"Sure enough, I heard me right. Ye looked at the bullet casing, which was the Italian Burle Tower 92F pistol that he had judged.

"In the dead of night in the mountains, there must be someone fighting against such gunshots. Ye Cuo was secretly worried in his heart.

Huaxia is a forbidden place for mercenaries, because mercenaries generally fight in teams, and it is impossible for this large-scale entry to escape the defense line of the soldiers on the border of China.

The first is that the number of mercenaries in the team is usually at least six or more, although it does not sound much, but it is enough to be conspicuous, and the second is because the mercenary team will carry weapons with heavy firepower, such as machine guns and the like.

Internationally, with the exception of places like Africa and the Middle East, mercenaries do not have a large range of existence.

But organizations such as killers often act alone, and the weapons they carry are more secretive, so it is much easier to enter the country secretly.

Longshan is surrounded on all sides, the range is particularly large, and it is also very deep, which is a rare deep mountain old forest near Yunhai City.

The jungle here is dense, inaccessible, and there is a part of the periphery, which is close to the sea. As long as the smugglers are not caught in the waters of China, it is very easy to smuggle in here.

At this time, Ye Cuo's whole person was like a loach, sliding through the dense woods, but his body did not touch anything.

In fact, if anyone who climbs a mountain knows that walking in the woods is extremely difficult. Clumps of weeds, dense bushes, and corroded fallen leaves can make your feet feel like they're stuck in a quagmire.

But Ye Wrong, but graceful as by dancing tango.

"Smack" was another gunshot, this time with great clarity.

Ye Cuo's eyebrows raised: "There are people fighting in front, from the previous shot, to now, the interval is a little long, it seems that the previous enemy has been eliminated, and now they are in new danger." ”

Thinking of this, Ye Cuo's heart sank suddenly.

For such a long time, if the opponent is a well-trained warrior who is enough to spread out the battlefield and hide it well, he is actually already in the battle circle now.

At this time, Ye Cuo could only pray that the other party was not a big enough team.

His body sank and hid behind a tree, and in the center of the palms of both hands, a flying knife curved like a crescent moon appeared.

In this dark forest, although the light of the moon and stars makes it difficult to pass through the canopy, there will still be a glimmer of light, and the soft sword will emit these lights, exposing the wrong position of the leaves, so it cannot be used.

At this time, Ye Cuo, like a snake, was hidden in a dark corner.

In the silent darkness, among the barren weeds, mosquitoes are flying, and from time to time on the tall canopy, birds are awakened, fluttering their wings and flying away, and the cry is terrifying like a ghost.

Only the irritable chirping of insects and the shadows of all kinds of strange rocks were left in the mountains and wilderness, like hideous beasts.

In this kind of environment where you can't reach out and see your five fingers, Ye Cuo's eyes are keenly observing the surroundings.

Broken branches, trampled grass, the smell of bullets in the air, and the loose dirt on the hillside that has collapsed under trampling all mean that the battlefield is not far from here.

Ye Cuo was a little anxious, he knew that Su Ya would definitely lead the classmates to evacuate in another direction, and now his purpose was to prevent these people from going in Su Ya's direction.

But the other party has a gun in his hand, if Ye Cuo is a nine-layer dragon god in his body, he will not be afraid at all, and directly kill these people to destroy them.

But now, he can't even do complete dragonization, and he can't fight against hot weapons at all.

His nose inhaled, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, rather than gradually dissipating, which meant that the person who was shot was not injured, but dead, and the body was nearby.

Dare to kill people, these people seem to have no scruples.

Ye Cuo couldn't spend any more time with these people, in case they left and chased after Su Ya, Ye Cuo would have no way to stop it.

He was going to examine the corpse and determine where it came from.

In the grass, the leaves drifted quietly through a ghost.

Not far away, in the valley, a pine tree crumbled, and bullets pierced its trunk, creating a bullet hole the size of a bowl that nearly broke the tree at the waist.

Many people see that in film and television works, the character is shot, leaving a bullet-sized hole on his body.

In fact, this is deceived by the movie.

In the real shot, the bullet will rotate rapidly because of the rifling in the barrel, and this powerful and telling rotation will cause an incomparably terrible tearing force, stirring the musculature of the human body, forming a big hole.

Generally speaking, if you are shot in the chest, it may indeed be a small hole in the chest, but there will definitely be a bowl-sized hole in the back, and the internal organs will be churned into a paste.

The horror of war can never be understood by those who have not seen it with their own eyes, and those who fantasize about becoming a great general who kills people on the battlefield can only be said to have beautiful fantasies.

In a small clearing in the valley, a man was lying face down on the ground, and the clothes on his body had appeared a large hole because of the penetration of bullets, and the terrible wounds were broken in flesh and blood, and the ground was in a circle, scattered with human muscle tissue.

The body was shot in the chest, and it seemed that it was not completely concealed, and it was seen and killed by one shot.

There was a P239 women's pistol scattered around his hand, and it seemed that he had chosen this small-caliber pistol for the sake of carrying concealment.

Ye Cuo reached out and grabbed the pistol, and withdrew the magazine, there was only one bullet left in it.

Better than nothing.

Ye Cuo took it in his hand, and the pistol disappeared into the palm of his hand, and he couldn't see where it went.

The clothes on this person's body were ordinary men's short-sleeved shirts and striped trousers, there were no obvious marks worth recognizing, and Ye Wrong's hand reached into his pocket, which was empty.

He glanced at the man's arm quickly, but found no tattoos or anything like that.

But according to the calluses on the palm of the tiger's mouth, it can still be judged that it is a veteran of making guns, and the most commonly used should be a military submachine gun, which should come out of the military region, and as for the current identity, it is difficult to identify.

Ye Cuo's insistence on these few times is complicated to say, but in fact, it didn't take five seconds in total.

It was as if he had just crouched down in front of the corpse, and then quickly retreated.

However, in such a short moment, Ye Cuo's back suddenly cooled, and an extremely dangerous premonition suddenly rose to his heart.

The hairs on his scalp and all over his body stood up in an instant.

This time, he no longer cared about whether his movements were particularly hidden, but directly burst out with the strength of his whole body, and suddenly rushed out like a cheetah.

"Bang bang", three crisp gunshots, sounded behind him.