Area 8, riverside.

Four forty in the morning.

Before dawn.

A head suddenly appeared on the edge of a clump of grass near the shore.

The clear black and white eyes glowed like an eagle.

After carefully observing the surroundings to ensure it was safe, the head slowly moved toward the shore.

Finally, he stood up beside the pile of rocks by the water.

This person is none other than George "The Vulture" who had been on the run all night.

He slowly got out of the water, carefully controlling his steps so as not to make too much water noise, and moved towards the shore step by step.

Finally, he came to the big tree, looked around to make sure no one was around, then got into the bushes nearby, took out the GPS, opened it, pulled out the map, took out the waterproof map, and started comparing.

Experienced veterans will do this.

It is said that with the high-precision military GPS locator, physical maps are no longer of much use.

It's just that electronic instruments will malfunction or make mistakes anyway. Only by comparing it with the physical map and then comparing it with the terrain can the most accurate position be confirmed 100%.

On the military map, different areas are divided into grids.

This is why in military circles we often refer to area X or region.

Because these grids themselves have this function, they can quickly point to a specific large-scale area, making it easier to command operations without the need for precise coordinate calibration.

After checking his position, "Vulture" George re-route to Meng Nai and then emerged from the bushes again.

From here to reach Meng Nai, you only need to walk another 9.5 kilometers of mountain road.

Now victory is in sight.

He couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

His tactical plan of attacking in the east and attacking in the west seemed to be working.

Those soldiers from country D should be deployed to areas 3 and 5 at this time.

He only needs to go to Area 8 to meet up with the team that came to pick him up. With their help, he is expected to be able to leave Country D before tonight.

There is something strange about him.

He originally thought that it would be very difficult to escape the roundup tonight, because of the people from country Z who had fought against each other near the port.

The other party's strength still makes him a little scared when he thinks about it.

Originally, I prepared three sets of plans to deal with emergencies.

Unexpectedly, after using one set, I actually got out of trouble.

Why are those people from country Z so stupid?

This was beyond his expectation.

No matter what, if you can escape, it's a victory. No one wants to die here.

With the help of night vision goggles, the "Vulture" moved toward the junction point as quickly as possible in the jungle.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a helicopter in the distance.

This startled him, and he quickly got under the tangled roots of the towering tree nearby, and then used the ghillie suit to cover himself as much as possible.

The military of country D actually dispatched helicopters to search here, which is a bit surprising.

Did you find yourself here?

Hearing the sound of the propeller fade away, he breathed a sigh of relief again.

It seems that he has not found himself.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard rustling footsteps.

This rustling sound is not only the sound of feet stepping on the ground, but also the slight movement of clothes brushing against plants.

Someone is coming.

Encountering soldiers from country D here, "Vulture"'s originally excited mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

It's not that no one is on guard here, there is.

Judging from the speed at which the sound approached, the other party was walking very slowly, but his steps were very light.

This is a typical search formation.

He could tell that there were about four or five people there.

Originally, George did not want to have a head-on conflict with these people. After all, he was fighting alone. He could hide as much as possible to avoid conflicts and expose his whereabouts.

But the direction they were heading in made the killer murderous.

Because from the map, there is a single-plank bridge ahead, spanning a mountain stream, about ten meters long.

Although I don't know what the actual situation is, since it is a single-plank bridge, these D country soldiers must have guarded the bridge in the past.

After all, this is a place where one man is in control and no one can access it. No officer would be stupid enough to turn a blind eye to such a key position.

If these search team soldiers guard the single-plank bridge, it means they have to take a detour.

The detour requires walking at least 5 kilometers more on mountain roads.

Don't underestimate this 5-kilometer mountain road. Not only does it consume a lot of physical energy, but the worst thing is that it delays the time to leave the control area of ​​the ZF army.

If it's going to be dawn today, it will be detrimental to yourself if it really gets to dawn.

be quick!

Use the fastest speed to escape from the ZF army-controlled area and enter the Meng Nai area.

"Sorry, since you are blocking the road, don't blame me for being rude..."

"Vulture" was muttering to himself as he checked the silencer tubes on the equipment and guns.

The footsteps had already passed the big tree where he was, heading towards the single-plank bridge.

At this time, the D Army officer leading the team did not seem to realize that the danger was behind him, nor did he expect that the killer who had been chasing him all night was hiding under the roots of a big tree about a few meters away to his right.

He looked at his watch and saw that time was a little tight.

So, he turned around and made a gesture to his subordinates to stop advancing and move closer to me.

When everyone gathered around, he whispered: "Don't leave while searching. The single-plank bridge is less than three hundred meters ahead. Let's run over. After all, our mission is to guard the bridge."

One soldier asked: "Maybe that guy has already passed."

The leading officer said: "Ignore him, we just carry out the order. It is also a good thing for us not to encounter him. That guy is not easy to deal with."

After saying that, as soon as he stood up, before the others could get up, they heard a dull popping sound in the air.

Two bullets were fired at the leading officer at the same time.

One hit the head and one hit the neck.

There was no scream, just a muffled groan.

The officer fell straight to the ground and became cold immediately.

The reaction of the other team members was actually quite quick, and they immediately rolled on the spot into the nearby bushes, not caring about any tactical moves. They were all subconscious life-saving moves.

But it's too late.

Following a burst of intense gunfire, three more people fell.

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The last remaining member of the team was so frightened that he raised his hand and shot.

As for where the enemy is?

Not sure...

It's just a straight shot.

Carrying out such fan-shaped sweeps at critical moments cannot be said to be completely useless.

But the effect is minimal.

I emptied a magazine and didn't seem to hear any movement.

He quickly pressed the release button, released the empty magazine, and wanted to replace it with a new magazine.

I just don’t know why, but my hands are trembling a little. The magazine that usually takes less than a second to pull out didn’t twitch after three pulls, as if it had grown on the magazine bag.

He was sweating heavily and his heart was beating fast.

This silent massacre is the most deterrent.

There were no harsh gunshots or fierce exchanges of fire.

Just a few pops and the person died.
To be continued...