Lin Zifeng knew very well in his heart that the warlord guards behind him could no longer look at the hungry people with the eyes of the hungry people, and their heavy armor and equipment could no longer be ignored.

The armament in this coastal area is more advanced than that of the interior of Somalia, because between Europe and South America, there are often arms purchase transactions between warlords and warlords, and those pirates who rob sometimes block one ship for the first time.

And this kind of freighter often carries chariots or warplanes purchased by a certain warlord for strategic defense or deterrence, and for this kind of high-end weapons that the other party may not be willing to sell if they give more money, the surname price ratio is far greater than the extortion of a huge ransom.

These weapons that can increase the strength of the army, the leaders of the various warlords are naturally very popular, and the pirates can exchange the rich land and population from the warlords, and extend their strategic depth at sea.

"Collusion of interests" is everywhere, and between land and sea is no exception, warlords cannot only be landlubbers and not go to sea, and pirates cannot only be water ducks without going ashore, and when the contradictions are irreconcilable, they have to fight vigorously.

In the low woods behind him, countless spotlights were already shining in, and those menacing guys, carrying machine gunners, drove two tanks to the edge of the woods.

They naturally knew that the mud and sand in the woods were weak, and the armored vehicles were easy to fall into it and break down, but why did they still press step by step, Lin Zifeng and his right hand, which was already covered with mud and water, looked back at each other, and swallowed a stream of saliva in unison.

At this moment, the two guessed almost at the same time that there was a high-end night vision tracking instrument on the tank, and they didn't need to press Lin Zifeng and the butt of his right hand, and the shell that locked on the target was far faster and more effective than the track.

"Boom" the tank car with a barrel obliquely supported, just like the metal warriors in the Transformers, a pair of radar guides that look like big horns suddenly appeared on the left and right wings, the body shrank back, and a stream of flames burst out.

Lin Zifeng and his right hand knelt and squatted in the recess of the mud pit, his back pressed against the trunk to cover himself, the big puddle between the two of them, a loud bang exploded into the sky, countless mud spots and water droplets were like stones, crashing into the two of them, although they were separated by clothes, but they also felt pain.

The warlord guards on the two tanks, beating the machine guns like fire dragons, did not hesitate at the moment, as if they had forgotten that saving one bullet could be exchanged for multiple bags of bread,

Grabbing the gap between the cannonballs with his right hand, he jumped into a shallow ditch, crackling and kicking his feet, and crawled in the direction of ten o'clock, Lin Zifeng followed closely behind,

At this time, neither of them dared to squat and run anymore, so they could only melt their bodies into the muddy water soup, and by lowering the temperature of their bodies, they quickly disappeared on the enemy's thermal conductivity locking instrument.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, as if several warlord infantry had rushed into the forest, they were relying on the cover of the tank to chase Lin Zifeng and his right hand, and at this time, the killer Jiao no longer knew where to hide, maybe he was squatting somewhere, waiting for Lin Zifeng and his right hand to collide, and then unceremoniously gave the two of them two shots,

Presumably, the killer Jiao has bypassed the fishing village, and at this time, he will either take advantage of the chaos to ambush Lin Zifeng and his right hand, or cross the river, Lin Zifeng can't help but be anxious.

If it were normal times, those thin black guards dared to chase after them so recklessly, Lin Zifeng would definitely rush out and fly their skulls in less than a minute, but not now, I don't know the specific location of the killer Jiao, Lin Zifeng didn't dare to rush out,

Everyone knows in their hearts that as long as Lin Zifeng or his right hand hits a line of fire in the black woods, the shells of the enemy's tank vehicles will come immediately, and the barrels of the guns will hit the flesh people, and there is no need to hit them accurately from point to point, and the explosion will lift people into the sky and tear them apart.

The body was soaked in the mud, no matter how fast the limbs crawled, the speed could not be raised, and the few guys holding the Aka rifles had already searched for it by jumping up,

Turning up his upper lip, his lower lip wrapped around his front teeth, using the gap to spew out airflow, making a few subtle mouse calls, signaling his right hand not to run anymore, thinking of killing these stunned blues who were pulling their hind legs,

The right hand immediately realized, and the two of them quickly took off the backpack on their backs, and swept into the depths of the mud forest, and then both lay flat on the mud, shaking and twisting their bodies, causing their bodies to gradually sink, and finally only a thin face was exposed on the surface.

