At this moment, a picture emerged in Jiang Minghao's mind. In the dark environment, a group of bandits beat a scholar who had no power to bind a chicken, but when the environment was illuminated by the light, they found that , The scholar shrank in the corner alone and was intact, but the bandits were bruised and swollen, as if they had just killed each other.
Obviously, Jiang Minghao is the scholar hiding in the corner, the guy wearing the Arctic fox mercenary camouflage, and the fifteen mercenaries. The situation where they don’t know each other is like a black lamp. Circumstances, what Jiang Minghao has to do now is to provoke the conflict between them, so that he can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and even come to a oriole behind.
Jiang Minghao’s M16, which was originally aimed at the black veteran, instantly jumped to the muzzle and aimed at the mole behind the fifteen mercenaries. As a soldier, the vigilant mentality of Mole had already prompted him to take the EM-2 in his hand. The muzzle of the assault rifle was aimed at the mercenaries directly in front of him, especially the fifteen mercenary three-standard camouflage, which made the mole involuntarily load the bullets of the assault rifle in his hand, as if he was ready to go. Fighting tigers are average.
"boom·········"
The M16's 5.56mm bullet immediately ran away in the direction of the mole under the cover of the orange fire at the moment Jiang Minghao pulled the trigger.
But the bullet that was shot at the mole seemed to have been noticed by the mole. He suddenly turned over, and the whole person was like a tumbling wooden barrel, rolling toward his side, as if at the moment Jiang Minghao locked him, Mole already felt the breath of death, and his body made an evasive movement involuntarily.
While the Mole made an evasive action, his right index finger shook tightly on the trigger. In the EM-2 assault rifle, the loaded bullet was also violently hit by the firing pin, moving towards him. The fifteen mercenaries who had not changed their targets shot away.
But when the bullet shot out from the muzzle, the Mole instantly understood that he was fooled, or more precisely, used as a tool, because the sound of the M16 gunshot, the bullets that had been shot, made him He immediately judged the position and distance of the enemy who fired at him, and this distance was nearly two hundred meters longer than the distance of the fifteen mixed mercenaries in front of him.
"Da da da··········"
When these fifteen mercenaries heard the gunshots two hundred meters in front of them, they immediately hooked their index fingers, and a shuttle bullet was like a lawn mower, and it immediately clung to the ground about twenty centimeters. The distance, sweeping towards Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao immediately buried his head. The bullets, like a thread, almost flashed past his clothes. Jiang Minghao's back could even clearly feel the heat generated by the bullets rubbing against the air during the flight. temperature.
But Jiang Minghao did not raise his head again, and even fired a counterattack, because the sound of a mole in the distance had already made him achieve what he wanted, and the fifteen mercenaries immediately felt the moment they fired. The murderous aura behind them, especially when a companion next to them fell to the ground, a small half of the mercenaries immediately jumped their guns and shot at the mole's position!
"Grass, what damned kid is too damn sinister!"
Mole pressed his body to the ground, screaming incessantly, but due to the terrain, the backpack he was carrying on his back was not badly exposed. At this moment, it has already been directed at him. The mercenaries who fired were swept into pieces, and the magazines and military supplies inside also rolled to the ground as the bullets jumped, and some were even directly penetrated by the bullets and turned into waste products.
And this means that the Mole must either return to his Arctic Fox mercenary team, or he can only be like a savage, relying on his only saber and bullets in the magazine to continue in the jungle. Roam.
But always enjoying a superior life, even joining a mercenary for their own superior life, and working for money, how could the mole, who worked for money, continue to survive and even fight like a qualified jungle field army, relying on his will and hard jungle survival experience? Go down
Therefore, the top priority is that he has only two choices. Either rely on the only half-shuttle bullets and sabers in his hand to destroy the enemy in front of him, or explain clearly to these mixed mercenaries and then integrate into their team.
Obviously, Mole did not hesitate to choose the latter. After all, the only fifteen bullets left in his magazine, even if it was a shit, would destroy the fourteen remaining in front of him. After being a mercenary, Mole had no confidence that he could use the last bullet and a saber to eliminate the insidious and cunning guy who was hiding in the dark and attempting to provoke a war.
