Outside the grove, in the thick grass.

"Whoa......

There was a sound of friction, the withered yellow blades of grass were knocked open, and the yellow-green grass stems were trampled off.

Holding a rifle in each hand, he deftly avoided the bushes that stood in his way, and ran wildly forward, leaving a long grass path behind him.

From the grove to the tribal village where Bujiru is located, the road is full of herbaceous plants and low shrubs more than a meter high.

Although it hinders the speed of progress, it also provides natural cover.

Seven minutes passed, and two grass huts appeared in the field of vision, and when the distance was less than 200 meters, Xingfeng stopped running wildly and hid in the grass.

7 minutes to run 2 kilometers, the passing time of the jungle sprint long-distance run, Xing Feng can go all out for six minutes, but he needs to conserve his strength.

The situation in the tribal village ahead, the punishment wind is unknown, and he needs to lurk silently and gather enough information to ensure that the final blow can be successful.

Since it is a submarine operation, and it is broad daylight, it is particularly important to disguise and conceal yourself.

Xingfeng did not carry a camouflage suit, but he knew how to take temporary materials and disguise them on the spot.

To put it simply, it is to borrow all the objects that can be obtained around you, add a layer of protective color to yourself, just like a chameleon, change wherever you go, and perfectly blend into the environment.

Here are the grasslands, the best camouflage, and without a doubt, absolutely the herbaceous plants at your fingertips.

As for how to turn scattered blades of grass into usable "temporary camouflage clothes", you need to use the soft bark of shrub branches, or the tender bark with good toughness.

Xingfeng can't know whether the Red Turban Army in Bechka Village has chased after him now, and the best way is naturally to fight quickly.

It just so happens that there is also a collected hemp rope in the bag, which can save the link of rubbing the bark rope and shorten the time of the operation.

Using the superimposed method of making a cloak in rural China, Xing Feng quickly produced a simplified version of a cape-like camouflage suit.

Although the appearance is very unsightly, it can even be said to be very LOW, but after draping it on the back, I grabbed the edge with both hands and closed it to my chest, and the discrimination of the whole person dropped in an instant.

Not to mention that stealth is such an exaggeration, but if you don't pay attention to it from five meters away, it is difficult to find his traces.

As for the camouflage of the head, the area is relatively small, and it is much easier than the body.

Tie a small bundle of long grass with a rope every 4 centimeters to make a headband and tie it on the head, and the long blades of grass extend along the head to the back, like a wilderness version of the wig, which is perfect.

After completing the camouflage work, five minutes have passed, and the torture wind is back in action.

Bend down into the grass and lower the exposure point.

Move forward sideways, reducing the range of shaking of the grass by narrowing the contact surface.

The pace of action follows the "fast and slow", which can not only ensure the speed of progress, but also reduce the noise of walking.

Both ears are alert to movement behind you, to prevent accidents from behind, and your eyes are straight ahead, observing all the scenes in your field of vision, so that you can react immediately if there is a situation.

The strategic significance of the existence of special forces is not to charge head-on, but to go deep behind enemy lines alone.

Camouflage lurks and naturally becomes a battlefield skill that every special soldier must be proficient in.

Especially in the local battlefield, the most deterrent and at the same time the kill sequence, and even for the sniper before the platoon military commander, perfect camouflage and concealment are even more important.

And the punishment wind is the black beret, the ace sniper of the Big Hat A team.

"Rustling ......"

With the slight movement of the tall herbaceous plant, the torture wind hidden in it soon came to a position less than 10 meters away from the edge of the grass.

Xing Feng did not stop, and while his mind was highly concentrated, he began to observe the situation in the village in front of him.

The whole tribal village is not very large, only two or three hundred meters in range, and there are not many grass houses made of mud and thatch, about 20 or so, around the big bonfire in the middle, scattered everywhere.

At this time, the bonfire was burning vigorously, and a lot of clothes and utensils were thrown inside, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.

These thick smokes, eight or nine are not far from ten, and they are the green smoke that the torture wind began to see.

In addition to this, there are several objects that look like people, but have long been charred, crackling and burning in the fire.

"Cremation of the body, extermination of the evidence."

Seeing these things, two sinful words directly popped out of Xingfeng's mind.

The commander-in-chief of the Red Turbans, General Inuwa Odu, launched this rebellion with the ultimate goal of establishing his own country.

It's okay to mess around now, but the evidence must all be removed after the fact so that it doesn't lead to a UN response.

It is also true that the United Nations will not intervene in an armed coup d'état within a country, but if there is a mass massacre of civilians, the United Nations can exercise its power to call on countries to send troops and intervene with arms.

Moreover, since the 1994 genocide in Rwanda, the United Nations has been very vigorous in implementing such sensitive events.

For example, a few years ago, when the United Nations peacekeeping forces in the Ituri region of the Congo first discovered the signs of a similar massacre, they immediately organized a French-led force in Europe to help stabilize the situation.

Before that, when more than 7,000 Bosnian civilians were killed in the civil conflict in Bosnia and Herzegovina, NATO immediately sent troops to the Balkans, preventing the conflict in Bosnia and Herzegovina from continuing to expand.

There are a lot of things like this, and the fact that General Audu can sit in the position of commander-in-chief of the Red Turban Army proves that his brain is not stupid, and he will definitely take this into account.

As the pace of the punishment wind continues to move forward, the horizon begins to broaden.

Through the gap between the two thatched houses, a pickup truck appeared in his field of vision, and a Red Turban Army stood in the back of the car, moving things down from the cargo box.

The materials needed are right in front of you, but there is no news from the other Red Turban Army, and Xingfeng has not made a move, and he still maintains a high degree of vigilance.

That's it!

"Click, click, click......"

The sound of shuffling footsteps sounded from behind the thatched hut on the right.

Xing Feng immediately crouched down, staring at his right side through the gap in the grass.

Not long after, a red turban soldier wearing camouflage uniforms, crooked hats, and staggering walked to the back of the thatched hut and booed on the spot.

His eyes were half-squinted, his face was very red, and he was still shaking when he stood there, and he knew at a glance that this guy was too drunk.

"Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't eat the meat that was sent to your door?"

Looking at the Red Turban Army 4 meters away, Xing Feng's expression was cold, he put down the Type 56 submachine gun in his right hand, pulled out his machete and sneaked over.

If this Red Turban Army is awake, Xingfeng will definitely not move, after all, it is only 4 meters away, and the sound of the grass moving is easy to be detected.

However, once a person is drunk, the sensitivity of the facial features will be greatly weakened, and it is difficult to hear the sound of grass rubbing.

Crossing the last meter of grass, Xingfeng silently came behind the Red Turban Army.

The left hand stretched forward, covered his mouth, pressed his head to his chest, and the machete shot at the same time, pressing the edge of the knife in front of his neck, and pulled it to the right.

"呲~"

The force was very strong, and the 5-centimeter-wide machete was all submerged in the flesh, cutting half of the neck, and blood gushed out like a pig.