Most of the mountain people in the villages and towns make a living from poppy cultivation, and most of them are inextricably linked to the drug traffickers, and they are all sympathizers of the bandits, while we who break the silence of the jungle with the sound of gunfire are cruel demons, and in the eyes of these people, we are the bandits.

These ordinary mountain people are not guilty, many of them don't even know what the opium poppy is used for, and have always used it as a medicinal herb to cure diseases, and those drug dealers can give them money in exchange for clothes and food, in the hearts of these simple people, drug dealers are the parents of food and clothing, good people, but they don't know that the price given by drug dealers is dozens or even hundreds of times lower than that outside, and they will never understand that ordinary poppies are comparable to gold outside.

I was lying on a hillside on a high hill, covered with a camouflage net, with two branches stuck in my head, and grass roots in my mouth, and my whole body was one with the ground, and if I hadn't stepped on it, I would never have seen it even if I walked past me.

The sniper rifle in my hand was covered with leaves, and I observed the situation in the village from the scope, and the monkey had already touched it, and I covered him by the way.

Based on the distance, we should not be far from the Rana group, and if the mountain people here do live with the bandits, snakes and rats, they will probably rest here.

Behind the village is a low hillside, the village is at the bottom of the mountain, all are simple wooden houses, about 20 families, in front of which there is an ancient tree as thick as two people hugging together, and the lush bushes cover the sun, like a big umbrella.

A few old people sat in front of the wooden house and chatted leisurely, a few children of four or five years old chased and played under the tree, and the cheerful laughter reached my ears, and they never dreamed that there was a cold muzzle pointed at them in the jungle not far away, and they could say goodbye to this world at any time.

The village was peaceful, there was no sign of strangers coming, the devil had come back from scouting in the surrounding jungle, and there were no suspicious signs, and the monkeys lurked next to the village to confirm that they were all ordinary mountain people, and that Lana's group had not come here.

"Captain, although it is very depressing to say this now, I still want to say, are we on the wrong path?" The wolf crouched on a branch and observed the situation in the village through the scope of an automatic rifle.

"No, we're on the closest road to the Thai-Burmese border, I don't think Rana will take a few hostages to make a detour!" The captain took the electronic map and checked the coordinates and said.

"It's not impossible, those guys don't have the physical strength of us, and they can't stand walking in the jungle for so long, and they can't guarantee that they won't go around to a place to rest, and by the way, they can get rid of our tracking." The young master was squatting on the ground with a saber and was amputating a large spider.

"Captain, there's good news, I've got a path, and there's something special!" The devil shouted over the radio.

"What's that?" The captain asked solemnly, holding the headset in one hand.

"I think it's better for you to come and see for yourself!" The devil said mysteriously.

The crowd looked at each other, and the captain shouted in the headset, "Monkey, assassin, pull back, let's go around!" ”

Hearing the command, I put down my sniper rifle and stepped back a little, and when I reached the bottom of the high ground, I ripped off the camouflage net on my body, got up from the ground, turned around and was about to walk back, when a wrist-thick king cobra coiled less than two meters in front of me.

"Nima!" I gasped, and the cold hairs all over my body stood up, and I felt like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe.

It was evident that it had taken me, a man with a dangerous aura all over his body, and he was half-upright, his neck swelling to the sides, like two fans, and with a whirring sound, and a scarlet letter in his mouth, and although there was no special look in his eyes, I could clearly feel an unusual hostility.

I stood there motionless, like a statue, the king cobra was the overlord of the jungle, it was not as easy to deal with as the venomous snakes I had encountered before, and I felt that if I made the slightest movement, it would rush up and fight me.

This guy looks like he should be an adult, at least three meters and five in length, ordinary people are scared to pee at a glance, this guy's fangs are sharp and long, and he can even spray venom from his mouth, his poison is even more terrifying, specifically destroying the nervous system, blocking neuromuscular conduction, causing muscle paralysis, unable to breathe, and finally suffocating to death.

If you are bitten by it and you can't get timely treatment, you can go to God in six hours, and I don't dare to take this kind of overlord-level guy lightly, if I die at the hands of a brute, it won't make people laugh at death.

"Assassin, what are you doing, everyone is waiting for you!" The captain's voice came over the radio.

"I think I'm in trouble, and I'd be grateful if anyone would come and help." I smiled bitterly and said in a low voice.

"Oh, this guy is really troublesome, you guys wait a minute, I'll go see him!" The wolf patted his forehead and walked in my direction with a helpless face.

"It's better to let the Grim Reaper come, so I'm more at ease." I stared at the king cobra and said cautiously.

"I'm not happy when you say that, am I worse than him?" The wolf's tone was visibly unpleasant.

"Okay, you can stand ten meters away, don't come here!" I whispered.

"What the hell is going on!" The wolf said as he looked over to me.

"I have a king cobra more than three meters long in front of me, standing upright and provoking me, I want to kill him with a knife, but I think it is safer to have someone to help, what do you say?" I watched the king cobra's movements, and all I could do was the slight twitching of my lips and a low voice.

"Nima, didn't you say it sooner, Death, the assassin has something to ask you for!" The evil wolf, an unrighteous bastard, heard the name of the king cobra, and without saying a word, turned around and ran.

I hate this in my heart, I want to catch this snake now, and stuff it into his crotch, so that he can also feel what it is like to be skin-to-skin with this "top killer".

The king cobra had obviously stopped its bloodthirsty nature, and its body began to writhe, ready to attack me, I rubbed back slightly, and my right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, the king cobra was as fast as lightning, and I could die if I slackened a little.

At this moment, a slight gunshot rang out, it was a pistol with a silencer, and the bullet hit the swollen neck of the eye king snake with great precision, and I knew it was death when I saw such a powerful marksmanship.

I pulled out the Gurkha saber violently, stepped forward and struck with lightning, the blade flashed a cold light, and the head of the king cobra was cut off by me, and it was like this, and the fierce king snake opened its big mouth and wanted to bite me.

"you!" I yelled, lifted my heavy boots, stomped on its head, and crushed it hard a few times until it became a pile of flesh.

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