It's an ordinary dawn.

At this time, Temasek Island is quiet, and the Temasek Station is surrounded by a fog peculiar to the tropical jungle, and the occasional long chirping of birds can be heard in the jungle, and the echo is long.

The Temasek River flows quietly.

On the watchtower of Temasek Military Station, a member of the Maritime Security team carries a Type 1649 firearm on his back and looks out into the jungle in the distance.

The distant jungle was also thick with fog, and his uniform seemed to be a little wet.

During the construction of the Temasek Military Station, the stationmaster of the Temasek Military Station was strictly required to remove all the dense vegetation within 100 meters of the military structure, even if it was trees or weeds, and keep it level.

At this time, the big clock in the military station was displayed at half past three, which was the most fragrant time for human beings to sleep, and the soft snoring of the Luan team members could be faintly heard.

Deep in the jungle, a group of natives quietly walks through the jungle.

Everywhere they walked, the thick fog at the bottom of the jungle was constantly disturbed, constantly changing shapes.

The sound of gentle breathing. Gentle footsteps.

One by one, bare feet quickly stepped over the fallen leaves.

They walk quietly in the jungle, plucking all kinds of plants from time to time, they should be regarded as the kings of the jungle, born in such a place, grown in such a place, no one knows such a jungle better than them.

They were barefoot, shirtless, and holding bizarre knives in their hands, snake-like.

There are also people with rattan on their backs, and they are clearly the advance team.

Behind them, in the distance, there were many figures, squatting on the ground, shadows and shadows not moving.

Walking and walking, the head of the native, a sturdy man, his face painted with white marks.

Probably because he was about to get closer, he waved his hand, and the group of natives stopped, half-crouching.

At this moment, the short, rapid cry of the monkey was heard from nowhere, and the sound spread far over the jungle.

The monkeys got up early, and they jumped up and down in the trees of the jungle, disturbing the branches, startling the birds, and there was some chaos in the jungle.

The lean native smiled darkly, and he waved his hand again, letting the native behind him move on.

A native had just walked a few steps when his bare foot stepped on a bamboo stick, and the sharp bamboo stick pierced the instep of his foot.

A bloody bamboo skewer was revealed.

The native was about to cry out in pain, but the lean native covered his mouth from behind, and the native had a pained expression on his face.

The lean native twisted his hand, and the wounded native died, and at this time his foot was injured and useless.

The rest of the natives were scared.

The lean native pointed viciously to the ground, telling them to be careful.

Sure enough, they are characters who grew up in the jungle, they know the jungle too well, and they have found a lot of bamboo sticks and traps one after another, and after clearing them one by one, everyone is sweating.

Panting, they finally rushed to the edge of the jungle and pulled the leaves so they could see the fence.

They came to the side of Temasek's military station, where the sentry seemed to be staring straight ahead and seemed to be a little sleepy.

This is a great opportunity!

With a wave of his hand, three clever and equally sturdy natives rushed out, the first two with spears and the last with rattans, and they were going to go up to the wall and kill the sentry, and then lower the rope so that the rest could rush up the wall faster.

They thought that as long as they fought in close combat, those with more people would definitely fight with fewer people!

The land was so flat that you could clearly see that there were no traps.

They ran as fast as they could.

Quickly crossed legs.

The lean native clenched his fists and looked surprised.

He recalled: The three natives had climbed like geckos on an almost straight cliff, and they were able to cooperate with each other, and they had taken a beehive high up on the cliff.

The three natives are as nimble as monkeys on the cliffs, and the natives below cheer them on.

The lean native turned out to be a patriarch, and at that time, wearing a bright feather on his head, looked up from under the cliff, proud that he had such a warrior.

Now, the three warriors were running fast, and their footsteps were not loud.

The sentry in the watchtower yawned unconsciously, rubbed his eyes, and still looked only ahead.

The three warriors ran past a wooden sign, they didn't care, these people had a lot of strange things.

The wooden sign stuck in the ground flashed before their eyes, and they didn't care.

Come on! It's half there, and as long as they get under the wall, they can easily climb over it!

There are six big black characters written on the wooden sign, which is awkward:

Minefield

Do not enter the living

However, the natives do not know Chinese characters, but even if they do, they may not know why.

Only people in the Hantang Group system understand that this place is full of stepping mines, mixed hair mines, and don't come in when you have nothing to do.

However, warriors are warriors, and they brave the dangers of serving on the streets!

What is the difficulty, what is the danger?!

Rush, rush, rush!

If they are in the same line, they are all stepping on the footsteps of one person, in terms of probability, they may pass through the minefield safely, but the three warriors are in the shape of a zigzag, and no matter how brave the warriors are, they will not escape.

Why don't you learn to recognize Chinese characters? Why don't you follow the rules of the Hantang Group?!

