When Saito finished speaking, his words seemed very polite, but his tone had become very cold, and his two small eyes suddenly burst into light in the dim bamboo forest.
Hearing Saito's suddenly cold tone, Takahashi Jiro suddenly raised his head and stared at Saito, and immediately saw the bright light emerging from his eyes.
At this moment, Takahashi Jiro suddenly felt that the person standing in front of him was no longer the pleasant Saito. The person in front of him seemed to have suddenly turned into a fox watching his prey in the dark, with a kind of excitement all over his body.
A ferocious breath like a beast.
Takahashi Jiro felt awe in his heart. The combat strength of Saito's mercenaries was indeed stronger than that of the special forces he was in in the past. Not only did these mercenaries in front of him receive formal special military training in the army, but more importantly, they were in the mercenary group.
He has experienced many real hails of bullets, which is indeed unmatched by ordinary special operations forces in peacetime.
General special forces rarely have such actual combat experience. These actual combat experiences cannot be obtained on any training ground, so their combat strength should be much higher than that of their former special forces.
He looked at Saito's gleaming eyes and said firmly: "Captain Saito, on behalf of the Takahashi family, I will fully cooperate with your actions. There will never be any second thoughts in the action, and everything will follow your command.
Now is not only the only chance for you Yamaguchi security guards to obtain this gem, but also the last hope for our Takahashi family, so we should all go all out to obtain this gem!" As he said this, he suddenly stood up and raised his hand to salute Saito.
Saito's eyes were fixed on the little Takahashi's eyes. When he saw him raising his hand to salute him, his face immediately showed a look of relief, and he stood upright with his feet and raised his hand in return. At this moment, both of them understood in their hearts.
: They are already grasshoppers tied to a straw rope. No one can do without the other during the operation. As for what happens after winning the treasure, that can only be discussed after returning from Lingxiu Mountain.
Saito then raised his wrist to look at the time, and ordered in a low voice to the mercenaries who stood upright in the bamboo forest and looked at him: "Everyone check the equipment, Kameda! Come on." Following the low response, Kameda immediately
Flashed out of the surrounding bamboo forest and stood in front of Saito like a ghost.
"According to the plan, take your people and set off. Remember, move to Lingxiu Mountain on time at twenty-two o'clock! Yes!" Kameda raised his hand and stood at attention in salute, then lowered his arm and turned to face the forest and shouted in a low voice: "
The second group is leaving!" He said and strode towards the outside of the forest.
Following Kameda's deep voice, five black shadows flashed out of the dim bamboo forest. As Kameda strode forward, they disappeared into the dim mountains outside the forest in the blink of an eye.
Saito, Yoshida, and Takahashi Jiro stood upright and looked at Kameda and the others who walked out. Until they could no longer see their figures, Saito turned around and waved to the two people around him, then sat down.
Silently, I raised my head and looked into the sky through the bamboo shoots above my head.
The night is getting darker and darker, a bright white moon hangs diagonally in the sky, and the stars are embedded in the dark night sky, flickering brightly and dimly with a silvery brilliance.
The entire Lingxiu mountainous area is shrouded in the vast darkness of night. The breeze in the mountain gently blows the lush vegetation on the hillside, and the swaying bamboo tops are making a "rustling" sound.
Saito slowly turned his gaze down the mountain. The vast lake in the distance reflected a bright moon in the sky. The calm water surface was rippled by the breeze, and the silver crescent moon reflected on the lake surface.
It's like swimming on the sparkling water.
At this time, Takahashi Jiro and Yoshida were already sitting on the surrounding forest floor. Yoshida was holding the assault rifle and lowering his head motionless. Takahashi Jiro nervously turned his head and glanced at Saito to the side. He suddenly found that
On the eve of the battle, Saito's face looked very calm. His eyes that were shining like a beast just now seemed dim now, and he was silently looking at a lake in the distance.
Takahashi Jiro nodded silently, thinking to himself: After all, they are mercenaries who have gone through countless bullets and bullets. The calm mentality of the two people in front of him at this time is beyond the comparison of people like himself. Although he has also participated in the special forces.
Several battles with real guns and swords, but they cannot be compared with these old mercenaries who have been fighting fiercely in the mercenary market for many years. With their calmness before the war, it can be seen that the opponent's actual combat level is far beyond
Own.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his nervous mood. Then he slowly looked towards the lake in the distance, as if the endless calm water surface could bring him a little peace.
The high top of Lingxiu Mountain stands among the mountains. The long and giant broad sword on the top of the mountain is rising straight into the sky with its huge blade. The huge black eagle on the tip of the sword has merged with the surrounding thick night.
In order to be one, it seemed that they suddenly spread their wings and disappeared after nightfall. On the high mountain top, there was only the long sword reflecting the silver moonlight, emitting a sharp cold light in the dark night.
At this time, at the foot of the dim mountain behind Lingxiu Mountain, a figure clung to the undulating mountains like a ghost, walking and stopping towards the foot of Lingxiu Mountain. The shadows of the trees in the mountain were swaying in the breeze,
Clusters of dense wormwood and rocks hid his figure.
This person was none other than Xiao Gaoqiao's third uncle, Takahashi Morimu. He had been moving up and down through the rugged mountains toward Lingxiu Mountain in the dim light since the evening.
After several hours of concealed marching, Takahashi Morimu's body was soaked with sweat. At this time, he was lying under a rock, looking up at the foot of the mountain not far ahead.
Pieces of tall wormwood are swaying gently in the breeze, and the dark mountains slowly extend upward along the hillside. Dense bamboo forests are scattered on the hillside, and the mountainside is covered with darkness in the distance.
The dense primeval forest stood on the ground, and the sound of pine waves was faintly reaching his ears.
Takahashi Morimu's eyes flashed brightly, and he scanned the surrounding mountains carefully. On the way here, he had already discovered two surveillance posts hidden on the top of the surrounding mountains, but he took advantage of the fact that he was wearing a
With his concealing cloak and flexible body movements, he quietly escaped the other party's surveillance gaze, and now he finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.
He swept the surrounding hillsides in the dim moonlight, then lay on the ground and slowly crawled forward. The surrounding tall wormwood and exposed rocks in the grass just hid his figure, and the sound he made as he crawled
The rustling sound also merged with the sound of the surrounding bamboo forest and the sound of pine waves on the mountainside.