Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

Puff puff..….

The wooden sticks came roaring with great power.

From top to bottom, it directly penetrated the bodies of each mercenary diagonally, pinning them to the ground.

Poof, hot blood spurted all over the floor, and the end of the wooden stick was nailed to the ground, still trembling violently.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

When the remaining dozen mercenaries saw this scene, their faces instantly turned pale, and they were so frightened that they backed away.

Looking at the companions who were still talking a second ago, they all died tragically in an instant.

The nerves of the remaining mercenaries collapsed almost at the same time.

They can accept that their companions will be killed by bullets, bombs, or even their heads cut off.

They had never seen such a scene in their lives.

Apart from horror movies, they had only seen this kind of scene in nightmares.

But what they didn't know was that it was far from over.

Just as the wooden sticks were thrown down, the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Brigade squatting on the trees had followed them and fell from the sky.

It hit these remaining mercenaries accurately, just like an ordinary Mount Tai.

Bang bang bang!

Almost in an instant, the remaining mercenaries were so frightened that they had no time to react and were all knocked to the ground by the black shadows falling from the sky.

Puff puff puff...

The sharp and cold dagger stabbed into their necks like chopsticks piercing tofu.

The soldiers of the Flying Tiger Brigade were like ruthless killing machines, their eyes full of cold killing intent.

Even if these mercenaries have been knocked unconscious by them and have lost all combat effectiveness, they will never show any mercy.

The blade was turned hard, and when it was pulled out, a large piece of flesh and blood came out.

Blood spurted onto the faces of everyone in the Flying Tiger Brigade, but they didn't even blink.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

This is the inner principle that is implemented in every member of the Flying Tiger Brigade.

Wildfires cannot be burned out, but spring breezes blow and they grow again. To cut weeds, we must root them out...

"We'll kill them all here!" Xu Da wiped his knife and spoke into the headset.

Wang Chen nodded and said coldly: "Immediately, their guys go to support Tiger King and the others. Move quickly."

"Yes!"

Everyone immediately picked up weapons from these mercenaries, and found grenades and flashlights from them.

Then he turned around and ran towards the woods.

At the same time, the baboon in the forest stopped suddenly, and the corners of its eyes began to beat uncontrollably.

Suddenly there was a bad feeling in my heart that kept rising.

This is a special sixth sense developed from years of battlefield fighting.

Whenever danger approaches or there is deep danger, the corners of his eyes will always jump unconsciously.

"What's wrong, sir?" The subordinate turned his head and asked curiously.

The baboon looked to both sides, and the two groups he had separated from were completely out of sight.

Everywhere you look, there are dense trees almost everywhere.

Looking at a dark forest, it looks like a bottomless abyss.

The inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations became more obvious.

"Sir, what did you find? Did you notice the enemy's movement?" Another subordinate asked in surprise.

The baboon didn't answer, but his expression became serious.

He immediately whispered into the headset: "Hedgehog, hedgehog, how is the situation over there? Received an answer, received an answer..."

There was only rustling radio sound on the other end of the headset, and there was no response at all.

The baboon's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became even more ugly.

He twitched his eyes and immediately called to another team: "Mole Mole, how is the situation over there? Answer quickly, answer quickly?"

"Swish, swish, swish..."

There was still no response from the other side, except for the rustle of electricity, which was also mixed with the sounds of some animals.

"Sir, what's going on?" All of his subordinates noticed something was wrong and gathered around him.

The baboon's facial features were all screwed up, and he growled anxiously into the headset: "Hedgehog, mole, what's wrong with you, what's going on? Answer me immediately, answer me immediately!"

But the answer to him was still dead silence, and there was no response from the headset.

"Baboon, what happened to you over there?" Fury's questioning voice came from the other headset.

At this moment, he also stood up from the sofa and asked anxiously: "What happened over there?"

The baboon's nerves were tense to the extreme at this moment, and he looked around coldly.

Every tree and every blade of grass seems to be hiding danger and murderous intent.

The veins in the corners of his eyes were beating wildly, and he could even clearly hear the thumping sound of his heartbeat...

"Alert, alert quickly!"

The baboon roared loudly and spitted out far away.

All the mercenaries were alert, subconsciously raised their guns and pointed them around.

But it was too late.

Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound beneath their feet.

All the mercenaries were so frightened that they lowered their heads quickly, but before they could react, a large number of leaves rose into the sky as if blown by a blower.

Like a thick fog, it enveloped everyone inside.

All the mercenaries were surrounded by a mess of leaves, and even their companions could not see each other clearly.

The next second, the two big nets tightened.

A dozen mercenaries were all squeezed together in an instant, screamed and hoisted into the air.

"Fake, ahhh... let us go, damn, damn, damn!"

The mercenaries were shouting one by one, like big fish caught in a fishing net, struggling constantly.

Fury on the other end heard the chaotic screams in the headset and shouted anxiously: "Baboon, what happened? What happened to you over there?"

"Speak, hurry up and fucking speak?"

The baboon had no time to pay attention to him at all, and looked at his men caught in the big net, with anger in his eyes.

Based on his years of combat experience, the two teams must have been in danger if they didn't respond for so long.

There is a high probability that he has already gone to hell to report.

And now, he has also fallen into a trap.

Although he really didn't want to believe that he had lost to a group of unarmed Yanguo people, that was the fact.

These Yanguo people were more cunning than he thought!

"Back off, be on alert!"

The baboon waved vigorously and shouted, completely ignoring the men in the two nets.

