Chapter 42: Strangulation

The cave is located halfway up the mountain, looming in the grass. If you don't pay attention. It is possible to walk through the bottom without knowing the mystery above your head.

Nighthawk watched back and forth. Looking up, after a defensive offensive piled up with a row of sandbags, five guards and guys in camouflage uniforms were laughing and laughing. With a cigarette in his mouth, he was so engrossed that he didn't know what to discuss, so he didn't even look out.

The guns of this group did not know where they had been lost, and their hands were empty. The nighthawk who looked up couldn't see clearly, and his function was probably resting under his feet.

Behind the guards, a small wooden hut that looked like a sentry post stood right in the way of the entrance to the cave. The distance between him and the guards in front of the cave is about five or six meters at most. But the four people inside are no better, and they are playing cards at the moment, which is no better than these guards outside.

Nighthawk turned his head, stared at Yaksha and the mine, and said in a stern tone, "Okay? ”

Yaksha smiled nonchalantly and pulled the bolt, "Captain, are you kidding us?" We'll leave this little thing to us. The monkey and that kid can do it lightly, we still need to say it! The mine didn't say anything, and looked at the nighthawk fixedly. That means, I'm ready.

"Okay, Mengfei, go up and help. You and the mines solve the first five. In the small house. Nighthawk smiled and patted the expectant Yaksha: "I'll leave it to you kid, be clean, don't keep your tail." ”

"Don't worry." The three of them rushed out with a confident face, without a trace of hesitation.

The trail is winding but not twisty, and the width is so wide that even a heavy truck is perfectly fine.

The road was simply excavated from the mountain, and instead of asphalt, it was sprinkled with a thick layer of stones to make it easier for people and cars to get around.

Although the stones are good, they resist the mud. The stones that can be rolled constantly will make people make different sounds when walking.

But this is not difficult for Yaksha, these ace special forces. The three of them walked on the mountain road where ordinary people could not control their voices in all difficulties. Like three agile cheetahs, fast and light, although the wind is howling, there is no sound under the feet.

Seeing the white rain in the shrubs under the mountain, the three of them admired it in their hearts. Only from this detail did I know how far away I was from the real special forces. I can't help but feel that we must surpass these predecessors.

From the bottom up, it saved the three Yaksha a lot of trouble. The guards who were focused on chatting didn't poke their heads out at all, bothering to see if anyone would come up up the mountain path beneath their feet. Their hopes were all on the four secret guards in the trees at the foot of the mountain. If there is no warning, why should I abolish that god?

As if they were growing on the ground, the three Yaksha quietly clinged to the mountain path less than two meters from the sandbags. Even at this time, the guard's mouth was chirping, like the laughter of birds, and he could distinguish it word for word.

Yaksha lifted his head slightly, and shrank back sharply. Raising his right hand, he made a fighting gesture to the two mines calmly and forcefully.

The mine nodded slightly, calm and composed, even a little terrifying, and exuded a murderous aura all over his body. and Mengfei's murderous aura collided with each other. The two glanced at each other, and they could see the coldness in each other's eyes. This is ruthlessness towards the enemy, killing with one blow. It is also the greatest tenderness for the safety of one's comrades-in-arms.

No waiting, no greetings. The landmine and Mengfei tacitly agreed that they bounced up and flew out at almost the same time. There was no gun, and the gun was still quietly carried on his back. The cold light in his hand was a sharp saber.

Since Fuso, hand-to-hand combat and the use of swords have become subjects that Nighthawk will teach everyone in their spare time. For Nighthawk's sword skills and martial arts, everyone can see it, and it can be said that it is a master and a master.

So what Nighthawk says, everyone listens to, and what Nighthawk teaches, everyone does. Over the course of a year, almost all of the veterans have now become masters of knives. Although it is not a tenth of the Nighthawk's, looking at the entire special forces, no one can be their opponent anymore.

Mines and Dream Fly are like goshawks, flying down in the air, claws and steel hooks. The two knives in his hand crossed a beautiful arc in front of him, and the four blood lines danced in the wind in an instant, which was extremely gorgeous.

As soon as their feet hit the ground, the dagger plunged into the chest of the last man at the same time. It was only then that the man who had been thrust the blade into his chest reacted. But before he could open his mouth in astonishment, he fell heavily with a look of panic and confusion, fluttered a few times, and never moved again.

Almost at the same time as the two landmines flew to the ground. At the same moment, Yaksha also crossed the sandbag, holding a pistol with a muffler installed, and fired four shots in a row in a wild run. Killing the four guards who were playing cards with lightning speed, the speed of the action was almost twice as fierce as when he was in Fuso.

When all four of them were on the table, Yaksha rushed to the edge of the wooden house. The mines behind the Yaksha and Mengfei stuck out their tongues, and said in their hearts, when did this guy become so powerful, it was just terrible.

In fact, they didn't know how much sweat Nighthawk had poured on them. In order to improve their strength, Nighthawk tirelessly cultivates their individual skills over and over again.

Nighthawk may not be good at it in other ways, but when it comes to solo combat, or melee combat under 50. Whether it is a gun or a fist, it can be said that no one can match it, at least in the world of special forces, he is already the best.