The whole world fell silent in an instant, and because his ears were already buried in the mud, he could only hear his own dull chest, and a heart was pounding.

Lin Zifeng squeezed his eyes hard, so that the muddy water beads stuck to his eyelashes slipped down the corners of his eyes, not blocking his vision,

Above the forehead, through the canopy of the forest, I vaguely saw a few stars that were about to fade, and in the ears and eyes, muddy water was flowing down the ear canal, gurgling to the eardrums.

The warlord guards with rifles had already stumbled over, and not far from Lin Zifeng, they seemed to pause for a while, muttering a few words that Lin Zifeng didn't understand the native language, and then they dispersed, lengthening the distance between each other, and continued to search in a net-like pattern.

One of the guys actually giggled quietly, as if Lin Zifeng and his right hand were playing a game of hide and seek with them.

Holding his breath, he continued to lie in the mud and wait, and in less than half a minute, he felt a slender and swaying shadow, like a chainsaw, cut through Lin Zifeng's chest,

With the bodies of these guys, as a heat source of confusion, the tanks outside the mud forest will no longer bomb for the time being, and Lin Zifeng and his right hand will also temporarily get rid of this kind of artillery barrel bombardment that is not reliable but will kill people.

A short and thin guard, swaying his head from side to side, bowed down and walked not far above Lin Zifeng's head, he was looking for the position where he was hiding on his right hand,

It seems that these guys still can't figure out the situation, they don't know what kind of danger and horror it is to get close to Lin Zifeng and his right hand, and they must mistakenly think that the people who were pushed back into the mud forest by machine guns and tanks are at best villagers seeking revenge nearby.

These warlord guards often go to the surrounding villages to steal food and women, and inevitably beat other people's parents and brothers and sisters to death in disputes.

In less than ten seconds, the short and thin black shadow had stepped on the right hand lying in the mud, and at this moment, the right hand was like a wild crocodile hunting in the mud with its mouth wide open.

The unlucky little monkey soldier, the shock all over his body has not yet shaken out, only to hear the snap of his right hand and left hand, pinching the person's right arm, the iron claw-like five fingers, only a little force to pull down, the enemy can not hold the rifle, the person also hurt so that the center of gravity collapsed,

"Squeak." With a short and crisp sound, the sharp dagger held in the right hand and left hand had already poked through the jaw of this short and thin monkey soldier, and the tip of the knife pierced straight to the back of the nose.

This method of murder is not only cruel but also exquisite, and the throat of the slaughtered is broken before he can cry out, and he cannot cry out in pain when he dies.

The hot blood flowed down the wrist of the knife in his right hand and into the sleeve of his shirt, and this terrible fellow, as if bathed in warmth, breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Zifeng knew that this reaction of his right hand was not releasing pressure, and these few minions did not put pressure on him at all.

The sullen breath expressed by his right hand may be because he was suffocating the mud, or maybe he was angry that the killer Jiao had caused him trouble, and he actually plotted against himself, or even if he killed a person like this, it was tasteless and boring to kill.

The guard, who was about to raise his foot and step on Lin Zifeng's chest, saw that his accomplice died in the blink of an eye on his right hand, and was busy raising his rifle to shoot there, Lin Zifeng raised his arm vigorously, and his left index finger stuck behind his trigger, so that he could not fire the rifle,

At the same time, his right hand grabbed the man's throat, threw him to the right, and pressed him into the mud.

This guy's body is also dry and thin, and the feeling of grasping it in his hand is like a small bundle of straw, his head stuck in the mud, constantly choking bubbles, and his exposed limbs writhing and struggling in pain,

Lin Zifeng only felt that the inside of one of his thighs was pinching the other party's fingers cramping due to suffocation, but Lin Zifeng still pressed the other party's head deep into the mud.

Originally, Lin Zifeng could crush his Adam's apple, because most of these people's ** are more fragile than ordinary people, after all, they have suffered from hunger for a long time, if it comes to hand-to-hand combat ability, compared with Lin Zifeng, who has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, it is simply negligible.

But the moment he pressed him into the mud, Lin Zifeng had vaguely felt that his opponent was like a little black boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, his thin limbs, the strength of the struggle was getting weaker and weaker, and the little hand that grabbed Lin Zifeng's thigh was grasping, and there was also obvious bruising under the nail cover.

