Yang Mingyun took a closer look at the two ends of the wire, and in the bushes, there was a bow and crossbow hidden on the left and right. The wire was attached to the crossbow's plate, and the bowstring hung from the barb, on which was an arrow for hunting large beasts. The arrowheads of steel are sharpened.

Yang Mingyun then withdrew five meters away, picked up a stone, and threw it at the wire in front of him. The stone hit the wire impartially. The wire was bent by the stone, which pulled the trigger of the crossbow, the bowstring was detached from the barb, and the bow bend made a muffled sound. The arrows released from the two crossbows on the left and right whistled past the height of Yang Mingyun's eyes where he was standing just now. The arrow from the crossbow on the left pierced the trunk of a nearby beech tree to a depth of twenty centimeters. The arrows fired from the crossbow on the right swept lightning through the trees and disappeared into the night.

Fifty meters away from the direction in which the arrow had disappeared, there was a faint rattling sound, the sound of a rather large animal running away. The sound of hooves hurried away on the hard earth. It was the sound of a deer running, the deer heard Yang Mingyun's footsteps, smelled his scent, and when he was tired and didn't dare to move, he was startled by the arrow that suddenly brushed his side, and then ran wildly. However, in just a few seconds, the sound of the deer's hooves disappeared all at once. Where the sound of hooves had disappeared, the flash of the explosion pierced the darkness like lightning in the night forest.

Yang Mingyun hurriedly crawled to the ground.

In the moment after the flash, a pillar of fire tens of meters high rose up. The deer stepped on a mine.

After a while, broken stones and broken wood fell one after another, and the branches of the trees in the forest were broken; A fist-sized stone hit Yang Mingyun's spine, causing him to snort in pain. Near the site of the explosion, trees fell one after another, making a loud noise.

The pillar of fire disappeared, leaving only small flames and smoke, and the pungent smell of explosives wafted in.

Yang Mingyun got up, the belt of the "Storm" assault rifle hung around his neck, the butt was clamped under the right flank, and he was holding a wooden stick in his left hand, and he felt towards the explosion site while probing on the ground.

The flames were gone. Three minutes later, Yang Mingyun came to the place where the explosion occurred, and the smoke was gradually drifting away with the wind.

A large crater with a depth of three meters and a diameter of about ten meters was blown out of the ground. On the other side of the crater, a barbed wire fence more than one person high was pulled.

The barbed wire was blown open about 20 meters wide, and the pillars of steel were also blown to the point that they did not know where to fly. More than a dozen large trees were blown down around the crater, revealing their soiled roots, which overlapped each other horizontally.

Yang Mingyun found a gap in the overlapping trees where he could hide, and got in, and it was very warm inside. Yang Mingyun grabbed a handful of branches that fell to the ground and put them on his head. He took off the "Tempest" assault rifle from his neck, opened the safety machine, pulled it to the position of the burst, and waited for the enemy to come, at this time, the smoke of gunpowder became even weaker.

A few people came down from the hillside, Yang Mingyun turned over, hugged the "Storm" assault rifle, and stared in the direction of the gradually approaching footsteps from the gap between the fallen trees.

There were seven men in the bushes. All of them were carrying short-barreled submachine guns with straps around their necks. When they spread out in a zigzag and approached fifty meters away, Yang Mingyun could see their gun shapes clearly.

It was a new "Whirlwind" submachine gun that used high-velocity rounds. This submachine gun is a modification of the short-barreled submachine gun used by the squadron [***] in Vietnam, that is, the body is shortened, with a thirty-round magazine, the butt can be folded, and it is a submachine gun for officers.

Yang Mingyun waited with bated breath for them to approach, and the group climbed over the damaged barbed wire and came to stand at the edge of the crater. Of the seven people, two turned out to be Caucasian.

The gunmen's nervous expressions relaxed, and they lowered their index fingers on the trigger.

"Now, that bastard has finally ascended to heaven! Not even a single broken bone will be left. One of the white men said as he stumbled on an authentic Kyoto film.

