The Thunder Squad, who had been walking through the jungle for several hours, was sitting at the foot of the big tree exhausted, and Ye Feng, who was standing guard dozens of meters behind, listened to an explosion sound from a few kilometers away, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

Along the way, they set up a total of nine tricks, five of which were successfully triggered, and achieved good results.

The few people who sat on the ground to rest were not idle, and they began to count their equipment.

After encounters along the way, the guns in their hands have all been changed from American-style to inhuman assault rifles used by militants now.

There were also more than seventy bullets on each of them, as well as a total of thirteen grenades.

The dry food was prepared for three days, so the food was still sufficient for the time being.

Now the biggest difficulty they are facing is fatigue, after fighting for more than ten hours in a row, they have long been unable to hold on to ordinary people, but the Thunder Squad has persevered with extraordinary perseverance.

In fact, it is not only them, but the militants in their rear are facing even greater physical and psychological pressure.

The physiological pressure comes from long-term tracking, you must know that they are a ragtag army that has not undergone systematic training, and there is no way to compare with the Thunder Squad physically.

The psychological pressure comes from the thunder that explodes from time to time, because they don't know if the next mine will explode under their feet.

Human beings are creatures that are very afraid of death, especially in the face of the threat of death, and are more likely to collapse.

"One, do you think we can or go back?"

Number Three leaned against the tree, holding an assault rifle, and asked Number One with empty eyes.

In the dangerous jungle, there are only two things that can bring him a sense of security: the assault rifle in his hand and the teammates who are fighting side by side.

"Yes, sure!" Number chuckled, and a sense of powerlessness flashed through his eyes, not letting the rest of them notice.

To be honest, the situation has developed to this point, which has exceeded the expectations of One's heart.

Just the nearly 2,000 pursuers behind made No. 1 have no bottom in his heart, and he wants to rely on his five people to fight against 2,000 pursuers? This is tantamount to cannibalism and dreaming.

But as long as there is a slight chance, No. 1 will not give up, the Thunder Squad will not give up, haven't they been caught up yet?

But looking at the map, they are now at the border of the Saya forces, and now their direction is to advance along the borders of the Saya sphere of influence and reach the contact point.

It's easy to say, but with dozens of kilometers of treacherous routes, coupled with the militants who may appear at any time, it will be dangerous once they are dragged down now.

And they have to try not to reveal their whereabouts, because once they are exposed, they are very likely to face the firepower attack covered by Saya's strength, so that they have absolutely no chance of survival.

"Let's work harder, isn't it just a few tens of kilometers?" Number One smiled lightly again, his tone extremely relaxed.

In fact, at this point, everyone still knows how much in their hearts, knowing that the possibility of safe evacuation is almost zero.

Saya's strength is a total of 8,000 people, and only 2,000 have appeared so far, where have the 6,000 gone?

But Ye Feng didn't know that outside the border of the Saya forces three kilometers to the left, they were still hiding this group of militants from other forces, and they were waiting for a unified action order.

Yes, after a morning of discussions, the major forces around Saya finally decided to unite and take action against the Saya forces.

As for Saya's death, they have no way to verify it now, but one of Saya's arsenals exploded, and it is inevitable that Saya's forces will suffer heavy losses, and this is undoubtedly a good time to make a move.

"Keep walking! Ten minutes later, they will catch up. ”

After a while, Ye Feng walked over and said in a deep voice.

"Action!" One struggled with his pestle and picked up his gun, got up from the ground, and beckoned to Number Two and them.

Lu Shi took out a high-explosive grenade from his backpack, weighed it in his hand a few times, buried it in the place where they had rested just now, and then took out a roll of transparent silk like fishing line from his pocket, wrapped it around the pull ring, and then bypassed it from behind the tree and mixed it on several large trees around it.

This type of silk thread, called high-strength nylon filament, is a new type of material that combines high ductility and transparency, and is inherently small, making it difficult to spot with the naked eye.

Subsequently, Lu Shi found some dead leaves from everywhere and hid the grenade, almost blending in with the environment, if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find the high-explosive grenade hidden under the dead leaves.

Although they have more ways to arrange the trickery, but now they don't have the time, so they have to use this simple way.

In addition, after the group of militants chased for a day and night, they will inevitably have visual fatigue, so this simple trick is still quite effective.

After the arrangement was completed, nodding with satisfaction, Lu Shi looked at the back, turned around and followed the four people walking in front.

After ten minutes, "Boom! An explosion sounded, and everyone in the Thunder Squad listened to the explosion, turned their heads to look at each other, and rushed to follow the predetermined route again.

But before they had taken a few steps, they vaguely heard a dense burst of gunfire coming from behind, and roughly judged that it was exactly where Lu Shi had set up the mines.

"Huh?" The Thunder Squad stopped, and turned to look behind in a daze.

"Why are you still on fire?" Lu Shi scratched his head, puzzled.

They speculated that two groups of pursuers might have encountered, mistaking each other for an enemy.

However, the exchange of fire caused by this miscalculation should not have lasted long, but the gunfire lasted for more than a minute, and it continued.

"Let's go, leave them alone, let's fight! It's best to kill a few more. No. 1, who was also puzzled, shook his head and organized everyone to move on.

What they didn't know was that the thunder was triggered by militants from other armed forces who had just received an order to act.

At the moment when the mine exploded, he happened to meet the Saya militants who came to chase the Thunder Squad.

The Saya Army, which had been holding back in the jungle for so long, saw the other armed forces in front of them, and did not hesitate to suppress the firepower, and the battle started instantly.

The number of these invading militants was relatively small, only five or six hundred, and under the firepower of the nearly 2,000 militants of the Saya Armed Forces, in just one minute, they directly lost nearly half of their troops, and they had no choice but to withdraw from the Saya sphere of influence.

The militants of this group of other forces could not help but doubt their lives, because according to their plan, it was impossible for so many Saya militants to be on the chosen offensive route......