In the morning, four o'clock.
Dragging a tired body, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing arrived at the previously agreed place together.
This is not a very spacious area. On the contrary, the mountains are steep and the terrain is dangerous. It takes a lot of thought to walk through it.
This is the beginning of the fifth day of treacherous journey.
About here, because there is a river nearby and at the foot of the mountain, the terrain is highly recognizable, and even if you get lost in the middle of the night, it is easy to find each other.
There is no flashlight, only the moonlight can illuminate it, but once the eyes are used to this kind of night, with a little attention, it can be unimpeded.
However, under this kind of field of vision, it is absolutely impossible to walk through the dangerous route ahead.
"There's no one."
Arriving at the appointed place, Ding Jing groaned strangely.
Logically speaking, Chai Xinyan and the others who were not being pursued should have arrived here long ago.
Even if some foolishly got lost in the jungle and arrived later than them, it was impossible for them not to arrive. Qin Xue and Ren Yu had to arrive anyway.
Mo Shangyun also had doubts. She looked down at the ground, walked around slowly for a while, and finally frowned, and said, "They should have come before."
Ding Jing walked towards her curiously.
Because it hasn't rained in the past few days and the soil is not soft, it is difficult to leave footprints even if you walk over it.
Especially in this visual environment, it is even more difficult to detect.
However, where Mo Shangyun was standing, there were traces of fallen leaves in the shrubs next to it. After careful identification, it was found that the leaves on the ground were fresh, rather than falling off naturally.
Ding Jing squatted down, raised his hand to pick up a leaf, checked it carefully, and finally looked up at Mo Shangyun, "It just fell."
Mo Shangjun looked down at her.
So, what is the situation that makes them disappear en masse
Qin Xue started
still-
Just then, they heard a slight noise from the woods beside them.
The slight swaying of the branches, the screeching of the leaves rubbing against each other, and the barely identifiable footsteps.
There is no wind, and they are close to here, so the sound is very obvious.
However, if they were a little farther away and there was a little more wind at night, the sound would be easily hidden, and the other party could approach without knowing it.
Those who can do this are definitely professionals.
Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing looked at each other.
The next moment, they took a step away involuntarily, let the middle part out, the two hid behind the cover, and then took out the hunting knife on their bodies and held them firmly in their hands.
At this moment, the speed of the passage of time is surprisingly slow, it seems that every minute and second is slowing down at a double speed, and the sound that is getting closer, one after another, can knock in their hearts, and every sound is like an alarm bell .
In a short period of time, Mo Shangyun's nerves were tense, various possibilities flashed in his mind unconsciously, and he worked out the best solution based on experience.
But after struggling for a period of time, Mo Shangyun finally emptied her brain and decided not to make random guesses, but to entrust everything to her natural reactions that she had cultivated over the years.
She always likes to analyze like this without knowing the specific situation, but over-analysis is not only useless, but also puts a certain burden on the brain.
Finally, the pile of bushes swayed slightly, and soon someone appeared.
Mo Shangjun held the knife in his hand, and subconsciously planned to attack the opponent, but paused when he noticed the opponent's attire, while Ding Jing, who was on the other side, attacked the opponent without a pause. to the ground.
The person who just emerged was strangled by Ding Jing from behind, and at the same time, the hunting knife touched the opponent's chin.
With just a little force, the hunting knife will pierce the opponent's flesh.
"Ding Jing!"
Mo Shangyun quickly called out to Ding Jing.
Ding Jing moved for a while, and by the moonlight, took a closer look at the face of the "captive" in his hand.
It was pitch-dark, with dirt and black charcoal on his face, but he could still vaguely recognize the identity of the other party—Ren Yu.
Feeling recognized, Ren Yu pulled a smile that was even uglier than crying, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Boss, Sister Ding."
Ding Jing: "… "Fuck.
Mo Shangyun watched from the side and noticed that Ding Jing didn't pay attention to the other party's attire at all, so he couldn't help but care.