Because he knew very well that to save people now would be to die.

Only by keeping a distance, waiting for the enemy to appear, and attacking immediately can there be any hope of survival.

Mercenaries have always been ruthless. They are all armed men who lick blood and fight for money.

The lives of your companions are not valuable at all. You can use their lives to find a way to survive for yourself, or use them as bait to kill the enemy.

This deal is still a good deal.

The fewer people alive, the less money has to be distributed. He even wished that all these guys died in the mission.

In the end he had all the commissions to himself.

The remaining thirty or so mercenaries were well-trained, and they all retreated instantly.

But just as they retreated.

swish swish...  

Suddenly there was a terrifying whistling sound in the woods.

The baboon watched helplessly as sharpened pieces of wood shot out from the forest, piercing the two large nets like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Screams rang out one after another, and sharpened pieces of wood pierced the two large nets from different directions.

On average, more than a dozen pieces of wood are inserted into each large net.

The fragile human body is so fragile at this moment, like ordinary window paper, it can be easily pierced by a wooden stick.

"Help, help, help me, help..."

After a while, only a faint cry for help came from the two nets.

The blood was like a faucet that had been turned on, dripping crazily downwards.

From a distance, it looks like a group of pigs are being bled in a huge slaughterhouse.

The remaining mercenaries were so frightened by this scene that their eyes widened in horror.

Even though they have experienced hundreds of battles, they are used to seeing these bloody scenes.

But at this moment, his companions were brutally killed in front of his eyes like pigs and dogs.

This scene still shocked everyone's nerves and shocked everyone.

It even makes them feel like they want to vomit uncontrollably.

But the baboon was only shocked for a few seconds before reacting immediately.

He turned around suddenly: "Run! Run, get out of here!"

The baboon has fully realized that his opponent is definitely not as vulnerable as the intelligence agency said.

This forest belongs to the people of the Yan Kingdom. If they don't run away now, I'm afraid they won't have another chance in this life.

Everyone followed him on the way he came, stumbling and running wildly.

At this moment, everyone knew that they had to leave the forest as soon as possible.

Otherwise, not only will they have no initiative, but their lives will be in the hands of others.

"Don't run!" Fury's roar came from the headset.

He jumped up and down anxiously in the hotel: "Baboons, baboons, I'm paying you! Have you forgotten the purpose of the Corpse Group? Before you complete the mission, you..."

"Fuck you!" the baboon shouted angrily: "What the hell information do you have? Are they ordinary Yan Kingdom scouts? They are all masters of jungle warfare!"

"Asshole, all my people are almost dead!"

Fury's eyes widened in shock: "Everyone is dead...impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"They are using training blanks, which have no lethality at all. And you are all armed to the teeth. How can you be killed by them?"

"Shut up, you stupid pig!" the baboon roared: "Real warriors kill people in the jungle and don't need any weapons at all. Cold weapons are more practical than hot weapons here, you stupid pig, idiot!"

"I tell you, you must give me all the money, otherwise I will kill you no matter where you hide!"

bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there was violent gunfire overhead.

A dozen mercenaries fell down in response, and the bullets directly blasted their Tianling Caps.

Each mercenary's head exploded like a watermelon, and blood spurted everywhere.

The remaining mercenaries were so frightened that they quickly fell to the ground.

But at this moment, grenades flew from both sides of them and landed accurately next to them.

"Fake!" the baboon shouted in shock: "Hide quickly..."

But the next second, boom boom boom!

All the grenades exploded, and the mercenaries lying on the ground were either blown away or blown into pieces on the spot.

When the smoke cleared, the baboon fell to the ground, blood pouring from its mouth.

He looked down and saw that a big hole had been opened in his leg, and blood was gushing out from his stomach.

He looked at both sides with difficulty. Only a few of the people he brought were left.

But like him, they were all struggling in pain and screaming.

Others have completely stopped moving.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly stood in front of him.

He slowly moved his eyes, and suddenly a soldier wearing thick camouflage but with a smile on his face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lin Hui squatted beside him and patted him with a smile: "With your three-legged cat skills, you still want to hunt us down? You are really overestimating your capabilities."

"Cooking, just practice more..."

All the surrounding soldiers of the Flying Tiger Brigade laughed.

Doing it with them in the jungle is like lighting a lamp in the toilet. Isn't it ridiculous?

In China, they are invincible in the jungle, not to mention these mercenaries who have retired for a long time.

The baboon stared at him, his eyes full of unwillingness: "You, you, are using traps, don't count, don't count..."

"Idiot." Lin Hui slapped him in the face: "You've been fucked like this, what qualifications do you have to be here? If I had a gun, I would have fucked you to death by looking at you guys. Eight hundred times."

The baboon stared at Lin Hui, but after a few seconds, he didn't breathe.

His head tilted, his legs kicked, and there was no movement on the spot.

"Tiger King, is he so angry with you?" Wang Yong said with a smile: "This kid is too angry, so he will die now?"

The others also laughed.

This was the first time I saw someone being pissed to death.

Lin Hui smiled faintly and was about to stand up.

Suddenly I saw the headset on this guy's right ear. It was obviously a Bluetooth phone headset.

Lin Hui frowned slightly, then picked it up and put it on his ear.

"Hello, Moses Moses?" He asked with a smile, "Who is that across the way?"

When Fury heard Lin Hui's voice in the hotel, his scalp went numb instantly and he sat down on the sofa.

It's over, all dead.

The next second, he collapsed on the sofa, his face turned ashen.