In his military career, he practiced jungle warfare a lot, so although it was difficult to advance, Mo Rufeng still climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

He wiped his sweat, took the kettle from his waist, and drank it for a while.

He stood on the top of the mountain and looked out over the mountains and the rivers flowing below. The sun is already on the mountain, and the sky is about to get dark.

This mountain does not look tall, but it took him nearly a day to climb to the top.

After a little respite, he began to descend the mountain.

It's much easier to descend the mountain.

Two hours later, he was already on the edge of the jungle.

In the distance, he saw a bonfire.

He didn't rush closer, but took out the binoculars from his pocket, froze his breath, and looked closely.

In such a chaotic situation, the people who walked east along this road were usually refugees, but there was no guarantee that there would be no Weiss spies and traitors mixed in.

Any rash action could lead to irreversible consequences.

After observing for a while, Mo Rufeng didn't notice anything unusual, there was a tent next to the bonfire, six people surrounded the bonfire to ward off the cold, and a pot of water was boiling on the bonfire. After all, it's already the beginning of October but the weather, the mountains but the night is still a little cool. To spend the night here, it's much better to have a fire.

Mo Rufeng continued to observe.

Finally, he noticed signs of abnormality, about fifty meters from the bonfire, under a large tree, someone was keeping a sentry! Moreover, the sentry man had a gun in his hand, and he could not see it very clearly, but in the light of the bonfire, he could be sure that the man had a gun in his hand!

Don't be as vigilant as the wind.

It is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe on the other side, so Mo Rufeng hid his body in the grass.

Since there is a sentry, there may be more than one sentry, and he needs to find out who this group of people is and how many sentry there are.

Waiting, observing, Mo Rufeng has patience.

After about half an hour, a man sitting by the fire stood up, lifted the kettle from the fire, went under the tree, and poured a glass of water for the man who was on the sentry.

Mo Rufeng's heart moved, since he sent water to this sentry person, then he would also send it to other sentry people! This is a chance to find out how many guards they have!

Mo Rufeng's glasses moved slowly, following the man with the kettle.

He finally figured out that there were three sentry posts. One is under a large tree to the east, one is by the rocks to the west, and one is next to the bushes to the south.

Even so, it is still impossible to judge whether these people are good or bad, and what they are going to do.

But soon there was an answer!

About twenty minutes later, a man came out of the little tent!

When Mo Rufeng saw the figure of that person, he almost cried out.

That's Zhuang Xiaoyue's figure!

She didn't die.

At the peak of the plum blossom village, Fei Fei shot her several times before falling off the cliff, and she fell in a pool of blood, like the wind probing her snort, thinking she was dead. When he finished sending the information and looked back, Zhuang Xiaoyue's "corpse" was gone. At that time, he guessed that Zhuang Xiaoyue might be pretending to be dead, she was seriously injured, but it was not fatal, first pretending to be dead and deceived Mo Rufeng, and then finding a place to hide.

But at that time, Mo Rufeng's mind was on finding right and wrong, and he couldn't care about looking for her.

I didn't expect to meet her here!

Since this group of people is with her, they are also good from time to time.

Mo Rufeng put away his binoculars and approached the big tree step by step, and when he reached the back of the big tree, the man was still unaware.

The man just bowed his head and ate dry food, where did he think that someone was approaching him? When he craned his neck to drink, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and then he fell to the ground silently.

"One!" Mo Rufeng said secretly in his heart.

Mo Rufeng quickly hid the man's body behind the grass, then pulled off his clothes and put it on himself, and picked up his hat from the ground and put it on his head.

After that, Mo Rufeng picked up the gun.

When he had done this, he leaned against the trunk of the tree and closed his eyes, knowing that no one would disturb him for at least three hours.

As expected, as expected, when it was close to two o'clock at one o'clock in the morning, the footsteps came from far and near.

Mo Rufeng opened his eyes, only to see a man scolding and scolding from the campfire, "It's so easy to fall asleep, and you have to come to change the guard, is it easy for Lao Tzu?" ”

The person walked up to Mo Rufeng, kicked Mo Rufeng with his feet, and leaned against the trunk next to Mo Rufeng, "Go back to sleep, Lao Tzu is here for you!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light passed through his throat, and then he watched Mo Rufeng stand up.

He tried to raise his hand, but he didn't have the strength to do so, and then his head tilted and he leaned against the tree.

"Two!" Mo Rufeng said to himself, slowly stood up, moved his hands and feet, and strode towards the bonfire.

The people around the campfire slept staggered, snoring one after another.

Mo Rufeng paused away from the campfire for a moment, then walked towards the rocks to the west.

The man who stood guard by the rock leaned against the rock, his gun in his arms.

Seeing Mo Rufeng walking towards him, he scolded in a low voice: "Why are you only here now?" Damn, I'm freezing to death! ”

Mo Rufeng hummed haha and approached him.

The guy didn't suspect it, and threw the gun at Mo Rufeng from a distance, and Mo Rufeng reached out to catch it.

At the moment when the two of them staggered, Mo Rufeng's body moved, and his right hand swept through the air like lightning, bringing up a faint sword light.

The blade of the dagger cut precisely through the man's throat.

"You—" The man stared, and only uttered one word for a long time.

Mo Rufeng reached out to support the man who was about to fall, and let him slowly lie down on the ground.

"Three!" Mo Rufeng whispered.

Mo Rufeng was about to walk back when a man came from the campfire.

It was too late to dodge, Mo Rufeng quickly moved the corpse into the grass, and then stood up.

"Why did you leave your post? You Longshuo people, your work is really irresponsible, why do you want to leave your post! The guy scolded in Japanese as he walked towards Mo Rufeng.

Mo Rufeng's heart stirred, this is a Weiss person.

"You Longshuo people just love to be careful! Can't you work 10 more minutes? Isn't it possible? The Vessian cursed in a low voice as he approached.

Mo Rufeng bowed slightly, "Hey Yi! ”

At the moment when the Weiss man hesitated, the dagger in Mo Rufeng's hand was like a poisonous snake, plunging into the Weiss man's abdomen, and almost at the same time, his left hand had already covered the man's mouth!

The body of the Vessian writhed violently like a snake, but it could not break free from the hands of the wind.

His struggles slowly subsided.

Mo Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief, drew his dagger, and pushed the corpse of the Vessian into the grass.

"Four!"