After more than a year of intensive training for Nighthawk, the veteran players have already undergone earth-shaking changes. This can be seen from the fact that the monkey was able to kill four dark sentinels silently. For these defenseless second-rate armies, the Yaksha is even less of a problem.

The mines whistled and told the nightjars that they could come up. By the time Nighthawk arrived at the entrance of the cave with his whole team, the three Yaksha had already figured out the inside and outside situation, and were quietly waiting for them at the entrance of the cave.

It was the first time for Bai Yu and the three of them to see a dead body so closely. The red blood lined the dead corpse's big eyes because of unwillingness, as if the ghost was about to fight back.

"Wow!" The three of them squatted on the side of the mountain road and vomited wildly, their stomachs turned over and over, and they were extremely uncomfortable. After vomiting for a long time and wiping the falling tears, the three of them finally stood firm.

"You three eggs, and you didn't ask you to have intimate contact with them, what is there to vomit. Look at the four on the table in front of you, the brains are all out, and the paste is all over the ground, which is even more disgusting than this. Da Niu said mockingly.

"Wow!" There was another upheaval, and the three recruits almost vomited all their bile. I couldn't vomit anything, so I kept spitting out, and finally my mouth was full of sour taste before I finally stopped vomiting.

The three of them glared at the big cow hatefully, thinking that you really can't open which pot to mention, it seems that you have a mouth. Da Niu hummed a small tune and turned his head unconcernedly.

Nighthawk shook his head, he had already listened to Yaksha's report. The perimeter is cleaned, the hole extends 20 meters inward, and there is a table of people eating, about twenty, it is estimated that it is lunch time, and all the staff have changed there.

"Go, them. Big bull, black bear, it's up to you this time. Nighthawk patted the strong muscles of the bull and the black bear heavily, and said in an encouraging voice.

Da Niu pulled the Vulcan cannon to his chest and said with great eagerness: "I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. The black bear also changed his previous honesty, and the murderous and Da Niu walked to the cave first.

The team members followed closely behind the two tower-like killing gods. Just holding the gun slightly as a precaution. They weren't so stupid as to worry about whether they would be in danger behind the two towers, just out of habitual defense.

As the Yaksha said. As soon as they turned the hole, they saw a group of people sitting around a long table. More than 20 people were sitting or standing, almost half of them topless. It may be that the cave is relatively hot, and while fanning the fan, I pull the rice in the bowl.

Because the hands and feet of the three Yaksha are clean and neat, plus they are silent. The twenty or so people here were unaware of the bloodshed that was happening outside, that is, death was coming upon them. They are about to wield a scythe to harvest their humble lives, and they are not aware of it. Still laughing and laughing, and the glass of wine is in the happiness of the world.

Death came, but instead of wielding a scythe, it spewed even hotter hell fire.

The spinning barrel of the gun, with bullets denser than raindrops in the Vulcan cannon, swept angrily at the unaware guards in a cylindrical ring of fire.

Da Niu opened his mouth excitedly and laughed wildly. The body kept swaying back and forth, and the firepower in his hand and the fire of the black bear coincided at the same time, without a fixed direction.

The guards, who were completely overwhelmed, were immersed in pleasure one second ago, and this second is already shattered. Many people didn't even have time to scream, and they were already floating in the air with their bodies that had been broken up.

The whining didn't last long, about 10 seconds at most. The enormous power of the Vulcan cannon is once again manifested in the hidden cave of the country of R.

The wooden table has been beaten into sawdust. The person who eats has just eaten the food in his stomach is beaten all over the ground in an instant, and he becomes a real starving ghost.

Stepping on the broken limbs and blood, the bull finally stopped the rotation of the Vulcan cannon. I was delighted to see the masterpiece he had created.

"Da Da" didn't wait for Da Niu to make two pleasant speeches. The gunfire around the corner rang out intensively, and the big bull went straight back.

Looking at the camouflage uniform that had been pierced with a few holes, Da Niu not only did not congratulate himself on his luck, but angrily picked up the gun and was about to rush into the curve. Nighthawk, who was already anxious about his perversion, was frightened at the moment, and he didn't stop it yet. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of him. Yaksha was one step ahead of him and pounced on the bend.

Two flashbangs swirled towards the end of the passage, frightened, as the last few dying guards.

"Knock, knock" There were two loud bangs, and the last few guards screamed, dropped the guns in their hands, covered their ears, and rolled all over the ground. Their eyes were white from the shock of the flashbang, and their brains seemed to be squeezed out of their ears, and the pain was unimaginable.

The bull stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and fired wildly. Once again, the Vulcan cannon exerted its perverted power, and in the blink of an eye, the suffering of the guards rolling all over the ground ended. And by the way, they made an autopsy!

Nighthawk looked helplessly at Da Niu, a perverted subordinate who took pleasure in killing. No way, Da Niu is a good soldier, and he is a stout man with wisdom, which is not good. Nighthawk thought that when he had the opportunity to ask him what had stimulated him.

"Captain, come and see." Mengfei opened his mouth wide in shock, stared at the end of the passage with a surprised expression, and stood there blankly, like a sculpture in the wind, not moving.