Gently cultivating the soil back, the fat dog coldly made a simple trick mine on the mine. At the same time, he stuck a dagger on the treacherous silk thread set by the other party.

Then the fat dog made a gesture, and several people slowly withdrew from the piece. Neither Storm Bear nor Compass had any opinion on the fat dog's decision. It's just a little trace of the other party that has just been traced to encounter this.

With such a complicated trickery, I don't know what means the other party has waiting for me. Your own number is too small to attack. Now we can only wait for the other party to evacuate, and then stick to the other party to continue tracking.

The fat dog and the others did not go far, but the fat dog found a grass nest more than a hundred meters away. After a brief tidying up, a few people went in. Quietly waiting for the other party's reaction at dawn.

Trick Thunder, in addition to injuring the enemy, has another function. This is the early warning. The fat dog judged that the other party was also fighting in the field, and it was impossible to carry too many tricks. If this deceit did not explode by morning, then they would naturally have withdrawn it.

Night, quietly. The fat dog lurked down, and the three of them took turns to rest, and one person was on duty to observe the situation on the other side of the thunder. Until five o'clock in the morning, the fat dog resting when the sky was dark was gently shaken by the violent bear woke up.

"It's coming!" Storm Bear didn't speak, just made a tactical gesture to him. Suddenly, the fat dog who had just woken up immediately raised his eyes. But in the early morning mist, two figures walked slowly with guns.

In the mist, they saw that they were skillfully cooperating, and in three or two strokes, they took down a few thunderbolts from the grass and branches on the side. He even took two mines out of the ground and put them in his own bag.

"Fortunately, it didn't go over, this group of mongrels meowed at least five or six lines of mines in this area! And it's all serial thunder! The fat dog looked gloomy and watched the two men dismantle the thunder.

Now the Storm Bear and Compass are very glad that the fat dog didn't let the others go directly last night. It seems that they have more follow-up mines, and these mines are all serial mines. If you touch one, the other mines will explode!

Although there was some moonlight last night, as long as one accidentally touched a treacherous thunder, then there is no doubt that all of their squad will be buried here.

After a while, the men finished dismantling the treacherous thunder and disappeared into the jungle in the mist. The fat dog didn't order everyone to come forward now. Instead, I carefully touched it little by little.

The traces of treacherous thunder have been cleaned up by these two people. Apparently, they don't think they've been exposed. This is also normal, if you have such a deceitful array and have not been touched.

Anyone would think they weren't exposed. After confirming that there was no problem, the fat dog made a gesture for the bear and the compass to lead the person forward.

There was absolute silence throughout the process......

Until he touched the other party's campsite last night, the fat dog glanced at the way the other party camped. After searching the ground for a while, he withdrew from the jungle with a gloomy face.

Both Storm Bear and Compass felt strange, why didn't they chase after each other when they had already discovered each other's traces?!

However, the fat dog did not explain to them, and just led them out of the jungle in a hurry. Outside the jungle, there are cars left behind by the government forces that employ them. The fat dog took everyone directly into the car and then started to leave.

In just over an hour, the car returned to the jackal's temporary base.

After a series of checks, the fat dogs entered the camp. Back at the camp, Fat Dog immediately dismissed everyone, and then found the giant wolf wiping his wine glass at the bar.

"It's from Camera......" After seeing the giant wolf, the fat dog only said this sentence and then kept silent. The giant wolf's hand that was wiping the wine glass paused, and then continued to wipe the wine glass.

The fat dog stood in front of the bar, motionless. The giant wolf gently wiped the wine glass in his hand and put it in the wine cabinet before softly saying, "Since it's confirmed that it's them, let's start!" ”

"Call everyone back, we're going to remake our plans."

The wolf gave the order, and the groups of jackals began to return to the camp. Several captains were summoned to his room again, not knowing what had been discussed.

After they came out, everyone was summoned. even includes Hou Dasheng.

Everyone came to the conference room, but fortunately, the conference room was not small enough to accommodate everyone. This small conference room now has a huge digital map, and next to it are several laptops connected to the huge main chassis.

The door to the room was shut, as were the windows. A thick black cloth covered all sides. The giant wolf waited for everyone to come before he stood up and said in a deep voice.

"The matter has been clarified, our opponent this time is an old friend - Camera!"

