Lie flat for three years and become a contemporary military god

Chapter 443 The Hound
"What? Special forces are here!"

After hearing Xinran's words, Jiang Pan's face became serious.

Agents and special forces are, after all, different types of arms. Although their combat effectiveness is not weak, they are still inferior to special forces who specialize in murder.

Chen Hai saw that Yanhuo's arm was bleeding profusely, grabbed some hemostatic medicine from his pocket, threw it towards Xinran and said, "Apply hemostatic medicine to Yanhuo!"

"it is good!"

He gladly took it and painted it on Firework's arm. The enemy aimed at his head and sniped. Fortunately, he was moving and fighting at that time, and the bullet hit his bicep.

A chunk of flesh was gone and was bleeding profusely.

Xinran poured down almost half the bottle of hemostatic medicine, grinning in pain.

Stab it!

Xinran grabbed his clothes, tore off a piece of cloth, and helped the fireworks to be wrapped up briefly.

"Orchid grass! Take it easy!" Yan Huo gasped in pain.

Jiang Pan immediately shouted, "Get out!"

If the special forces really come after them, with their combat capabilities, they still have snipers. Fighting with them here is simply courting death. The special forces are good at too many things. If they confront them head-on, they will suffer.

Moreover, the medicinal effect of the poisonous smoke should also begin to weaken. When the enemies in the villa recovered, they would have to face more enemies.

The ghost has been found out, and the traitor has been killed, of course it is the best policy.

Chen Hai's crisis skill sensed that the danger behind the villa was the least.

Crisis skills are not always wrong in this kind of combat.

He said in a deep voice: "Let's go around the back!!"

Jiang Pan opened the way in front, Chen Hai followed behind with the ghost on his back, and Xinran and Yanhuo followed behind.

The four quickly rushed towards the back of the manor.

"Quick! Quick!"

"there!"

The weeds and bushes kept shaking, and two heavily armed SEALs, wearing gas masks, rushed towards them.

Behind the two of them, there were figures following them over and over again, alerting the surroundings.

In the darkness, a SEAL team member said disdainfully: "Do those Yanguo guys still think they can escape?"

Another team member shouted: "Stop talking nonsense! Don't let them escape, chase after them!"

The SEALs chased forward, and they followed all the way. Although they didn't catch anyone, the traces on the ground told them that the Yan Guo guys were not far ahead.

"Zon doesn't know what to eat, he was beaten so badly by the Yan Guo guys!"

"FUCK, so many died?"

"When did the Yan Guo guy become so powerful?"

They rushed into the manor, saw traces of corpses all over the ground, and couldn't believe their eyes.

A team member who was good at tracking rushed over and said, "Report to Captain Tom! Judging from the traces, they should have gone out of the window and headed directly to the primeval jungle behind!"

Tom, the SEAL team leader who led the team, said with disdain: "Enter the jungle? That is our combat territory."

Tom waved his hand and shouted: "Let's chase! Kill them!"

"Yes!"

The SEALs responded in unison, racing towards the back of the manor.

They chased all the way out, and the trees in front became more and more dense, and they were about to enter the primeval forest.

Tom smiled coldly and said, "It's too naive, because they can get rid of us when they enter the primeval jungle. They are just agents and have never been exposed to real field survival training."

"The jungle is the home of my special forces."

Yes, agents are good at mining intelligence, lurking in disguise, entering enemy-occupied areas or transforming into ordinary people to spy on and dig intelligence.

They are the elite of the elite, and they are the combat elites who have been selected after many rigorous selections.

They have been fighting in the jungle all year round, training in complex terrain, fighting and killing people, which is the strength of their SEALs.

Fighting with their Navy SEALs in the jungle, that's the birthday boy hanged himself, too long!

After tracking for more than ten minutes, the woods became more and more dense...

Tom waved his hand violently, clenched his fist, and stopped everyone from moving forward.

A SEAL asked curiously: "What's wrong? Captain!?"

Tom ordered: "Hound, you continue to track them, others, let's go back to those equipment and tools!"

The hunting dog was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "The captain won't let them run away?"

Tom said confidently: "The Yan Guo guys are running away in a panic. We don't know where they are going. Just follow them and leave a signal. They can't run away from us!"

"Yes!"

The hunting dog quickly put away the gas mask. There is no poisonous gas here, so it is inconvenient to wear it. He got into the jungle and disappeared in a few strokes.

Tom waved to the others and said, "Let's go back and get the equipment!"

Fighting in the jungle, although they have rich experience, they don't fight unprepared. Anyway, the enemy has hounds to track them, and they will definitely not be able to escape.

They came out in a hurry and did not prepare the equipment for jungle warfare. Dry food, thermal imagers, sonar, satellite positioning phones, etc. are all necessary, otherwise they are not familiar with the primitive jungle of Jinshan, and the enemy ran around and went in to kill Yanguo. Man, they probably won't get out.

So you still have to prepare some combat equipment.

When they fought with the natives in the jungle, they suffered no matter how much they suffered, but they could not defeat it. The terrain of Jinshan was complex, and there were too many warriors lost in the jungle, which was one of the reasons for the failure...

Tom led the remaining SEALs back toward the manor, and the group raced back.

In the manor, the sound of gunfire and explosions had long subsided.

Now the whole manor has the prosperity of the past, there are potholes and blast holes everywhere, bullet holes everywhere on the walls, and traces of explosions, it is almost in ruins.

The head of CAI, Zorn, who had been hiding in the basement like a bereaved dog before, hid below and shivered.

He heard the sound of the fighting outside stop, so he dared to open the secret door in the basement and walked out.

It's just that his face was extremely ugly, as if someone had put on a cuckold.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn Yan Guo!"

Zon's temples throbbed, and he cursed, grabbed the vase on the cabinet, and threw it heavily on the ground to vent his anger.

The vase was smashed to pieces and exploded. His confidants looked at the furious Zorn with fear. They were even a little lucky. Fortunately, they were hiding in the basement with Zorn, otherwise they might have suffered the same fate. Already...

Zon felt that he didn't vent his anger at all, and punched the wall covering hard.

It is too frustrated.

The trap he carefully planned would turn out to be like this.

This loss is too great...

(End of this chapter)