As soon as Nighthawk finished speaking, the team members hurriedly put their heads together. Everyone is used to it, and the next step of the nighthawk is to assign tasks, one by one with a rice-pecking chick, stretching out their heads and waiting for the master to scatter the rice.

Nighthawk smiled slightly: "Don't look at me like that, I only need two or three people." It's not about going to war, it's just going to explore a way with me. ”

That being said, no one wants to back down. looked at Nighthawk with a blank eye, which meant to say, "Your brother will order someone, and we won't fight." ”

Nighthawk looked at the people who were still sober, in fact, he already had a candidate in mind, and at this moment he was just informing everyone of their upcoming itinerary, so as not to find their whereabouts for unknown soldiers.

"Alright, Black Bear, Big Bull, Yaksha, you three come with me, and the rest stay put." Nighthawk said lightly, and then stood up. The gun, which has long been carried on his back. Fauber and a young man were also walking slowly towards them with bows and arrows on their backs, and it seemed that they had already been prepared.

The three people who were ordered whistled to get their weapons, and those who were not called watched helplessly at Nighthawk and his group. Until they disappeared into the depths of the jungle, the idle crowd had to turn their heads and continue to sleep. In fact, their wine has not woken up yet, and if they really go, it will probably only be a bad thing.

Only the only woman in the poppy talked and laughed with the two sisters of the fire warbler and the fire swallow, and talked about the shortcomings of the parents. It seems that no matter how powerful the special forces are, they still can't get rid of the nature of a woman after all.

Here, Fubo took the Nighthawk and his party through the mountains and mountains, walking basically on wild trails and inaccessible deep mountains and old forests. Occasionally, a lone wolf or two emerged from behind the tree, staring at the Tongling-like eyes with their mouths wide open, and looking viciously at the prey that dared to break into its territory.

But when the young man with Fauber took out his bow and arrows, revealing the cold and shining arrows. The lone wolf had no choice but to howl and flee with his tail between his legs. Nighthawk was amazed that even the uncivilized beast in the mountains could be so afraid, and could not help but look twice more at the arrow in the young man's hand.

Fu Bo Haha smiled and said, "This is my nephew Fuka, a famous archer in our clan. He said with a gloomy expression: "If his cousin, my son, is still alive." Then he shut up sadly, and without any more words, he took the lead and walked to the front.

Nighthawk wondered how she was so sad.

Fuka leaned over, his face was compassionate, and he said softly, "My cousin is the most powerful archer in the clan, and his archery is simply a divine skill. The old people said that he was the reincarnation of his ancestor Houyi, and once shot an arrow into the air, and dozens of birds fell down at once, which was simply appalling. It's a pity, in order to protect my sister-in-law, no matter how strong the arrow is, there is no one. ”

Fuqua said with great regret, as if he was very disdainful of his current title of number one. I yearn for my cousin who died early, and my admiration for him is indescribable.

The Nighthawks can be described as shocked, an arrow hit dozens of birds, even if the birds flew by, it was impossible to be so powerful. This person is no longer human, is he an arrow god? The black bear even snapped his fingers and kept counting, counting several times and not coming up with a way, but making his head bigger.

"And he's in that jungle too? Is your head hanging on that tree? Nighthawk couldn't help but ask anxiously, such a powerful person, he was very concerned about his whereabouts.

"No, he's not there." Fuca shook his head with difficulty, and said even more regretfully: "This is also because of the uncle's sadness, he didn't even find the corpse, and his bones are gone." ”

Nighthawk and the others also felt sorry for a while, such a powerful archer died like this, it was really a bit too worthless.

What happened to them strengthened Nighthawk's determination to kill the Poison King, this kind of person who kills innocents indiscriminately for his own selfish desires, he must be eradicated, and what is even more hateful is that he is still the biggest drug dealer.

Drug dealers, that's a pain in Nighthawk's heart that can never be erased.

Between the rugged mountain roads, the small team is like ants on the ground. Half-concealed and half-closed, at last at ten o'clock in the middle of the day, they came not far from the col.

"I guess there's going to be a dark whistle ahead. Be careful, everyone. Fu Bo, who had never spoken all the way, suddenly opened his mouth with a solemn face at this time to remind everyone.

