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Chapter 42 Introduction to Special Forces

What did this guy find out!?

Qin Fei's scalp numbed for a moment. It should be fine if he hides himself. Even his breathing has slowed down to the extreme. He was not moved by this guy's head just now.

How could he find himself?

Something went wrong in me!

The skinny monkey's eyes were staring at Qin Fei not far behind him.

With the flash of lightning, Qin Fei immediately understood what the thin monkey had discovered!

The small puddle I dug just now!

There was no backfilling in a hurry. Because the light was dim, the thin monkey probably started to take a look and didn't care. After taking a few steps, he felt something was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, he remembered why there was a newly dug pit in such a wilderness?

It means there must be someone nearby.

Click-

The thin monkey pushed away the AK47 insurance in his hand, which made the sound of this unique push rod insurance.

The thin monkey raised the gun...

He opened his mouth and turned his head to greet his accomplices to come and see the abnormal situation he found.

But when his mouth opened, he couldn't call a word.

The thin monkey felt a chill around his neck, and the vocal cords of his mouth were like a leaking window. Apart from making a sound like a bellows, there was no sound that could be made.

He subconsciously turned around and a face covered with oil paint appeared in front of him.

laugh--

Almost at the same time, a paratrooper knife penetrated through the lower jaw of the skinny monkey and directly passed through the brain, cutting off the spinal nerves, and about two centimeters of the knife tip was penetrated from the back of the head.

The thin monkey almost lost consciousness in an instant, and his life was like water hitting into a balloon. It was stabbed and tilted out with a knife, and soon became a dead body.

One hand grabbed the hanging gun and the other hand grabbed the bullet belt on the skinny monkey's chest. Xu Wu gently put the skinny monkey as soft as noodles to the ground.

"superior!"

He gestured to Qin Fei.

Qin Feifei rushed forward, raised his hand, and a cold light flashed at the last militant of the horse team.

This is a mountain-cutting knife about two feet long. It was hung on the waist of the thin monkey. The moment the thin monkey fell, the knife had already fallen into Qin Fei's hand.

The mount cutter was buckled out by powerful wrist force, and the propeller circled in the air, flying towards the target very quickly.

The militant just turned around and saw a bright spot in front of him. He saw something shaky in the darkness pounced towards him.

puff--

Before he could react, the authentic part of his eyebrows was as sharp as a ripe watermelon on his head, and he was slashed hard and opened the scoop.

The brain and blood splattered out, making the accomplices next to them look on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, two black shadows rushed out from the direction of the bushes, and they came to their eyes in an instant like a ghost.

The two cross-border militants could not see each other's faces clearly, and in panic, they only saw a strange and colorful face.

"ghost--"

The other two militants were even unable to scream and had their throats cut directly.

The leader does not have AK47 in his hand, but a pistol.

At this time, the pistol had been pulled out halfway, and he finally saw clearly that the two black shadows that appeared in front of him like ghosts were not "ghosts" in the mouth of their accomplices, but two soldiers with jungle oil paint on their faces.

He had a Soviet-made "Grachi" 6P35 pistol inserted into his waist, which contained a high-performance 7H21 armor-piercing bullet. It was easy to shoot through a Class II bulletproof vest within a distance of 20 meters, and even the dragon scale armor was difficult to resist.

However, the hand that touched the gun handle had not yet pulled out the gun bag. The other hand grabbed it from behind and wrapped his wrist tightly, making him unable to move for a moment.

The little leader was shocked, and he even felt the bones on his wrist clattering, as if they were about to break.

What a lot of strength!

He has been in the army and received regular military training, and knows that he really encountered a tough guy this time.

A few days ago, my own armed group had attacked the Nation Z anti-drug police entering this area.

The dress of these people in front of them is probably the legendary special forces of Country Z.

Oh my God!

He actually attracted these killers!

The little leader regretted it. After ambushing the anti-drug police, he once advised his boss to leave here early and cross the border to return to the small country opposite.

Only in this way can we get security.

Kill their anti-drug police on the territory of Z people. It is not difficult to imagine that the police and the military will definitely search the carpet-style search here and uproot the drug dealers hiding here.

The most unprovoked people are the people of Z. They never do anything, but they are very damn behind their backs, especially their special forces. I heard some seniors who have encountered the special forces of Z. They said that under any circumstances, don’t provoke those killers.

A paratrooper knife with a cold light instantly slashed under his neck, and the little leader could feel the chill even through the air.

There was a warm current in his crotch, flowing down his pants to his heels.

"Give me your life!"

My life is in danger, and the little leader speaks Chinese more easily than ever.

"Good man, please spare me! Uncle, please spare me!"

He used all the words he learned from Country Z TV programs.

His knees became weak, and the man fell to the ground and raised his hands obediently.

"Leave a living!"

Xu Wuxu grabbed Qin Fei's hand that had already waved his sword in the air.

The paratrooper knife is less than half a centimeter from the skin of the little leader's neck. A little forward can be used to cut the trachea smoothly and cut the carotid artery.

Qin Fei was gasping heavily, his heart beating violently, his eyes covered with blood.

Xu Wu understood at a glance that this is commonly known as "killing red-eyed".

This kid!

What a murderous intent!

"Leave a living!" Xu Wu repeated once.

He felt Qin Fei's hand trembling slightly, which was a sign of abnormal nervousness.

Xu Wu is not unfamiliar with this feeling when he was the first time he killed someone.

"You go to the side to guard and leave it to me."

What can help Qin Fei relax now is to let him go aside and calm himself down and kill him. This is a psychological hurdle faced by every special forces soldier after entering the game.

It is never easy to seize a life.

This is not a blockbuster movie, but a life-threatening person.

Once you take action, other people's lives will be gone and will be ruined in your hands.

This feeling made many soldiers even fall into nightmares all their lives and couldn't extricate themselves.

Qin Fei took a deep breath of air and relaxed his tense arms a little.

When the little leader saw that the sharp paratrooper knife finally left his neck, he could no longer help and collapsed on the ground.

"Good man, please spare me! Good man, please spare me!"

He kept repeating this sentence, as if he had encountered a pitiful ghost and kept reciting Buddhist scriptures. It seemed that once he stopped, the evil ghosts around him would pounce on him and seek his life.

Jin Donghai and his friends rushed out of the woods next to them, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and then looked at Qin Fei who was standing aside and silently.

He walked over with a smile and patted Qin Fei on the shoulder: "First time?"

Qin Fei felt cold sweats constantly on his forehead, and nodded without saying a word.
Chapter completed!
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