Luo Zheng looked at the pursuers trying to gather and sneered. The leaders of these people did have some skills. They knew how to play with tranquility, so that everyone could scatter their fighting style. Without the light, no one could see anyone. It was all based on their ability. If everyone hadn't had night vision instruments, this battle would have been dangerous. If it weren't for the fact that things could not be done, the leaders of these people were immediately anxious. Turning on the flashlight, it was obvious that they were going to retreat.

"It's too late." Luo Zheng saw that there were only a dozen remaining enemies, and sneered and whispered through the headset: "Kill."

Everyone understood the meaning of this sentence, came out from behind the cover and shot at the enemy. For five or six enemies, each of them only needed to shoot two people, and a single shot solved the problem. Just as they were about to continue shooting, they found that the enemy was hiding and counterattacked, and Luo Zheng's reminder rang in his ears: "Leave a living mouth."

Of course, the enemy's leader is the most valuable. What can ordinary militants know? Everyone slapped the headset to express their understanding. Using the hidden trees around them, they slowly touched the exposed enemy. As soon as they took a few steps, the enemy suddenly emerged from the cover and fled to the bottom of the mountain, causing morale to be ruined.

"Puff!" A few gunshots, the fleeing man was killed one by one. Luo Zheng knocked down a man who looked like a boss, and the bullet hit the thigh. This man was still dead. Everyone rushed forward and looked at the corpses on the ground with vigilance, not daring to be careless at all.

Luo Zheng came to the wounded, kicked the other party's gun away, squatted down slowly, wearing auspicious clothes, and his cold eyes seemed like ghosts under the moonlight, and the oily face was covered with a terrifying feeling. Luo Zheng keenly found that the other party was timid, and took a casual look at the other party's thigh, and said coldly: "Tell me your identity?" He used international language.

The other party looked at Luo Zheng in panic and said something. Luo Zheng couldn't understand and no longer had the interest in interrogation. Leave a living mouth just to try it out to see if he could figure out the other party's identity. Since he could not communicate, the meaning of Leave a living mouth was gone. He slowly got up and aimed at the other party's heart. His slightly closed eyes burst into murderous aura and he was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait a minute." The other party suddenly spoke, using half-baked international language, but he could understand it.

Luo Zheng squatted down slowly, put his tiger teeth on the other party's neck, and the cold blade exuded the chill of death, which made people tremble. Luo Zheng said coldly: "There is only one chance, let's talk."

"I told you, can you let me go?" the other party asked quickly, his panicked eyes full of anticipation.

"I can." Luo Zheng said coldly.

"We are armed warlords, you must have sent it from China, right?" The other party said happily, afraid that Luo Zheng would take the opportunity to kill him. Seeing the surprised expression on Luo Zheng's face, he quickly explained: "We received an order saying that this period is not safe, and you may come over at any time. Let us keep a close eye."

"How do you know we're back?" Luo Zheng asked coldly, his face getting even more murderous intent.

"I don't know, what the above explained, the specific situation was not stated." The man felt Luo Zheng's terrifying murderous aura, and his breathing stopped. He quickly explained, afraid that Luo Zheng would take action. Seeing that Luo Zheng showed an impatient expression on his face, he quickly added: "Our people have kidnapped your people, and you must come to rescue them. It's not difficult to guess this."

"Where are the people being imprisoned?" Luo Zheng asked coldly.

"I don't know, this kind of thing is a secret, not something I can know." The man quickly explained.

"Huh?" Luo Zheng snorted coldly in dissatisfaction. The tiger-toothed saber in his hand had a little more strength, easily cutting the skin of the other person's neck. A faint blood overflowed, and a few more flesh was added, and he would definitely die.

"No, don't, I know who knows." The man said quickly. Seeing Luo Zheng's horrifying murderous aura retracted a little, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly explained: "He must know our general's son."

"General's son?" Luo Zheng asked coldly. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be talking, he asked, "Where is he? How many people are there with him?"

"He was walking along the river in the city a hundred kilometers away. I can take you there." The other party said quickly, his forehead was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale, and he was obviously scared.

"Uh? Let's go?" Luo Zheng slowly put away his tiger teeth, glanced at the other party's thigh, took out the emergency bag from the military bag, stopped the bleeding and bandaged the other party. The road was still a bit far away, so this person could not die just like that. Snow Leopard came up to support the other party, and everyone walked down the mountain.

When he arrived at the river bank, Luo Zheng saw that there were several boats parked on the river bank. He picked up a larger one and brought two buckets of oil from other boats to set aside. He peeled off a few sets of clothes for spare, and then lit the other boats and burned them. Everyone drove the boat and walked forward.

Along the way, everyone remained silent. The injured militants looked at the well-equipped Luo Zheng and others, and knew that they were not opponents. They completely died and resisted. They led the way honestly, hoping to leave a life. They walked a hundred kilometers of waterway for more than two hours, but fortunately no one investigated along the way.

Under the moonlit night, everyone came to a small town by the river under the cover of night. The boat slowed down and everyone looked at the city lights in the distance. It was around 11 o'clock in the evening. There were no people outside. Occasionally, a few cars passed by and could see clearly in the sniper lens.

Luo Zheng observed for a while and said, "Mountain Eagle, Snow Leopard, you two stayed on the boat to pick up the response. Ghost Hand, Xueer, we three were wearing casual clothes. What's the problem?"

"No problem." Everyone responded softly.

Luo Zheng came to the prisoner and said coldly: "Don't have any bad intentions. If you bring us here, even if you kill us, your general will not spare you. For you, there is only one way to survive, that is, to take us to find the general's son. By the way, how many sons are you generals?"

"Only one, don't worry, I understand." The other party responded quickly, afraid that Luo Zheng would regret it, and his psychological attitude was very clear. The general was not a rude person for those who betray the interests of armed warlords.

"Just understand." Luo Zheng said coldly, and washed his face with some river water. He took off his equipment and clothes and pants in a few seconds, and changed into spare armed men's clothes. The armed men were wearing local casual clothes. Everyone pretended to be a local man. After the boat found a place to dock, everyone jumped up.

Luo Zheng pressed the prisoner, tied a grenade to the other party's back, and tied it with a thin rope, one end on Luo Zheng's hand. As long as Luo Zheng pulled it hard, the grenade would explode. In the face of life and death, the prisoner was very active, knowing that the people in front of him were all gods of killing, and they would not blink and could not afford to offend him, so they should carefully lead the way in front.
Chapter completed!