At this moment, if Jiang Minghao is lying motionless in the mud, no one will notice at all. There is a person lying here, even if you use technology to search for it, you may not be able to find Jiang Minghao’s existence unless you are like him, with incomparable possessions. Perspective eye.
This is true concealment, true disguise, or invisibility is more appropriate. In such a situation where the enemy's strength is absolutely different, Jiang Minghao can only use this method to continue fighting.
Jiang Minghao pulled up his saber on the ground and continued to flee into the jungle. This time, he walked very carefully. Although the dense bushes and grass made his escape speed more than ten times slower than before, you will find that There was almost no trace left where Jiang Minghao had passed. Even if the enemy was tracked by hunting dogs, it would take some time and effort.
Finally, after Jiang Minghao ran out for three hundred meters again, he stopped in front of a rotten mud tan. He looked back and forth at this place. The outline, color, and even texture were exactly the same as his own body, but it was very likely. It was the quagmire of the swamp, Jiang Minghao's mouth unexpectedly showed a wicked smile.
That's right, he intends to hide in this quagmire that does not know the depth, and even sinks himself completely accidentally.
Jiang Minghao quickly took off his trousers. They were already soaked in rain and dew. At this moment, the muddy trousers were as heavy as a pile of rubbish, and they exuded a disgusting stench of rottenness.
After Jiang Minghao knotted the trouser waist and the other trouser leg, he stuffed his entire face into the other trouser leg, and began to blow inward desperately until he bulged the whole trousers, and then Jiang Minghao knotted the other trouser leg. Then he threw the whole pair of trousers into the quagmire, and the whole person jumped and squatted directly on it.
As the gas-filled trouser legs slowly sank, Jiang Minghao suddenly realized that the quagmire was just as he thought, it was a swamp. He immediately stretched his body to lie flat on his trouser legs, with the muscles up and down. At that moment, it seemed to be dormant for an instant.
Jiang Minghao whispered secretly in his heart: "God, please don't let my little master's pants leak air, even if the air leaks, you have to support this group of enemies before you talk, otherwise the little master will really be dead."
Just when Jiang Minghao was like a dormant fish, lying in the swamp for less than five minutes, he heard the sound of the grass and trees rubbing against each other when the animals were walking. The speed was so fast that it could even bring a continuous Strong wind, Jiang Minghao knew that they had already come.
At the same time, with the sinking of gravity and the camouflage on Jiang Minghao's body, half of his whole person has trapped the bath, and at that moment he and the bath really became one.
Just imagine, what kind of guy who is struggling with his life will have such a mind and courage to hide in this cannibalistic bath at the critical moment of life and death? Moreover, it still only relies on the buoyancy of a pair of full of breathable pants, which may deflate at any time, in order to avoid, and even sneak attacks on enemies whose strength, number, weapons, or physical strength are superior to them.
Just when the Mole and the Crocodile rushed to a distance of about ten meters from the bathing ground, the Mole who took the lead to open the way suddenly squatted and raised his fist, signaling to stop the march.
When the four people stopped, they immediately took charge of a position to be on guard. They cooperated with each other, and there was no flaw. While Jiang Minghao hiding in the bath, although his eyes were covered by leaves and mud, his perspective was clear. After passing the obstacles, seeing the cooperation of these four people clearly, I felt disappointed, because they couldn't stand alone, so wouldn't this give Jiang Minghao any chance to break them one by one
Just listen to the crocodile behind the mole, lowered his voice and asked the mole who opened the way:
"Mole, since the kid set up fake mines, we have been chasing for ten minutes now. At our speed, we should have caught up with him. Why didn't we even have a ghost?"
The crocodile took a breath and continued: "You know, this kid didn't leave any traces after 500 meters. Even if he ran while dealing with the traces, he couldn't run so fast. Isn't we chasing in the wrong direction? Up?"
"Impossible!" Mole said affirmatively while looking at the PDA on his arm:
"Our people fanned out this area of the jungle. If he runs to both sides, he will be discovered by our people. We are a raid team. If this kid turns around, he will definitely be run into by us. So he He can only run deep in the jungle. Although this kid is a jungle field master, he did not leave any clues or traces after five hundred meters, but I'm sure we are in the right direction!"
"But..." The crocodile wanted to say something more, but at this moment the Mole interrupted the crocodile, only to hear him say:
"Be careful, everyone. The muddy field in front is probably a swamp. We will go around the edge in a moment!"
