Another half an hour later, and now it was four o'clock in the morning, but the three little brown bears were still in good spirits, so they continued to walk forward.

"Boss, there's an enemy eighty meters to the right!" The saber-toothed bear took his place, comparing the two target indicators and speaking softly.

When the little brown bear heard this, the muzzle of the gun quickly adjusted to the right, and he cautiously observed the situation in front of him, and kept looking at it for four minutes, but did not see any movement there.

His brows tightened, could it be that the other party was also a group of elites? Even the instinct of the body to rise and fall is hidden?

Thinking like this, he whispered to the Iron-Handed Bear: "Iron-Palmed Bear, you go around and take a look, you must be careful!" ”

The Iron Palm Bear replied, "Roger! ”

The little brown bear continued: "The saber-toothed bear covers the iron-clapped bear! ”

"Roger!" The saber-toothed bear agreed, put the target indicator at his side, and lurked around quickly to the destination eighty meters away.

Because of his previous negligence, the little brown bear has thrown away both target locators on his body, and he is now a ghost, not in either party's locator.

He is confident in his own strength, and as long as the opponent is close to the forty-meter range around him, he will be able to spot the opponent quickly.

This is still possible when the vision is affected in the darkness of the night.

If his eyesight was not affected during the day, he would have been able to spot the enemy from a distance of 300 meters.

On the special battlefield, his ability has helped him survive several life-and-death difficulties.

The little brown bear has been hiding in the dark and staring at the target location, but the target seems to be very calm and has never shown his head, which makes the little brown bear feel even more solemn in his heart.

Finally, the Iron Palm Bear slowly approached the other party, and when he got close to the other party's ten meters range, the Iron Palm Bear's voice rang out in the headset, "Boss, this seems to be a corpse!" ”

"Shoot!" The little brown bear is not at ease, so let the iron-clad bear be careful.

After a dull gunshot, the voice of the Iron Palm Bear rang out again, "Boss, the other party didn't move, it's indeed a corpse!" ”

Hearing this kind of certainty, the little brown bear's heart suddenly relaxed, it turned out to be a corpse!

But he quickly tensed up again, and whispered to the Iron Palm Bear, "Come back now!" ”

"Don't you pick up weapons? I just used a little too much bullets! "The Iron-clapped Bear is clearly intent on replenishing his resources.

"Don't pick it up! Now it's getting darker, and we can't go too far! "The little brown bear always has a sense of crisis in his heart, and the deeper the night, the higher his heart rises.

"Roger!" The Iron-Pawed Bear agreed, and began to move back slowly, while the Sabertooth Bear stood guard not far behind him, and as long as he retreated to the saber-toothed bear, the two of them could support each other back to the little brown bear.

But he had just taken a few steps, and with a soft snort, a dull sound suddenly erupted from the ground in front of him, and as a rookie who had survived the special operations for several years, the Iron Palm Bear instantly understood that this sound represented the sound of bullets hitting the mud.

His pupils shrank suddenly, he couldn't care about anything anymore, and shouted in a low voice: "Boss, enemy attack!" ”

After saying that, he quickly crawled back without hesitation, not caring if he would expose his figure.

However, his movements were still half a beat slower, and another bullet came at a rapid pace, piercing directly through his right temple, and a cloud of blood burst out with a pop.

The saber-toothed bear not far behind him watched this scene with tears in his eyes, but he still quickly reported: "Boss, there are two people in ambush, fifty meters in front of your right, and the Iron Palm Bear has already died!" ”

"Roger!" The little brown bear's voice was cold, and the saber-toothed bear could hear a little anger in his cold voice.

The range of fifty meters was already more than the absolute accuracy of the little brown bear, so he had to move forward about ten meters to kill the opponent with one blow.

But the target obviously won't give him time to advance ten meters at this point, and the saber-toothed bear's position is in danger of being exposed at all times, so he has to do it quickly.

The little brown bear squinted, his breathing began to speed up consciously, he licked his lips, supported the ground with both hands, bounced up suddenly, rolled on the ground, got up, and jumped out like a cheetah.

At this time, he no longer cared about exposing his traces.

And if he still remains in a ghost state, he will definitely let the other party target the sabertooth bear, and at that time, the sabertooth bear will definitely not be able to escape the opponent's firepower.

His feet stepped on the jungle floor without reservation, and the rustling of dead branches and leaves was like firecrackers in the silence of the night.

Sure enough, the two hostile personnel in a ghost state quickly noticed the voice of the little brown bear, and they did not hesitate to turn the muzzle of their guns and pour fire towards the position where the little brown bear was running.

The little brown bear was running fast, and bullets were constantly shooting into the ground behind him, making a muffled popping sound.

But fortunately, under the cover of the night, his figure was difficult to be detected by the other party, so the bullet was always one step slower than him.

At a distance of ten meters, the little brown bear only took three seconds to step over, and jumped directly onto the dead leaves on the other side, and a few times over, his figure disappeared again in the darkness of the ground.

The bullets that had been running behind him stopped for a moment, and both of them seemed to have lost the location information of the little brown bear.

