The pale smoke slowly cleared, revealing a broken bunker behind it that had been battered by armor-piercing shells, as well as two burning Land Rover Defender jeeps.

A group of soldiers in green camouflage uniforms and Kevlar helmets appeared behind the smoke, and with the exception of the two snipers, who were still aiming at the opposite side, the other soldiers had put away their weapons, and their faces were obscured by gray masks, revealing cold eyes.

The soldiers are part of the Polish Mobile Response Combat Unit (GROM), and they have a name that fears criminals and terrorists alike: the Thundering Special Forces. Although inferior in popularity to those "star troops" in the United States, this low-key team is by no means weak.

Even in the face of the Americans, they can still stay behind. However, the "commander" of this force is now clearly very dissatisfied.

"You just let the enemy go?"

A man in sunglasses stepped forward, with a two-meter body in front of the special forces soldiers, holding a long curved knife with blood stains on the blade.

This guy has a neat flat head, and his arms are thicker than the waists of the soldiers next to him, and he can almost go to the World Bodybuilder competition just by looking at it.

In fact, choosing this image of a muscular man in the game will not have any effect on the attributes, because the body is too large, it will increase the risk of the body being attacked. Except for a few guys with special hobbies, no one chooses this look.

And this player is obviously one of the few people with "special hobbies".

"The enemy is also strong, but we won't miss next time." A soldier with an MP5K submachine gun spoke.

"How many people did you lose?" The tall player set his sights on the wreckage of the car destroyed by the M134 six-barreled machine gun.

"Three people died on the mission." The soldier reported immediately.

"It's a shame to take the initiative to attack and be killed by three." The player laughed contemptuously, thick muscles bulging under the sleeves of the camouflage uniform, his body seemed to suddenly become larger, and the long knife in his hand seemed to have turned into a children's toy.

"Counting on you is my mistake, next time I will personally go out and take two of my subordinates with me."

Before the player could finish speaking, two equally muscular strong men appeared behind him, the upper body of the inverted triangle was exposed, revealing chunks of pectoral and abdominal muscles, two bullet belts hanging from his shoulders, and there was no expression on his square face.

"Commander, I suggest you wear body armor...... one soldier reminded.

"You're wrong, muscles are the strongest weapon compared to bullets, especially on this kind of battlefield."

The player, apparently dismissive of the Special Forces advice, turned his head to look at the wreckage of the armored vehicle in the distance, and a murderous smile slowly appeared on his angular face:

"The next time we meet, I'll show you how important muscles are......"

……

After losing the armored car for transportation, Lin Chi and his team returned to the state of walking again.

After the bloody battle just now, Darien seems to have adapted to this murderous ruin, and is not as weak as before. Now, though, that's not the point.

"I'll cut off all their heads and put them in front of Bowman's tombstone." Underneath Woods' metal mask, an unusually cold sound sounded.

"Calm down." Lin Chi reminded: "The enemy may catch up at any time. ”

"I'm calm now." Woods whispered.

Even though he was saying this, Lin Chi could still see that the captain of the SOG was still burning with blazing anger.

- When a comrade-in-arms dies in front of his eyes, anyone's emotions will fluctuate, but some people are more obvious, and some people are not so obvious.

Lin Chi knew that even if he persuaded Woods now, it would have no effect at all. Because of this, he didn't continue the topic, but just looked back, and there was no sign of human activity in the ruins behind him.

When he used his machine gun to sweep wildly just now, it seemed to have blown up the enemy's vehicle, and the unit hiding behind the smoke did not catch up.

But even after getting rid of those enemies, there are still all kinds of dangers lurking in the ruins, and it's not time to relax.

Walking slowly in the bombed city, vigilantly observing the surroundings, and passing by the ruins of a house, Lin Chi noticed a strange picture.

- An intact wooden chair in the middle of the almost razed house, with a white cloth on the back of the chair with the letters "HELP" written in blood, and on the chair, a black walkie-talkie.

Following Lin Chi's gaze, the SOG soldiers who followed behind also noticed this scene, Mason clenched the G11 caseless bullet rifle in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful." ”

"I know." Lin Chi nodded.

He knew very well that such a place would most likely have hidden traps, and if the enemy had installed something like a remote-controlled bomb, he would be reimbursed as soon as he passed.

However, this may not be the case......

Recall the important scoring tool in this map - saving the hostages. Lin Chi suddenly thought of something, and in the worried eyes of others, he walked over lightly, stood in front of the dark brown wooden chair, and picked up the walkie-talkie on the chair.

He pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie, and suddenly a rough male voice rang out from the earpiece:

"Hey, is anyone there! Can you hear ME? ”

"I hear you." Lin Chi said coldly.

"Is it from the government army? Or mercenaries? The other party immediately asked.

Lin Chi naturally wouldn't report his identity so easily, and replied casually: "I'm just passing by." ”

"Fart, there's still anyone in this city sightseeing? You think I'm going to believe your? ”

The other party scolded loudly, and then went straight to the point without hesitation: "You are a government army, right?" It doesn't matter who you are...... There's a diplomat now under our control, and if you want to see him come back in its entirety, we're going to put the ransom of $500,000 in the place marked on the map! The map is pressed under the stone next to the chair, so pick it up and take a look! ”

Hearing this, Lin Chi kicked away the stone next to the chair, and a crumpled map appeared below, and after opening the map, what appeared in front of him was a map of what was suspected to be this area, and the location on the west side of one of the intersections was drawn with a big red circle.

"Can I put my money here?" Lin Chi asked.

"yes, hurry up, we're running out of patience!" The kidnapper on the other end of the receiver directly cut off the call after urging him again.

