The attack came without warning, and the two guides walking in front suddenly fell to the ground silently.
This group of mercenaries are almost all experts in jungle warfare. As soon as the guide was attacked, they quickly seized a favorable position and prepared for battle.
Their wise minds, rich experience, quick reactions and super individual skills are what enable them to survive in the primitive jungle until now.
But apart from the smell of rotting leaves and the gentle breeze, there was no movement at all in the jungle.
No one could see clearly where the attack came from, and the ghostly hunting made these mercenaries suddenly smell the breath of death.
David used the cover of his companions to quietly touch the guide's body. There was a faint red mark on the neck of the deceased. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it at all. David touched it lightly with his finger, and the red mark suddenly opened, and blood
It spurted out. It was obvious that the throats of these two people were cut by an extremely thin knife. Because the opponent's attack speed was too fast, there was no time for even half of the blood to splash out. One knife killed two people. David thought of that thin knife.
With the cicada-like knife and the opponent's incredible skills, the clothes on his back were instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his pupils slowly shrank into needle-like shapes. He knew that the thing he was most worried about had happened.
David forced himself to calm down and nodded to the team members. Everyone understood and clenched the weapons in their hands. Once the target appeared, they would not hesitate to tear each other into pieces.
Stopping with stillness is the best method David can take at the moment.
The jungle was so quiet that even the birds seemed to have sensed the danger and had stopped chirping long ago.
Time passed by minute by second, and beads of sweat broke out on David's forehead.
Suddenly, the savage lying on the ground let out an irritated growl. David had an idea and quietly made a gesture to the team member next to the savage. The man understood and kicked the savage's big breasts. He felt a heart-pounding pain.
The savage let out a shrill scream. As soon as the scream started, a huge white shadow flew out of the bushes like lightning and headed towards the mercenaries who were waiting for them.
When the savage heard his wife's screams, he was so furious that he jumped out from behind the tree regardless of his own safety.
The mercenaries had been waiting for this moment, and without David's orders, the blazing bullets poured at the "White Shadow".
The savages had seen the power of modern firearms and naturally knew how powerful they were. When the gunshots were fired, they relied on their agility to hide. Even so, they were hit by bullets in several places and were bleeding profusely.
Almost at the same time as the savage jumped out of the bush, three more figures pounced from different directions, but at a faster speed. The moment the mercenaries pulled the trigger, the opponent's military spurs had already penetrated their throats.
The opponent retreated with one blow and disappeared into the dense jungle in the blink of an eye. The entire process from appearing, killing, to hiding, took no more than a second. Even if David was as quick as David, he would not have time to aim and fire. Listen m1a2,
The MP5 submachine gun and Scar-L whined meaninglessly, and David's heart sank completely.
Seeing the triangular hole poked in the throat of the deceased, David could guess the identity of the deceased with the soles of his feet. He was really afraid of what he was getting. Could it be that his good luck had come to an end?
After all, David is an excellent expert in jungle warfare. He is calm in the face of danger. He clearly realizes that stopping by static means can only be beaten passively. If it is delayed any longer, they will die one by one under the spears of the Chinese special forces, and even their souls will be lost.
Rotting in this damn jungle.
David growled at his team members: "Retreat!"
The mercenaries alternately covered and retreated one by one. While taking action, they continued to shoot around with submachine guns or assault rifles. David's move was intended to "alert the enemy" and force the opponent not to dare to approach, lest he be cannibalized one by one.
David understood that the most important thing at the moment was to break out of the jungle as soon as possible. Only in this way could they escape the elusive hunt of Chinese special forces.
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out. David suddenly turned around and saw a team member beside him staggering forward. An arrow cut from a branch penetrated his neck. The tail of the arrow shaft was still trembling slightly, and the burning fire was burning.
Blood spurted out and splashed across David's face.
David wiped the blood from his face and his eyes turned red instantly.
He turned around and grabbed the savage's long hair, pulled out the tiger-tooth fighting saber and put it on her neck, roaring angrily: "Damn Chinese soldiers, get out of here! Otherwise, I'll kill this son of a bitch first!"
Huben was almost happy when he heard David's scolding. This kid was so angry that he was so angry that he spoke without thinking. He was arresting a savage. How could he be a "son of a bitch"?
David's eyes suddenly blurred, and there was a young Chinese soldier in front of him. He held a dark military thorn in his right hand, and the three-edged bloody blade glowed with a faint cold light.
With a "crash", everyone pointed their guns at Han Feng.
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Han Feng's mouth, and his cold eyes slowly glanced at the mercenary in front of him.
"Let her go!" Han Feng said coldly, looking at the savage tied up like a rice dumpling.
Seeing Han Feng, the savage's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Haha..." David suddenly laughed wildly, and then said viciously: "Let her go? Who are you to talk to me in such a tone? Don't forget, as long as I move my finger, you will immediately
It will turn into a honeycomb!”
"Really? In that case, why don't you give it a try?" Han Feng smiled. In his eyes, David and the mercenaries around him were no different from dead people.
"Chinese soldier, you are so arrogant!" David's eyes slowly turned into sharp blades.
"If she is harmed in any way, I guarantee that everyone here will die miserably!" Han Feng's sharp eyes made David's heart beat wildly.
"Oh? So you are here for this savage? Haha...Chinese soldier, it seems we have to talk!" David seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and suddenly became energetic, "You let us go,
I will ensure her safety, what do you think?" At this point, David no longer dares to expect to leave here with the savages. He has already witnessed the ghostly killings of the Chinese special forces. As for the honor of the Davis family, let it be
To hell with it, if the "Arctic Fox Mercenary Team" can leave China safely, it will be a gift from God.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!" Han Feng's eyes were like ice frozen in the Arctic snowfield for thousands of years, "No matter who it is, as long as he sets foot on Chinese soil with weapons, he must die!"
David's only hope was suddenly shattered. He roared like a lion: "Son of a bitch, let's see who dies first!" With a flip of his wrist, the sharp saber slashed towards the savage's throat with a soul-eating cold light.
.Almost at the same time that David swung his sword, the mercenaries fired at Han Feng with both light and heavy weapons.