It is already the season of spring and flowers are blooming. If the corpse is not placed as soon as possible, the corpse will soon rot in the wilderness. Even if it does not rot, it will be discovered and eaten by scavengers with a keen sense of smell. Therefore, someone must come and take care of it as soon as possible.
The body was returned to the victim's home for burial.
Wan Lin took Xiao Hua back to the bamboo forest where Zhang Wa and others were, then called Qi Hong over, and then reported to them in detail what he had discovered in the mountain.
After he reported the situation, he looked at Qi Hong and said: "After the other party killed the hunter and left the scene, he must have noticed the reflection on the surveillance post on the top of the mountain in the distance, and then quickly disappeared into the mountains. You remind the team members that they are under surveillance
", you must be careful to avoid exposing your position. In addition, notify the two team members on the top of the western surveillance point to immediately change their surveillance location. Their surveillance location has been exposed and may become the target of attack by the opponent at any time."
Qi Hong's face turned pale after hearing this. He didn't expect that two of his team members would ignore such an important concealment rule while they were under surveillance. He quickly walked aside and whispered into the microphone to inform all team members to pay attention to concealment, and ordered the two team members who were already under surveillance.
Should the exposed team members immediately change their alert locations?
At this time, he was really surprised. He didn't expect the visitor to be so cruel and ruthless. He had already started killing before he even got close to Lingxiu Mountain, and he also attacked innocent mountain hunters.
Hunters are very vigilant when hunting in the mountains. They hunt in the mountains all year round. Not only are they physically strong, but they are also very agile. However, the opponent can easily kill the hunters in the mountains. This shows that the opponent is extremely cunning and has extremely high attack power.
Killing skills, one of your team members may be killed by the opponent if you are not careful.
Thinking of this, a chill ran down his spine. Only then did he truly realize that his team members indeed lacked experience in operating in the wild. And these seemingly inconspicuous mistakes in normal times were seen here.
In the seemingly peaceful mountains, it is very possible to lose your life in vain.
Wan Lin continued his speculation about the person who just appeared, and then said to Qi Hong: "This person dressed as a hunter is extremely dangerous. I see that the guard posts you set up on the periphery are always in groups of two. You
Let them monitor separately, and the location should be convenient for covering each other to avoid sneak attacks by opponents."
As he spoke, he turned his attention to Zhang Wa and the others and continued: "From the wound on the neck of the hunter who was killed just now, it can be inferred that the other party sneaked behind the hunter quietly, then suddenly burst out and covered the hunter's mouth, and the dagger was also there.
At the same time, the hunter's throat and neck arteries were cut off, killing him with one blow. The hunter had no time to resist, and his technique was extremely professional."
He turned his face and expressed his judgment to Zhang Wa and others. In fact, he was telling Qi Hong to listen. He was afraid that he would hurt Qi Hong's self-esteem by speaking too directly. After all, he and Qi Hong belong to two systems.
We are brothers, one is the military and the other is the national security department, and we are not very familiar with each other, so we naturally have to be cautious when talking.
Zhang Wa and others nodded, then glanced at Qi Hong next to them, already understanding the intention of Leopard Tou's words. Zhang Wa immediately said: "The other party used a standard throat-slitting action. The other party may not only be the Takahashi family.
A martial arts master should have had military experience. Generally, martial arts practitioners do not have such professional killing techniques, which shows that the opponent has excellent light kung fu and concealment skills, and has received strict military training. And according to your speculation, the opponent
I don’t have a gun in my hand, so I must be in a hurry to get a weapon.”
When he said this, he turned to look at Qi Chu and said: "Qi Chu, you really need to warn the team members. These enemies in front of you are mercenaries who are skilled in mountain and jungle warfare. Their strength is extraordinary, and their attacks are also extremely ruthless. They must be
The team members must pay attention to their own safety.”
Wan Lin nodded, and he had always had this worry in his heart. Qi Hong looked at Zhang Wa and nodded deeply, and then said to Wan Lin: "Your reminder is very timely, so I will go back and rearrange it quickly. Our
He really lacks the experience of fighting on the top of the mountain, and he always seems extremely professional during training, but he didn’t expect to fall short at this critical moment.”
Wan Lin turned to look at him and said seriously: "Okay, you go back and make arrangements first. I will contact you at any time if anything happens."
Qi Hong raised his hand to salute Wan Lin, turned around and ran towards his base camp set up in the bamboo forest on the side. It can be seen from his hurried steps that the words of Wan Lin and Zhang Wa just now did give him a wake-up call.
Alarm bell.
At this time, on a mountainside more than 30 kilometers southeast of Lingxiu Mountain where Wan Lin and the others were, a figure staggered out of a middle forest, leaning on a wooden stick.
This person was none other than Jiro Takahashi, who had just recovered from his injury. After he parted with his third uncle yesterday evening, he immediately followed the instructions of Yamaguchi mercenary Captain Xiao Saito, bypassing the wide lake at the foot of the mountain from another direction, and stayed overnight.
They rushed to the mountains 17 or 18 kilometers northeast of Lingxiu Mountain, waiting to meet up with the Yamaguchi mercenaries led by Saito.
Takahashi Jiro had just recovered from his injury. At this time, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. The stick he was holding on his hand was shaking slightly. He stood on the edge of the bamboo forest and looked around cautiously, and then sat down on the edge of the bamboo forest.
He came down, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, breathlessly took off the backpack from his back, leaned on the bamboo trunk behind him, took out the water bottle and took a sip, and then took out a piece of bread left for him by his third uncle to eat.
stand up.
While he was devouring the bread, he looked around the silent mountains. He knew that Saito ordered him to meet at this place far away from Lingxiu Mountain because he was afraid that his group would be discovered by the opponent and lose the concealment and suddenness of their actions.
It was already afternoon, and he struggled a lot to drag his weak body and finally arrived at the rendezvous point agreed with Saito in advance. Saito and his team had not arrived yet, so he happened to take a good rest here to regain his strength.
, quietly waiting for the arrival of his reinforcements.
He gasped and ate the bread in his hand, his eyes fixed on the outside of the forest, and he thought to himself: "I guess Saito and the others should arrive here around evening, and the operation must be carried out in the middle of the night under the cover of darkness. Now I am just in time
Replenish energy and restore physical strength."
He thought, swallowed the last piece of bread in his hand, leaned his head on the thick bamboo trunk behind him, reached out to pick up the kettle next to him, put it to his mouth, raised his head and took a sip of the cold mountain spring water in the pot, turned to
Glancing in the direction of Lingxiu Mountain to the west, a worried look suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He immediately put down the kettle, took out the phone from his pocket and was about to dial Uncle San's phone number, but then put it down again. He suddenly remembered that Uncle San had said before leaving that he would no longer contact him, and he wanted to act alone to avoid causing trouble.