With no way out, the lurkers have brought the battlefield to the vast and impoverished land of Africa. All lurker members have shrunk back from all corners of the world to stick to the Brikama military base in The Gambia. The total number of lurkers who have completed the shrinkage is around a thousand, and they have the most sophisticated equipment.

Weapons and equipment form an absolute armed force.

The jungles and mountains of Bricamado provide the best hiding place for lurkers. The jungle is deep and is most suitable for special operations. The lurkers who stick here can definitely be called a powerful special forces.

So that no matter which country sends soldiers, they will not be able to move forward.

Facing them are endless minefields, precise missile attacks controlled by tactical satellites, and various assassinations and sneak attacks. In addition, there is also a team of extremely mobile air forces and ground tanks.

, in short, the whole Brikama is as strong as an iron barrel.

Various countries are putting pressure on Gambian President Yahya, but Yahya has no way at all. Under this situation, he does not dare to offend anyone, let alone let his soldiers deal with the lurkers in Brikama.

, because that is a dead end. The most you can do is provide clear topographic maps and surrounding environment of Brikama to other countries, and then start pretending to be ill. No matter how hard you try, it has nothing to do with him.

Brikama North, primitive jungle.

The tall trees blocked the sun's rays, but a little bit of sunlight still stubbornly cast patches of light through the gaps in the leaves. It was these spots of light that attracted the shrubs and weeds on the ground to fight desperately for the allocated space.

Unevenness causes them to grow in strange shapes, one is deeper and the other is shallower, without any regularity.

A group of soldiers in jungle combat uniforms carefully walked around the deadly swamp, vigilantly determining whether there were enemies in the bushes, and marching deftly with tactical steps.

This is a team of Japanese special forces. They carry the most advanced individual equipment and enter the Brikama area to search for traces of lurkers and complete their mission.

The sun gradually moved to the west, and the sunlight was not as bright as it was at the beginning. The spots that could still shine on the bushes disappeared, and the entire primitive jungle fell into an oppressive black pressure.

At this time, the jungle was not as quiet as it was during the day, and all the nocturnal creatures began to come out in large numbers. Lizards crawled very fast on the grass, making a rustling sound; venomous snakes coiled on the branches stared at each other.

The bright eyes, the blood-red letter in the depths, made a hissing sound; in the distance, the low roar of a large carnivore could be heard, seeming to be threatening other weak creatures in the water source.

"Baga!" The leader of the team made an angry voice. His exposed face was bitten severely by an unnamed black mosquito. In the burning pain, he raised his palm and swatted the mosquito to death.

, and then crushed the mosquitoes into pulp as if they were angry.

"Inoue, be careful, do you want to kill the whole team?" A man who seemed to be the captain stepped forward and covered the mouth of the leading soldier and growled. Then he stared with a pair of bright eyes.

, carefully observed the surrounding terrain, and then glanced coldly at Shanye's cheeks that suddenly swelled.

The captain stretched out his right palm upwards and made a grasping motion: shrinking the formation. In an instant, the soldiers who received the sign language instructions immediately moved closer to him. While shrinking, four soldiers in each of the four directions were on shooting alert.

"The goal of this mission is to go through this jungle to find the lurkers and get the equipment. I hope everyone can go back alive." At this point, the captain glared at the team member named Shan Ye, his eyes glowing like poisonous snakes.

gaze.

With a "pop" sound, a tiger-tooth fighting knife was sent into Inoue's heart, and at the same time a palm covered his mouth and nose, allowing him to die quietly.

"Inoue was bitten by a poisonous insect unique to this place and had hallucinations. Unfortunately, we can't cure it. For the sake of everyone's life, we can only do this..." The captain of the special forces pulled out his saber, said helplessly, wiped the blood on his pants, and threw it away.

The corpse in his hand signaled that they should continue to move forward in a three-and-three formation.

The thick smell of blood permeated the jungle, attracting a large number of bloodthirsty creatures to crawl towards the bloody corpse. After a while, the corpse was devoured horribly.

A light white mist rises from the depths of the jungle. This is due to the scene of rivers and ponds with dense water molecules evaporating on arid land at night. The lingering white mist compresses people's sight range to a minimum.

"Wear night vision goggles!" The captain stopped and gave an order to the radio.

Team members who receive orders immediately obey them.

The team wearing night vision goggles looked behind the white fog under the emerald green light. After careful observation, they began to move forward.

"Roar...!" A roar from an adult lion drowned out all other sounds in the jungle.

The team members who were violently shocked by the lion's roar immediately raised their guns towards the direction of the sound, their faces full of vigilance. All dangers in the jungle are unknown. Maybe there is only one lion over there, maybe it is a family of lions, or maybe

There are other large carnivores.

"Keep going!" After listening carefully, the captain's nervous cheeks relaxed.

Just as the mercenaries turned around, bursts of sound broke through the air, followed by a blazing bright light that made the area more dazzling than daylight.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." Flash bombs thrown in from all angles exploded instantly.

"Ah...ah!..." The team members' eyes were burned by the sudden flash bombs, and they made painful sounds in their mouths. They quickly reached out and took off the night vision goggles. Enduring the blindness, they picked up their rifles and threw them at the flash bombs.

Shoot in the direction you came from.

"Ta-ta-ta...ta-ta-ta..." The gun spit out tongues of fire and hit the direction of the desert, breaking the original harmony of the primitive jungle.

"Keep the formation! The whole team retreats!" the captain yelled, while retreating, he used his gun to shoot one after another at his twelve o'clock position.

"Bang!" The unique dull sound of a sniper rifle sounded. One team member was penetrated through the head and lay on the ground with his brain split.