As soon as the giant wolf's words fell, the breathing of everyone present suddenly became heavy. Hou Dasheng looked at the fat dog with inquiring eyes, and the latter didn't look at him but explained to him softly.

"Kemera is an old rival of our jackals, and we have been fighting with them for ten years. We jackals, in general, rarely take on black work from large institutions. To do it, it's also anti-terrorism and the like. Or security, training. ”

"But in Camera, they only like to do black work. The wages of black jobs are high, and there are seven or eight million dollars for a trip, to say the least. But this job is not easy to do, and many times it is simply killing people and setting fires. ”

After a pause, the fat dog gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "That year, we took a Russian order and went to Chechnya to help. The Chechen side also hired people, that is, Kamera. That time, it was the biggest loss for our jackals! ”

"Of the more than ten new blood that year, only three survived. One is me and the other is a knife hand. And one more ...... It's a violent bear. Hou Dasheng glanced at the majestic humanoid weapon-like guy next to him, and felt that he was really not wrong to call him a violent bear.

"But Kamera didn't feel good either, they lost at least half of their backbone. The two sides are on the same page. Next, in seven countries in Africa and two countries in the Middle East, there was no shortage of wars between our sides. ”

Saying that, the fat dog grinned: "Of course, we won't deliberately fight them." They won't be able to trouble us. It's just that when we find an opportunity, both of us will want to let each other die without a place to bury! ”

As soon as the fat dog said this, Hou Dasheng understood. This Kemera is the sworn enemy of the jackal. It's normal to say that this kind of fighting place will inevitably meet, and both sides will naturally be killed and injured under the meeting.

You come and go, and there will naturally be no shortage of enemies.

"Kermera is a fire-breathing monster in ancient Greek mythology, born of Typhon and Ecardna, with a lion's head, a sheep's body, and a snake's tail, all of which can breathe fire. At the same time, Kemera is also a term in biology. Generally translated as chimera, it refers to the combination of biomolecules, cells, or tissues from different individuals to form an organism. ”

The fat dog sneered, "Kamera gave herself this name to show their identity. They're not like us, they have a lot of cannon fodder. To put it simply, they will only give you the most basic training and send you to death. If you don't die, you will gradually become the core, and hanging up can only say that you are unlucky. ”

"They've not done it once or twice on the battlefield to shoot their wounded companions who can't be taken away. Basically, you can let them do whatever they want, as long as you give enough money......"

Hou Dasheng nodded, he probably knew what kind of organization this Khandera was. Or rather, they are the purest mercenaries. Anyway, you give money, I don't care what you do or what purpose. I'll do it if you give me money.

At the same time as the jackals were meeting, a group of people were also meeting at the edge of the jungle where the fat dogs were searching, one hundred and thirty kilometers away from the jackal camp.

"Our opponent this time is a jackal. It's five times more expensive. "It's a meeting, but it looks more like a small talk. This is the edge of the jungle, and the camp is cleverly set up in the bushes of the jungle.

An iron kettle is boiling water hanging from the triangular wooden frame. The simple log table next to it was the place where they met. The conditions here are more shabby than the jackals' camp.

The dark green military tent looked so shabby, haphazardly placed on the branches. Most of the tents didn't have a camp bed, just a simple bed made of stumps and planks.

But all around them, there are fierce-eyed blacks everywhere. Some of them were shirtless, carrying AKs, M16s and other automatic rifles, looking around vigilantly. If you go into the jungle, you'll find light and dark whistles at intervals.

"Mad Dog, I heard that you Kemera are the strongest, so I spent a lot of money to invite you. As a result, you say no?! It will hurt your credibility......"

On a log chair, a thin black man dressed in a red and white linen robe said softly: "Business has come and gone, and I can't accept your temporary price increase." ”

Behind the black man, several black men with almost fire-breathing eyes clutched their guns tightly.

In front of the emaciated black man was a bareheaded man with several scars on his face. Even the white man with the scar pulled from his face all the way to his neck. But I saw this man smile and said to the black man.

"Don't be nervous, friend. You can let go of your grip on the gun. Gupa, it's not that I want to increase the price. But you didn't make it clear beforehand that there was a jackal on the other side......"

This man with a scarred face is naturally a mad dog. But seeing the mad dog, he smiled and said: "In the ranking of global mercenaries, neither we nor jackals are the strongest." The strongest are the national teams. ”

Mad Dog grinned: "We and the jackal are just third-rate minions......