From arms dealer to king of war

Jack Heinz led his team and a group of Chechen mercenaries, wandering awkwardly through the tropical jungle of the Congo.

The six-member team cooperated with Chechnya's "Mountain Warriors" to raid PB's gold mine last night, and then they encountered the most terrifying nightmare they had ever experienced in their lives...

As soon as they approached the gold mine, their team began to die one after another. The originally quiet jungle turned into a paradise for evil spirits, and cold shots were likely to come from everywhere.

Jack and Qiao Jia had a grudge against killing their father, but he advocated attacking the gold mine not to kill many people, but to anger PB's people and let them move their elite into the jungle and hold them back.

When the enemy's attack appeared for the first time, Jack chose to retreat. At the same time, he also realized that the enemy's elite might have arrived long ago and had been setting up a net waiting for him.

Those guys were very ferocious. In just one wave of raids, 9 people of the ‘Mountain Warriors’ were killed.

Even with the help of night vision goggles, Jack could only see one ghost after another moving in the jungle, and he could not lock them at all.

But having experienced hundreds of battles is really not just talk. Jack and his team relied on their excellent military quality, quick reactions, and unexpectedly useful flash bombs to carve a way out of the encirclement, leading them to We broke out together with 16 'Mountain Warriors'.

It has been 14 hours since they were raided...

As the most elite member of SEAL Team 6, Jack is leading the way as a vanguard.

But no matter how he turned, no matter how he tried to set traps, he just couldn't escape the entanglement of those madmen.

When the team passed through a dense broad-leaf plant area, a Chechen bearded man irritably wiped a handful of dew on his face, and then began to curse and say something.

The companion next to him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Stop talking nonsense and follow up. There are evil spirits in this jungle. I don't want to die in this damn place."

The grumbling bearded man scratched his cheek, spat a mouthful of bloody spit to the side, and then struggled to keep up with the team in front.

The tropical jungle is very unfriendly to these Eastern European warriors, and all kinds of poisonous insects make them miserable.

The bearded man scratched his itch all the way, and finally slapped himself hard in the face because of an insect that always circled around him.

Then looking at the blood on his palms, the bearded man helplessly shouted to his comrades in front: "Hey, goat, do you still have insect repellent water on you? I've run out of all mine..."

The 'goat' walking in front took out a can of mosquito repellent and turned around to throw it to the bearded man. However, when he saw the bearded man, he screamed in horror and fell to the ground, his hands and feet unable to move. He stopped on the ground and slid back, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying...

The bearded man subconsciously raised his gun, crouched and rolled over, but after completing a series of actions, he found nothing unusual...

He frowned at the 'goat' and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The 'goat' stared hard at the bearded face, his eyes full of fear.

Facing the bearded question, ‘Goat’ said with a trembling voice: “‘Catfish,’ don’t you feel it?”

The bearded man stood up with a frown on his face and looked at his comrades who were retreating crazily because of his actions. He anxiously lowered his head to check himself, and then shouted uneasily: "What the hell is wrong with you? Talk, what's wrong with me?"

Jack, who was leading the way in front, heard the noise from behind. He rushed over angrily and pushed away a stiff Chechen mercenary. He was about to remind them not to make too much noise, but when he saw the bearded catfish At this time, he couldn't help but let out a scream...

"Oh fuck, what happened to him?"

The bearded 'Catfish' still doesn't know what happened to him, but the way his comrades looked at him made him collapse...

He raised his hand, lowered his head and looked around in circles, but he never found anything unusual.

This feeling made him collapse even more...

“NO, NO, NO, NO…

What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? "

In a moment of panic, Catfish felt liquid suddenly flow into his eyes above his brow bone. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then suddenly found a large piece of skin stuck to the back of his tactical gloves...

Then he rubbed his face vigorously as his comrades screamed, and watched his beard fall off along with a large piece of skin...

"NO, NO, NO..."

The 'goat' couldn't stand the look of the 'catfish' anymore. He rushed up and hugged the catfish's arms, and then roared: "Don't move, catfish, don't move..."

'Catfish' looked at the frightened expression in 'Goat''s eyes. He struggled hard and shouted: "Is it my face? What happened to my face? What on earth is going on? Why don't I feel anything?"

Jack took out a bottle of morphine from his body and rushed it in front of 'Catfish'...

He looked at the catfish with most of the skin on his face gone, exposing the terrifying red tendons and blood vessels. His eyes subconsciously turned in one direction and said, "You don't feel it, do you?"

As he spoke, Jack held Catfish's arm firmly and said, "Do you feel it now? Does it hurt?"

‘Catfish’ was stunned for a moment, his eyelidless eyes widened, and he said in a desperate voice: “No, I don’t feel pain, but I feel it.

What happened? Tell me, what's wrong with me? please! "

Jack looked at 'Catfish''s red head that looked like something only found in hell. His eyes were a little frightened while he comforted 'Catfish' and put away the morphine. At the same time, he shook his head and nodded at the guys...