"Bang!" Another team member was stabbed through the heart and fell to the ground with blood spurting out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunshots kept coming, and the team members fell one after another.

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw thirty yards!" The captain made a desperate voice and retreated according to the direction he determined.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible to snipe in the jungle beyond the distance of thirty yards, because the tall trees determined the limitations of the sniper. He felt an unprecedented fear, as if the scythe of death was gently grazing his neck. Lurker

It's really scary. This is not an encounter or a pure ambush, but a sniper battle. The enemy who can assume a sniper battle stance in the jungle is either a madman or a fool. Obviously, what he is facing is a madman, not a fool.

.

The battle ended in less than a minute with the precision of a sniper rifle. The entire site was covered in thick, disgusting blood, and even the bloodthirsty beasts, insects and ants, did not dare to approach.

The captain who was lucky enough to survive fell into an abnormal panic. He felt that the gunshots had stopped, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence, full of blood and dead bodies.

"Poof", the captain's neck was cut off by a wide double-edged saber, and blood rushed out along the carotid artery, forming a parabola under the influence of blood pressure, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Ho ho ho..." The ashen-faced captain tried hard to cover his wound, trying to stop the blood from spraying out, but found that he couldn't stop it no matter what. His body softened and he made a dying sound in his throat.

With a "click" sound, the Japanese special forces captain's neck was twisted and he fell to the ground slumped.

After falling down, Pandora was revealed behind her, her face covered with thick camouflage oil. Pandora's body was wrapped in a desert combat uniform. The lifeless look in her eyes was in obvious contrast with the proud figure of the woman she had been ignoring.

The red line is extremely dazzling.

A lurker wearing a camouflage net came over, chewing sugar-free chocolate and asked: "Deputy commander, how to deal with these corpses?"

Pandora didn't say anything, she picked up the saber and chopped into the neck of the corpse at her feet.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the head of the dead mercenary captain was chopped off and rolled to the side.

Pandora grabbed the head and smiled brightly at the team members: "Do as the Romans do, and cut off the head and hang it according to tribal rules."

"Understood." The mercenary looked at the bloody human head in Pandora's hand, opened his mouth and spit out the chocolate, took out the wine flask and took a deep sip to get rid of the nauseating smell of blood.

The night passed, and the scorching sun once again baked this primitive jungle. A dozen headless corpses hung high on the northern edge of the jungle, and the blood-dried corpses swayed gently in the wind. On the ground in front of the corpse was a small pile of human heads.

The pyramid, with sabers inserted in front, tells visitors that this road is blocked.

The same scene doesn't stop here. The lurker chose to use this method to intimidate after sniping in the jungle. Although it is cruel and inhumane, the deterrence shown is irreplaceable by other things.

You always have to put death in front of the other party to make them afraid. Death that is not seen is not death, it is just a conditioned reflex in the head.

"Special Forces, another group of guys are coming from the north." In the base, Seth sent the high-definition pictures obtained by the tactical satellite to Zhao Ziyang and said: "It seems that these guys are not easy to deal with. SAS is a bunch of bastards. If it doesn't work, I also want to participate!"

"

When it comes to SAS, Seth's face is full of anger. His hands were destroyed in SAS, and those damn bastards will die a good death.

"You want to participate too?" Zhao Ziyang smiled, pointed at Pandora and said, "It's a pity that you are not under my control, you are under Pandora's control."

Seth stirred his steel hand and said to Pandora with expectation: "Lara, you should have brought me with you. I promise not to cause any trouble to you."

As soon as the word Lala came out, the mercenaries present almost vomited. No one among the lurkers could associate the affectionate name Lala with Pandora, and no one had the courage to call her that, except Seth.

Guy.

Pandora stared at Seth expressionlessly, turned around and walked out.

"Lala, Lala, wait for me..." Seth hurriedly chased Pandora out.

"Hahahaha..." The mercenaries burst into laughter, knowing that Seth would definitely have to be punished by the deputy captain.

"Bah bang bang." Zhao Ziyang clapped his hands and said loudly: "Guys, get ready. I heard that the SAS is the strongest special forces in the world. We can't be careless."

"That's just a pile of cow dung!" Tiger Shark spat hard and wrapped the bullet chain around his body.

"Tiger Shark, you'd better not underestimate the enemy, otherwise your life will be lost." Rifle, who had completely recovered from his injuries, warned Tiger Shark.

"Do you know what this is?" Tiger Shark pointed at the heavy machine gun in his hand, held it in his arms like a treasure, kissed it and said, "I will use the gun to beat them into hornets' nests. Even if I have no bullets, I can still

Shoot their asses with a gun."

At this moment, a gun barrel was stabbed hard into the tiger shark's butt.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

"Damn it, if you dare to poke your ass with my gun, I'll kill you!" Omo's voice came, and he threw a supply to the tiger shark and limped away.

"Guys, let's go!" Zhao Ziyang waved to the team members with a gun in his hand and stepped out first to run towards the helicopter.

"GO!"

"GO!GO!GO!"

Omo sat on the chair dragging his crippled legs, watching with envy as his teammates boarded the helicopter to fight, but it was a pity that he was now a cripple, alas...

"Omo, actually we are quite good." Seth walked in and patted Omo on the shoulder, and whispered excitedly: "How about we go secretly?"

"I will not take a cripple to die." Omo curled his lips, glanced at Seth with disdain, turned around and walked out.

This sentence made Seth almost go crazy. He sat down in front of the computer and muttered to himself quickly: Damn, which country's missile system is better to enter? Not intercontinental, just medium-range missiles, Omo
Chapter completed!