Nighthawk winked at the bull, who picked up the light machine gun that he had changed out of the house, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Nighthawk explained to the bewildered Fauber, "This is the habit of our special forces, and he went to scout and find his way. Find out the location of all the sentries for us, so that we don't rush to the past and run into danger. ”

Fauber nodded suddenly and said, "This is a good way, just like when we hunt, we have to send someone to see where the prey is, and then everyone will surround it together when we know the place." ”

Nighthawk listened to Fauber's words, and was embarrassed to refute, so he had to say haha: "Yes, yes, everything in the world is the same. The ancients fought wars, didn't they also learn a lot from wolves? ”

Nighthawk and Fu Boke were in a trap, and the big bull over there had already rushed back, and said with a mocking face: "A few little scraps, guarding under a big tree, are talking nonsense." They probably had just eaten and looked drowsy. ”

Then he made a gesture and said, "Do you want to do them?" ”

Looking at the murderous bull, Nighthawk shook his head: "Don't startle the snake, we are here to explore the way, not to kill." Don't worry, what you will kill in the future is not for a while. ”

Da Niu was a little disappointed, but since Nighthawk had spoken, he had no choice but to give up. The black bear was very puzzled on the side, wondering why the bull was so easy to kill, and what kind of things could make a person become like a demon and take pleasure in harvesting people's lives. He decided that when this operation was over, he would definitely ask Da Niu carefully, he couldn't be so perverted for the rest of his life.

The crowd quietly marched forward again, under the leadership of the big bull. Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to see five soldiers sleeping with their guns on their backs against the tree. Two of the guys had a large area of saliva on their chests, and it looked like it was quite disgusting.

Since they were asleep, it saved Nighthawk a lot of trouble. Everyone cautiously walked around the side, and the five people who were sleeping like dead pigs didn't even notice a group of people twisting their bodies in front of them and swaggering through the market.

After these guards, several sets of secret posts were also found in front of them. Nighthawk thought, it seems that the defense here is still very tight, and the poison king cares about this place very much.

It's a pity that the top is nervous, but the bottom doesn't take it seriously. Along the way, I encountered 6 groups of secret sentinels, each with at least 5 people. The largest group turned out to be 11, which is equivalent to a class.

But without exception, they are not sleeping, enjoying the midday sun. It is to brag about the mountain, and blow one to death. The spitting stars were almost catching up with the speed of the bullets, and no one even looked up, and at most ten meters around them, a group of people was quietly walking by.

Even so, Nighthawk was shocked. This is still on the mountainside, and the Poison King has arranged so many people, you can imagine how important this place is to him, and I don't know how many teams there are below, maybe more than Fu Bo described.

However, it also proves that the plan he chose is completely correct and feasible. Hehe, Poison King, since you care so much about this, then I will turn the world upside down for you, so that you can't live in peace even if you want to.

After another journey, the further I went, the more posts there were, and the closer they were. Fauber waved his hand, stopping the crowd and turning to look at Nighthawk.

"Let's go up the hill, it's too dangerous here, and it's the same from the mountain."

Nighthawk nodded, he had a military high-powered telescope, even if he stood on the top of the hill and wanted to see the distribution of guards below, it would be a piece of cake.

Nighthawk whistled, called back the bull who was still exploring the way ahead, and followed Fauber towards the mountainside.

Fortunately, they only encountered a small group of soldiers, and it is estimated that even the guards did not want to come. In the wilderness, in the mountains, everywhere there is primeval shrub and jungle, where will anyone come. Although it was already afternoon, the soldiers here were still lying on their backs and falling asleep.

Nighthawk walked past them, and followed Faber quickly up the hill, turning a few corners, and finally, Fauber chose a flat place with a good terrain and a view of the col.

"The terrain here is good, everyone lie down and be careful to be seen by the doglegs below." Fauber nervously lay down, his head stuck out of the cliff, and watched the crowd of people hurrying back and forth in the col without blinking, his teeth rattling unconsciously, obviously angry, and his eyes were red when he saw the enemy.

Needless to say, a special warfare master like Nighthawk has already fallen on the spot. I took out the high-powered binoculars in my backpack and carefully observed the situation in the mountain col.

The entire col is in the shape of a gourd, and there is only one road in and out. The mouth of the gourd, which can be used by two trucks in parallel, is equipped with a high watchtower and a roadcar, and it is very well defended. In the middle of the col, it is extremely wide, and rows of barracks and public lofts are built along the mountain, occupying a large area.

The col is crowded with people, there are guards who come and go looking for shuttles, there are busy workers, and there are trucks flowing through it, so there is a busy atmosphere of production.

With a cursory observation, Nighthawk had a point in his heart. Fauber's calculations must have been wrong, and judging by the size of the barracks below and the size of the dwellings, there were about 2,000 men stationed here.

Nighthawk wiped the cold sweat from his head, but it's no wonder that in such a strategical place, it makes sense for the Poison King to spend a little more money, and the ambiguity can be glimpsed from the guards along the way.

Nighthawk, who had a general understanding of the firepower configuration and personnel distribution, pulled Che Fubo's sleeve and whispered: "Wait until it gets dark, we are withdrawing, there are too many people during the day, and I also want to see their deployment at night." ”

Fauber nodded, and everyone lay quietly in the green grass, slowly waiting for the night to come.