The Mole finished speaking, holding the EM-2 assault rifle in his hand, slowly getting up, preparing to go around from the edge, but at this moment, there was a sudden rustling sound on the left and right sides of their location, just right from their location. It was about one hundred. This sudden change caused the four Arctic fox mercenaries who were planning to continue their pursuit to squat nervously, and their four guns were aimed at the left and right sides.
The crocodile looked at the rustling vegetation not far away and winked at the Mole. The Mole immediately pointed at himself and the crocodile, and pointed to the other two team members behind them, indicating a pair of two. Look at the left and right sides respectively.
They didn't dare to shoot at will, because the fake landmine just now made them unable to determine whether it would be a trap set by Jiang Minghao this time.
Mole and crocodile took the brunt and ran to the left, while the other two team members ran to the other side. Two groups of four finally separated at this time.
Jiang Minghao watched them parting, he was suddenly overjoyed, and said to himself: "It's so pitiful, it seems that God is also helping me!"
Obviously, these four people came here without any scruples. The aura in them that is out of step with the jungle has already alarmed the creatures lurking in the jungle. The sound from both sides just now was felt by the animals in the jungle. The dangerous breath, the commotion.
Jiang Minghao slowly twisted his muscles and moved towards the shore of the swamp at a speed that was almost indistinguishable by the naked eye. He did not dare to have a large range of motion. After all, the four guys could only see the distance between them. It's near.
"Goooo..."
At the moment when Jiang Minghao’s body was about to go ashore, under his body, he was blown with gas as a buoy before. At this moment, he was already buried in the pants of the bathing Ze. From the Tiananmen zipper opening of the pants, a baby's fist suddenly appeared. The air bubbles, as if a creature is breathing underground in this bath.
"Boom..."
With the bursting sound of the bubble, although the sound was so soft that it could be covered by the rustle of the leaves blowing in the breeze, among the two mercenaries facing the opposite direction of the mole and the crocodile, one of the soldiers was walking slowly. His ears trembled suddenly, as if he realized that there was a problem with the swamp.
He turned slightly, his muzzle pressed down, and his puzzled eyes didn't seem to be sure of what he heard, so he just turned around and walked slowly towards the swamp.
It seemed that he didn't intend to call his companion, perhaps because he felt that the distance between the two was not too far, perhaps even he himself was not sure whether he really heard the sound.
But this kind of uncertainty cost him his life. At the moment when the bubble burst, Jiang Minghao held his breath again and buried himself deeply in the bath, while his see-through eyes still passed through the layers. Sludge, watching the enemy who is about to walk to his side.
Just when this guy was five steps away from him, and only heard a crash, Jiang Minghao's whole body suddenly violent from the swamp, with the buoyancy of his pants, his legs slammed, and the whole person was like a beast, toward there. The guy rushed over.
And when this mercenary was just curious to see what kind of creatures were hiding under the swamp, when the muzzle was pressed down, the moment he saw Jiang Minghao leaping from the mud, he seemed to see a devil from Hell crawled out, and his legs trembled with fright. Not to mention shooting and resisting, even the courage to escape was instantly shriveled like a frustrated ball, and he collapsed directly to the ground.
"Hey..."
When the blade of the Falcon Wing Saber slashed the mercenary’s neck, he weakly covered his neck with his hands to prevent the blood from gushing in his veins, but no matter how hard he tried, the hot blood seemed to be unable to hold. It was like fine sand, squatting out from between his fingers, he clearly felt the tingling of his lungs like a fire, and his consciousness also flowed a little bit with the blood, and the scenery in front of him slowly became dark.
At the same time, not far from the mercenary whose throat had just been cut, his partner heard the movement behind him and turned and raised his gun to shoot Jiang Minghao. Jiang Minghao kept moving and saw him. With a flick of his right hand, the Falcon Wing Saber came out like a flying eagle.
"puff········"
Hayabusa's blade plunged into the throat of another mercenary without any suspense. The blade came out from the back of his neck, and the force of the saber was flying unabated, directly bringing the mercenary's body backwards. , The whole process was smooth and flowing, and it was completed in less than three seconds.
"Da da da········"
It was the gunshot of the AK-47 in the hand of the mercenary who was pierced with a knife. The bullet was inspired by the fiery fire and vented towards the sky, as if it was the final farewell ceremony for the mercenary who was about to set foot on Huangquan Road .
"not good········"
When Jiang Minghao saw the AK-47 that had fired five or six bullets, he screamed badly, and immediately jumped in and flew towards the mercenary who fired.