The rest of the guards did not find Lin Zifeng and his right hand, they were still searching deep in the mud forest, after all, these people were not the target this time, nor were they the enemies who had to be shot, as long as they got rid of it,

The boy who was pinched under the mud by Lin Zifeng's one hand had turned from struggle to convulsions, seeing that he was about to die, Lin Zifeng lifted his right hand suddenly, and dragged him out of the mud like a big radish.

At the same time, he picked off the sludge in his mouth and pushed it under the tree on the side, but his rifle was thrown into the muddy ditch by Lin Zifeng, and the bottom was gone, the sixteen-year-old grade was indeed very young, when Lin Zifeng was sixteen years old, he was still in the killer training camp for inhumane killer training, and he had to kill his companions every day to get the qualification to live,

The right hand had already picked up the package thrown in the distance, holding the rifle and chasing it in the direction of half past ten, Lin Zifeng did not dare to slack off, picked up his backpack, and ran forward quickly, what he was most afraid of at this time was that the killer Jiao had already swam across the river, Lin Zifeng and his right hand came all the way to estimate that they would pounce in the air.

Shen Yi ran out of the woods, and on the rushing river, there was already a silk-like morning light, holding a sniper rifle in his right hand, he quickly climbed a tall tree, and used a telescope to look at the opposite side of the riverbank, while Lin Zifeng squatted under the tree, alert to the surrounding situation,

On the tip of the forehead, the muddy muddy water continued to flow down, and the river on the opposite bank gradually reflected a golden yellow light, and the flesh-red morning sun also rose from the east of the woods.

The grove was full of palm trees and shrubs, and the long, wide, small, dense leaves made the whole grove so dense that the human eye could not see too deep.

If the killer Jiao ran into the woods, Lin Zifeng and his right hand would have to quickly climb to the top of the valley in the west, and snipe him condescendingly with the sniper rifle in his right hand; If he didn't run away, but hid in the woods and disguised, Lin Zifeng and his right hand would not dare to cross the river riskily, and the killer Jiao's cold gun would take the lives of the two in an instant.

Time is not a way to go, the right hand lying on another tree, suddenly fired a shot at the opposite bank, with a muffled bang, a white line of fire into the opposite woods, and almost at the same time, the opposite bank also slammed a muffled sound, hitting a line of fire at the canopy where the right hand was hiding,

The right hand was like a sparrow whose head had been shattered by a slingshot, and it fell vertically from a tall tree, and its body slapped firmly on the grass.

Lin Zifeng's heart sank violently, thinking badly, it seems that his right hand must have hit the bait arranged by the killer Jiao, only to be seduced by the other party, and the killer Jiao who was ambushed on the side was instantly hit, it is the most tricky to deal with this kind of opponent who is good at arranging traps and bait, he is not like those killers of the six-style legion, he is completely fighting with strength,

When Lin Zifeng retracted his binoculars and grabbed the heavy pistols on both sides of his thigh, in the canopy of the big tree where the gunshots rang out on the other side, the ambushers had already run away, leaving only the swaying trunks and the leaves after the bullets were swaying.

Lin Zifeng's forehead instantly rolled a bead of sweat, the other party was worthy of being the subordinate of the Yaksha King, and now he can get Du Tianxing's attention, thinking that he is excellent in all aspects, his attack is really weird, his right hand, which has always been cautious and refined, was shot down by him in an instant, if Lin Zifeng uses conventional tactics with him, he will inevitably die under his gun,

The canopy of this tree where Lin Zifeng was squatting was very dense, a hundred meters away from the position of his right hand, and the killer Jiao, who was hidden in the woods on the opposite bank, must be scanning in the direction of Lin Zifeng with his sniper scope hole at this time,

Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng immediately lowered his center of gravity, his chest was attached to the thick trunk, and he didn't dare to move again, the strength of the opponent, and the fierce opponent Lin Zifeng encountered in the past, are no longer at all the same level, this guy can hardly see the flaws, and the kind of flaws that seem to be there are most likely to be a kind of lure traps, otherwise, with the actual combat experience of the right hand, how could he shoot in such a hurry,

After a full hour, Lin Zifeng dared to slightly pick up the telescope under his chin and peek at the corpse in his right hand.

Under the big tree where his right hand was shot down, there were dense aquatic weeds, Lin Zifeng couldn't see his body buried in the grass, only a pair of soles wearing leather boots, which were faintly blocked by aquatic plants.

