The rebels have assault rifles, camouflage combat uniforms, non-slip combat boots, and micro-drones, while Jiang Mubai only has a revolver and six rounds of ammunition, and the difference in the quality of equipment and the number of personnel makes this pursuit a typical asymmetrical operation.

Fortunately in misfortune, as a weak party, Jiang Mubai also has a "unique technology" that the other party has not mastered, and he has a full understanding of jungle warfare.

In mountains and forests full of obstacles, smell can travel farther than sound, and human body odor is significantly different from that of wild animals, especially combatants in combat situations, who have a more pronounced odor.

After forcibly rushing through the gate to open the nasal passage, the olfactory nervous system, nasal trigeminal nervous system and olfactory cells seemed to be upgraded in an instant, giving Jiang Mubai a sense of smell far beyond that of a hunting dog.

When hundreds of different scents poured in with the action of inhaling, Jiang Mubai only had one feeling.

Hot!

The complex olfactory information that is difficult to process has caused excessive stimulation to Jiang Mubai, like industrial alcohol poured into the nasal cavity, breaking into the cranial cavity and chest cavity along the respiratory tract, from the nose to the lung lobe to the olfactory center of the telencephalon, hot and stinging, unbearable!

Compared with sight and hearing, the substantial improvement of olfactory ability is more difficult to adapt to and more difficult to control, but in this life-and-death juncture of racing against time, Jiang Mubai has no time to adapt to the new ability.

When he was struggling to resist the chaos and excitement of the rush to invade, Jiang Mubai suddenly felt a chill emanating from the jade card in his mouth.

It was as if a sea of ice had submerged the volcano, and the burning sting sensation disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With the help of the magical effect of the jade plate, Jiang Mubai meditated and imagined himself in the chaotic sea of consciousness, like patiently untying the tangled earphone cable, recomposing the strong olfactory stimulation into various smells.

Between the flickering of his nose, Jiang Mubai smelled an elegant and sweet fragrance, which was Lin Chujian's body fragrance.

The fragrance was followed by a fishy, damp and hot stench, mixed with a strong ammonia smell, which was the iron egg peeing on the pants.

Then there is the smell of various trees, long, rich, slightly bitter, some like mothballs, some like cool oil, some like fennel, some like pine resin......

Then there are the scents of wildflowers, weeds, dirt, and bushes, mixed with the scents of wild animals to form dozens of mysteries.

Jiang Mubai resisted the physiological urge to bend over and vomit, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and inhaled deeply again.

After repeating it three times, Jiang Mubai finally found the most critical part of the scent puzzle.

It was a strange smell, and to remove the faint stench, it was like an onion, and it was like an onion.

When humans feel stressed, emotionally stressed and adrenaline secreted, the pores of the skin on the body surface will emit the special smell of dimethyl trisulfide and allyl mercaptan, and these two sulfides are present in foods such as shallots and onions, so this body odor produced by physiological reactions is similar to the smell of onions.

"Five." Jiang Mubai muttered, opened his eyes and let go of his hand, and hurried in the direction where the smell came from.

The smell became more and more obvious, and he could gradually distinguish between light and heavy, and at the same time, Jiang Mubai also began to accelerate, running towards the individual with a lighter smell.

Theoretically, the drone operator uses a remote control device to search for targets across the screen, and the tension is less, so the "pressure odor" he emits is the lightest, but there are too many variables in reality, and emotions and physiological functions are different from person to person, so it is not 100% accurate to distinguish by smell alone.

But apart from gambling on luck, Jiang Mubai had no choice.

This time, good luck.

Nearly 100 meters away, Jiang Mubai saw the drone operator standing under the tree, judging from the toolbox he was carrying behind him and the weapons he was equipped with, this was a communicator.

After finding the target, Jiang Mubai did not take action immediately, but kept his distance and observed the route.

After confirming that there was no trap trigger device ahead, Jiang Mubai quickly closed the distance, went around behind the rebels, and pressed his revolver against the back of his head.

As a general rule, the muzzle of the gun should not be brought into contact with the enemy's body when threatening with a gun, as this will not only reduce the area of the blow, but also let the opponent know where the muzzle is pointing, and if the opponent is brave and well-trained, he is likely to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

But it is necessary for Jiang Mubai to let the other party know that he has a gun in the back of his head, and besides, he has six tricks, and the other party doesn't know anything, and he is confident that he can pull the trigger before the other party makes dodging actions such as bowing his head, bending over, and turning.

"Throw the gun away." Jiang Mubai grabbed the trigger with the tip of his index finger and pressed down slightly, so that the trigger was in a dangerous state.

"You're not a civilian." The correspondent remained motionless.

"Throw the gun and put your head in your hands." Jiang Mubai has always disliked nonsense, not to mention, even if it is explained clearly, it can't change the established fact that the two rebels were killed and the iron egg was seriously injured.

The correspondent hesitated for a moment, then slowly put down his gun and clasped his hands behind his head.

Jiang Mubai stretched out his foot and kicked the automatic pistol on the ground ten meters away, and then said: "Stop the drone and let your people stop, I have already used the satellite phone to call the police, and they still have time to leave now." ”

"You're a secret policeman? No, you're not a secret policeman, what the hell are you ......" The correspondent realized that the question was irrelevant, so he immediately changed his tune, "The walkie-talkie on my right shoulder, you have to press that green button to hear me." ”

Jiang Mubai looked at it for a moment and pressed the green button on the top of the communication device.

The correspondent didn't play tricks, and obediently said to the communication equipment: "One group, report the situation!" ”

A reply immediately came from the speaker: "The target has been captured, and it has been learned that another female target is using a magic treasure and is searching, please instruct." ”

Jiang Mubai gritted his teeth with hatred and poked the back of the correspondent's head with the muzzle of a gun.

The correspondent was very cooperative and immediately shouted: "Give up the action!" ”

“……”

The correspondent raised his voice and repeated the command: "Obey the order!" Give up the action! Evacuate now! ”

"Yes, one group received, abandon the action, done."

The correspondent breathed a sigh of relief, and after Jiang Mubai turned the communication equipment back to one-way reception mode, he said in a slightly trembling voice:

"I can retract the drone, the control panel is right under my feet."

"It's not to take it back, it's to shut it down and let it fall in place."

Jiang Mubai quickly raised his head and glanced at the drone hovering in front of him when he spoke, that drone obviously had the means to attack, and he must not let the rebels in front of him transfer it back.

"Just shut it down, and it will crash." The communicator's fingers clasped together, and the half-fingered gloves blocked the blue veins at his knuckles, which were visibly bulging from the exertion of force.

"Close or die, you choose." Jiang Mubai vaguely felt that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to delay any longer.

After a short silence, the correspondent made a choice: "I can teach you how to turn it off, but the control panel has a fingerprint lock, I'll unlock it, and then you will operate it, okay?" ”

Jiang Mubai glanced at the automatic pistol ten meters away, untied the communicator's armed belt, and nodded, "Unlock it." ”

When the correspondent picked up the control panel and unlocked the fingerprint lock with the thumbs of his left and right hands, he suddenly turned around and said something.

"Tianjiang No. 2 is more important than my life."

At the same time, correspondent Jia Shengli let go of the control board, fell back suddenly, his hands were sealed, his eyes were resolute, and he showed his heart that he didn't have time to say:

Lao Tzu is a soldier born under the red flag, not afraid of death!