" The striker gave me a blank look and kicked over the corpse that stood at my feet.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of "Kara" under our feet, and the two of us were stunned at the same time, and then we screamed and fell forward violently, this sound was all too familiar, it was the sound of a grenade releasing the fuse.

Just lying on the ground, there was a loud noise behind him, and a large amount of fire was raised, only to feel a wave of air blowing through his ears, scraping his skin with a burning sensation, fortunately, it was just an ordinary offensive grenade, and the explosion range in the field was only two or three meters.

The striker and I reacted quickly enough to dodge the catastrophe, and I didn't expect that the bastard was still holding a grenade in his hand when he died, and the striker stepped down, and the grenade fell out of the corpse's hand, if it weren't for our experience, we would have to hang the lottery even if we didn't die.