"It's dangerous here, let's go!" The scrivener said to Polgar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Polgar had no intention of leaving, "Dai, you see what this is." She said.

The scrivener is a little crazy, when is it, how can you bother to look at the things on the ground. But Polgar grabbed him, and he had to crouch down to watch her. The green fluorescent light is dense, constantly moving against the ground. The scrivener squatted down and looked closely, and finally saw clearly, it turned out to be a strangely colored crab! The shells of the crabs glow green and glow, shining in the light of the stars.

The scrivener couldn't help but be taken aback, every fluorescent spot is a crab, and there are fluorescent everywhere, how many crabs are there?

The mountain wind blew, and the small insects on the trees crackled and fell. The crab swarm seemed to be encouraged, and the movement accelerated abruptly. The scrivener was in a daze, and he saw an incredible scene: the crab was preying on the small insects that had fallen. The rustling of the grass is the sound of crabs predating.

The veil of fluorescence was lifted, and there was less fear in my heart. The scrivener kept thinking about the gunshots nearby, and it was a real threat. But Polgar had no intention of leaving, and grabbed the clothes in the scrivener.

"Generation, look at its shell, it doesn't look like a human face." Polgar said, pointing to the crab shell.

The scrivener didn't bother to study a crab at all, and he looked around alertly, maybe the person who shot the gun was nearby.

The water is clear, and the stars shine brightly. Countless glows crawled out of the waterhole and spread towards the surrounding ground. How many crabs are there! The scrivener couldn't help but marvel again.

Polgar finally finished studying the crab and followed the srivebox out. The ground was fluorescent, and there was a gurgling sound when stepped on it, and some crabs were crushed.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the moonless night gazed at the woods, like a dark cloud of ink. Scrivener and Polgar walked deep into the woods, keeping an eye on every move around them. The area at the top of the mountain is not very large, and it is not too difficult to find a person in a limited area.

Soon the two of them noticed that there was a dark shadow on the edge of the mountaintop, leaning over and not knowing what they were doing. The place was empty, without a single tree or weed. Otherwise, it would be impossible to see from such a distance.

The scrivener and Polgar watched from afar, not daring to take a step forward. In case it is discovered by the other party, it will definitely be a bullet in exchange. Of course, if the scrivener wants to give the other party a bullet, he can do it at any time, but he doesn't want to do that for the time being, he can't tell whether he is friend or foe, and he is afraid that shooting rashly will hurt the innocent.

The scrivener and polgar are spread out and kept at a distance. Polgar sent a secret signal to the other party, if it was his own person, it would be fine, in case it wasn't, the scrivener box in the ambush could fight back on the spot.

Woowoo...... Polgar learned an insect call and then shrank behind a large tree.

The figure in the distance did not look back, let alone look, but it still responded with "Di Di Di".

It's your own people. Polgar got up and walked towards the shadow.

The scrivener box hid in the dark and did not move, which is also a tactical arrangement, in case of fraud, the scrivener box can also fight back. In fact, he had always been worried that the ninja killer was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and if he got the contact code of the Allied team, it would be a fatal blow to this operation. After thinking about it, I felt that it was unlikely, the ninja killer was very powerful, and his own people were not given in vain, and he would not easily leak the code.

Polgar walked into the shadow step by step, and the other party never looked back, leaning over and not knowing what he was doing. Looks a bit like a black Garson in stature. It's too far away, and I'm not sure it must be him.

Polgar walked behind the other party, but the black shadow still didn't look back, doing something to himself. The heart of the scrivener has been hanging, and I am really afraid that there will be some accidents. The barrel of the Colt pistol was aimed at the Black Shadow's head, and the slightest movement would open fire.

Polgar turned to the shadow and leaned down as well. At the same time, the dynasty bookcase made a gesture. The latter let out a sigh of relief, and sure enough, it was his own person. He set off the gunfire just now? And what about the enemy, eliminated? The scrivener walked over with questions.

Sure enough, it was a black man, Garson, in such a dark night, this guy's skin looked more and more dark, as if a natural protective color.

In front of Garson was a pair of dirt, piled up into a small grave. It should be Karina's split. Then a beautiful American soldier left this world with nostalgia and unwillingness. She died a tragic death, and it is painful to recall it every time.

Garson didn't say a word the whole time, and kept grabbing the dirt on the ground with his hands and scattering it on the grave. This is the top of the mountain, there is too little earth, and the layer of soil mixed with stones is hard and thin, and Garsen's hands are dripping with blood, and the stones have cut out the holes. On the top of the grave was a human head, bloody, with hideous features, and it was evident that it had gone through an extremely painful process when he died.

For human heads, the scrivener box has no fear, has experienced so many deaths, seen so many corpses, and a human head can't stir up any waves. The human head is a male, and it is supposed to be a ninja killer.

The human head is the best consolation for Karina's soul. This American female soldier died so tragically, as a soldier, watching his comrades bleed to death little by little, how fierce the hatred for the enemy would be. Especially Garson, who has a closer and special relationship with Karina than others. He's been acting alone to avenge Karina, and now he's succeeded!

In front of Garson lay a corpse, headless, naked, with a dagger cut out of the body, and blood flowed all over the ground. The knife in the lower abdomen is deep and long, and more than half of the internal organs flow out, exuding an unpleasant smell. As you can imagine, Garson is avenging Karina in a very cruel way. This black soldier, who usually looks a little ridiculous and even greedy for life and fears death, can use such bloody methods, which makes the scrivener sigh.

Scrivener has always thought that Garson has an unpredictable feeling, looking loose and baggy on the surface, but he always wins at the last moment and enters the final group of ten. Moreover, it is admirable that they were able to safely escape from the enemy's encirclement and cross the river safely. Without Li Keji's help, it would have been difficult for the scrivener box to cross the river, but Garson did. This black soldier is really not simple.

Garson was able to kill the top of the mountain and capture alive the sniper who attacked Karina, and the scrivener was not so surprised, Garson was a person, how strong his inner strength was, outsiders couldn't figure it out. He didn't deliberately show it himself, and even covered it up intentionally or unintentionally.