Lin Chi stared at the map in his hand, and the task bar suddenly popped up in front of him:

Start Mission: Rescue the Hostages

A diplomat was kidnapped by mercenaries, but was unable to obtain the exact location. Find the hostage's location, rescue him, and escort him to the evacuation area.

Reward: 1 point.

"Have you started......

Realizing that he had received a task that could earn points, Lin Chi let out a long sigh.

According to the rules of this game, if a hostage is killed by mistake, two points will be deducted directly. Once you miss and kill the hostage, your points will be deducted to a negative number, and then you will leave the field directly.

In addition, the more important problem now is that I have no idea where the hostages are hidden.

The mercenaries who kidnapped the diplomat only provided the location where the ransom was delivered, not the location of the hostages. But even so, there are still other clues.

"This thing...... It's not military, is it? ”

Looking at the black-shelled walkie-talkie in his hand, Lin Chi shook the machine thoughtfully.

Generally speaking, the call range of this kind of civilian walkie-talkie is not far, and once it exceeds three kilometers, it is difficult to receive a signal. And you have to be open enough to make long-distance calls.

In other words, the guy who was talking to him just now should be hiding somewhere within a three-kilometer radius. Although this area is still large, it is still more reliable than searching the whole city.

"Do you want to save the hostages......" Woods whispered.

The voice in the walkie-talkie receiver was not small, and the SOG soldiers who had come to the vicinity just now naturally heard what the kidnappers said.

"That's right, hostages and bandits should be around here." Lin Chi casually crumpled the map into a ball and threw it into the fire not far away.

In this game, the player can be said to be penniless, and the option to ransom the hostages from the kidnappers was denied from the start.

All that remains to do now is to find the location where the diplomat is being held before he is executed, and then rescue the guy.

Lin Chi picked up the walkie-talkie, handed it to Darian beside him, and asked, "Can you use this thing to track the location of the caller just now?" ”

"I'm a hacker, not a communications company salesman." Darian shook his head, and a helpless expression appeared on his wheat-complexed face: "Even if you want to track, you need professional equipment, and you can't rely on a computer alone......"

"Well, then search the neighborhood, the person I was talking to just now should be nearby, and most likely with the hostage." Lin Chi said in a deep voice.

- If this happens one day after the match, he will wonder if another player has set a trap. But now that the game has just begun, players are still looking for quests in this ruined city, and no one should be able to create such a trap yet.

What's more, since he has received the task, he completely ruled out the possibility of being a trap.

However, it seems that it is possible to set a trap here......

Looking at the chair covered with a white cloth and the words on the white cloth, Lin Chi put the walkie-talkie back in its place. Then he gestured to Crazy Ivan and motioned for him to come over.

"What's wrong!" Crazy Ivan walked over with a bomb backpack, his face was covered with black ash and blood, and he couldn't see his original skin color anymore.

"Plant a mine under the rocks, the kind to be pressed, and it will explode as soon as the enemy moves the stones." Lin Chi stretched out his finger and pointed to the stone that had just been kicked away by himself.

- If other players notice this walkie-talkie, they may do the same thing, and then he will taste the power of the "love bomb" made by the Soviet demolition experts!

Thinking of this, Lin Chi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. Noticing his expression, the SOG soldiers around him all took a step back.

"Commander, you're pretty sinister." Mason said.

"It's necessary on the battlefield, and you've certainly used it, right?" Lin Chi smiled.

"We've had more insidious operations." Woods nodded. At this time, the soldier seemed to have stepped out of the shadow of his comrade's killing and finally calmed down.

"None of the enemies are fools and will not necessarily be fooled. But as long as you can delay the time, it's enough. Lin Chi folded his arms and stared at the crazy Ivan who was rapidly laying mines.

If the unit that had ambushed them just now was still pursuing, it was almost time for them to get around now, and they would probably be attracted to this place and trigger that deadly mine.

After Crazy Evan finished laying mines, the crowd quickly left the ruins of the building and continued to move along the bomb-shattered streets towards the city center.

While looking for the location of the hostages, Lin Chi casually asked, "Have you saved the hostages before?" ”

"They rescued me." Waffle said suddenly.

"yes, this kid was poked in one eye by the Soviets." Woods sighed: "Damn the Soviets......"

"Do you have any opinion about the Soviets? Capitalist lackeys. Crazy Ivan's voice was unabashedly threatening.

"Ah, sorry, I forgot ......"

After a few previous battles, Woods, who had seen the combat effectiveness of Crazy Ivan, was not so hostile to this Soviet bomb expert at this time, he pointed to Waffle beside him and said to Crazy Ivan:

"This kid is also Soviet, you can talk about it."

"I'm not a Soviet anymore." Weaver shook his head, and the eye that appeared on the iron mask blinked, "Now I serve the U.S. military." ”

"You have turned your back on your homeland?" Crazy Ivan reached out and wiped the black ash from his face, his eyes staring at the SOG soldier beside him.

In the face of the aggressive bomb expert, Weaver did not back down, but continued to explain the cold truth in a flat tone:

"It was the Soviets who turned their backs on me first, the Soviet officers executed my father, and if I continue to stay there, our whole family will be in danger of life, what do you think I should do?"

Hearing this, even Crazy Ivan was speechless for a while. It is clear that even this fanatical patriot is well aware of what has happened in the history of the USSR.

"Forget it...... It has nothing to do with me anyway. Crazy Ivan patted his cheek hard, and the one eye, which was originally a little confused, once again flashed with excitement:

"No matter what you think, I will always be loyal to the Soviets!"

"Okay, don't show loyalty, the commissar isn't here." Lin Chi interrupted Crazy Ivan's words and cast a wary gaze on the ruins of the building in front of him.