Tom, who had been paying attention to Bit, noticed that the situation was wrong for the first time, he touched Carl next to him with his elbow and said, "Boss, what do you think Bit is doing?" Snorkeling at this time? ”

As mentioned before, this small river is very shallow, on average only more than a meter deep, for the average adult man, if you don't consider the impact of flowing water, you can even stand up, let alone a good tide maker like Bit, so Tom is not worried about the safety of that guy. But now, Bit's movements are a little strange, he plunged into the water with a fierce son, and he didn't float for a long time, he dived underwater, what is this doing?

Karl glanced over to the river and said, "Who knows, maybe that guy found something at the bottom of the river, you forget, he also dug up sea cucumbers in the sea before." ”

"It's not a sea ......," Tom muttered, but didn't say anything more, just looked at Bit who was playing "snorkeling" with unease.

A minute passed...... Two minutes passed...... Five minutes passed...... The bit remained in a state of diving and did not float.

"Chief, something is wrong, it's ......over," said Tom, his voice trembling a little.

"I know." Before Tom could finish speaking, Karl interrupted him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Our plan has succeeded, but the thirteenth target has been lured." ”

Tom wept and mourned, the plan was successful, but instead of a delicious sturgeon, he was hooked by a man-eating shark.

"Let's go and have a look." Carl said.

"In the past?" Tom said incredulously, shouldn't he run away at this time?

Karl didn't pay any attention to the horror in Tom's tone, grabbed him by the arm, and dragged him to the creek.

Karl looked at the bit, which was still sinking to the bottom of the river, and said, "Go and get him out." ”

Tom said with tears in his voice, "Boss, have mercy on me, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a ...... below."

"Tom." Karl smiled wickedly and asked, "How long have you been with me?" ”

"Half ...... Less than half a year. Tom replied.

Carl raised the automatic rifle in his hand and pressed it against Tom's head, asking, "Do you know how my previous team members died?" ”

"No...... I don't know. ”

"Want to know?"

"No...... Don't want to...... A little...... I don't want to. ”

"Good." Carl nodded and commanded, "Go and get the bit out." ”

"Yes...... Chief. "This time Tom was honest.

Although the river has the potential to devour his soul, if he doesn't do what Carl says, he will die directly. Isn't it normal to die a mercenary in this primeval forest?

Even if he is killed by Carl, who will go back to care? Umbrella Employment Association? I'm not a member of the association, I'm just temporarily recruited, and if I die, I'll die, who cares?

Tom shuddered into the creek and walked over to Bit. It's also strange to say, after not ventilating for so long, the chances of this teammate of his owning still alive are slim, but he was not swept away by the river, but stayed in place, as if ...... It was as if there was an anchor that held the body in place.

Tom glanced back at Carl, saw that the automatic rifle in the leader's hand was still pointed at his head, swallowed, calmed down, reached out and grabbed Bit's arm, and pulled hard.

At first, Tom felt a force against him, but soon, that force disappeared, Tom didn't notice for a while, the force was too strong, coupled with the buoyancy of the river, Bit was completely overturned by him, and Bit, who had been lying on his stomach, lay on his back.

Corpses, this is definitely a drowned corpse. As a mercenary, Tom had seen a lot of corpses, all kinds of them, including drowned, so at a glance, he could confirm that Bit was dead, drowned alive.

Although there had been speculation for a long time, it was really confirmed, and Tom still felt a chill. He had seen a lot of corpses, and several of them had been made by his own hands, but Bit's death was too weird. As a teammate, he knew that Bit was a good swimmer, and once swam for a day and a night, ran long distances with a group of mercenaries who were good at water, and once lurked in the swamp for more than ten days to avoid enemy tracking...... Anyway, he's a very good guy - if the stories he's heard from Bit aren't his own. But now, the reality is in front of us, and this guy, who used to boast about how good he is, drowned in a shallow river.

Drowned, actually drowned! Tom felt chills all over his body.

If it's just an ordinary accident, those who drown are all water, this sentence is not unreasonable, but this time it's different, this time it's ...... Haunted!

Tom stood in the river, looked at Carl on the bank, and said tremblingly, "Boss, if you don't forget it, let's go back!" ”

Carl pulled the bolt of the gun and said, "Why go back, the target has already been shot, and it looks like we are about to be caught, why go back?" ”

Tom had no idea where Carl had come to his conclusion that they would be able to catch the target in no time. In Tom's opinion, if they don't run quickly, they will be killed by the ghost, and maybe the water ghost is now lurking in the river, waiting for the next target.

Luck is rare, but misfortune often happens unexpectedly, and it is more likely to happen if there is something to look forward to. No sooner had Tom crossed his mind than a pair of hands grabbed his ankles. Before he could shout, Tom, who was barely standing in the river, was pulled down and began to flutter with his hands.

As a jungle mercenary, you need to adapt to any environment, Tom can swim, but his ability in this area is really not very good, plus the most fearful possibility in his heart suddenly became a reality, he panicked for a while, drank several sips of water firmly, and shouted bitterly: "Boss, help!" Help me! ”

Although it was close at hand, Carl ignored Tom's call, and at some point, he put on the infrared night vision goggles.

Regular bush mercenaries rarely carry this thing. Night vision devices are not only expensive, poor performance, no matter what living creatures, can only see a hazy piece, more importantly, this thing can only be used to detect homeothermic animals, in a complex jungle environment, not to mention those cold-blooded predators, the complexity of the terrain makes this thing very impractical.

Carl brought a night vision device in consideration of a special situation, such as the fact that the night vision device shows that a humanoid homeothermic creature is hiding in the canopy of a tree on the other side of the river.