Fifteen minutes later, there was a sudden noise on the walkie-talkie. Guan Yu grabbed the walkie-talkie and asked impatiently: "Lihuo, if you hear it, please answer, what happened there?"
There was a lot of noise in the walkie-talkie, and a shrieking sound like wind blowing through a hole in a rock covered all the sounds. After more than ten seconds, the noise and shrieking inside disappeared, and silence returned.
Guan Yu shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Lihuo, Lihuo, talk back, you fucking answer me, did you hear me, talk back!"
There was silence over there.
"Damn it!" Guan Yu grabbed the walkie-talkie and was about to throw it to the ground. He raised his hand in the air, and finally slowly put it down. He told himself not to be impatient now, otherwise he would not be able to solve the problem and would make it worse.
Bad.
He tried to calm down and nervously thought about the solution.
In the base of the special forces!
Blind Yue stared at the topographic map in front of him, leaning over the map to make detailed notes on the topography of the Nameless Valley.
This is a very old map. It seems that it has been in existence for a long time. Some places on it have been eaten away by insects, leaving large and small holes. However, the most important Nameless Valley area has been completely preserved.
This was just sent by Zhuge Zhou. It is said that it was an ancient map that was originally kept in the ancestral hall of the mountain village. However, no one had ever noticed it until this afternoon when they were repairing the ancestral hall and discovered it accidentally.
At the beginning, Yue Xiazi had said that if he found any strange things, he would send them to him, so Zhuge Zhou sent someone to send the map.
On this ancient map, there are more than a dozen red circles densely distributed in the valley shaped like two S's connected together in the Nameless Valley.
These are the places where special forces members disappeared, and each location represents a very strange event.
Blind Yue leaned over the map, thinking hard about the reason for the incident.
A copy of the same map has been sent to He Ming and Yang Gang, and He Ming and Yang Gang were looking at the map at this time, thinking about how to solve this problem. Unfortunately, there was really no solution for the moment.
They also sent helicopters to search, but the purple fog in the valley was not only dense, but also very viscous. When the helicopter flew in, the visibility was only a pitiful one or two meters. Not to mention searching for the missing special forces members, even their own
Safety cannot be guaranteed. As for the release of fog-repelling bombs, more than a dozen rounds were used in a row, and the thick fog was not even diluted at all.
"What the hell is this weather like? It's almost suffocating me!" Yang Gang pulled off the top of his special combat uniform and took a deep breath.
After serving as a squadron leader in the special operations brigade for so many years, he has never been so frustrated. In the past, he at least knew where the enemy was, but now it was better. He couldn't catch or touch anything. It was like a dog biting a hedgehog - there was no place to bite.
He Ming smiled helplessly and wanted to say some words of comfort, but he opened his mouth and said nothing. To be honest, he felt useless. The famous special operations brigade was blocked here by a small valley.
We also lost more than a dozen special forces members, which would make anyone who was the captain feel aggrieved.
The walkie-talkie suddenly rang. He Ming turned around and picked up the walkie-talkie, "I'm He Ming, speak!"
"I am Kuangbiao of the Second Squadron. We have found traces of the group leader. They are moving quickly towards Wuming Valley without even dealing with traces along the way. They probably guessed that the special operations group will meet in Wuming Valley and prepare to meet with the special agents behind them.
It’s a gamble.”
"The captain is still the same, he knew I would be waiting for him here!" He Ming cursed with a smile, and then asked: "What about the team of special agents behind them?"
"It's about 500 meters behind the captain, and the speed is obviously faster!"
Hearing this, He Ming's face became much more serious.
Zheng Xiao and the others are on the verge of danger.
500 meters, for the special agents who have undergone strict military training, it takes almost no time to get there. It seems that they also guessed that Zheng Xiao might take the road of Wuming Valley, and were prepared to catch up with the target at all costs.
"Quangbiao, you guys rush to the Nameless Valley as quickly as possible. Make sure to ensure the safety of the captain. Remember to do whatever it takes!"
After He Ming finished speaking, he immediately grabbed another walkie-talkie and said, "Attention, Third Squadron, the captain has entered Wuming Valley. You must rush to Wuming Valley at top speed to ensure his safety!"
As soon as he put down the walkie-talkie, He Ming's expression suddenly changed. He remembered something and quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Prevent them from entering the Nameless Valley. You must stop them from entering the Nameless Valley. You must not enter the purple mist!"
Zheng Xiao was running wildly in the jungle with Zhuge Hong on his back!
"Put me down, captain, otherwise none of us can run away!" Zhuge Hong shouted on Zheng Xiao's back, struggling desperately while shouting.
"Shut up, I'll knock you out if you keep inking!" Zheng Xiao shouted while panting.
Just now, they finally encountered Yamaguchi Chieko's Sakura special agent team, and the two sides had a fierce exchange of fire. Since then, they have never been able to escape the pursuit of maggots like bones. Zhuge Hong's injured leg greatly reduced their progress.
Such speed made it impossible for them to escape from the crazy agents behind them.
Gunshots rang out, and a bullet flew past Zhuge Hong's ear and hit a pine tree. Zhuge Hong looked back and saw a shadowy figure moving behind him.
Zheng Xiao didn't even look back, he held Zhuge Hong's hip with his left hand, pulled out a pistol with his right hand and fired a shot, causing the agent team member who was chasing him to fall on his back.
"Damn it, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Zheng Xiao cursed and put the pistol back into the holster on his leg. The automatic rifle had been thrown away long ago after it ran out of bullets. Now they only have this pistol and the contents of the gun.
Only five rounds of ammunition.
The trees on both sides backed up as Zheng Xiao ran wildly. After turning a corner, the purple mist-filled valley entrance of the Nameless Valley appeared in front of him. Zheng Xiao stopped and looked at the sight in front of him in confusion.
The purple haze that appeared.
He had also heard the legend of the Nameless Valley from Zhuge Zhou, but he had never encountered such a strange thing. He did not expect to encounter the legendary purple mist today.
Standing at the mouth of the valley, he hesitated for a moment, not sure whether he should go in or not.
Zhuge Hong looked back and urged: "Captain, why are you still standing there? Hurry up, they are catching up!"
The footsteps behind you can be clearly heard. As long as the agents turn the corner of the mountain road, they will be exposed to the opponent's gunfire.
Zheng Xiao glanced at the purple mist in the valley in front of him, then listened to the clearly audible footsteps behind him, gritted his teeth and got into the purple mist.