"Brothers, we are ourselves... People..."
"Da da da·········"
When the Mole buried his head and shouted at the remaining fourteen mercenaries on the opposite side, another bullet swept over his head, forcibly suppressing the last "person" of the Mole. Went back.
And this scene made Jiang Minghao who hid in the dark couldn't help being overjoyed. The oil-filled face also showed a bright smile like a flower. Obviously, the remaining fourteen mercenaries did not believe in moles. .
Maybe Mole didn’t understand it, but Jiang Minghao who was watching was clear. Mole shot and killed one of their members. At this moment, he shouted that he was their friend. Tell others that the man in front of him is just like his ordinary friend. Such a rhetoric, it is estimated that even a fool would not believe it.
But when Jiang Minghao’s eyes looked through the layers of vegetation, like those fourteen three-color camouflage mercenaries, the bright smile on his face instantly solidified, as if the delicate flowers met freezing points in an instant. In an instant, they all faded away.
Because in the eyes of these mercenaries, the situation at this moment is completely being attacked by two sides and making dumplings. Of the fourteen mercenaries, 13 of them are already in a mess at the moment, raising their guns in the direction of themselves and the mole. So, is it even fired a few shots to warn and threaten the enemy, and all of this, for the soldiers, is a complete loss of squareness.
And what Jiang Minghao focused on was not the thirteen mercenaries with live ammunition, but the black veteran who had been squatting and carefully groping for his trips like embroideries from beginning to end. He saw his expression solidified and his forehead. Layers of sweat had already exposed the tension in his heart, but he did not relax at all.
Even though the sound of gunshots in his ears was like firecrackers one after another, even if there were players around him falling to the ground, his attention was not affected at all, he still carefully checked every tripline set by Jiang Minghao.
Although none of the trips cut by this black veteran is a substantial threat so far, his vigilant appearance and meticulous thoughts have not received any impact. You must know that an ordinary soldier, even if it is After rigorously trained special operations soldiers have eliminated more than a dozen fake trip mines and booby mines in a row, their inner defenses are bound to be breached.
Because these dozen or so useless tripwires are clearly telling them that the enemy has no extra time to set up traps. These fake tripwires are just to delay time.
So normally, in order not to affect the marching speed and the efficiency of chasing the enemy, they would choose to pass quickly, and this happened to hit Jiang Minghao's strategy and stimulated the last tripwire.
This is psychological warfare and booby-booze warfare. Jiang Minghao was almost able to use this kind of psychological tactics in the layout of booby-booze. But today, when he saw this black veteran, Jiang Minghao was completely speechless.
If he had not experienced the test of life and death, the lesson of death, a soldier would definitely not be so cautious, and it can even be said to be too cautious.
Jiang Minghao's eyes were fixed on the black veteran, his eyes involuntarily exuded a hint of provocation and hostility, as if someone was provoking him as a wolf king. Let Jiang Minghao's inner fighting desire gas instantly, and a fiery flame burned in his heart, causing Jiang Minghao to clenched his fists involuntarily.
Finally, when the black veteran cut off the penultimate stumbling line, the mole behind him had already given up the idea of seeking peace. After all, the mole was not without a way out. It was a big deal to escape looking for his old army, so he The EM-2 assault rifle in his hand, just like a general precision 88-type sniper rifle, directly wiped out the remaining 13 mercenaries in the form of headshots, including the black veterans. Only nine of these fifteen miscellaneous mercenaries were left at the moment, and the Mole finally escaped at the cost of a shot in the shoulder, and successfully withdrew from the battlefield, looking for his old troops.
Perhaps at this moment Mole was grateful that he had escaped from death, but Jiang Minghao felt that his shoulders were firmly suppressed by an invisible coercion, as if there was a big mountain, which made him breathless, his eyes It was like two sword lights, staring at the last tripwire he set, because the saber in the hand of the black veteran opposite had clearly touched the tripwire connected to the treetop backpack.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao’s heart began to beat. If Jiang Minghao chooses to evacuate silently while the black veteran is removing the last thunderstorm, perhaps he still has a chance to escape, but he has a chance in his heart. With a strong desire to fight, Jiang Minghao fought fiercely between going and not going.