They bravely stepped into the minefield, that is, two or three steps, two stepping mines were stepped on, "boom" "boom" two warriors flew up to a height of two meters, when their bodies were still in the air, their thighs flew away from their bodies without obeying the order, and blood was spraying in the air!

The sentry in the watchtower almost sat on the ground in fright, he finally turned his head to look at the minefield, damn it, there were natives rushing over, two of them stepped on the mines, and one was still standing still in a daze and didn't dare to move!

He rushed out of the watchtower and skillfully picked up his gun to aim.

The lean native shouted, "@#¥%......&&! ”

The warrior, who was still standing, began to run back.

The muzzle of the sentry's gun trembled slightly, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Smack", a puff of white smoke came out of the muzzle.

A stream of blood came out of the warrior's back, and a large hole appeared in his chest.

But his bowing motion slowed down in the eyes of the lean native, and the world fell silent, and his warrior, with a helpless expression on his face, spread his arms and slowly pounced on the earth.

The sentry on the wall, slowly running to the wall, skillfully pulling the bolt, turned his head and shouted something.

In the eyes of that capable native, every qiē has slowed down!

He smashed his fists to the ground in hatred!

What is the greatest pain in life? It's almost a success!

He saw that there seemed to be a lot of sentries on the high wall in an instant, and they all had such firearms in their hands, and they were much more powerful than the white-skinned people!

Retreat, he waved his hand painfully and left.

With the explosion of two mines in succession, the stationmaster Liu Bandit Wang jumped out of bed with a snort, wore a vest and pants, operated a Type 1649 rifle, and rushed out of the dormitory, there was nothing to do in the yard, and then, he heard the sentry shouting: "Indigenous sneak attack, indigenous sneak attack!" ”

He returned to the house and was fully armed in fifteen seconds, at which point all the Seasecurity members were armed.

One by one, he took the gun from the gun rack in succession.

Everybody went up to the wall.

In a round field of vision, the branches of the jungle in the distance swayed.

Stationmaster Liu Bandit Wang put down the monocular and shouted: "Twelve o'clock direction, salvo!" ”

"Pap" "Pap" "Pap", from a high place, puffs of white smoke spit out on the wall.

In the jungle, countless branches were broken, leaves flew sideways, and from time to time a native snorted and fell!

“@#￥%！”

The natives sped up, and some even fell into various traps. Numerous screams.

"Shoot, thread cannon!"

More than a dozen maritime security team members skillfully pushed the M1657 back, adjusting the direction of the muzzle, and the others quickly cooperated, and it was quickly loaded.

"Waste!" "Waste!" "Waste!"

"Tom!" "Tom!" "Tom!"

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Three huge green cannon flowers bloomed in the jungle, a large tree with a bowl mouth slowly fell with a click, and the remains of countless green plants splashed everywhere along with the red rainforest red soil.

Actually, it didn't hit the natives, but it really scared them.

A younger native knelt down, slammed the knife in his hand into the ground, and cried with his face in his hands.

“@#￥%……&*！”

The lean native screamed, smacking the young native on the head.

He had to get up and keep running.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Then three loud bangs chased after the natives, and they were going to drive them crazy!

"Stop shooting!"

Liu Bandit Wang put down the monoculars and felt that he should not waste his precious thread cannon.

"Get the drawings!"

His orderlies took out a crumpled drawing from the canvas bag they were carrying, and it was obvious that it was a simple line that they had drawn at their leisure.

He traced his big fingers along the map, damn it, they came up from this place!

There are no natives left on this island, and he cried out with his finger to the bay in the northwest corner:

"A small detachment, you take two transport boats, immediately go to block the bay in the northwest corner, and bring two base bullets! Second squad, follow me! Three squads, guard your home, pay attention to the patrol! ”

Everyone began to get busy, and a small detachment of people with Type 1649 firearms rushed to the dock by the river, where two larger boats and some smaller boats were docked.

The other team is getting ready, and they're going to rush through the jungle and hunt down the natives!

If it doesn't hurt them completely, they will come again!

They brought jungle tactical knives, waist knives, 1649-style firearms, grenades, and bullets, and everyone fastened all kinds of straps on their bodies.

"Are you ready?!"

Liu Bandit King shouted loudly.

"Ready!"

The personnel of the second squad replied neatly.

With a wave of his hand, King Liu also rushed into the tropical jungle.

In the northwest of Temasek Island, a group of indigenous people are talking in fear.

They kept a close eye on the jungle.

There was a stir in the jungle, and the lean native appeared, his face bloodshot from the plants.

There weren't many people left behind him.

At this time, the sun had risen, and all the dense fog disappeared under the sunlight.

PS: Thank you old friends yezhongye, Ling Buxu, and mabol for their support, and thank you to friends who used various methods to keep this book alive.

Thanks to Alipay 15841539140 sent me six boxes of cigarette money.

I didn't expect to be busy today, and I still have a day off.