"How's it going?"

In a mud puddle by a lowly trap with hot stones stuffed into a backpack with luggage, the mercenaries with shotguns shivering incessantly could not stop shivering, and they interrogated the snipers on the high ground behind them through their military radios.

"There are no signs of enemy targets!"

A female sniper wearing a modified Iron Mask aims her gun at an enemy in the distance without any thermal vision.

"They're waiting to reel in the net, and I guess the dogs are infiltrating our rear, and there will even be one or two of them leading the pack."

Ten kilometers behind them, Wang Yonghao, who was wearing a circuit board that disrupted the thermal imaging equipment on his chest, and Han Sasan, a Japanese killer, had already touched the enemy's traces.

The kind of thing they wear on their chests is the main reliance on the survival of the old black American special forces who have lived for ten years.

Before that, when Lao Hei was still alive, he said that he was a military defense engineer, and after being captured, he used the simple equipment in this broken spaceship to develop it.

Two of them were found when they evacuated, and they were now on Wang Yonghao and Han Zuosan, as the two of them were really capable of inflicting a lot of damage after getting close to the Predator.

In their thermal vision, they could already see groups of low heat sources closing the trap they had laid on either side.

Wang Yonghao and the others happened to be on the periphery of this encirclement, and the two people who were not in the encirclement did not move at all.

It's not because there are too many dogs, it's that they're waiting, waiting for the Predator to appear.

Killing dogs is really not a big deal, and it takes a lot of effort, that's seventy or eighty alien hounds.

Sure enough, when he didn't wait long, two tall figures appeared on the left and right in Wang Yonghao's sight, and these two tall thermal images were obviously Predators.

The Predators maintained their usual hunting skills, crouching cautiously on tree branches, and covering themselves with a high canopy of trees.

Wang Yonghao and the others still didn't move, because the current situation shows that these iron and blood will inevitably move, and they are too far away from the target.

Only after they have closed the encirclement will the two of them go up and kill the Predator.

The reason why they have this confidence is because they are very light and do not carry anything superfluous with them.

A modified Iron Mask, a shoulder-mounted laser cannon, and a circuit board jacket that interferes with thermal focusing.

In fact, the battle against the Predator only needs to have a thermal sight, because that layer of stealth disguise to deceive humans does not make sense to the Predator.

In a sense, the circuit board that interferes with the focus of the thermal imaging line of sight is in some ways like the light-disrupting stealth that Iron Will has developed against humans.

As long as the Predator doesn't pay attention, he can't see them, but even if he does, he still can't see clearly.

"The encirclement is shrinking, be careful!"

After saying the last sentence on the radio, Wang Yonghao and Han Zuosang touched the moving Predator on the right.

The cooperation between the two slowly has a tacit understanding, and Wang Yonghao enjoys the feeling of secretly cutting off his head behind someone's back.

In fact, he could have poisoned the Predator alive with a single [poison bomb] from a distance, but that involved the question of how to explain his magical abilities to this Hanzosan.

So let's solve the problem with a blade that glows with golden light!

The two quietly touched the tree where the Predator was, and Wang Yonghao glanced at Han Zuosan, just to let him wait for the knife to be replenished as originally planned.

In just two days of cooperation between the two, a relatively strict order of cutting has been formed, generally Wang Yonghao starts first, and then Han Zuosang quickly repairs the knife once he sees the problem.

Han Zuo-san nodded to him in understanding, and at the same time his expression began to become solemn, and his hands holding knives turned slightly, adjusting his almost stiff hands that were excited by the battle.

It was the real state of a samurai when he was in battle, and every cell of excitement was jumping, and he needed to deliberately adjust and suppress.

Perhaps sensing the inexplicable battle intent behind him, the Predator, who didn't see anything, quickly turned around, but still didn't see anything on the ground behind him.

However, I felt the chill like a hurricane!

The coldness with a powerful sound of breaking the air made him feel uncomfortable, and before this Predator had too many thoughts, he seemed to feel something strange in front of him.

"Bang ~ bang!"

The Predator's body was out of position, and he threw himself high in the air, shattering the canopy of the tree and shooting into the sky.

This is really Wang Zonghao's pot, after he jumped up hard, there was no place to take out the knife, so he had to fly up in Han Zuosan's surprised gaze and kick this iron-blooded heart.

This iron blood was kicked high, flying nearly 100 meters high, but it didn't even let out a scream, in fact, the moment it was kicked again, the bones on its body were basically shattered......

The shaking of the canopy didn't attract the attention of the other Iron Will, as he looked back and didn't see anything unusual.

And what awaits him is just a kick away.

"You ...... legs"

With a shake, after the iron and blood here was also kicked away, Han Zuosan was a little stunned.

"Do you understand genetic technology?" Wang Yonghao didn't know when he had such an ability, which was a serious nonsense.

"After discovering that human genes didn't seem to be enough to fight the Predator, we worked on some genetic improvements over two generations."

"Genes?"

Han Zuo looked at Wang Yonghao's legs, as if he wanted to see something unusual with the naked eye, but found that there was nothing else except the bulging pants supported by the developed quadriceps.

"That's right, strictly speaking, I am a second-generation genetically modified person, it is very complicated to say, my previous generation was a test-tube baby made of second-generation genetically modified embryos, plus the debugging of my genes, I am where I am today."

Wang Yonghao forcibly pulled the second-generation embryo in "Alien: Contract" far-fetched onto him, and what he said made this guy more and more confused the more he listened.

"By the way, when will the little iron-blooded backup arrive?" Hanzo didn't understand or dwell on it, and quickly turned his attention elsewhere.

"They won't come, because now they should be attacking the ship formation of the Iron Blood Camp!"

Wang Yonghao said something that Hanzo couldn't believe at all.

"Where is the encirclement that surrounds Iron Blood on the perimeter?"

Hanzo could never have imagined that only the two of them had formed an iron-blooded outer encirclement.

"You guessed it right, the two of us are the outer encirclement!"