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"What weapon? Automatic rifle or submachine gun?"

"No, sir, it's a bow and arrow."

"Hell, I have to remind you, Grady, we are not here to compete in Olympic events!"

"Sir, Green is dead. What I said is true. The bow and arrow penetrated his body armor and pierced his heart. And we are still 300 meters away from the target villa, and I didn't even see the enemy.

Where. Ah, Greg, he fell too! Still a bow and arrow!"

"Grady, I want to remind you one last time, you have 20 of the best highly trained special combat guys. They hold automatic weapons worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in their hands. They can accurately shoot through anyone from 1,500 meters away.

They also have grenades, sand eagles and rifle grenades! Don’t tell me that you can’t defeat these primitive people who use bows, arrows and spears!”

"Yes, sir! Yes!" Grady's panicked voice became high-pitched.

Immediately, there was a loud sound of gunfire in the jungle ahead, like fried beans.

The American soldiers poured bullets at any suspicious targets ahead without hesitation, while cursing loudly to encourage themselves.

The glass of the villa was shattered, shrapnel flew in all directions, and the wooden walls that had been in disrepair were riddled with holes. They were almost crumbling, and it seemed that they would collapse in the next second.

After the bullets flew everywhere, there was no more firepower in the villa in front of them. It seemed that they were suppressed and could not raise their heads.

Just when Grady calmly reported that the front suppression was successful, a long arrow flew out of the bushes again, nailing a soldier standing near the front who was roaring and firing to a tree!

This long arrow is about 1 meter long, the iron rod is very thick, and the arrowhead is made of polished steel.

The soldier did not react, and was directly pushed against the tree by the huge impact. A long arrow pierced his chest, nailing him to death. After struggling for a long time, he finally died.

Just when the commander yelled at Captain Grady, the battle situation ahead changed again.

"What the hell is that? Ah!"

A heavy weapon similar to a flange throwing ax whizzed and spun around!

An anti-terrorist special agent had no time to scream, before his helmet was split open by the heavy flying ax that flew 30 meters!

The carbon bulletproof tactical helmet, which can withstand direct fire from a 500-meter pistol, seemed like paper in front of this sharp murder weapon, and was cut deeply into the brain by the ax blade. The black helmet was instantly stained by the spilled brain matter.

However, in order for the enemy to throw this throwing ax, a figure in the distance flashed, giving the special forces a target to shoot at.

The special forces, enraged by the weird and brutal attacks, roared and poured hundreds of bullets around the shadow!

The black shadow was beaten to a standstill. Obviously, these steel storms did not completely ignore the damage to him.

But what stunned the special forces was that after the black shadow stagnated for just 2 seconds, it still screamed and ran away, disappearing into the trees!

"What the hell is this?" Captain Grady cursed: "A tactical formation, pay attention to cover, shoot everything that can move."

Dean protested: "Are you here to save people or to kill? There is my brother Sam who was kidnapped by bad guys. You can't be so indiscriminate."

But the commander had lost his patience: "Boy, I have lost at least twelve good guys in this damn forest! They are still killing us with cold guns and cold arrows. Do I have to tell the boys not to fight back?"

I hope your brother is smart enough to be okay lying on the ground!"

While the rear was quarreling to save people, the battle in the front was becoming increasingly tense, with the sound of bullets being poured out like fried beans, and even the explosion of rifle grenades.

"Grady! Answer, what are you doing? Why are you using grenades?" the commander yelled.

"Sir, the enemy! We have discovered the enemy! There are many, and we are shooting!"

"Look carefully and then fight, who is it?"

"Damn it, I was tricked and turned out to be a scarecrow!"

The commander instinctively felt something was wrong: "Grady, get out of here right away, right now!"

But on the other side of the intercom, the firepower has become more intense. The gunshots now are not fried beans, but continuous.

"Our rear was violently attacked by the enemy! omg, what is this?" Grady's voice was anxious.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me what the hell happened?"

"Medic! Someone is down! Support! Sir, we need support!"

The commander yelled: "Don't panic, you piece of shit. Get my people out quickly. I'll order the helicopter to cover your retreat."

Two helicopters were ordered to start circling over the forest where the fire broke out. The two soldiers who stayed behind used machine guns on the helicopters to shoot at any cover. However, the forest was very dense and the shooting angle was very poor, so it was of little use.

"Grady, I want you to take your people back to the clearing immediately. There is helicopter fire cover there. Move quickly!" the commander yelled.

