The weak lights on the training ground make everything around him dark. The trainer Tiger stands with a backlight, his face painted in thick camouflage, and he looks even more eerie and mysterious in the shadows.

A group of six students lined up in a row, standing in front of Tiger under the light. To be honest, if it comes to training and leading troops, Tiger is really good at it. After only a few weeks, these people

It turns out that gangsters from different corners of the world and different levels of people stood together, still looking a bit like soldiers.

"Ahem." Tiger cleared his throat and began to lecture. "You are all elites who have gone through preliminary training and have already understood the principles of growing up in competition. I won't explain any more here. You

After entering this intermediate training camp, although there will no longer be elimination competition among the team members, there will still be competition and learning between the students in other training camps. And tonight is such an opportunity." After speaking, Lao stared at him brightly.

Tiger Eyes scanned the students under him.

This group of students are all strong young men, but after this period of Sanda, firearms and physical training, they have accumulated too much explosive energy in their bodies. When they heard that this meeting was finally possible, they could finally let it go.

His eyes were shining with excitement.

Tiger nodded with satisfaction. "In this confrontation, everyone is free to choose the weapons that suit you." Tiger raised his voice and shouted, "However, I also remind everyone that the weapons used in this confrontation are all real guns and live ammunition. No

Even if you have some time off, if you still have any doubts or benevolence as a woman, and if you can't give it your all on the court, you will be the one who falls."

When Tiger said this, the place became solemn, and everyone just silently weighed their lives in a pile of hot and cold weapons of different lengths.

"Instructor, what is the goal of our mission?" Some ignorant guy asked at an inappropriate time.

"There is no set goal, it's all up to you. Whoever gets the most benefit from the confrontation will win and can be directly promoted to a senior professional title and become a core member of the organization..."

"A mission without a goal?!" Everyone listened and kept thinking in their hearts. Only Wang Fan and Wu Meng didn't pay too much attention to it. Both of them were people who had waded through the wind and waves. They were already ordinary people.

Facing all kinds of changes, why should I care about this?

After a while, everyone also selected their own equipment. In addition to the uniform bulletproof vest and a helmet with a headlight, headset, and camera, Wang Fan picked two pistols, one with a large stopper and one that could be concealed.

Military dagger under trouser leg.

Under the cover of darkness, a truck pulled several people to a large reservoir on the outskirts of the city, and then used two small boats to transport them to an island in the middle of the lake. The island was pitch black and there was no human habitation at first sight.

of desert island.

"What valuable things can be found on this deserted island?" Even Wang Fan couldn't help but frowned when he got on the island.

Behind the piles of rocks on the shore of the island, there are clumps of grass that are taller than a human being. After the grass, there is a large forest with no end in sight.

Several other students got off the boat and eagerly dived into the grass. Wu Meng looked at Wang Fan, then turned around and followed suit.

Also, in this mission, heroes are judged based on their personal achievements, so of course they have to fight on their own.

Wang Fan said softly, but he was not in a hurry to get into the grass. Instead, he took off the big obstacle on his shoulders, found a big stone in the lee of the wind and took a nap.

"This kid is so naughty..." the tiger in front of the monitor said with a dumb smile. Indeed, if you risk getting into the grass where you are most likely to be ambushed without knowing it, you are not asking for trouble.

Want to eat?

Sure enough, after a while, with two screams in the grass, the two sturdy white men who had rushed at the front fell back dripping with blood.

"Help.helpme" the foreign devil saw Wang Fan behind the rock and shouted miserably.

"What's wrong? You're yelling like this. We'll invite the wolf later. Let's see where you can escape." Wang Fan stopped him, unscrewing the headlight above his head and shining a light on the wound covered by the Japanese.

go.

I saw that the two of them were densely stabbed with many bamboo sticks. These bamboo sticks looked like they were newly cut. Although they were not thick and long, what was hateful was that they had upside-down concave holes carved on both sides.

The slot is pierced into human flesh and trying to pull it out. Every move it makes feels like being cut into flesh, which only adds to the pain.

"These people are quite vicious in their attacks." Wang Fan sighed. One look at this method revealed that his opponents were definitely not ordinary people.

No matter what, these two foreign devils were his own, and Wang Fan couldn't ignore them. Wang Fan pressed the foreign devil's back with one hand (actually what he pressed was the devil's numb point, which could reduce the devil's pain), and with the other hand,

He grabbed the back handle of the bamboo stick with one hand and pulled it out one by one.

