I crouched forward slightly, and in a straight line, I was only about a kilometer away from the enemy. At this moment, I felt like a live target walking towards the enemy. Although I was constantly reminded of my stealth disguise, I still felt nervous and awkward.

And what I'm most concerned about is the gravel under my feet, it's downhill now, and those gravel will slide down a little bit. With the vigilance of the special forces below, it will immediately arouse their vigilance.

The trap has not been detonated until now, because the enemy has to gather all the explosives/charges and then connect the leads, which is not a small task. However, in terms of time, it is estimated that it will be enough to complete it in another ten minutes, and the time for me is a little tight.

The more anxious I am, the less I can afford to make mistakes in my busyness, and the calmer I am when I am under more pressure. The distance of 800 meters was very smooth, and I didn't even touch a small pebble. At this time, at a distance of less than two hundred meters, I could already clearly see the enemy on the opposite side.

In addition to the enemy, I'm worried about that white-haired Night Emperor because I'm not sure if the stealth device will be useful to this guy. It is said that beasts are more sensitive than human senses, and if the Night Emperor has other ways to distinguish them, I will be in danger.

As the distance dragged in, I gradually reassured. It seems that the Night Emperor has also been fooled, and he has never looked at me from beginning to end.

I was relieved to focus my attention on the enemy.

At this time, there were about a dozen people hiding in the rubble, and I can't count how many there were. They all wore white tight-fitting combat uniforms, with white hats, including gloves and boots, all of which were snow-white, and even their weapons were deliberately painted snow-colored.

I knew it was to hide their whereabouts while walking in the snow, and seeing how well prepared they were, it looked like they had already prepared for the operation.

Because so many people have crossed into our country with such sophisticated equipment, it would never have been possible to do it in a hurry without careful arrangements in advance.

I can't help but wonder, Feng Jiutian temporarily decided to change course and fly here, but these people came prepared, how did they know that Feng Jiutian would definitely fly here?

When I first listened to Feng Jiutian's story, it was a strange American who gave her a piece of information about the iceberg snowman, which brought her here. But this matter is too random, and it is also possible for Feng Jiutian to go back directly without changing his course, and it is very likely. After all, her identity is special, and she can't go wherever she wants.

Suddenly, I felt a stirring in my heart, Feng Jiutian had no right to decide where the plane went. But there is one person who can decide, and we have all ignored this person before.

That was the superior leader Feng Jiutian who radioed on the plane at that time!

I was immediately shocked by the idea, how could this be? can be the leader of Feng Jiutian, his identity is definitely not ordinary, would such a high-level figure betray his country and betray Feng Jiutian?

I don't think it's very likely, but after analyzing the whole thing, I really can't find any other loopholes, which is the only possibility I have thought of so far!

When I was less than a hundred meters away from the enemy, I forced myself to put these thoughts aside for a moment, and now I could not be distracted from anything else.

This time it was so close that I could even see the enemy's face, and my heart instantly lifted. They just looked at me against me, but I could see them, but they couldn't see me.

Looking at the faces of several people, I felt even more strange. Just a dozen or so people, with different skin colors, Caucasian, yellow, and black, are simply a small United Nations force.

And they seemed to speak in several languages, English, French, Spanish, which I can probably guess. There are also a few that I can't hear at all, and there are a few jerky tongue-twisting babbling that I can't hear clearly.

My foreign language skills are basically at kindergarten level, so I don't have to think about guessing what they say. I looked around to see if there was a direction that would bring me closer to them.

Just then, an Asian face came into view, short but fast. Passing through a few crevices in the rocks, he ran to the gap between the two boulders, stopped, and said something inside.

I couldn't make out what Mandarin he was talking about, but the awkward pronunciation made me immediately realize that the little man was Japanese.

"Why are you everywhere?" A nameless anger rose in my heart.

However, attracted by his behavior, I realized that there was actually someone hidden in the middle of these two large stones. And looking at the little man's respectful attitude, it seems that there is still a figure similar to the leader of this group of people hidden in the crack of the stone.

The white-haired Night Emperor was still jumping and roaring not far away, it had been in a stalemate with this group of mercenaries for almost an hour, but it still had no intention of retreating.

I wanted to go around from behind and see who was hiding in the cracks in the rocks. As soon as he took a step, he saw the person in the crack in the stone walk out by himself.

Since it was sideways, I could only see the right side of the man's face. But when I saw that face, my whole body was like a lightning strike, and the blood in my whole body seemed to have coagulated, which made me stunned on the spot.

That man turned out to be Hugo!

I couldn't believe it was him at this moment! He disappeared into a black hole, how could he be here? Could it be that he turned out to be the leader of this group of mercenaries?

