At five o'clock in the morning, the lurkers arrived at the edge of the jungle at extremely fast speeds. The Blades, who were at the forefront and responsible for eliminating possible crises, had already crossed the military control cordon and were waiting to meet up with Pandora Seth and his group behind them.

As for Zhao Ziyang and Flash Point, they were at the very back, as if they were being held back by something.

"Buzz buzz..." The huge buzz of the helicopter came out, and dozens of small military transport helicopters flew in from the west.

These helicopters immediately dispersed and flew at low altitude after approaching the jungle. After arriving at their respective points, they hovered above the tree crowns. The strong winds fanned out by the propellers swayed the tree crowns wildly. Ropes were thrown from the helicopters, and each heavily armed soldier roped them.

Lower to the ground and get into your position.

All the pursuers and ambushes in the competition were in place, but Zhao Ziyang and Flashpoint still didn't come out.

"Hurry! Hurry! If you don't leave, it's too late!" Rifu waved vigorously at Pandora, who was running out with Seth on his back.

"The boss hasn't come out yet!" Wu Nan stared at the back of Pandora and his group, but did not find Zhao Ziyang.

"Wait a minute!" Pandora handed Seth, who was running almost exhausted, to Swart, and turned to look at the dark primitive jungle.

The radio has lost its function and cannot contact Zhao Ziyang and Flashpoint. The only thing that can be done is to wait for the two of them to catch up.

But the situation is very pessimistic. It's already 5:30. In ten minutes, the sky will light up and the special forces competition will begin. Once the special forces enter the jungle and start the competition, the chance of Zhao Ziyang and Flash Point escaping will be even slimmer.

.One in, one out. While facing the special forces sent down by Estonia, they also had to face strong troops from various countries.

This competition is not a scout competition at all, but a real special forces competition. There are not many rules in this competition. As long as you can run to the designated assembly area first, you will win. Of course, the firearms

It's true, but the bullets are special competition bullets with reduced gunpowder dosage. Although the power is very poor, a direct hit on the head will still leave a bloody hole. The minefields set are all military-standard landmines, and there is no falsehood.

.

This is the real competition. You have to save your life while killing all the opponents in front of you. In comparison, the Scout Competition is just a game, a show to show the combat effectiveness of soldiers. The upcoming competition is the closest

Demonstration of combat effectiveness in actual combat.

"It's too late." Daofeng looked at the sky and saw three rising flares.

"Let's go!" Pandora took a deep look into the depths of the jungle, grabbed Wu Nan's neck and ran toward the mountains to the south.

Several special forces wearing camouflage nets appeared from the southern mountains and looked curiously at Pandora's group who were also wearing camouflage nets.

"I wish you good luck." Daofeng smiled and patted one of the special forces on the shoulder and said, "I hope the minefield ahead will not trouble you. There are many feasts waiting for you."

The special forces soldier participating in the competition grinned, extended his thumb towards Blade, and walked into the jungle with two other people. They thought that Blade and his team were soldiers from the organizer. Their faces were covered with camouflage oil, so no one could tell.

Who is from which country?

There is no real starting point in the unruled competition. You can choose the entry point at will. As long as you finally reach the designated area, you will be victorious.

In fact, Pandora and others have already fallen into the competition circle at this time, otherwise they would not encounter the special forces participating in the competition. Pandora naturally understands this. What they can do now is to leave as soon as possible. If they encounter obstruction, they can only kill the opponent.

Get rid of it.

At an observation point halfway up the mountain, a soldier wearing jungle camouflage locked onto Pandora's group with a telescope and watched them carefully evacuate southward around the mountain road.

"Instructor, do we need to stop them?" Another soldier at the observation point also spotted Pandora and his group and asked.

"No." The instructor, who was called the instructor, said with a smile: "We are just invited observers. Remember your and my identities. We are mercenaries, Gurkhas."

"Yes." The soldier smiled.

"Hey, Colonel Earl, what are you discussing?" An Estonian lieutenant colonel came over and asked the Earl with a smile.

"I will say again that this competition will be very fierce."

