Although the gunshots were small, sparse, and quickly became quiet, Lin Yu still seemed to have caught a ray of light in the dark night sky, relying on his powerful discernment ability to sweep towards the source of the gunshots.
He rushed four or five kilometers in one breath, but no sound came from the front.
However, he firmly believed that his judgment was fine at the beginning and continued to go deeper forward.
After moving forward for about one or two kilometers, a few English curses and rustling sounds suddenly came from the woods ahead.
Listening to the sound, he was about two or three hundred meters away from Lin Yu's current location. He immediately slowed down and stepped forward, trying to avoid making noises to prevent shocking the people in front of him.
Soon, he saw through the gaps between branches, leaves and vines, several figures in special operations uniforms lying on the ground in front of him, as if they were unable to move, and life and death were unknown.
Lin Yu bent down and walked forward a few steps again, hiding sideways behind a cluster of dense shrubs, protruding his head to observe the figures, wanting to determine the situation ahead first.
Judging from the blood all over the ground and the branches and vines that were smashed by bullets, the gunfire sound just now should have come from here.
Several pistols and rifles were piled up on the ground in scattered manner. Several men in black and gray special combat uniforms were lying on the ground, their eyes closed tightly, with pain in their expressions, and their chests were slightly undulating. They still had vitality, but they could no longer get up.
Not far away, there were two people who could no longer get up. They lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and their sides were covered with red blood.
However, after noticing the color of the special forces uniforms on these two people, Lin Yu's eyes suddenly widened and his heart was trembling.
The special forces uniforms on these two people looked very similar to the dark green camouflage special forces uniforms of the Dark Spurs Team!
Lin Yu hurriedly raised his head and looked at the arms of the two people. After seeing the secret sting team logos worn by them, he was immediately excited and excited.
If these two people were members of the Sect Team, it would be almost 100% certain that He Zizhen had already escaped into the rainforest with a safe!
But because the two of them were covered in blood, Lin Yu couldn't recognize who they were. He couldn't tell whether they were really members of the Skull Team, but he took off the clothes of the Skull Team and put them on him.
Body.
"Damn bastard!"
At this time, the previous curse sounded again. A blond man in a black and gray special combat uniform turned over in pain, struggled, and used his legs to kneel on the ground with difficulty, then supported the ground with one hand.
I staggered to get up from the ground, but ended up in failure.
Obviously, he was hurt less than others.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu's face changed and his eyes fell sharply on the blonde man.
"I want to send you to... to hell..."
Seeing that the blonde man couldn't stand up, he simply knelt on the ground, took out a dagger, crawled towards two men in special combat uniforms of the sting brigade, then straightened his body, held the dagger tightly with both hands, and pointed it at one of them.
He stabbed him hard.
Puff!
With a thin sound of the blade piercing the flesh, the blonde man trembled suddenly, and he looked at the dagger in his hand in horror.
Because his dagger has not stabbed yet!
At this time, a heart-wrenching pain had already come from his back, which instantly spread throughout his body.
He slowly turned around, and then saw a cold and beautiful face of the Yanxia man.
The moment Lin Yu was in the same hand, he flew over like an arrow and stabbed the dagger in his hand into his back heart!
"you……"
The blonde man widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and then fell to the ground without a sound.
Although it is not possible to determine whether the two people on the ground are members of the Dark Spurs team, Lin Yu can be sure that this blonde man is definitely not his comrade-in-arms!
So Lin Yu stood up and took it off.
"What...what..."
At this time, a conscious figure on the ground suddenly stretched out his hand at Lin Yu, as if he had recognized Lin Yu, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his words were vague.
"You know me?!"
Lin Yu's heart moved, surprised and happy.
You know, the more than 40 people Qi Changmao brought may not have known him, but now this person can recognize him, which means that this person is most likely someone he knows!
Lin Yu rushed to the figure, then wiped the blood stains on the man's face with his hands, and his expression suddenly changed. He saw that this man was no one else, but Jiang Lei, who he had previously speculated that he was still alive!