He is now like a good hunter, waiting patiently for the prey to take the bait.

In the sniper rifle, aiming at the imaginary area where "prey" may appear at any time, he breathed gently and patiently.

"The third area, at six o'clock, the enemy is entering, and is quickly interspersing into your area □□ area... the fifth area, at three o'clock and nine o'clock, and the enemy is entering at the same time..." Liang Chen quickly judged the direction of the enemy's appearance based on the shaking of the grass leaves below, and kept warning.

Before the war, he had already divided this area into seven major regions and carefully divided it into condescendingly. He coordinated and dispatched the entire team in a condescending manner, which was equivalent to the eyes and soul of the whole team. Now, these eyes finally played a terrible role.

Three delta team members were bent down and the inverted triangle tactical advancement formation was quickly advanced. Suddenly, gunshots sounded from the back. Although a member of the team behind rushed forward in the moment the gunfire sounded, he was still shot into his right leg by a shot. His leg bone was broken and he hugged his legs and howled there.

The two team members in front reacted very quickly, without looking back, and they lined up the left and right sides to the outside, quickly looking for cover. At the same time, the guns in their hands fired continuously, spewing out flame tongues and swept towards both sides.

But the next moment, their opponent suddenly disappeared, as if they turned into water vapor and evaporated into the air. They didn't even look at each other's face.

"Set, what a hell. Why did they come out from behind us? Do they know the direction of our movement?" One of the special forces members cursed softly. The teammates on the right were about to say something, but suddenly his face changed drastically. He raised his gun and was about to shoot upwards. "Du" suddenly a huge sword appeared on his throat, and a knife penetrated through his throat. The tip of the knife penetrated the back of his neck, nailing him to the tree behind him. Before he died, he still maintained the posture of holding the gun and shooting upwards.

The special forces team member who cursed in a low voice lost his comrades and howled like a wolf. At the same time, he quickly made tactical avoidance. The gun in his hand was about to shoot at the bushes in front of the right, and at this moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, his legs clamped his neck, and twisted it hard with the falling momentum.

With a crisp "click", his head immediately turned 180 degrees, and he went back to the back, and he fell to the ground dullly like half a wooden stake. Before he died, he finally knew that his teammates wanted to shoot not the enemy beside him, but the enemy above his head. Unfortunately, he knew it too late.

"Did you see, these bastards are just like birds, just like a bird, and they are vulnerable. Let's start working, killing them like killing chickens and ducks!" Yao Weilin stood up from the man, roared at the other two team members in the headset, twisted his neck, and a sound of Titicaca came from his neck, which was so violent that it could not be violent.
Chapter completed!