"It should be very intense. I really don't know what these countries are thinking. Suddenly there is going to be a competition. We don't even have any preparations, and our vacation is in vain." The officer's voice sounded very unhappy.

"I know why." The count said very mysteriously.

"Why?" the officer asked, sticking his head over.

"Because these shit-eating guys want to make themselves uncomfortable."

"I love hearing this sentence, hahaha..."

The count, together with another mercenary and an Estonian lieutenant colonel officer, are responsible for the observation mission at this point. They are specially invited by the Estonian military. Not only do they invite them for such events, many international military competitions also invite mercenaries to serve as observers and referees.

They are military commanders or instructors. Because they are the real experts who have been on the battlefield all year round, their tactical judgment is far beyond that of domestic professional soldiers.

"What good luck... hoo..." Seth, who was supported by Tiger Shark, took back the miniature reconnaissance aircraft and said with a forced smile: "I met the count."

Indeed, they were really lucky. If the observation point was not the Earl, they might not be able to escape. With the Earl's eyesight, he could naturally recognize the tactical movements of their lurkers, so he let them pass without leaving any trace. The lurker's

He doesn't have many friends, but the Count can be counted as one, and the others...the others seem to be enemies.

Zhao Ziyang and Flashpoint, who had not come out of the jungle, ran into big trouble. While covering the retreat, they avoided the Estonian special forces who rappelled into the jungle and accidentally entered the minefield. Originally, the minefield here was very simple, or it was W density.

1 minefield, or N-density 1 minefield, but only after two people went deep did they realize they were in a minefield.

No one dares to act rashly. At this time, we can only dig out three mines and find out the specific mine structure of W or N before we can go out. Digging mines is not an easy job.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Ziyang and Flashpoint could only use their sabers to test the surroundings bit by bit to find out the patterns of mines around them.

Time passed by, and the jungle changed from darkness to dimness, until it became visible. If you can see here, then the sky outside the jungle has already become bright.

"W density 1 mines, should we move forward or retreat?" Flashpoint, with sweat on his forehead, put away his sword and asked Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang looked back and forth, then patted the flash point to signal him to follow him backwards: "When the competition begins, we can only neither move forward nor retreat, just stay here and wait."

Flashpoint nodded, this was a good idea, because the special forces competing outside the jungle had to move inward, and the ambushing Estonian special forces were inside. The best option was to wait for the special forces outside the jungle to cross this minefield, so that there would be no collision.

situation.

"Optical camouflage." Zhao Ziyang nodded quickly, and the two of them opened their backpacks at the same time and took out their optical camouflage uniforms from the inside out.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang and Flashpoint stopped moving at the same time, put down their backpacks and raised their hands. They didn't know when they were targeted, and it was really uncomfortable to have a gun aimed at their heads.

A big tree about ten meters in front moved. It was indeed the big tree that moved. Flash Point opened his eyes wide in surprise. He never imagined that a big tree could move. Zhao Ziyang was also extremely surprised and immediately thought of the Magic Forest.

But as the tree trunk in front of him separated from the big tree, he realized that it was a perfectly disguised special forces soldier.

The trunks of big trees usually have a cracked gray-brown color. If you are good at camouflage, you can dilute the appropriate amount of water from the surrounding soil and apply it on your clothes and skin to blend yourself with the gray-brown trunks. Usually this type of person

They are special forces soldiers and painters at the same time. They have extremely sensitive control over color.

The special forces soldier, whose body looked like a cracked tree trunk, shook his gun at the two men and motioned for them to throw their backpacks over.

Seeing the meaning expressed by the other party, Zhao Ziyang's heart suddenly tightened. He felt that this was not an accident, but more of a cold feeling rising from the soles of his feet: How did this special soldier touch them?

You know, this is an absolutely terrifying enemy, and there are only a few stubborn people in the world who can hide it from Zhao Ziyang's senses.

Although he focused most of his attention on studying the minefield, his body knew clearly that his sixth sense was definitely far beyond that of ordinary people.

