He may not know where Rapoo is now, but as long as he is by this old friend's side, he should be able to stay safe for the time being.

Rossdam is the best at escaping and protecting himself.

Cohena walked to the window and looked out, it was dark outside, and he could faintly see the lights and flickers of the huts in the distance.

"Where is this?" he asked, looking back.

"Where I was born. Rothdam replied, grinding the fireflies intently, as if they were the most precious treasures. "You're unconscious

For a long time, you have been in a half-asleep state, and I have brought you back here in a borrowed ox cart. ”

"Are we safe? Now. Cohen was a little worried, Rapoo was not a good character, although the man in black was torn apart by external forces

Half, but Rapoo still has unpredictable means and strength. That man's will and physique were simply unbelievable.

"Of course safe, until tomorrow morning. Rosdam replied with a smile on his old face like a chrysanthemum.

"This is no ordinary village. He whispered. "It's all the peace you want. ”

"I don't understand, you mean supernatural forces? here?" Cohena asked rhetorically.

"I was born here, I grew up here until I left. You'll love it in no time. Rossdam said with a little meaning.

Next

Syllable.

An emerald green branch was broken off with leaves. Held in the hands of a strong and angry short-haired black man.

He put a leaf from a twig under his nose and sniffed it carefully.

Sizzle

Inhale deeply through your nose. Hiss.

"Southern Cohenna, you can't escape" The black man's camouflage combat uniform was already in tatters, and only one remained

Strips of cloth hung sparsely on his body.

He held a normal black dagger in his hand. From time to time, cut through the branches and weeds that stand in front of you.

This is the interior of a magical forest, and unlike the yellow-green savannah outside, this is a long, somewhat undulating yellow-green forest.

Crash

Suddenly, there was a faint commotion in the distance behind him.

Someone is shouting loudly in American language.

Raopo quietly bent down, revealing only a pair of eyes to burrow under an arched tree root on the side, and looked back.

"Hasn't someone already searched for this direction? Why do you want to come?"

"The instructions from above, don't worry so much. ”

"There aren't many people now, so I really don't know what I'm thinking. ”

Several men in yellow-green camouflage uniforms searched around with guns in their hands.

Rapoo buried his head and looked there from between the grass.

He noted. The clothes on the arms of these men had a black eagle emblem.

"Nighthawk" he recognizes this sign.

Some time ago, he united with the rest of the forces to inflict heavy damage on this mercenary legion.

"It seems that something new has happened during the time I haven't been back. He knew it.

Bang!!

Suddenly, there was a gunshot in the distance, followed by the frantic roar of the bison.

"Shit!!

Bang bang!!

A few more gunshots.

A few people on patrol here nervously raised their guns. But when he heard the roar of the cow, he put it down with a smile.

"This group of rotten people, if you attract those people from the patrol team of the investigation car, you can't worry a little bit?"

A black man spat on. Turn your head from the direction of the gunshots. Suddenly, I found that the silence around me was a little terrifying.

There was a hint of vigilance and confusion on his smiling face, and his hand unconsciously raised the gun.

Click!

A large hand reached out of his throat like lightning and pinched it.

The corpse fell limply backwards, and was slowly placed on the ground by someone holding it.

Rapoo spat and took some of the things he needed from the three corpses in the grass, guns, water bottles, insect repellent. There are still some

On-the-go food snacks.

He thought about it and picked someone who was about the same size as him. Quickly rip off their clothes and change them yourself.

The corpse lay in the grassy woods more than half a person high, and it was impossible to notice anything unusual until it was very close.

Rapoo sniffled and continued in the intended direction. Like a silent cheetah, extremely fast and silent.

Garon was standing on a yellow-green SUV with a pair of binoculars in his hand and was looking into the distance. He changed into a close-fitting yellow

A green mercenary uniform with a black large-caliber pistol pinned to his waist.

Surrounded by mercenaries who specialize in driving cars, and bald heads.

The car was followed by four off-road vehicles of the same style, all of which were filled with Nighthawk's peripheral mercenary soldiers, some with machine guns, yes

People were inspecting bazookas, and some even had small mortars.

Several of the elite members of the Nighthawk had gloomy faces, each silently checking their anti-materiel sniper rifles.

"Carlo, has the search situation of the various detachments come out?" Garon had taken over the command of Nighthawk instead of the bald head.

He was wearing a pair of silver-wire glasses, and a light curtain flickered faintly on the lens of the left glasses, which was actually a small display.

This is the latest research success, and it can be used for video, photography, recording, short-distance communication, and online data search

Tools, they are specially made, and the Nighthawks call this Hawkeye.

"Fortunately, everything is not going well. The sound came from one of the headphones connected to the glasses.

