On the shore of the island, Zhu Hong was holding a sniper rifle with a somewhat regretful expression. The shot just now was off, and he couldn't kill Ling Chen with a headshot. At that moment, he reloaded the bullet and continued to lock on to Ling Chen's position through the scope.

At this moment, Ling Chen had already spotted Zhu Hong on the shore from the direction where the bullet came. Seeing the sniper rifle in the other party's hand, Ling Chen's complexion changed slightly, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately dived his body into the seawater.

Bang!

The moment the body sank into the sea, the gunshots rang out again. If Ling Chen had been a few tenths of a second slower, that shot would have likely pierced his head.

Looking at the disappearing Ling Chen, Zhu Hong sneered and said to himself: I want to see how long you can hide under the water.

In the seawater, Ling Chen covered his bleeding left shoulder with his hand, vigilantly looking at the groups of sharks around him, and secretly complained in his heart. There was a Rylov on the top, and there was a Zhu Hong on the shore, and he had no chance to get on the boat. What's worse is that he is injured now, and the smell of blood will sooner or later attract the attacks of those sharks.

No, they must find a way to get rid of Rylov and Zhu Hong, otherwise all their hard work will be in vain.

Think about it, but the most critical question is, how can we do it?

Thinking about it, a shark that didn't grab the food suddenly targeted Ling Chen's body. Seeing that the shark opened its bloody mouth, showed its sharp teeth, and rushed towards him, Ling Chen did not hesitate, immediately pulled out the dagger on his waist, and swung his body slightly to the side to avoid the impact of the shark.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Chen violently bullied his body, clinging to the shark's head with both hands, and the dagger was directly inserted from the top of its head.

The pained shark immediately went berserk and slammed around in the water. Ling Chen clutched the dagger tightly, not daring to let go, allowing the shark to drag his body through the water.

At this time, Rylov on the helicopter saw that Ling Chen had not surfaced for a long time, and immediately gave an order through the walkie-talkie: turn off the trigger device of the mine, send the kayak over, and bring all the people on board back to the shore.

In less than five minutes, two kayaks, carrying more than a dozen soldiers, came from each side and approached the motorboat.

Rylov sat in a helicopter, hovering in mid-air, supervising the whole process and directing his men.

But at this time, no one noticed that at the tail of one of the kayaks, a hand covered in blood grabbed the pull rope on the outside of the kayak and slowly climbed up. When his head was above the water, a pair of sharp eyes glanced around. Immediately after, before everyone on the kayak could react, the other party violently flipped onto the boat, and the dagger in his hand mercilessly stabbed into the vital point of a soldier.

Yes!

With a scream, everyone's attention was immediately grabbed. However, the moment they turned around, they only saw a sharp cold light hitting them, gently slashing across their necks.

In less than five seconds, all six soldiers in the kayak were killed.

Over there!

At this moment, Rylov, who was riding in the helicopter, finally noticed the anomaly on the kayak, pointed at Ling Chen on the boat and shouted.

Hearing Rylov's shout, Ling Chen glanced up, bent down to pick up an assault rifle, and aimed at the helicopter forty meters away.

Quick, turn the nose around and kill him for me. Rylov urged.

The pilot immediately took control of the helicopter and aimed the muzzle of the Gatling gun at Ling Chen, who was on the kayak.

Shoot!

At Rylov's shouts, the driver raised his thumb and gently pressed the red button on the joystick. However, at the same time, the corners of Ling Chen's mouth slightly raised while holding the gun, and his fingers gently pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang!

Shots rang out, and three bullets sliced through the air and landed unmistakably on the front window of the helicopter. The first two bullets pierced through the glass smoothly, and the last bullet passed through the hole and shot accurately into the driver's head.

One shot to the head!

The pilot, who was killed instantly, leaned forward and pressed right against the helicopter's joystick. Suddenly, the helicopter hovering in mid-air immediately lost its balance and rushed straight to the sea.

No!

Rylov's face changed drastically, and when he saw that the helicopter was about to hit the sea, he immediately jumped out of the cabin.

Bang!

Just as he was falling, the gunshots from the kayak rang out again, hitting him in the abdomen. For a moment, blood gushed out like a spring.

Looking at Rylov who fell into the sea, Ling Chen put away his gun and said to himself: Let you taste the taste of sharks too.

The icy waters were pouring in from all directions, and Rylov shook his head a few times in the water, resisted the pain in his abdomen, and paddled his arms desperately towards the kayak not far away.

Help me!" Rylov shouted at the soldiers in the kayak.

Several soldiers did not dare to delay, hurriedly arrived in kayaks, and soon drove to Rylov's side. One soldier bent over, leaned out of the kayak, grabbed Rylov's arm, and pulled him up hard.

But at this moment, the soldier suddenly felt his arm sink, and Rylov's body seemed to become extremely heavy. At the same time, Rylov's pupils in the water shrank, and the leader of the Broken Tooth Training Camp, who had always been known for his brutality, actually showed a look of fear at this moment.

Help me

Rylov shouted in panic, clutching the soldier's arm with both hands, and desperately climbing up. But then, the surface of the sea gradually replaced with a scarlet red, and the blood slowly spread, and Rylov's face became more and more pale, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

Finally, with the cooperation of several soldiers, Rylov was forcibly dragged onto the kayak. However, when everyone saw Rylov's miserable appearance, their faces suddenly changed greatly. At this time, Rylov only had the upper half of his body left, the part below the waist was dripping with blood, and his legs had long since disappeared.

Sir, sir

One soldier tried to scream twice.

Rylov looked at him blankly, his body twitching slightly. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, a stream of blood had already flowed out.

Looking at Rylov, who had closed his eyes and no longer had signs of life, several soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The leader of the Toothless Training Camp died like this.

Glancing at the motorboat that had stopped not far away, the soldiers' eyes were a little hesitant, not knowing whether to continue with the leader's order.

At this time, on the shore of the island, Zhu Hong frowned, his face ugly. He also saw the scene where Rylov was dragged up just now, and in that case, it was impossible to survive.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said coldly: Rylov is dead, and now I have full control. Everyone listened, and immediately brought back all the people on the motorboat.