"But no, when we received a report from the patrol just now, saying that the guy's car was parked on the side of the road by the river, we didn't take the initiative to attack, but waited for him to fall into the trap, and we didn't wait in vain." A short, yellow-skinned man said.

"Anyway, that guy is really not simple, he actually touched here, and so many traps along the way couldn't help him." Another white man said.

That can only be said to be his luck, but his good fortune is coming to an end here. Okay, let's go back and report. The fragments of that guy's body couldn't be found until dawn. The white man who was the first to speak shrugged.

The group turned around and went back the way they came.

Yang Mingyun hesitated for a while, whether to shoot and kill the gang or follow them. If the gun is fired, the enemy will know that Yang Mingyun is still alive and will launch a new offensive attack, and if the enemy moves out weapons such as anti-tank guns or bazookas, then Yang Mingyun will not be able to resist.

He made up his mind and followed them. Moreover, if you follow in their footsteps, you will not step on the hidden traps.

Pulling out the branch covering his head, Yang Mingyun quietly climbed out of the gap between the fallen trees. The figures of the gunmen had reached the halfway point of the opposite hillside, and they were about to disappear.

Yang Mingyun bent over and followed their footprints. Relying on footprints and trampled weeds to guide the way, it didn't take much trouble to follow them as they walked back and forth. Having broken the branches that his body could touch, Yang Mingyun followed forward without making a sound.

After walking about 300 meters, Yang Mingyun squatted down on a narrow forest path at the foot of the mountain, and looked forward in the dark, only to see that the group of people was walking down the valley mouth, towards a mountain on the opposite side, walking in a valley half a kilometer deep and two kilometers wide, full of reeds.

The central stream of the valley runs along a small stream, and the reeds are waist-deep. Yang Mingyun decided to wait for the group to cross the reeds and climb over the opposite hill before acting. The group came to the stream, which was only one meter wide. There was a plank bridge over the stream, but instead of crossing the bridge, they jumped over the stream. When the group turned over the opposite hill, Yang Mingyun began to walk down from this side of the mountain. It is very likely that someone is secretly watching in this area, so as soon as Yang Mingyun reaches the valley covered with reeds, he bends down again.

In the reeds, the group stepped out of the path. Yang Mingyun bent down the path, lowered his head and walked forward under the cover of the reeds. When he arrived at the edge of the stream, Yang Mingyun lay on the side of the bridge to check and found a grenade buried on the bridge. Yang Mingyun retreated and continued to step on the footprints left by the group and touch forward. When you climb the opposite hill, a terrace with sparse trees emerges. The gang didn't know where they had gone. In the middle of the terrace, there is a two-story concrete building, surrounded by a meadow of several thousand square meters. All the rooms were unlit and the windows were black. There was a large garage in front of the house with metal roller shutters all down.

Yang Mingyun squatted on the edge of the primeval forest, waiting for the moon to hide in the clouds again. To get close to the villa, one had to cross the wooded area and the meadow, and to do so in the moonlight, no doubt by the enemy looking out from the darkly lit building.

The bright moon shone in the sky, and there were no clouds to cover it for a long time. Yang Mingyun took off the rope hanging from his waist, took out a hunting knife and tied it firmly to the muzzle of the "Storm" assault rifle.

Finally, a cloud approached the moon, and Yang Mingyun untied the rope on his shoes to prevent slipping.

As soon as the moon entered the clouds, Yang Mingyun immediately began to act. He lay on the ground, holding a "Tempest" assault rifle with a hunting knife strapped to it, and using his elbows and knees, like a snake, silently crawled through the woods.

The grass was so cold that it seemed to be about to frost. Yang Mingyun stopped from time to time to peek at the surrounding movements, and when Yang Mingyun climbed to the large garage in front of the villa, the moon broke out of the clouds, and he quickly hid in the shadows of the garage.

Yang Mingyun plugged the muzzle of the "Storm" assault rifle with a handkerchief to prevent mud from pouring into the chamber, and then wrapped the end of the front strap of the gun around the neck of his right foot, and stepped on the butt of the rifle as soon as he stepped on. The barrel of the gun suddenly sank into the earth, about ten centimeters deep. Yang Mingyun stood on the butt of the gun, stood on tiptoe, and reached out just enough to reach the wall. Holding the wall with both hands, he climbed up the wall with a pull-up.