The killer on the other side, after shooting down his right hand, didn't shoot his corpse a few more times, one was that the grass blocked the other party's view, and the other was that the other party was also on guard against another cold gun.

Actually, Lin Zifeng doesn't know now, whether the killer Jiao knows that he has encountered two killers, if he knows, he must kill Lin Zifeng, otherwise this person will not give up.

After another hour, the flesh-red morning sun had become dazzling, but fortunately, the angle of illumination was diagonally inserted to the opposite bank, so that the opponent's sniper scope could easily shine brightly, revealing the identity of the pretender, but how could the killer Jiao make such a low-level and fatal mistake,

Lin Zifeng is even more unclear, how many auxiliary killers are left in Killer Jiao, if it is two or more, once Lin Zifeng shoots one of them, if the other guy is Killer Jiao himself, he can shoot bullets at Lin Zifeng in just three seconds, and the probability of hitting the vital point is very high.

The other party's bullet is no longer the iron bone flow of the three-legged cat cultivated by Lin Zifeng can resist, the weapon he uses is very lethal, except for the six-style cultivator who specializes in iron bone flow like Feng Ke, when others see him, they can only dodge.

The body of his right hand can't just be thrown in the wilderness, Lin Zifeng has to stay up until dark, carry him back to the small pickup, and find a proper place to bury him, after all, if there is no him, Lin Zifeng will not come over so smoothly this way, but without the intelligence network of his right hand in the future, Lin Zifeng will have to struggle step by step.

Approaching the morning, the sun completely exposed the spicy nature, exposing everything without tolerance, Lin Zifeng's body lying on the trunk of the tree was soaked with sweat, and the pair of feet in his right hand were still hanging motionless in the grass.

The kettle was behind Lin Zifeng, his throat was dry and he was about to smoke, but he didn't dare to turn around and take water to drink.

The Shabelle River is very wide and straight, the water flow is extremely turbulent, and the blood in Lin Zifeng's brain, just like this rushing river, is also playing countless whirlpools.

This is the most difficult fight he has faced since he stepped into Somalia, until now, Lin Zifeng has never had a chance to see the figure of the killer Jiao, let alone his appearance and strange tricks,

"Bang", just as Lin Zifeng was lying on the tree sweating and being terrified, the top of the valley in the northwest direction suddenly laid a dry white and slender line of fire, like a sharp sword poked into the crown of a large tree on the opposite bank.

Seeing that in the thick branches, a corpse fell on the spot, Lin Zifeng hurriedly raised the telescope and used the mirror hole to peek into the valley where the gun was fired.

A little girl wearing a wolf hat poked her head in the direction of Lin Zifeng, and she had already aimed her black muzzle at Lin Zifeng.

"Sea sand." Seeing this person, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but suffocate,

"Didn't you let him recuperate in the hotel, when did he actually come here?" Lin Zifeng couldn't help but say in his heart that the killer Jiao is not an ordinary person, Haisha's actual combat experience is insufficient, Lin Zifeng is very worried about Haisha's safety,

Haisha knew that Lin Zifeng was looking at her now, so his index finger and middle finger pointed to his eyes, and stabbed the woods on Lin Zifeng's side twice, his thumb and the other four fingers in a circle,

Haisha's meaning is very clear, she is telling me that the guy she shot down from the tree just now is not the killer Jiao, but the real killer Jiao is hiding in the forest behind Lin Zifeng.

The strangeness and adventure of the killer Jiao couldn't help but amaze Lin Zifeng, he heard that Lin Zifeng and his right hand were dragged by the fierce fire of the warlord guards, so he instructed the two deputies to swim to the opposite bank in advance and shoot at Lin Zifeng and his right hand across the river.

This is bound to create a kind of smokescreen between the two sides, and the killer Jiao himself actually latent behind Lin Zifeng and his right hand, could it be that guy who wants to hold a dagger and secretly climb a tree from behind to kill himself alive, he is actually sure that he can beat Lin Zifeng in terms of physical skills,

Thinking of this, it makes people shudder, Lin Zifeng's backbone, I don't know when a row of cold sweat oozed out, those warlord guards who rushed into the mud forest to search at night thought that they had been called back by the killer, otherwise, he didn't dare to sneak into Lin Zifeng's rear,

Behind Lin Zifeng are all big trees of the same height, densely covered along the riverbank, and the killer Jiao at this time may not know which lush canopy he is lurking in, waiting for an opportunity to hunt Lin Zifeng,