The dense primeval forest has always been a paradise for special forces, as long as the special forces enter the primeval forest, even if they only have ten people, they can still deal with one regiment of the other side.

There are inexhaustible ingredients here, and there are unique hidden things. They can disguise themselves in any form and hide quietly in the path of the enemy. Watch as those dazed people walk past the tip of their swords, but they are in the shadows and ready to harvest the lives of their enemies.

So as long as they go into the jungle, especially in the tropical jungles of South America, no one wants to track the special forces. Even with advanced equipment and technology, tracking special forces in the primeval jungle where there is no road is completely dead.

About ten minutes after the cold wind had run, a black head emerged from the jungle. His entire face was painted pale black, similar to the color of the surrounding tree trunks. If it weren't for the movement of his head, he wouldn't have noticed that it was a human head.

He cautiously watched his surroundings, the disguised muzzle of the gun swaying with his gaze. This is a true professional soldier, and while he has a gun in one hand, his other hand is ready to grab his spare weapon whenever necessary.

"Safe, that guy is gone." The black head jerked out of the bushes, and even though he knew it was safe, he still rolled around on the ground, raising his gun and aiming nervously around.

Behind him, more than a dozen people came out one after another, and there were thirteen of them. With the black head from before, there are a total of fourteen professional soldiers here.

Their disguise was identical, with a simple turban or soft hat replacing a heavy steel helmet. In the primeval forest, the easier the load, the better, so that they can find enemies with minimal physical cost.

Half of the fourteen men were scattered in different positions, looking around cautiously. The rest of the people crouched around a man with a floppy hat and black sunglasses next to the python that had been cut through its abdomen.

"The blood hasn't clotted yet, so it should have just walked away." The man with the soft hat who was obviously the leader of this group of people snorted coldly: "You can still escape in this situation, you really can't underestimate him." ”

"Captain, that guy killed five of our brothers and ran away. Seeing him pretend to be pitiful, but the kung fu under his hands is all ruthless, and the brothers have never seen that kind of murderous method. A black soldier next to him reminded in a whisper, his fist creaking, obviously he didn't have a good attitude towards the cold wind.

The captain snorted coldly: "He's a spy and a killer. It has long been said above, be careful of him. But Jack didn't care at all, and they deserved to die. Seeing that the others stopped talking, the captain slowly stood up, his face revealing a thick murderous aura: "But now you should know how powerful the opponent is, right?" Cheer up all your spirits to catch that guy before the other search teams catch him, we're shameful enough. I don't want to be home for Christmas, so hurry up and catch that hapless guy. ”

"Yes!" The soldiers around him let out a low cheer, and everyone expressed great excitement. Because catching the cold wind not only regained the lost face, but also a generous bonus, which was enough for them to live happily for the rest of their lives.

It was still the black head from before who led the team, and the soldiers searched forward according to the special search formation. Traces began to appear from time to time along the way, and they were very obvious, apparently left by the cold wind.

Animals can't leave such traces, some places seem to have been touched, some places seem like someone has stepped on a small branch, and some places look like someone has walked through. Obviously, the person they were tracking should be extremely tired.

"He hadn't slept for three days, and he had just escaped death from the mouth of the python. Intelligence says he hasn't had any training in the jungle, and it seems that he was injured in a fight with a python, which is why he left so many marks. The captain smiled confidently.

For the previous three days, they had followed the cold wind all the way. Although Leng Feng deliberately concealed his traces during the escape, for the jungle veteran special forces, what he did was simply pediatric. As long as there are special forces with a brain, they can track the cold wind, and the distance between them has been getting shorter and shorter in the past three days, which is very important to prove that the cold wind really has no experience in the jungle.

Now it seems that the unlucky spy is not far ahead, although it took a lot of time, but in the end, the special team led by the captain caught the spy. They will receive at least a generous bonus each, as well as a pleasant holiday.

Thinking of this, the captain couldn't help but speed up the team's march. They were like a sharp sword at the moment, shooting at the fleeing spies.

Rumble! The explosion shattered everyone's dreams, and the special forces lay down at the first time, nervously scanning in different directions.

In front, the two sharp soldiers who rushed to the front had been completely scrapped, and half of their bodies were blown up. The black head who had been exploring his way was lucky, he had only two legs blown off, and he was moaning in a pool of blood.