"Where are the other people? They all rushed over?" Wang Fan asked casually while trying to stop the Japs from bleeding.

"A few of them were following us. Damn it, they used us as human shields and asked us to set up a trap for them..." This man was still slobbering about Wu Meng and the others.

A Japanese soldier bumped into him in a hurry. Who didn't know that Wang Fan and Wu Meng had the best relationship in the training camp? If he scolded Wu Meng in front of Wang Fan, he would not offend Wang Fan.

"Okay, you don't need to say anything. Anyway, we are fighting on our own this time. You just need to be more careful."

In fact, there was no need for the two Japs to complain. Wang Fan also guessed this result. Wu Meng is an old agent. Who else would he use if he didn't use you to set up a trap?

"Okay, you just need to take a rest here first, and then leave again at dawn tomorrow."

Leaving the two foreign devils behind, Wang Fan picked up the long pole and got into the grass. Anyway, someone had already broken through the trap, so Wang Fan just followed it with confidence.

After passing through the grass and separated by dense woods, Wang Fan saw several rocky highlands not far away, which was the best observation point for the sniper rifle.

Wang Fan did not enter the woods, but just walked around the edge of the woods and climbed directly to one of the highlands.

The high ground is actually not spacious, but the uneven rocks are piled on a slope that can only accommodate one person lying down. However, from the high point of the slope, you can overlook the entire forest below.

Anyway, it was still dark all around now, and there might be some traps hidden in the woods anyway, so Wang Fan, who occupied the high ground, was not anxious at all. He pulled off the hat on his head and still held his sniper gun.

Sleep peacefully.

"Ah~" I don't know when it was, but Wang Fan was awakened by another scream. He pulled up the brim of his hat and found that the sky was slightly bright at this time.

Wang Fan turned over, leaned over and looked in the direction of the screams below. The screams came from the woods below. The voice should be the voice of the black man who was in the same group as him.

, it seems that Wu Meng and the others did not dare to venture towards the island after rushing through the grass last night, and they only waited at the edge of the forest until dawn before taking action. Maybe the black man couldn't bear it in the end.

The genius was so bright that he rushed into the woods again and fell into this trap.

Wang Fan raised his sniper gun and searched the jungle through the scope on the gun. Sure enough, not far from the edge of the forest, Wu Yin was walking back with the black man, while the remaining white Japanese soldier was holding a gun to cover the back.

With.

But looking at the way the foreign Japanese at the rear looked back every step of the way, he felt extremely reluctant. He hadn't seen the enemy yet, so could he be willing to withdraw like this?

Sure enough, Wu Meng and the three of them just walked out of the forest. The Baiyang devil said a few words to Wu Meng and then hurried back to the forest.

"Isn't this exactly what Wu Meng wants? Wu Meng is hoping that someone will be there to trap him." Wang Fan secretly laughed in his heart.

Sure enough, Wu Meng just came out of the forest, leaving the injured black man behind and followed the Japanese who opened the way into the forest. Alas, there is no other way, this is human nature.

Wang Fan raised his gun and explored their way again. Suddenly, he found several shadows in the distance, using the cover of the trees to surround them.

"Haha, these are the real opponents." Wang Fan leaned down and adjusted the focus on the scope.

The clothes of these people under the camera are no different from Wang Fan and others. They are all wearing the same black combat uniforms and black bulletproof vests. Their faces are also covered with heavy camouflage colors so that their faces cannot be seen clearly. The only difference is that they are not wearing matching suits.

Wearing a helmet, just a black turban on the head.

However, judging from the way they moved in the jungle and the way they laid traps before, these people were definitely regular soldiers, or even special forces of the special operations force.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan couldn't help but raise his gun and look further away. A novice like him knew how to use a sniper gun to cover behind him. Would this group of professional special forces have not thought of this?

It's a pity that Wang Fan couldn't find the position of the opponent's sniper no matter how hard he searched. Wang Fan didn't believe that he had guessed wrong. It only meant that the opponent's hiding ability was stronger than his own. Wang Fan couldn't help but feel sorry for this opponent he had not yet met.

Respected.

Seeing that the two groups of people in the forest below were getting closer and closer, even the white devil walking in front had entered the opponent's shooting range in ignorance, but Wang Fan still couldn't find the shadow of the opponent's sniper.

The white devil carefully walked through the woods while paying attention to every inch of land under his feet. What he cared about in his heart was whether there were any sudden traps hidden on the ground and among the trees, but he didn't know that several black guns were quietly aimed at them.
Chapter completed!