He is still worried about one problem: at present, these omissions can only be explained by "temptation", so with Captain Mack's ruthlessness, he will definitely not show mercy.

Cheng's hand slowly lifted the backpack and pulled out a gun. AWP extended sniper rifle with a magazine capacity of 10 rounds. Good gun.

He held up his gun and pointed it at the gurgling river. Open the safety and pull the bolt.

There was a "bang", and neither Cheng nor John moved.

The gunshot was muffled, and there were no ripples in the river.

"Cheng, if I was not wrong just now, did no bullets fly out?" John froze in place, blinking.

John wished he had seen it wrong, after all, it was not impossible for him to be blind for a while in the darkness of night.

He took two quick steps towards the river, then turned back, "Or ...... Do you try to shoot again? ”

Annoying.

Cheng's scalp tingled, and he forcibly turned his head to John and said, "Check all the ammunition." ”

John nodded mechanically, pulled a random gun from his backpack and looked at it, ", Barrett." John's favorite, the semi-automatic sniper rifle, has the power to tear people apart through walls even from kilometers away.

John nervously swallowed, then unloaded the magazine.

The team members who heard the gunshots came out of the depths of the forest one after another.

"Were you guys just firing a shot? Why is there only such a muffled sound, who shoots? The players in the distance laughed when they heard this.

John rarely didn't scold back, he spread out his palms and motioned to everyone, and there were seven or seven eight bullets lying on it. The originally boiling voices quickly cooled.

"me, empty bullets!"

In the field, especially when there is more than one opponent, how skillful it is is almost useless. The bullets flew over before the people could punch, and the scene in the movie of single-handedly stirring up a gang of people is simply nonsense. A group of big men stared dryly, looking at their boss and opponents, what's the matter, sit in a row and divide the fruit.

At this time, only weapons can be relied upon. Whether the weapon is good or not, and whether there is more ammunition or not, determines whether a person will survive tonight or not.

But right now, it's too cramped. Empty cartridges only have a bullet body and a small amount of ammunition, not to mention, these are all no-mouth cartridges with no warhead and only cartridge shells.

It's not that Cheng hasn't experienced this kind of situation. He went out alone without weapons and was blocked in the middle of the road by thirty people, so he could only bow his head and tie his hands and be kidnapped, and then find a way to get out of his unpreparedness.

At such times, any form of resistance can only be a temporary hero and expose IQ defects.

He unfastened his backpack and took out the contents as they were.

Weapons and ammunition supplies were lined up one by one. Unload the magazine, take out the bullets, and look at them one by one. In the end, it was found that the only ones that passed the quality were anesthetic injections and short knives, as well as bombs that were inconvenient to inspect now - the bomb array was too big, what if the target was really blown out.

Cheng thought about it, leaving only pistols, all empty cartridges and bombs, and other useful tools in all the furnishings, and threw away the rifle and machine gun.

The killing distance of the empty shell is only about 10 meters, and 20 meters is up to the sky. In this case, rifles and machine guns, which can only shoot from a distance, appear useless and bulky.

He packed his backpack and got up, and his teammates around him had almost finished checking their gear.

Everyone was collectively silent and preoccupied.

"What now?" Someone was the first to break the silence.

Cheng looked back and saw that it was Peter, who had just joined the team half a year ago. Retired directly from the battlefield in Afghanistan, he is not old, but he has great military honors. This should be his first action since retiring.

Cheng sympathized with him, the situation here is completely different from the battlefield, the battlefield is a group battle, everyone shares a common fate, and life and death can only be left to God. Here, your teammates are all wolves, and when the situation is so critical that you can only survive one, they will even bite you back. If you are lucky, you can kill the enemy together, but if you are unlucky, it is not certain who will die.

No one answered. Cheng glanced at him, and the lucky ones who could get out of the battle should have good eyesight and be able to read thousands of hints in their eyes. Peter was silenced.

John leaned over and whispered, "Cheng, there are only two things going on now: there really is an ISI in this dense forest; Or, just us. ”

John was about to continue, when someone next to him yelled, "Something to say!" We are a team. ”

He understood what John hadn't finished: if it were just us, we would have to do what Captain Mack wanted to do with each other's betrayals.

John zoomed up his voice and said subtly, "I think at this point, we should first make a dot matrix to test if there is an ISI." ”

Cheng is thinking about the consequences of doing so. What if there is an ISI...... That's a bunch of bloodthirsty people who are even more unreasonable than the Taliban. The Taliban rebelled mainly in their own country, and at most swept into the Middle East; The ISI, on the other hand, intends to be the enemy of those who stand in its way all over the world, and it is extremely vicious and perverted.

John touched him, "Hey, Cheng, do you want ISI here or not?" ”

John's ability to ask such questions indicates that his emotional intelligence has improved and he has begun to think about complex interpersonal issues.

If there were, these fifty people could unite as one; If not...... Their knives can only be swung at each other. Captain Mack didn't trap them out of something, and it was impossible to let them go back.

He replied, "I hope you're with me no matter what." ”

John was shocked with tears in his eyes, he wanted to hug this Asian man who usually cherishes words like gold and rarely reveals his heart, this is the precious brotherhood!

Cheng was telling the truth. John is a good hand in the action, and in the case of a clear relationship between friend and foe, it can be said that he sharpens his knife against the enemy, and he is sincerely for me, and he is the most ideal partner.

Before they could reach an agreement, someone took the first step to test the reality of the bomb for everyone - an earth-shattering sound not only shocked everyone present unsuspectingly, but also startled the birds peeping in the deep forest.

Cheng looked at the flock of birds in the sky that were startled and scattered, and a poem suddenly passed in his heart, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear", he is now interested in Liu Zongyuan.

It's Peter, a newcomer to this operation.

The good news is that everyone quickly dived into the mountains and forests to find a suitable terrain and watched for an hour, and there was no new situation at present; The bad news is that the morale of the military has completely collapsed since the bomb exploded. The worse news is that, presumably on the principle of not doing anything, Peter detonated five more bombs half an hour ago, but none of them went off. In short, the only bomb that exploded was the good luck they should have accumulated until the moment of salvation, which was overdrawn by Peter in advance, or as an experiment, and not even a bird bombarded it.

Miraculously, Peter, who couldn't hold back at the beginning, took the lead in professionally entering the state of preparation after completing this series of moves. On the contrary, all the rest of the people who showed a frightened expression in the face of the five bombs that were only smoking and silent were unusually cowardly, and stupid.