Garon raised his hand.

"Mark the location. ”

The two dozen people in the four vehicles all began to check their weapons and equipment, and the elites began to debug and test their communication glasses.

A big fat man in a car even erected an aviation cannon that was only used on airplanes

More than twenty people were bombed with grenades. Machine guns, rockets, heavy machine guns, mortars, and the most powerful weapons that a single soldier can master. Here are all

It's all there.

After all, Nighthawk is a mercenary army that goes to the battlefield, and in addition to the small but elite members of the decapitation team, there is also a huge firepower set that is equally powerful

Regiment. With just such a team of more than 20 people, all of whom are veterans of war, they have been able to conquer a small city in a short time

Town.

In Africa, such an army is already the top elite.

Not to mention the fact that behind the four vehicles, there was an even larger mercenary team assembled by the Nighthawks—a huge Nighthawk army of hundreds of men.

All of them are Nighthawk's outer legions. This time they really tore their faces, without the containment of similar mercenary groups such as black knives, night

The Eagle spends a lot of money on temporary hire of these mercenaries who have flashed across the battlefield.

In the name of carrying the black knife of extermination. A large number of mercenaries actively participated. Fight with a powerful legion, you can get a good commission,

It can also avoid its own casualties to the greatest extent. That's why mercenaries always like to join the ranks of the stronger side. They are like grass on the wall

kind, which side shows strength. And they flocked to join there. So on the mercenary battlefield, the most important thing is that you can't show that you are more than you

The opponent is weak, even if it is weak, it must have a madness to make others jealous.

Garon stood on the front of the SUV and glanced back at the three cars behind him.

The people in these three cars are the real internal members of the Nighthawks, that is, the real members except for the elite. It is a certain solid connection

Department of people. And the people in the back are just here to fight the tailwind.

"The location was determined, and a patrol detachment was attacked. Three people died. Carlo's voice came out of the eagle's eye.

"Go in that direction. ”

Garon nodded. When he put on the military uniform, he unconsciously had a sense of harshness and coldness.

"Yes!"

The convoy began to turn and move in the marked direction.

The team in the back was under the command of the front, and several detachments were divided into several detachments to wrap up in a form of encirclement.

Garon's gaze retracted from a cheetah lying on the trunk of a tree not far away, and looked at the large group of black creatures in front of him.

The convoy didn't drive long before a large herd of African wildebeest burst out of the way.

Coaxing, coaxing

Countless black wildebeest neighed sideways from the front of the convoy like a wide black river flowing across the yellow-green grassland

Never stop.

These ox-like horses have two crooked horns, and they differ from buffalo in that they have long faces and a thinner body

Some.

But no matter what, the creature rushed and ran no less than a car at full speed. Powerful.

The ranks of the Legion had to be temporarily stopped.

"I should be catching up with that guy. The bald head touched the one-eyed gauze he had bandaged and whispered. "Rapoo wore our human clothes, no

The man who passed us had a miniature tracking signal on his clothes, and he couldn't run away. His expression was a little hateful, and his eyes were being touched by Rapo's own hands

The blind are stabbed in hand-to-hand combat.

"There's no hurry. Garon said lightly.

Suddenly, he pressed Hawkeye's headphones and looked back to the side.

There, a soldier with a painted face came from the grass and stood beside the cart, clutching three small yellow objects like embroidery needles in his hands

, like an ordinary bamboo skewer.

"Sir, I found three signalists for the attacked soldier nearby. ”

The soldier shouted.

Garon glanced at his bald head, who slammed his fist into the car door with a loud bang.

"Is there a way to keep up?" asked Garon in a low voice.

"Satellite, this weather, it should be fine. A ponytailed woman next to her bald head replied. "But there's no guarantee of accuracy. ”

"Do it. Garon nodded.

The woman opened the laptop, and after a dazzling screen blink, and after a crackling keyboard click, she turned the computer,

Facing Garon and the others.

"I can basically locate the approximate area, but the rental cost of the satellite is too high, and I need the authorization of the boss. ”

Garon nodded at the bald head, who stretched out his index finger and pressed it on the computer's fingerprint input.

drip

With a soft sound, the woman turned her computer back and began to concentrate on searching.

"We can't find Rapo's whereabouts very well, but Cohenna's exact location is fine. He had a satellite phone on him

, we can locate his position by means of technical means. He had only used the phone a while ago. The pony-tailed woman explained in a low voice. "Rapoo definitely is

Chase Cohen, we just have to grasp that. ”

Garon nodded.

At this time, the wildebeest herd also passed, leaving behind a burst of yellow dust.

The convoy moved on. (To be continued......)