Looking forward from the windshield of the military aircraft, the strong light reflected the figure of Sinan falling rapidly from the night sky, and disappeared into the darkness like a shooting star.
Someone shouted: "He jumped!"
Zhou Rong put down the telescope silently, only listening to Lieutenant General Zheng's roar on the radio, hoarse in the wind: "The first task, bring back the antibody carrier! Be sure to capture it alive! Take it back to the South China Sea immediately after finding it! Is it clear?! "
Twenty special forces soldiers in the back of the cabin all looked at Zhou Rong, Kong Ziying said in a low voice, "Team Zhou..."
Zhou Rong let out a long sigh, "It's clear."
Immediately he hung up the radio, picked up the parachute bag and walked to the hatch.
The lights in the rear cabin were dim, each soldier was packed with equipment, and there was silence except for the rumble of the plane sailing.
Zhou Rong looked around at everyone, and said solemnly, "I won't say anything extra. After we go down, everyone will gather at the launch site of the flare. Is there any objection?"
"No!"
Zhou Rong nodded: "Very good." He opened the deck first and jumped down neatly.
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The strong wind whistled past Sinan's ear, raising all his short hair and collar upwards, followed by "Bang!", the parachute opened automatically, the free fall suddenly stopped, and slowly floated towards the towering trees that could not see five fingers.
The sound of the waterfall swept past underfoot, and then went away, and the rotten and salty smell of the forest came to my face.
Sinan pulled out his saber and cut the parachute rope, grasping the timing with extreme precision. In the next instant, he escaped, fell into the dense canopy, collided and fell between the branches, grabbed several extra thick branches to stop his body, and hung firmly in the air.
He hung the weight with one hand, and with the other hand took out the monocular night vision lens and put it on. His right eye immediately turned into a large world of dark black, dark green and light green.
Looking up, the military aircraft poured out more than 20 parachutes, like dandelion seeds floating to the ground.
Looking down, in the deep and vast woods, there are echoes of the dragging footsteps of zombies and the long whine.
"It's so exciting," Sinan murmured, letting go and falling to the ground. The moment his toes touched the ground, two zombies were thrown out from behind the tree. The one in front was kicked by him before he even touched his body, and his sternum collapsed. Hit a tree trunk and didn't move. The junction between the chin and the neck at the back was stabbed straight by the military three-edged thorn, and the brain burst out. As soon as Sinan drew the knife, it fell to the ground with a bang.
The three-edged thorn flicked, and the flesh splattered on the ground.
Sinan returned the knife to its sheath and walked forward, suddenly there was movement in the distance behind him, and then—
Da da da da! Da Da Da Da!
The hail of bullets resounded through the woods, and the search and rescue team landed, attracting a large number of zombies!
Although the pheromone inhibitor has been used, the fresh flesh and blood of more than 20 special forces lads is as bright and dazzling as a searchlight in the middle of the night to the zombies. The zombies within a few hundred meters are like the evil spirits in the dark night rushing towards sumo. Several people didn't even have time to put on the night vision goggles, and they opened fire in a hurry. fly!
Zhou Rong stepped forward steadily while firing his gun, and the zombies staggered on their backs along the way, their limbs stepping into muddy flesh under their feet. Immediately, he pressed the headset speaker, and the roar that was amplified a thousand times suddenly resounded through the forest: "Sinan!"
"I know you're here! I see the parachute!"
A hundred meters away, Sinan stopped.
"Come back! Act with the army! You can't do it alone!!"
Sinan was silent, standing behind the rock, the tall and straight silhouette in the night seemed to be half-melted into the shadow.
"... Come back," Zhou Rong said in a low voice, "Sinan, come back to me."
His ending sounded a little sad, and there was a deep, undisguised anxiety and worry. Sinan listened attentively for a while, then suddenly shook his head and laughed: "You are wrong, Zhou Rong."
The regret in his words was drowned in the gunfire of the fierce battle as soon as he spoke, and no one but himself could hear him: "Before I met you, I was always alone... I have never been a burden to anyone."
The gunshots continued, the howls of the living dead became more and more sparse, and the battle on the airborne troops was drawing to a close. Sinan didn't stop anymore, pulled out his submachine gun with his backhand, and sneaked into the night.