I couldn't figure it out, and I was out of idea for a while. My mind was in a mess and I didn't know what to do next!

At this time, the change reappeared, and Hugo, who had just come out, suddenly stumbled forward, and the little Japanese immediately ducked to the side, and let Hugo fall heavily on the ground with a sneer.

I saw a foot poking out of that gap, and someone had kicked Hugo down from behind. Hugo's hands were tied behind his back, and he couldn't stand up for a while after falling.

Immediately after that, a tall and sturdy white man walked sideways out of the crack in the stone, also looking at the fallen Hugo with disdain.

This white man is more than 1.9 meters tall and has an exceptionally burly figure. In particular, the strong arms and chest muscles prop up the combat uniform worn on the body. He wears a beret, a symbol of the chief, with deep eye sockets and a hooked nose. The chin is clean without a beard, and the two thin lips are smiling crookedly with cruelty and disdain.

The white man said something to the little man, and this time I could vaguely hear him speaking English, but I was too poor to understand what he was saying. But when I saw him speak, I pointed to Hugo, who had fallen to the ground.

Although Hugo fell to the ground, his expression was proud, and after listening to the white man's words, the corners of his mouth moved, and he turned over and sat up, his face still proud.

It seems that Hugo should be fine, and I am a little relieved.

Then the white man and the little man spoke a few more words, but it was a different language. I immediately realized that the white man had spoken in English, apparently for Hugo.

At the end of the conversation between the two men, I saw the little man salute the white man and call him "Captain Montgomery."

I still know a little bit about the names of military ranks, which I learned at the military academy. Especially "Montgomery" is more familiar, that is the outstanding British field marshal, famous all over the world. Now I know that they were communicating in Portuguese.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, this white man is really arrogant, and he actually calls himself such a great man. I know that the names of these people are all code names, no different from our code names. But daring to use "Montgomery" to self-style, it can be seen that this white man is very conceited.

When I saw that the little man had finished saluting, he picked up Hugo, who was sitting on the ground, and dragged him out.

Seeing this posture, I immediately realized that they directly saved the link of "pumping ghosts", which was to use Hugo as a bait to contain the Night Emperor!

The situation has changed, and the previous plan can no longer be executed. Hugo is now in the hands of the enemy, and I immediately become a rat trap. And the situation has become more urgent, it is estimated that in less than a minute, Hugo will be dragged into a trap by them and blown up with the Night Emperor.

Plans can never keep up with change! I hate that now.

At this moment, I really have the idea of "today is today, Lao Tzu will fight with you", but this idea is just a flash of thought. I knew that with a little impulsiveness, Hugo and I would have to stay here.

My eyes were sweeping around, and I was looking for an opportunity to take advantage of, when I suddenly noticed that "Mönggo" was staring at me with his head tilted.

I subconsciously immediately raised my gun and pointed it at him, and at the moment when I was about to pull the trigger, I suddenly reacted, I was in stealth, and the other party didn't notice me.

With a long breath, I felt like I was over-tenseed, but after a few seconds I realized something was wrong. That Meng Ge's eyes were not looking around randomly, but staring directly at me in the invisible. It was as if his eyes had a perspective function and completely penetrated my disguise.

I became nervous again, and the muzzle of the gun that I was about to put down was re-aimed at the other man, and at the slightest change from him to the slightest move, I immediately opened fire, even if it was exposed.

At this moment, my whole body was motionless like a stone sculpture, and although I was a little nervous, my breathing was steady and slender, and the muzzle of the gun did not shake at all. All of Montgo was within two meters of me, and no matter how fast he moved, I was sure to shoot through his eyebrows the moment he moved.

I stared at each other, and their gloomy eyes stared at me. I could even see the cold glow in the other person's eyes.

But that didn't panic me, on the contrary, I had a desire to hunt down this egotistical enemy. Deep down, I was hoping that he would do something to give me an excuse to kill him.

If Möngke's eyes are like snakes, then my eyes are like eagles, and we just stare at each other. Although theoretically he couldn't see me, I thought in my heart he knew about me.

However, after a few seconds, Möngke turned his head slowly, looked at Hugo who had been dragged away, and then turned and walked back into the crack in the stone.

Time did not allow me to think about it any longer, so I took a closer look at the enemies I could see at the moment, and arranged them in order, and I was going to kill them instantly with a burst of fire as fast as I could.

At the same time, I have a good idea of where I can hide, and I have to hide there as soon as I kill the enemy, otherwise I will be greeted by countless bullets.

Even after dodging, I mentally demonstrated how to use stealth equipment to go around to the other side to surprise other enemies. It's risky, but I have to try, I can't watch Hugo get hurt by the enemy and do nothing.