"Go, drag that damn bastard back for me, or he'll bleed to death." The captain waved viciously behind him, and immediately two special forces lowered their bodies and slowly crawled towards the black head with broken legs.

The rest of the men scattered to cover for the two of them, their eyes full of nervousness, wondering why the person they were chasing had changed from prey to trapping the prey.

"Got you." The two special forces who went to save the black head grabbed the collar of the black head tightly, dragging the black head back with a scream like killing a pig.

In order to avoid the possibility that the other party was aiming a gun at them somewhere, all three of them kept their bodies on the ground, trying not to raise their bodies. In the dense forest, as long as the body is close to the ground, the opponent's vision will be blocked by the dense jungle, which is a principle that the special forces all know.

Suddenly, there was a muffled bang, followed by the painful cries of three people. Just a moment later, a qiē returned to tranquility, and the whole forest was a little quiet and terrifying.

The captain's eyes looked straight at the place where the three people disappeared, and the dust was flying, and the three people actually fell into a pit. The captain could imagine that there must have been sharpened wood in that pit, so the three of them were silent the moment they fell, and they must have been poked into a sieve by the wood.

The captain slammed the ground hard, and in an instant he lost five of his men. The opponent is so cunning that it is simply impossible to defend against it.

"Gravity bombs, if you walk over alone, you won't have anything, and if the person who follows you increases, it will detonate the bomb. This is a bomb for the infantry, damn the Mi Guoyan, they have researched it. The captain looked at the wreckage of the bomb and threw it aside with a curse in his mouth.

"Then this trap is also a truth, right?" A soldier next to him asked.

"Yes!" The captain reluctantly agreed, and at the same time said to his companions with a very embarrassed face: "You have seen that the person we are tracking is not an antelope, nor is it a cute little white rabbit. He's a cunning killer who can kill us at any moment. Although we are the bosses of the jungle, we are a killer of our lives, and no one can underestimate him. ”

Seeing that the rest of the people were nodding, the captain's heart relaxed slightly. They are the most secret special forces in country Y, and they do not have a number and no army number. They are the strongest in the world, comparable to the strength of any special forces force in the world. If the people here are serious, then the escaping spies have no chance.

"Now two by two cover forward, gentlemen, whether you can go home with the money depends on your table below." The captain gave the soldiers a thumbs up, their eyes full of encouragement.

There were eight more of them, and another sniper was protecting them from a distance. The captain made a battle gesture and ordered the four men in front of him to search and advance first.

"Sniper, cover us!" The captain whispered into the headset.

"Understood, cover now begins." There was a voice in the headset, but the captain was stunned at this time, because the voice from the headset was too unfamiliar.

Bang, bang, bang......... The four gunshots were almost linked, and the four special forces who had just searched less than ten meters forward flew out in no particular order, and the powerful power of the sniper rifle penetrated their bodies while also leaving them off the ground.

"In the back!" The captain roared and turned his head, his blood-red eyes staring straight at the place where the gun had fired. The other three did not hesitate at all, and they followed the captain to shoot fiercely at the place where the gun rang out.

The broken leaves seemed to be raining one after another, and countless broken branches flew among the leaves. But the spy didn't see anything, and until the four special forces had exhausted the bullets in the magazine, they still didn't see anyone.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, there is a kind of you coming out." The captain had lost his mind, there was not a single bullet in the magazine, but he was still desperately pulling the trigger.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a ghost-like voice sounded from his side, and before the captain could turn around, three crisp gunshots rang out at close range.

The last three of his men were shot in the head with a pistol at close range, and blood was spilled all over his face, mixed with a white gooey substance, so that the captain never dared to move again.

A military pistol was held to the captain's head, and no one knew how the spy did it. He is more like the master of this jungle than the special forces, or rather he is a ghost himself, floating here and there, and simply elusive.

Leng Feng looked at the captain who was extremely nervous, and said with a smile: "Remember, next time, don't chase a real king so tightly, you will die." ”

The captain nodded vigorously, but then there was an extra bullet hole in his head.

Leng Feng looked at the weakly collapsed body of the captain of the special forces, and smiled: "Of course, this punishment is still needed." ”

The sky is starting to get overcast, and the rainforest weather is always so abnormal.

Leng Feng raised his head, felt the wind blowing by him, and sighed, "It seems that we are going to find a new buyer again." ”