But Grady's voice had been distorted by fear: "Sir, the enemy blocked our retreat route and started fighting with us. He is so tall, 2 meters tall! Use the Sand Eagle!" Then he heard the Sand Eagle's unique cry.

The dull sound of gunfire and the roar of a strong man.

The commander threw the walkie-talkie to the ground, turned to look at the policewoman and Kirk, and said with a livid face: "Madam Chief, I have to say, it's time for us to go up together, my boys.

They're in trouble, and I need every hand now to help them get out of trouble."

The female police officer heroically took out her police pistol and nodded, showing the demeanor of a heroine.

Dean has to save Sam, Kirk has to complete the mission, and it is his duty to go in. If all the special forces team members die, they will have to face the unknown savage alone. That will be even more stressful. To be honest, this time the space provides a whole

Kirk was flattered that three teams of special forces were given to him. It seemed that this was also a correction made by the space to deal with data errors and the sudden increase in difficulty.

The commander threw the Sand Eagle in his hand to the female police chief: "With this, the gun in your hand can't even penetrate the wooden wall. I need stronger firepower." He pulled the bolt of the M16 gun in his hand and smiled evilly:

"Let us see the elegance of the Olympic athletes in front of us."

Under the cover of fire from two helicopters, the commander, the female police chief, led Dean, Kirk and others to quickly approach the firefight area. Kirk did not dare to be careless. This time the enemy should be the one from the first season of "The Force of Evil"

Since the savages are humans, vampires must be their natural enemies. He gritted his teeth and killed the two B-levels, Catherine and Pearl.

The powerful female vampire was released. After thinking about it, it was still not safe. The night blade with strong close combat ability was also released. Meng Mengmei was good, but Wang Han's illusion ability was only stronger than hers, plus

[Soul-Calling Stone] has a restriction that no more than three B-grade [Warrior Soul] can appear at the same time, so I have to stay behind.

Entering the forest and just approaching the fighting area, Kirk saw a scene of human tragedy!

A special soldier was nailed to a tree trunk by a long arrow. This is not scary. What is scary is that he was clearly dragged here from a distance of more than ten meters by the huge power of the long arrow.

Nailed to a tree trunk one meter high!

This man weighs 100 kilograms plus his equipment. How powerful must this long arrow be to produce such an impact?

The body armor on his chest was damaged, and he died in a miserable state. His head hung limply on his chest, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Not far away from him, another American soldier also fell next to the tree. His head was split open by a heavy throwing axe, like a broken watermelon hit by a baseball bat. Red and white flowed all over the ground, completely

Can't recognize faces.

The further you go, the more shocking it becomes.

Ahead is the core area of ​​fierce fighting. The big tree hugged by one person is full of bullet holes, and there are even large craters where rifle grenades exploded.

The female police sergeant suddenly screamed and pointed her gun upward. Everyone was pointed upward and couldn't help but be stunned by this tragic scene.

An American special forces soldier had his neck broken and was thrown to the top of a big tree. Warm blood was spitting out drop by drop from his mouth and dripping on the neck of the female police sergeant. His eyes were raised high, as if

Before his death, he saw an infinitely terrifying scene.

He was not alone, there were more corpses lying next to him, but the corpses of these soldiers, without exception, were all broken into pieces, as if they had been cut open with a chainsaw, and blood was sprayed on the broad leaves of the horseshoe grass in the bushes nearby.

It's bloody.

Of course, there were also soldiers with arrows in their chests and faces. They fell in a mess in the dark forest clearing. They were all dead.

"Grady! You son of a bitch, where have you taken my people? Come back to me!" the commander yelled.

A weak voice sounded: "Sir, the enemy attacked our formation from behind. The battle formation was broken up. Several soldiers and I were driven to death by them and forced deep into the forest. We are still fighting!"

The commander angrily ordered: "Follow me and rush up! Helicopter cover!"

The battlefield ahead became increasingly messy, and the explosion craters of grenades could be seen. Using grenades at such a close range showed that the dying special forces had completely risked their lives and were determined to die with the enemy.

Xiaopang quietly asked Kirk: "The fighting was very lively and the soldiers worked very hard, but why didn't I see the body of the savage?"

Kirk smiled bitterly and said: "This is the crux of the problem. These American soldiers in the quick reaction force are well-equipped and well-trained. Although they underestimated the enemy at first, they reacted correctly after encountering the enemy. However, no matter how enthusiastic the fight was, they turned out to be savages."

We also didn’t see their bodies, which fully illustrates how perverted the savages’ template was this time. We must get there and try to rescue more soldiers, their firepower is very important.” (To be continued...)