But the little brown bear knew that he couldn't hide like this now, because if the other party couldn't spot him for a long time, he would target the saber-toothed bear again.

Therefore, in order to prevent the saber-toothed bear from following in the footsteps of the iron-clawed bear, the little brown bear must take the initiative!

On the ground covered with dead leaves, the little brown bear crawled for some distance, and soon found a small high ground where the two enemies could be faintly seen.

The enemy is also changing its position all the time, so the little brown bear must seize the opportunity to kill one of the opponents, otherwise the opponent will seize the opportunity to kill himself.

Raising the muzzle of the gun, the little brown bear's eyes were placed in front of the scope, and the darkness of the night not only obscured his figure, but also hid the other party in the shadows.

But through his extraordinary eyesight, the little brown bear still found the dark shadow of the other party.

With his intuition, the little brown bear found the place where the target was probably the head, and slowly moved the muzzle of the gun as the other person moved.

Poof, two seconds later, the little brown bear pulled the trigger hard, and there was a muffled sound at the muzzle, and a faint fire inevitably emerged from the flame suppressor.

After the shot, the little brown bear rolled over and quickly ducked behind a large rock next to it.

His figure had just taken refuge in a big rock, and the opponent's counterattack soon came.

There was a muffled thud from where he had fallen before, the sound of bullets hitting the dirt, dull and chilling.

Fortunately, his reaction speed was fast enough to not let the other party grasp this fleeting flaw.

The voice only rang for a moment, so the little brown bear could conclude that the shot he had just shot had indeed killed an enemy.

Taking a deep breath, the little brown bear whispered into the headset, "Sabertooth bear, cover me!" ”

"Roger!" As soon as the saber-toothed bear finished speaking, a series of muffled gunshots rang out.

At the moment when the gun rang out, the little brown bear raised his head without hesitation, put the gun on the big rock, looked at the scope, and the muzzle of the gun was quickly aimed at the enemy on the opposite side.

All of his movements were done in one second, and by the time the next second came, his fingers had already pulled the trigger.

Another dull sound sounded, and the figure that had been frightened by the saber-toothed bear's series of firepower before was unceremoniously shot in the head by the little brown bear.

The other party was about to fight back against the saber-toothed bear's action, and his head was deflected, and he was completely killed.

The little brown bear breathed a sigh of relief, and finally wiped out the other party!

The two of them covered the battlefield one by one, and their movements were quite sloppy, because they didn't know if there would be an enemy at their heads fifty meters away in the next moment.

Just as they were quickly cleaning up the battlefield, two hundred meters in front of them, there were also two people cleaning the battlefield.

"White wolf, how are your wounds?" The gray wolf stood behind a small knoll, constantly observing the surroundings.

When the white wolf, who was groping for equipment, heard this, a wry smile appeared on his pale face, and he said, "It hurts a little, but it shouldn't have much impact!" ”

As he said this, he was about to grab a submachine gun in his left hand, but as soon as he picked it up, his hand suddenly went limp, and the raised gun fell to the ground again.

Obviously, the left hand in his hand was already difficult to lift even the gun.

This is obviously very different from what he said that it would not have much impact on the battle.

"Good! Clean up the battlefield quickly! When the gray wolf heard the answer, he didn't take it to heart, but after a quick reply, he cautiously scanned the surrounding situation.

A minute later, the battlefield was cleared, and the two men converged to a distance of ten meters before continuing towards the front.

Their route had been heading towards the right, and now halfway through the journey, the time had come to nearly five o'clock, and the sky was slowly brightening up.

The darkest hour before dawn will finally come, and in this forest, which was regarded as the original battlefield, dozens of corpses of excellent special soldiers have already laid.

The dawn will come, and the decisive battle will finally come.

The night had become even darker, and the gray wolf had strong eyesight, and now he could only see clearly from more than ten meters away.

It is difficult to spot a target from 40 meters away like before.

And so far, both the gray wolf and the little brown bear have made the decision to discard the target locator.

Because they know that on the battlefield of the real lore, carrying this kind of thing that exposes their position is definitely an act of seeking death.

The command didn't force them to continue carrying these things, so the surviving fighters had to report back to the squad every ten minutes.

Wild Wolf Special Operations Command

The Arctic wolf asked the correspondent: "How many more fighters do we have?" ”

"Twelve!"

On the other side, at the Wild Bear Commando Operational Command, Lance Wallen was also asking the communications officer, "How many more fighters are still alive?" ”

"Seven!"

Hearing this number, Lance Valen frowned, "It's up to them!" ”

Now the command has no orders to them, and the rest of the actions can only be decided by the team leader or the team members.

Therefore, in order to survive, both the gray wolf and the little brown bear invariably chose to turn everyone in the team into ghosts.

The night was rather gloomy, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that you couldn't see your fingers.

If it weren't for the night vision devices on their eyes, I'm afraid that the members of the two squads, the gray wolf and the little brown bear, would not dare to advance in such a night.

The two squads cleaned up the battlefield almost simultaneously, and then they both gave the order to continue their march.

Two hundred meters is not a long distance, and at the speed of their two teams, it will take ten minutes at most, and they will meet.