Chapter 223: The Killing Land (2)

The two armed clippers were heading forward in the broken water, one after the other, and when they turned a corner along the river, they immediately saw the missing ship docked on the shore in front of them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Details such as new bullet marks in the cabin, blood stains on the deck, and the 12.7mm twin anti-aircraft machine gun that ran out of bullets suggest that the ship was under attack and that the soldiers on board were probably wiped out.

The armed clippers continued their search along the riverbank, and soon found blood and corpses on the opposite side, apparently the soldiers who had been sent out to kidnap the Chinese merchants had been wiped out.

The news was transmitted over the radio, and an urgent assembly order appeared in the barracks deep in the jungle, and it was not long before the gates entwined with layers of barbed wire opened, and four trucks full of soldiers staggered out and drove off along the road into the distance.

"Boom!" There was a muffled thunder in the dim sky, and Nakhunpa's father stood in the room and looked out, watching the tiny raindrops fall, wondering who had killed the soldiers he had sent.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon turned into a curtain of rain that connected the heavens and the earth, and Yang Guang, who saw this scene, withdrew his gaze to the house, and continued to think about the situation of Nakhunpa's father.

Don't look at the truck driver as just an ordinary soldier, but because he often drives, he naturally sees more things than others, and he is definitely more exposed to more information.

Nakhunpa's father actually controlled about 600 troops, of which no less than one-third were veterans who had experienced years of war, which was a bit insignificant in China, but in a special place like Myanmar, it was really not a weak force.

As for the weapons and equipment, they are basically what they are used for, and many of them are even left over from the Second World War, don't look at them are all "old antiques", but the efficiency of killing people is not low, which is a particularly deep understanding of Yang Guang who used the "Napoleon cannon" to shell Toba Port.

Such an enemy is a high threat, but it is not impossible to defeat, and the most important point is that Nai Kunba's father does not have military satellites, radar scanning, and thermal energy detection, and if Yang Guang finds that he cannot achieve his goal, he can completely find a way to get out.

Based on the trucker's confession, Yang Guang began to adjust his spells, and from now on he had to keep himself in the best shape at all times in order to deal with any unexpected events.

The roar of cars in the distance could not be concealed even by the pouring rain, and Yang Guang slowly opened his eyes as the searchlights flashed through the half-hidden windows. Through the night owl pet in the treetops, Yang Guang knew everything about what was happening outside, and the soldier with a weapon in his hand jumped out of the truck bed in the heavy rain, and under the order of the lieutenant, he scattered in a straggler line and began to search the valley.

After Yang Guang dealt with the soldiers who took pleasure in their lives, he stayed in a relatively clean wooden house in the valley, he knew that if these killed soldiers did not return, they would definitely attract the army to hunt for them, and then he could take the initiative by waiting for work.

The soldiers who came to search seemed to know that there were mines in the paddy fields, and they all walked along the ridges as much as possible, and about a squad of people came to the direction of Yang Guang's wooden house, kicked open the door and turned on the flashlight to start checking room by room.

The bright flashlight light pierced through Yang Guang's body, shining on the wall behind him, as if Yang Guang did not exist. It was impossible for this ordinary light to crack the effect of the "invisibility spell", so no matter how much the two soldiers with guns in their hands looked at the room, they could not see that the person they were looking for was less than three steps in front of them.

The space in the room is not large, and the furnishings inside are extremely simple, and there is no place for hiding people at all. The soldier with the flashlight was more careful, deliberately raised his head to look at the beams of the room, and after confirming that there were no dead ends, he turned around and left to search other places.

There was no one else here except Yang Guangben, and these soldiers braved the pouring rain to rummage every corner of the valley, and naturally they didn't find any clues. The lieutenant who led the team was a little unwilling, but he was helpless, after all, the rain in the middle of the night was not conducive to tracking down his whereabouts, and it was possible for the army to be discouraged if he continued to toss, so he could only beckon his soldiers to get on the car and prepare to leave here and return to the barracks.

When the soldiers, who had been drenched in heavy rain for half the night, heard this order, a look of relief appeared on their faces, and they quickly climbed into the truck and sat in. The driver in front of him started the car and stepped on the accelerator, and the truck staggered forward.

The two trucks combined were more than 40 soldiers, and no one noticed that Yang Guang was quietly waiting on the side of the road they had to leave. When these soldiers first came, they were very vigilant, and even if they scattered to search, they were in groups of three or five, which was not a good opportunity to make a move.

Yang Guang believed that it was impossible for these soldiers with no sense of honor and responsibility to hold out in the harsh environment for too long, so he chose to use "invisibility" to cover his whereabouts and wait slowly, and now the opportunity really appeared.

After a series of standard spells were completed, a hot and bright fireball flew out of Yang Guang's hand, and at the same time, he activated the power of the ephemeral ornament, and released another "fireball technique" in an instant, and the two fireballs flew forward almost side by side, that is, in a second or two, they came to the side of the military truck dozens of meters away, and collided with it in the desperate eyes of the driver.

"Boom! Rumble! A huge explosion immediately echoed over the valley, and a large amount of flames immediately tore the bodies of the completely unprepared soldiers in the truck to shreds, and then devoured countless stumps and severed arms, turning them to ashes under the raging flames.

Looking at the truck that turned into a fire, and the sound of martyrdom sounding from time to time, Yang Guang clapped his hands, as if he had done something insignificant, and slowly returned to the original wooden house.

The biggest feature of technological civilization is probably that life is too fragile. A nuclear bomb can destroy a city, and its power is comparable to the 9th order spell of a mage in a magical civilization, but the person who presses the launch button is likely to not be able to withstand even a bullet and a magic missile.

And a mage who can cast a 9th-order spell must be at least level 17, and if he is well prepared, even a nuclear bomb will not be able to kill him. As for ordinary bullets, even level 7 mages don't take such a threat very seriously.

Yang Guang closed his eyes and began to meditate, it was stupid to rashly attack Naikunpa's father's barracks, and the best way was to use the strategy of "step-by-step" to force Naikunba's father to come out of the heavily guarded lair. This valley has already swallowed two groups of soldiers, and more prey will be devoured, and all Yang Guang has to do now is to seize the time to meditate and set up a trap to catch the prey. (To be continued.) )