The bald man on the side who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes, and they were as blue as a clear spring.

He was a burly bear, like a stout polar bear!

His face was full of flesh and he looked extremely vicious.

He looked sideways at the man who was speaking, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

My name is Mike and I was born in the most chaotic area of Blue Star.

Since I was born, I have seen destruction, death, calamity, and disease.

Intrigue is nothing more than a daily routine.

For a piece of bread, people can sell their flesh, they can kill people and plunder!

All the sins of the world originate here.

This is hell left on earth!

If you want to survive in such a human purgatory, force is not the most important thing.

Because whether it is a gang boss with many younger brothers, or a bright warlord and politician, he may also be assassinated at any time and die on an inferior bullet worth two cents!

Compared to force, the most important thing is the brain.

A flexible brain and an observant eye can avoid a lot of unnecessary disasters!

Mike didn't speak, but bent over and quietly moved his ass to the front.

He picked up the tablet that had been placed next to him and connected to the periscope camera via a data cable. Wired data transmission can effectively avoid the possibility of being detected by people, and it is the most basic means of saving life in an unfamiliar battlefield.

On the screen, it was exactly what the periscope observed.

"Hmm~~~"

Mike saw the image on the screen, and his expression that had not changed for thousands of years as if a rock had changed slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.

Alone.

A person who looks obviously abnormal, but also imaginary.

I can't see my face clearly, it's like a humanoid ball of light.

"yes, Captain, what is this, it can't be a ghost."

The white man, who was observing the situation outside through a periscope, was full of panic and stammered as he spoke.

Hearing the ghost, the other three team members all looked surprised.

They looked at Captain Mike, suspiciously.

Mike didn't answer, staring at the looming figure on the screen.

Suddenly, the figure disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there.

He immediately frowned tightly, and the center of his eyebrows condensed into Sichuan characters.

Before he could speak, the watcher gasped.

"No, no ........."

"Wait, found it, found it, down the hill, he's heading northwest."

"Fack, what the hell is this thing, it appeared more than a hundred meters away in an instant, is it really a ghost."

The white man who was monitoring the situation outside couldn't help but draw a cross in front of him, his face extremely ugly, sometimes iron-blue, sometimes pale.

When the others saw this, they couldn't sit still.

They either leaned in front of the periscope or to the captain, to see what was going on outside.

When they saw the scene on the screen, everyone looked unchanged.

They have been through a lot of battles and have seen a lot of things.

But this thing.

They really haven't seen it.

Phantom!

That's more than you can imagine.

The only female member of the team lost her face, and her brown eyes nervously looked at the ice and snow around her, as if she was afraid of a ghost suddenly popping up.

She said nervously.

"Fang, you don't have half Huaxia blood, do you know what this thing is?"

"Could it be the ghost of the snowy mountain?"

Fang is very young, in his twenties, and his complexion is relatively dark.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Although I have half Chinese blood, this is the first time I have come to Huaxia. ”

"I don't know what it is."

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Fang looked at Mike and asked with a little concern.

The appearance of the ghost has added too many variables to this mission.

They don't know what weird stuff they're going to face next.

But even if there was only one ghost, it had already made Fang and the rest of the team tremble.

Is that something that humans can deal with?

"Wait."

Mike stared at the strange figure on the screen, and said calmly in a calm tone that didn't match his fierce appearance: "Here is the place of the Mourning Dog Mercenary Group." ”

"If this ghost continues to advance northwest, it will definitely pass by the Mourning Dog Mercenary Regiment."

The Mourning Dog Mercenary Group is a well-known mercenary organization in the West.

There are more than 300 people in the entire mercenary group, and they are famous in the mercenary world for being fierce, not afraid of death, and daring to fight.

The name of the mercenary group is taken from the hyenas on the African savannah.

This animal is often a group action, hunting prey far stronger than them, and it is a terrifying animal.

On top of that, this animal is good at attacking the weaknesses of other prey!

At the bottom of the mountain, more than 400 meters.

In the middle of a mountain stream.

Sixteen mercenaries of the Dead Dog Mercenary Regiment hid in a large crack in the glacier, and the top of their heads was covered with camouflage cloth to cover them.

If you look down from the sky, you can only see the vast white snow and gravel, and you will definitely not be able to see the figure of the mercenary group.

The members of the funeral dog mercenary group are very miscellaneous.

Blacks, whites, yellows, all kinds of people.

Although people are of different races, different skin colors, and different nationalities, all have one thing in common.

Indifferent.

Wary.

Like a beast hunting.

His eyes lit up with a dangerous glow.

Always be alert to your surroundings.

Suddenly, a deliberately muffled voice rang out.

"Chief, there is a situation."

A sturdy black man bowed down and walked forward slowly.

He took the binoculars and looked in the direction the team was pointing.

More than a hundred meters away from the Mourning Dog Mercenary Group, a figure was slowly walking towards the hiding place of the Mercenary Group.

That man, like a phantom!

Not like a living person.

The black leader's pupils constricted, but he didn't show any fear.

He whispered, "Bring the crossbow." ”

When a member of the team heard this, he immediately handed over the crossbow.

All-metal crossbow, painted with black lacquer, matte.

In this environment, cold weapons such as crossbows and arrows are far better than guns. Because once a gun is fired, the sound of gunfire will inevitably spread in the mountains and forests, which is tantamount to actively revealing one's position.

The black leader took the crossbow and silently aimed at the strange figure that was slowly approaching.

But instead of attacking immediately, he was calculating the distance between the two sides.

One hundred and twenty meters.

One hundred meters.

Eighty meters.

The humanoid light and shadow took a firm step, and approached the hiding place of the Mourning Dog Mercenary Group step by step.

At this distance, ordinary team members can also see an approximate one with the naked eye.

They also noticed the light and shadow that was walking towards the camp.

For a time, everyone changed color.

However, before they could discuss what this thing was, the black leader decided to take action after making sure that Light and Shadow had no intention of avoiding the mercenary group.

"Whew!"

Pulling the trigger, the sharp crossbow bolt tore through the air, and instantly rushed towards the light and shadow.

It's coming in a flash!

Seeing this, everyone held their breath and stared into the distance.

"Bang!"

The sharp crossbow bolt had not yet approached the light and shadow by five meters, as if it had crashed into an invisible barrier, and it could no longer move forward!

was stunned in mid-air.

However, before everyone could recover from the shock.

The bolt exploded as if it had received a huge impact!

The mountain wind whistled by.

Only the ashes in the sky flew into the distance with the wind.

"Sss

Seeing this, everyone couldn't calm down, and some even took a deep breath nervously.

Uncanny.

It's weird.

This is definitely not human.

Phantom!

This thought instantly came to everyone's minds.

But they don't have time to think deeply.

The light and shadow did not stop, and still walked towards the hiding point of the mourning dog mercenary group step by step.

Sixty-five meters.

Fifty meters!

The other party is already close at hand!

What to do now!