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After the Black Falcon team was attacked, the South China Sea contacted two groups of search and rescue teams, but the terrain of the canyon was complex and the virgin jungle was dense. The first group of people were forced to turn back without even touching the place. The second batch of reconnaissance battalions entered the approximate area of disappearance, but the exact address of the attacked camp was not found, so the search and rescue had to be abandoned because of the heavy casualties.
Near five in the morning.
Looking through the night vision goggles, countless pale green figures were howling and wandering aimlessly in the woods, while Sinan hurried through the canopy of the towering trees, leaping over the heads of the zombies, moving as agile as an ape. If the Hollywood film industry is not finished, he will probably be able to shoot a few Monkey Man 123 and The Extraordinary Monkey Man 123 with his inspiration.
Fall.
Sinan hooked the branch and swayed, and the faint sound of water coming from the front was locked in between the lightning and the fire. Snakes don't have such a flexible waist as him, and before the zombies gathered under the tree, they almost jumped out against the canopy of the tree.
He also remembered when he heard the movement when he was parachuting - when Chuncao was talking to Zhou Rong, there was a vague rumbling sound of water near her, which should be a waterfall.
As long as this pit canyon is not a three-step waterfall, a five-step waterfall, and a large waterfall, you can find the wrecked camp if you follow the sound of the water!
The water vapor in front was getting heavier and heavier, passing through the woods with heavy rocks and peaks, and suddenly the waterfall made a loud noise accompanied by water droplets.
Sinan climbed to the top of the tree and took out the military binoculars.
This is the lowest place in the middle of the one-shaped canyon. A medium-sized waterfall slammed down with snowflakes in the sky, fell into the deep pool at the bottom, and split into two rivers leading to the winding valley. Sinan kept adjusting the focal length of the telescope along the trees on both sides of the river, and suddenly stopped. On the bank of the river hundreds of meters away, the rocky beach was messy and scattered with objects similar to marching packages.
Without any hesitation, he slid from the crown of the tree to the bottom of the tree in an instant like a snake.
It took him only two minutes to rush to the rugged mountain road of several hundred meters. At this time, the darkest time before dawn had passed. It was like ink that became lighter after being mixed with water, and the valleys and rivers slowly outlined dark gray. shadow. Sinan gasped and stopped on the rocky beach, staring at a few leftover bodies in tattered camouflage clothes not far away, his Adam's apple slid violently for a long time.
He stepped forward, shaking his hands, and turned the corpses over one by one, examining their faces and chest plaques that had been decomposed beyond recognition.
Every time he opened one, his heart was violently grasped by the invisible claws, then loosened a little, and then tightened ten times, a hundred times, before opening the next one. This cycle went on and on, until all the corpses had been inspected, and Sinan sat on the ground, and it took a long time for him to feel his heart slowly start beating again.
No 118, no one he knew.
He took a breath, dragged the corpse neatly together, took off all the nameplates and put them in his backpack—the steel plate with the hot bugle was a proof of sacrifice. Then he got up and looked around, followed the obvious footsteps on the ground, walked into the clearing in the woods, and finally revealed the devastated camp in front of him.
Overwhelmed tents, extinguished bonfires, stumps all over the floor, dead heads... Like scenes of silent and tragic pantomime, they were unabashedly spread out under the gray sky of dawn.
Every inch of the blood-soaked land silently revealed how cruel it had witnessed.
Sinan's brain is almost blank. It took him nearly half an hour to piece together all the stumps and heads, collected all the nameplates from near the camp, and compared them one by one in his hand. After correcting it twice from beginning to end, he finally collapsed to the ground, his forehead pressed against the salty mud, and he let out a long breath.
He did not believe in gods and Buddhas, and treated the cross with contempt and ridicule. At that moment, he could not help but read in English: "Thank God."
Immediately, he couldn't help smiling to himself, and lightly laughed at himself: "...It really is a cramming."
Sinan got up and walked out of the camp, wanting to wash his hands in the river.