If this is actual combat, Ding Jing's behavior is the most appropriate.
She judged that the opponent was her own based on Ren Yu's clothes and backpack, so she was a little hesitant when attacking.
She believed that Ding Jing must have seen it, but Ding Jing didn't care at all, but directly attacked the "identified enemy".
This judgment is correct.
Because it is very likely that the enemy has subdued the people on their side and changed their clothes to confuse the public.
If Ren Yu was really a well-prepared enemy just now, then at the moment when she hesitated, she would turn her advantage into a disadvantage.
Seeing Ding Jing's actions, Mo Shangjun gradually realized that he had no sense of crisis because he stayed in the hotbed environment of the army for a long time.
It may be said that although her sense of crisis exists, because "actual combat" is too far away from herself, rarely everything is just "reluctance", and it is difficult to maintain absolute vigilance at critical times.
"what happened?"
Moving the hunting knife away, Ding Jing also released the hand that restrained Ren Yu.
Ren Yu was severely strangled, raised his hand to touch his neck, took a few deep breaths, and then felt a sense of rebirth.
"Shh-"
After recovering, Ren Yu glanced at the two of them, and then extended his finger to his lips to make a silent gesture.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing both looked at him with the eyes of an idiot.
If there were really people "eavesdropping" around, they wouldn't be able to stay here safe and sound.
However, being really curious about what happened, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing squatted down in cooperation, squatting stupidly in the grass with Ren Yu, whose face was full of "disguise".
Mo Shangjun asked, "Are you all here?"
"Um."
Ren Yu nodded.
Wrinkling his eyebrows, Mo Shangjun asked, "Where are they?"
In order to set off the atmosphere, Ren Yu deliberately lowered his voice and whispered, "We found a 'special mission'."
"Say."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows impatiently.
Mysterious, delaying.
Fortunately, Ren Yu was more knowledgeable, so he didn't continue to play dumb riddles, and quickly explained: "I was the first to arrive, followed by Chai Xinyan, Xiao Qiang, and Qin Xue. In fact, they only got together ten minutes ago. We communicated as usual. Then, I met a group of people—"
Having said that, Ren Yu glanced left and right, and hooked his fingers at them, making the atmosphere even more mysterious.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing stared at him coolly this time.
Ren Yu said word by word, "It's like a drug gang."
Drug gangs
Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing both froze and glanced at each other in unison.
Where did the drug gang come from
But when Mo Shangyun was still wondering, Ding Jing suddenly thought of something, and his eyes became dignified unconsciously.
"What about people?"
"How did you find out?"
Ding Jing and Mo Shangyun asked in unison.
"People are stared at by them," Ren Yu pointed in a certain direction behind him, and continued, "They sneaked down from the trail and dressed like the local residents... But no resident would rush in a place like this at night. Ye Lu. At first we thought it was strange, so we huddled and watched. Later, because Xiao Qiang was a local resident, we could understand their dialect. After overhearing a few words, his expression changed instantly. Say they're talking about drugs. If nothing else, they're 'delivering drugs.'"
"Then what is a 'special mission'?" Mo Shangjun asked suspiciously.
"How could we meet a real drug dealer so by chance? It must have been deliberately arranged by the GS9 group." Ren Yu said, "It just so happens that we have a local like Xiao Qiang here, and it happened that they were talking about 'drug trafficking' when they passed by us. ', just happened to be overheard by Xiao Qiang, and it happened that a few of us gathered here... This is too coincidental, right?"
"… "
Neither Ding Jing nor Mo Shangyun spoke.
After a short pause, Ren Yu continued: "All in all, in a word, we all agree that this is a special task that GS9 has arranged for us. Isn't this often the case in special forces assessments? During the assessment, we have simulated actual combat a few times. , every time it's like the real thing, and torture to extract confessions... in order to make us shrink back."
Ding Jing's expression turned cold, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ren Yu's collar. The words were mixed with chills, "So you want to fight this group of drug dealers?!"
196. Actual combat [nine] real battle [three shifts]