"You're fine, you're just a little ugly, that's okay..."

The more Jack comforted the 'catfish', the more frightened he became. He struggled hard to get out of the 'goat's control, but something more terrifying happened, and the skin on his neck began to loosen.

The swollen blood vessels on the 'catfish' neck were like small snakes, actually pushing open the skin connecting the neck and chin. Then the few beards on this guy's chin used their own weight to tear off the last piece of skin on his face. It came down and finally hung around his neck.

‘Goat’ tilted his head and did not dare to look at ‘Catfish’’s terrifying face, but he still held ‘Catfish’’s arms tightly to prevent him from doing stupid things.

Just when everyone was surrounding the 'Catfish', the 'Catfish' with a distorted expression suddenly looked at the jungle in the distance, where a guy with white oil paint on his face appeared and was smiling at him...

"Be careful..."

The 'Catfish' broke free from the grip of the 'Goat' like crazy, raised his gun and fired at a distance, scaring everyone around him to the ground.

Jack looked at the 'Catfish' who was screaming and shooting. He lay on the ground and moved laterally for a few meters, then pulled out a grenade and threw it near the bullet impact point.

"Alert, alert, stay alert..."

As Jack yelled, a group of people quickly raised their guns and occupied key points around them. Everyone held a life-saving flash bomb in their hands, because only this thing could stop those jungle ghosts...

And at this moment, 'Catfish' saw his own appearance in the reflection of a puddle of muddy water on the ground...

"Ah..." He yelled and slapped his face frantically until something like a film was torn open and blood began to flow, making his whole body's terror level rise to a higher level.

The blood on his hands and the ghost-like reflection on the ground finally made 'Catfish' completely collapse. Amid the shouts of everyone, he rushed towards the place where the figure appeared just now with his rifle in hand.

He fired wildly at the surroundings, and there was a sound of the rifle being hung up with an empty magazine. Just when he was about to change the magazine of the rifle, a metal arrow shot through his chest, and then a hole opened at the arrow. paw.

Then the slender rope on the arrow tail suddenly tightened, and the 'catfish' was pulled backwards by a huge force and fell into the jungle.

When the 'goat' rushed over to find the 'catfish', he had lost track of him.

Looking at the roaring 'goat' who was shooting to vent his anger, a bearded white man next to Jack said quietly: "Jack, we have to get out of here. These Chechens are not adapted to the jungle at all. Taking them with you is a burden."

Jack was stunned for a moment, as if he recalled something bad. After his eyes were dazed for a moment, he shook his head firmly and said: "NO, we cooperate, we are comrades in arms, and I will not leave them behind."

As he spoke, Jack looked at the bearded white man with flashing eyes beside him. He shook his head and said, "'Smoking Gun,' there are only four of those jungle ghosts. We only have a chance when we get together. If we separate, we will only be defeated by each one."

After hearing this, 'Smoking Gun' patted Jack on the shoulder helplessly.

What he meant was to leave the Chechens behind to contain those terrible ghosts, and then the people on his side would run away first, but now that Jack was very determined, there was nothing to say.

Jack, SEAL Team 6, is the captain. If everyone gets angry now, they will die faster.

‘Smoking Gun’ shook his head at the guys around him, and then said: “Let’s speed up to the river. ‘Detonator’ is responsible for laying out booby traps along the way. Everyone should not stay too far away.

Set off……"

Jack was not angry that 'Smoking Gun' was giving orders on his behalf. This guy was an old master sergeant of the Marine Corps, and he was from Florida, so he was more familiar with the feeling of the tropical jungle.

He rushed over to grab the frantic 'goat' and roared in his ear to regain his consciousness. Then Jack quickened his pace and rushed to the front of the team, once again playing the role of a vanguard.

At this time, he really couldn't leave the road exploration to the Chechens, but soon the accident occurred again...

The 'detonator' who was setting up booby traps at the rear suddenly heard a movement from behind. When he raised his gun and carefully wanted to check, he saw the terrifying 'catfish' jumping out of a patch of grass.

'Detonator' was knocked down by 'Catfish' before he could react, and then he felt a tightening in his waist.

The frightened 'Detonator' roared and drew his gun, put it against the chest of 'Catfish' and fired the machine gun. Then he was horrified to see 'Catfish' stood up indifferently and slowly pushed into the depths of the jungle with very strange movements. .

Seeing his teammates coming from the front to check, 'Detonator' lowered his head and glanced at the injury on his waist. He decisively found morphine and stuck it on his body. Then he said to Jack: "Man, I'm dead. I'll stay." , you go..."

As he spoke, 'Detonator' grinned and glanced at 'Smoking Gun', who had a complicated expression, and said, "Heinz can't be owed any favors, right?"

'Smoking Gun' patted the guilty Jack with a sad expression and said, "Don't think about other things. We owe your father what we owe, and we have to pay it back...