However, just after he got up and walked a few steps, he suddenly sniffed sensitively, smelling a smell that was not obvious, but extremely strong to him - Sinan's heart passed a trace of doubt, and followed the smell to the woods Go, step over the bushes under your feet, and suddenly stop.
His pupils tightened slightly uncontrollably, and he finally knew why the zombie tide would attack the camp at night.
—Under the tree, there were four corpses of unfamiliar faces, their stomachs ripped open and their internal organs turned out. In this weather, they had already begun to rot, exuding an extremely strong smell of alpha pheromones mixed with stench.
But there were no bites or scratches on the bodies, and the limbs were relatively intact—they had been killed by humans.
Someone used cruel means to cut open the four soldiers, piled them up near the camp at night, and used strong alpha pheromones to attract the zombie tide!
This is really cold blooded.
Sinan took a few steps back and took a deep breath to calm down. He pressed the vague guess in his heart and wanted to go forward to examine the corpse carefully, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of something reflected in the dim sky light not far from the corpse, and the faint light flashed away.
It is a steel nameplate with a fine chain.
Sinan stepped forward and picked it up. For some reason, when his fingertips touched the icy steel, his heart suddenly jumped wildly, as if he was about to spit it out of his throat, until he turned over the front of the nameplate.
It was a familiar string of numbers.
Sinan's hands began to tremble, and he looked at the numbers one by one, as if he suddenly couldn't recognize the simplest Arabic numerals.
1180610
- Yan Hao.
Sinan slowly knelt on the ground, his mind was empty as if he didn't think about anything, and he thought of a lot in an instant.
At the base of the B military region, when the two teams were about to separate, Yan Hao stepped forward and hugged him tightly, standing in the rail tunnel and looking back with a smile.
On the bank of the river where he fled, Yan Hao sat in the sparkling sunset, summoning up the courage to tentatively grab his hand.
Yan Hao, who is a little sad, but always very gentle, Yan Hao who always thinks about others, and Yan Hao who stands in the sun and fights with his teammates and laughs heartily... In the end, he turned into a wind whistling on the roof of the roof. In the middle of the night, the figure who choked and shed hot tears and curled up in pain.
"I can't give you the antibody, so I'll give you my life, okay?"
- I'll give you my life, okay, Simon
Sinan clenched the nameplate tremblingly, the sharp edge even cut into the flesh in his palm, but it felt no pain. He tried his best to suppress his hot and sour gasps, arched up, and stabbed his fingers deep into the blood-soaked soil.
wow-
It took two seconds for Sinan to realize the movement. When he looked up, the trees more than ten meters away shook, and something hurried away.
That's people!
"Hey!" Sinan shouted sharply, "Stop!"
The man ran to the distance, and Sinan only felt a cold evil fire rushing to the top of his head, got up and chased out!
At this time, the sky is still dark, and the night vision goggles are almost useless, which is the time when the visual conditions are the worst. The man moved so fast that he couldn't see the shadow at all in the dense woods. Several times, Sinan could only determine the direction by his voice; the two flew over the fallen dead trees and the abrupt rocks, like cheetahs and antelopes chasing each other, After chasing after a cigarette for a long time, Simon suddenly stopped in his footsteps, and then rolled his head to the ground, "Bang!" A bullet passed by!
Sinan cursed silently, dodged behind the tree, and fought back brazenly!
The silent woods were instantly shrouded by the bombardment of submachine guns, and in an instant the tree trunks splattered and the shells burst. The other party obviously did not expect that Sinan was equipped with such high firepower. After firing a few more shots, he immediately turned off the fire and hibernated, and the intensive gunfire suddenly stopped abruptly.
The gunpowder smoke slowly drifted away, Sinan leaned back against the tree, his eyes shifted back, and the sharp arc of the tip of his eyes narrowed slightly.
He knew that the other party was also waiting and observing.
The confrontation was as if the bowstring was gradually stretched to its limit, and the woods were almost terrifyingly quiet.
A kilometer away, a forest clearing.
The moment the gunshots sounded, Zhou Rong put down his binoculars, jumped to the ground from a tree three or four meters high, stood up and waved, without turning his head to order: "There is an exchange of fire at 900 meters ahead at eleven o'clock, chase."
Twenty special forces stood at attention: "Yes!"