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The South Vietnamese armed men didn't know what was going on, their faces suddenly became a little uncomfortable, and they covered their stomachs with their hands.

“fuck.…\&＃＆＊………”

He burst out a few foul words that no one could understand, leaned his knees together and clamped his crotch, and ran impatiently towards the woods.

It's good to die, this South Vietnamese armed man who ate the wrong thing, ran in the woods, and the direction where the hunting team was lurking.

Originally, between the camp of the hunting team and the armed gang, there was a clearing of about 10 meters, plus a barrier of three or four meters of woods, and the lurking position was very safe.

However, the militants with diarrhea are walking towards the hunting team, and it is common sense that no one will solve it in the clearing, and if he goes into the woods, he will definitely find the hunting team.

Looking at the South Vietnamese armed forces that were getting closer and closer, everyone in the hunting team slowed down their breathing, and their faces became extremely focused.

"Captain, what now?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at Captain Ling Feng, with the same meaning in their eyes, order, they need to order.

Six meters, five meters, four meters, Ling Feng knew that he couldn't wait, if he didn't take action, he would be directly exposed, and once he was exposed, the mission might fail, and at this time, he couldn't care about the uneasiness in his heart.

He must be killed silently.

Ling Feng turned his head to look at Yiye, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were inserted in front of his eyes, the palm of his hand turned, and the index finger tapped the South Vietnamese armed soldier, turning his finger into a palm, level with the ground, palm down, and slashing left and right under his neck.

Yiye comes from a Chinese martial arts family, and when he first entered the iron blood, he relied on his ghostly body and a magical secret weapon. Now let him make a move, Ling Feng is very relieved.

After receiving the captain's silent attack and killing order, Yiye made an OK gesture with his right hand, signaling that he understood, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the South Vietnamese armed personnel who were approaching.

The feet are retracted, the toes touch the ground, the left hand is propped forward, the right hand is placed on the waist, the waist and back are slightly arched, and the whole body is full of fierce momentum, like a cheetah ready to attack, ready to pounce on the prey at any time.

The South Vietnamese armed men were just three meters away when a cold light flashed.

"Ahh

A sharp lancet was instantly inserted into the Adam's apple of the South Vietnamese armed man, destroying his vocal tract.

"Siss, Goo."

The South Vietnamese armed man grabbed his neck with both hands, his pupils dilated instantly, with extreme fear, his body kept twitching, he wanted to scream in pain, his lungs inhaled a lot of bloody air, and finally he could only produce a short pant sound, mixed with the sound of a broken bellows blowing.

"Brush"

With one successful blow, he rushed out of the bushes like a hungry jungle beast and rushed straight at his prey.

Swift light and shadow flashed, and blood instantly sprayed into the sky like a broken high-pressure water pipe.

Yiye stepped lightly, took two steps forward, hugged the South Vietnamese armed personnel who were falling backwards, walked steadily and silently, and quickly returned to the rear of the team and hid the corpse.

Everyone in the hunting team saw Kazuha holding the corpse and walking past them, their expressions were calm.

Even the corpse, which had only a layer of flesh hanging from it, and the head that kept shaking in the air, no one reacted at all, as if looking at a slaughtered animal.

After disposing of the corpse, he silently returned to the queue, touched the blood sprayed on his face, reached out and took the Type 95 automatic rifle on the ground into his hand, and calmly waited for the captain's next order.

Seeing Yiye return to the team, Ling Feng knew that it wouldn't be long before another sentry would find out about the disappearance of the South Vietnamese sentry.

There wasn't much time left, Ling Feng tapped the watermelon with his index finger, held a hollow fist in front of his eyes with his left hand, and swiped down his neck with his right hand, signaling him to get rid of the remaining sentry.

Watermelon made a clear gesture with his right hand, took off his backpack and put it on the ground, took out the pistol on the outside of his thigh, put on the muffler, and gently lurked towards the other side of the camp.

Five minutes later

There was a constant murmur in Ling Feng's headset, like the sound of a sharp knife piercing a watermelon, constantly spinning.

With the remaining sentinels done, Ling Feng clenched his fist above his head and drew a circle with his index finger counterclockwise to the sky, signaling all the team members to assemble.

Silent, silent, all personnel converged on Ling Feng's side.

Ling Feng's eyes froze, his left and right hands clenched into fists in front of his chest, struck lightly, and his right hand swiped left and right under his neck.

Kill them all, leave not a single one.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The 12 members of the hunting team rushed out of the woods like a strong wind, quickly but lightly, except for the sound of branches and bushes, it was silent.

In less than 10 seconds, the hunting team approached the camp of the armed gang, and in groups of six, quietly surrounded the two tents.

Ling Feng turned on the thermal imaging sight and carefully observed the situation inside the tent through the helmet-mounted display.

There are seven red, yellow and blue figures in tent 1 and six red, yellow and blue figures in tent 2, all lying flat, which means that these people are sleeping.

Ling Feng was just about to signal the hunting team to rush into the tent and kill all the armed men.

Suddenly, there was a thermal figure in the helmet-mounted monitor, and his movements changed, and he slowly lifted his upper body from a flat sleeping position.

Seeing that someone was getting up, Ling Feng's heart tightened, his face changed sharply, the situation was very serious, he hurriedly waved the palm of his right hand to the ground, signaling all the team members to stop moving.

The rest of the team members, who only turned on the low-light night vision devices, all turned on the thermal imaging sights and looked towards Tent 1.

Inside the tent

"Oh Shet, I really don't know what the boss is doing, Lao Tzu has been working hard in Africa for a few months, and he doesn't let Lao Tzu rest and rest, so he arranged me to come to this ghost place, except for eating or sleeping every day, there is no girl. He also said that he would have to wait for a few guests, which was really inexplicable. ”

The Caucasian armed man, who was awakened by urine, muttered in fluent English for a while, walked out of the tent shirtless, ready to return to sleep after the water, and then have a few more hits with the sexy blonde beauty in his dream.

As he did not wake up, the Caucasian armed man walked a little crookedly, sleepy-eyed to the tent door, he reached out to open the tent, and bent down to get out of the low tent door.

Suddenly, a hand with the smell of blood went around his neck and directly covered his nose and mouth, and his whole head was clamped with great force. A strong force came, and his whole person was instantly dragged out of the tent.

"Ahh

A Type 95 multifunctional bayonet slammed into the Adam's apple of the Caucasian armed man, and the tip of the knife passed directly through the entire neck, cutting off the cervical vertebrae, and penetrating through the back of the neck.

The icy silver light flickered, with a hint of blood.

"Gruz"

Yiye's face was calm, and he casually pulled out the ninety-five bayonet, and the cervical vertebrae rubbed against the blade, making a penetrating sound of broken bones.

Seeing that the team members had rushed into the tent, Yiye wiped the bayonet on his trouser leg, his eyes swelled, and his body flashed and he got into the tent.

"Woo-woo"

Inside the two tents, the sound of bayonets inserting into their hearts sounded at the same time, and the armed men who were covering their mouths could only moan helplessly, and struggled hopelessly before dying.

Suddenly at this time.

"Teng, Teng, Teng"

Several high-powered searchlights were turned on one after another, and the strong pillars of light directly illuminated the entire camp.