The battlefield after the battle seemed extremely deserted, and the environment in the dark was extremely calm. The roads, dead grass, sand and gravel were all very ordinary. It made people unable to see what was special about Africa.

The start was unfavorable, and the information was not cleared, so the guide died first. The advance team could only do their own things, and everyone had their own affairs. Qin Ming's job was to pack up four armed pickup trucks, which was finally destroyed by Chief Richard.

The four pickup trucks had different postures, some hitting trees, some rolling over, and some horns rang wildly. Qin Ming held a rifle and a night vision instrument and first found the pickup truck that sounded the horns. A corpse was upside down on the seat of the car and pressed the steering wheel. He reached out and pulled the corpse out, and the sound disappeared.

The corpse that fell to the ground was shot in the chest, and the driver's seat was covered in blood. Qin Ming pulled out two magazines and a pistol from the corpse, and there was nothing else.

"Poor ghost." He cursed, and Qin Ming continued to plunder the corpse. The advance team had limited ammunition and could not last long without seizure and supplement. Although the commander of the legion said he would come here immediately, the fastest thing would be four or five days later.

The corpse was mixed with smell and blood, which was disgusting. Qin Ming searched the cab and then searched for the carriage. There was a Su-style heavy machine gun with a caliber of 14.5 mm on the carriage, but the bullet box was empty and there were no bullets.

"Fuck, scary guy." Qin Ming wanted to find the corpse of the machine gun, but there was only a pool of blood in the carriage, and the corpse... was thrown more than ten meters away. He jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the corpse, but suddenly heard a sound coming from the roadside.

After pausing, he moved his position quickly and silently. Qin Ming pointed the muzzle in the direction where the sound came, and there was a pile of dead grass there.

Angola has a tropical savanna climate. Under normal circumstances, it is high in heat and humidity, and the northeastern region is rich in rainfall. The weeds beside the road are extremely dense. Although the destruction of nuclear winter, the grass seeds buried in the soil have grown again.

"Little guy, do you want help?" A voice came from the headphones. It should be the archer brought by Chief Richard. "There is a mouse hidden beside you. The captain lets us take care of you, the little baby."

The shooter has been transferred to the top of the airport terminal and is responsible for monitoring the overall situation. Obviously, he also saw movement around Qin Ming. But Qin Ming refused without hesitation: "No, I can deal with it myself."

Although it was not the first time to kill people, they were all killed in the past. Qin Ming knew very well that what he had encountered was probably a soldier who had been fighting in Africa for a long time. Such people were cunning, cunning, experienced, and often had some skills.

Now we have to judge whether the sound just made is a trap? No doubt, the veteran Youzi is very good at this trick of luring and killing. Thinking that he had created a lot of sound during the search, Qin Ming thought that his position had been exposed, so he continued to move silently.

He left the road with his waist and with the help of the vision provided by the night vision device, Qin Ming held a K-47m and tried to take a detour. But less than ten meters away, he suddenly stepped on the air. He heard a bent branch on the road sweeping over, and a dagger tied to the branch and pierced his thigh.

It was a trampling trap, using the elasticity of the branches to form lethality. Qin Ming had no choice but to tilt his body and fall down, and his thighs still chilled. He just cursed in his heart and suddenly saw a dark figure appearing in the grass behind the branches.

Qin Ming was clever in his heart, and he pointed his gun at the gun without thinking too much. With the sound of gunfire, the other party just lowered his waist and continued to rush over, as if he wanted to capture him.

Damn it... Qin Ming felt that he was knocked down and his gun was grabbed tightly. The enemy tried to press him to the ground and control him as soon as possible. But he had been eating and drinking and exercising recently. Although he was not yet an adult, his strength was no less than the opponent.

The enemy kept shouting in a low voice, his stinky tone was like a hyena, and the other party had a dagger in his hand to press on Qin Ming's neck. In the stalemate between the two sides, Qin Ming could clearly feel the sharp blade passing through his neck. The threat of death was so strong!

Ah... Qin Ming's mind was blank, and he just wanted to push away this enemy that would kill him. His throat made a young roar, and finally let the blade retreat a little. But the enemy was also trying his best to press the blade against him again.

After two or three times, Qin Ming was almost exhausted, and he heard his adoptive father's roar in dissatisfaction from the radio, "Enough, Harris. Don't watch from the side. I took this child to the battlefield and didn't watch him die."

Hearing this sentence, Qin Ming felt that the enemy pressing on his body was violently overturned. He quickly turned over, knelt on the ground and coughed loudly, tears and saliva all came out, and there was a scent of bloody rust in his mouth.

When Qin Ming looked up again, he found that almost all the people from the advance team had emerged. Old Harris was stepping on a black man in rags. Judging from the other party's thin arm, he had obviously been hungry for a long time.

Damn, I was almost killed by such an enemy.

Mr. Qin was not speaking with a tiger face. Zhang Hong walked over and pulled out the dagger on Qin Ming's thigh. Then he quickly cleaned the wound. Finally, he took out a 'treatment needle' and stabbed Qin Ming. "I wanted to wait for you to make some results before giving you a reward, but now it seems that I can only pay in advance."

When the dagger was stabbed in, it felt very painful when pulled out. However, the top-level "healing needle" created by "**" Meilang strongly restored his injury.

Qin Ming's wound was quickly stopped, and after bandaging, itchyness came. He knew that his injuries would heal completely within two or three days, and even the scars left on his face would improve significantly.

Qin Ming stood up with his legs lame. Old Harris was kicking the prisoner's face with his feet, screaming because the prisoner didn't speak. He thought about the death feeling of being crushed by the sharp blade just now, and suddenly said, "Don't torture him. If he can't understand, just kill him."

"No, no, I can understand you. Give me a bite and I will tell you everything." The thin prisoner lost his ruthlessness and knelt on the ground and begged loudly.

Chief Richard came up and shouted with a cold face: "Boy, do you know those mistakes you made?"

Qin Ming was a little afraid of the stern chief who always had a rigid face. He stood up and shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"First of all, you are too careless. We asked you to pick up the corpse, but you seemed as relaxed as if you were going to the supermarket to shop. Secondly, you were too careless. The Sagittarius has reminded you, but your observations around you are still too careless. In the end, you are not cruel enough, why don't you use your arms to block the dagger?"

The Chief of Chief's reprimand made Qin Ming completely dazed. He murmured: "Use your arm to block it? My arm will be cut off."

"Do you choose not to live between losing one hand and a life? Or are you worried that we can't cure your hand?" Chief Richard reached out and grabbed Qin Ming's thigh wound. The wound he had just bandaged suddenly felt unbearable.

Qin Ming, who screamed in pain, finally welcomed the saber's smile, "Baby, are you going to cry? You'd better go home, it's not suitable for rookies here."

Qin Ming, who was so painful that he was about to shed tears, immediately calmed down his tears and shouted stubbornly: "No, even if I am a rookie, I will stay."
Chapter completed!