Zhao Ziyang, who was rising in coldness, looked at the other party and suddenly realized, because the murderous aura only came from the barrel of the gun, but not a trace of murderous aura came out of the other party's body. In other words, the other party could restrain all the murderous aura and fully integrate it with nature.

One body, a powerful enemy!

At gunpoint, Zhao Ziyang and Flash Point threw their backpacks towards the opposite side, wondering if the other party came specifically for the optical camouflage.

"You win, we are withdrawing from the competition." Zhao Ziyang raised his hands and said calmly to the powerful enemy: "I just don't know which country's special forces you are. If you don't mind, can you let me be convinced that you lost?"

The half-trunk-like guy opposite grinned and peeled off a piece of camouflage mud on his left arm, revealing an armband composed of a lightning sword.

"China Lute?!" Zhao Ziyang's heart contracted hard again, his eyes gleamed fiercely, and he cried out in Mandarin.

Hearing Zhao Ziyang's authentic Chinese, the Army special team member became curious and looked Zhao Ziyang back and forth, but found no signs.

"Brother, which army are you from? Why do I feel like I haven't seen you before?" the Army Special Forces member asked Zhao Ziyang and put down the gun in his hand.

"Northwestern Special Forces Brigade." Zhao Ziyang grinned and took two steps forward.

"Wait!" Lu Te raised the gun and pointed it at Zhao Ziyang again, saying with vigilant eyes: "You are talking nonsense to me, there are only two people here this time, one is Northeast Lu Te, and the other is me! Damn it,

Do you know which army I belong to? It's the Northwest Special Forces Brigade you mentioned!"

Zhao Ziyang was stunned for a moment. He didn't recognize the voice at all, but after thinking about it, he was relieved. The old army was best at poaching, and this guy might have been poached from other special forces.

Flash Point on the side didn't know what the two were talking about, but he could hear some clues. Zhao Ziyang must have met the Chinese special forces, and maybe the two knew each other.

"Zhao Ziyang of the Northwest Special Forces Brigade, gun number 95-33098." Zhao Ziyang directly revealed his identity. He knew that if he didn't reveal his identity, he might not be able to escape.

Lu Te's eyes widened when he heard this, and it took him a long time before he said, "Aren't you dead?"

Zhao Ziyang showed a wry smile, wiped off the camouflage oil on his face, raised his cheek and asked: "Does it look like the photo hanging on the wall?"

Seeing Zhao Ziyang's face, Lu Te believed that he was the dead Zhao Ziyang in front of him. No, he already believed it when the other party announced his gun number.

After explaining to each other, Lu Te put the gun on his shoulder, casually returned the two backpacks to Zhao Ziyang and Flash Point, patted his forehead and asked: "Zhao Ziyang, have you been sent out to perform a top-secret mission?

Damn it, I broke the rules again, I didn’t ask about secrets that I shouldn’t have asked!”

Hearing the other party's question, Zhao Ziyang once again had a wry smile on his face, shook his head and asked: "Brother, are you making me a martyr?"

"More than just martyrs, the whole team is imitating you. You talk about being immortal and weighing as much as Mount Tai..."

"Yes, yes, there is no immortality yet." Zhao Ziyang waved his hand to interrupt the other party, walked forward naturally, walked up to the other party and asked: "How many countries are participating in this competition?"

"Many, including Britain, the United States, Norway, Germany, etc., anyway, everything that should come has come, and things that shouldn't come have also come. The key is that they were notified in the morning and they came in the afternoon without even any preparation. What's wrong with not being prepared?

The true level can only be seen under certain conditions. Damn, I just finished all the training subjects this week to take a breather. This fuss, wow, wasted!" Lu Te was very unhappy and unhappy.

But after feeling unhappy, he looked at Zhao Ziyang strangely, patted him on the shoulder and asked: "I said Zhao Ziyang, why are you here too? Do you want to perform some top-secret mission here? What about me, I have nothing to do.

I paint and play every day.”

"I have a mission." Zhao Ziyang nodded seriously, looked around and moved his lips in front of Lu Te's ear.
To be continued...