The garage is quite spacious, but there is only one jeep and two trailers parked inside. There is a sloping passage that leads gently underground. This passage passed right under Yang Mingyun. The real parking lot is underground. Fluorescent lights illuminate the ground as if it were daylight.

There was no one in the garage. Yang Mingyun bent his right leg and pulled the "Storm" assault rifle from the ground with the gun belt. Be careful not to let the gun touch the concrete wall so as not to make a noise. He slowly bent his right leg and moved closer to his right hand, which was stretched out behind him, and with his right hand, he grabbed the belt around the neck of his right foot, untied the belt, lifted the "Tempest" assault rifle, and put the front end of the belt on his shoulder as it was. Wipe the dirt off the gun with the sleeve and remove the handkerchief that is plugged into the muzzle.

This military gun is so strong that it doesn't matter if you use it as a club or a skid. If you use it like that, it won't have any adverse effect on the gun. However, if the chamber of the gun is filled with dirt, as soon as the gun is fired, no matter how strong the gun is, the barrel will burst and the firing mechanism will also be blown off.

Jumping down from a wall will make a noise that alarms enemies. Yang Mingyun untied the rope around his waist and put the middle under the girder of the garage, the two ends of the rope hung down to the ground, he grabbed the two strands of rope and slid down prettyly, and then lay down and climbed towards the Jeep.

The jeep was sandwiched between two trailers. When he climbed in front of the jeep, Yang Mingjun saw a small kiosk similar to a toll office at the entrance of the underpass. In the underground garage, dozens of cars are parked.

In the kiosk, there were two guards, holding "Whirlwind" submachine guns, holding cigarette rolls obliquely in their mouths, and shaking playing cards very vigorously. They were all dressed in camouflage uniforms for jungle warfare, and wore camouflage-painted combat caps crookedly.

Yang Mingyun hid behind the jeep, about twenty-five meters away from the two guards. If you use a gun, you can kill them all in the blink of an eye, but the sound of gunfire is not easy to handle.

Yang Mingjun decided to use hunting knives and poison needles against them. He put the poison needle into the cigarette holder, opened the safety device, and held the cigarette holder to his mouth. Holding the "Tempest" in his right hand, he stepped onto the tire fender of the trailer.

Yang Mingyun bent over so that his head did not touch the plastic window of the jeep canopy, and held the pillar of the jeep's turn signal with his left hand to support his upper body. With the turn signals on the fenders, which are much lower than the bonnet, Yang Mingjun now maintains a very uncomfortable posture.

When everything was ready, Yang Mingyun gently kicked a jeep with his foot, making a soft noise.

The two guards in the kiosk jerked their cards on the table and stood up with their Whirlwind submachine guns in their hands. They had bullet belts around their waists and six magazines stuck in them. One of the tall, thin men frowned and said, "It looks like there's movement up there." ”

"Really? Did you hear that? Another sturdy man said.

Both were twenty-five or sixteen years old. They were so excited that they forgot to call the headquarters and jumped out of the kiosk in a hurry.

The two guards turned on the safety of the gun, pulled it to the position of the burst, held the gun, and shouted loudly: "What person? Come out! While coming up from the underground passage, Yang Mingyun waited without moving.

The two guards walked up from a low place, and when they walked to the tractor closest to the underground entrance, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the open body, and when they looked over, Yang Mingyun jumped onto the hood of the jeep as if he had been bounced up. The two guards were taken aback and quickly tried to turn their guns. Strike! A poisonous needle shot out of the cigarette holder held in Yang Mingyun's mouth and pierced into the eyebrows of the guard on the right, and almost at the same time, the "storm" held by Yang Mingyun swept away. The sharp hunting knife, which was tied to the barrel instead of a bayonet, cut the throat of the thin man on the left at once.

The man's throat cracked open with a "click", revealing his vocal cords, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to scream, but the action of turning the muzzle of the gun to Yang Mingyun continued.

Yang Mingyun cut the tendons of the man's left and right wrists like lightning. Then he stabbed the heart of another man whose eyebrows were pierced by poisonous needles and his whole body was becoming stiff, and stirred it hard.

The two guards all dropped their guns. Yang Mingyun dodged and jumped off the jeep and fell to the ground. Thankfully, neither of them had their guns fired. Yang Mingyun stood up, his heart was pounding, and his face was covered with beads of sweat. He gulped for a moment.

It would be bad if the guns of the two guards went off, although the "Whirlwind" submachine gun had a flame suppressor and a silencer, but the silence effect was not ideal, it only played the role of softening the gunfire and spreading the gunfire, and when used in jungle warfare, it was not easy for the other side to judge where the gun came from. However, if it were to go off in the basement, the gunshots would have caused a huge repercussion.

Yang Mingjun bypassed the jeep and the trailer and approached the two who were lying in a pool of blood. The sturdy man had a poisonous needle in his eyebrows, and his heart had been crushed by a hunting knife, and he was completely dead. The tall, thin man's throat had been cut, blood was spurting from the wound, and the blood foaming and silent moans that came out of his breath did not last long either.

Yang Mingyun wiped the hunting knife on the "Storm" assault rifle on the camouflage suit of the guard who had died of death, pulled out the poison needle from the opponent's eyebrows, and hid it in the trailer, and the two "Whirlwind" submachine guns were also tied to the body of the trailer.

Suddenly, the man who couldn't scream after his vocal cords were cut tried to pounce on Yang Mingyun, but Yuko lost too much blood and the muscle keys on his wrists were severed, so he could only struggle a few times in vain.

Yang Mingyun simply stabbed the man's heart, relieving him of his pain forever. Anyway, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't move his fingers, even if he let him live, he couldn't ask anything from his mouth.

After lifting the tarpaulin of the jeep and throwing the two bodies inside, Yang Mingyun walked towards the basement. Walking to the kiosk, he glanced inside, and saw a telephone exchange and some computers on the table inside.

Yang Mingjun continued to move forward and walked into the real parking lot where dozens of cars were parked. This underground garage is fifty meters square, with several steel doors on the walls on all sides. The steel door has a combination lock similar to that used on a safe.

If it is an ordinary lock, it can be pierced with a wire, but the combination lock is not so easy to open. Yang Mingyun cursed. Suddenly, he noticed an entrance and exit in the wall in front of him, and a staircase leading to the top.

Yang Mingyun tiptoed up the stairs, there was no lighting on the stairs, but there was light leaking from the underground parking lot, and the brightness was completely enough for Yang Mingyun. Due to his own qualities and strict training, he has a pair of night eyes as sharp as a beast.

At the end of the stairs, a steel door blocked the way. Luckily, the lock on the steel door was a regular marble.

Yang Mingyun put away the flat-ended "Storm" assault rifle, stood the butt on the ground, held the door with his left hand, put his ear on the door, and listened to the movement inside, but heard nothing. So, Yang Mingyun pulled out the wire from the hem of his trousers and groped to open the lock.

Putting away the wire, Yang Mingyun quietly pushed open the door, and it was just a hall inside. The curtains and blinds in the hall were closed. There were some sofas and tables and stuff like that, it looked like they hadn't been cleaned in a long time, and they were covered in a thick layer of dust. There is a marble staircase on the left that leads to the second floor. Above the stairs, there was a faint noise.

Yang Mingyun took the door with his backhand, then carefully took off his shoes and quietly climbed the stairs like a ghost.

On the second floor, the walls that had been used to separate the rooms from the corridors were removed to form a large room.

This large room is rectangular, with an area of more than 200 square meters, and on the inside of the windows on all sides, south, east, and west, there are tripod mounts for machine guns. The shutters in front of each gun mount were rolled up, and the curtain opened a thin slit, and a faint ray of moonlight poured in through the gap.

On the tripod is the "Hurricane" light machine gun, which, like the "Whirlwind" submachine gun, is a modification of the same series. The barrel of the gun was heavier, the firing mechanism was improved, and the ammunition was fed by a chain instead of a magazine.

(To be continued)