Hearing the butterfly's warning sound, Zhang Yu and his group stopped and looked at the butterfly with doubtful eyes.

The butterfly held the ak47, nodded his mouth, and pointed to a tree trunk: "Snake."

Zhang Yu and others were now frightened by the snake. After all, there was murderous intent in this jungle, and maybe they would encounter something fatal.

If you want to get out of this tropical jungle alive, you must fight against the sky, the earth, the enemy, and all kinds of dangerous animals and plants in the jungle.

Everyone followed the butterfly's gaze and their eyes shrank, and they were the snake again.

According to experienced veterans among them, this snake was a hybrid of five-step snake with another unknown local poisonous snake. It is extremely poisonous and has a strong attack. Even the veterans of the jungle often caught the Tao of these long-tailed beasts, and they were hated in this tropical jungle and gradually turned into ashes.

The poisonous snake climbs on the trunk, and its body is the same color as the trunk, which almost makes people ignore it, but once it is ignored, it will probably take its life.

This poisonous snake is like most poisonous snakes, constantly spitting out letters, feeling the smell particles around it, and a pair of cold eyes that do not contain any emotions. It stares at Zhang Yu and his group, and waits for them to approach, and will launch a fatal attack. As for who will be the unlucky guy who was attacked, only this snake knows.

"Wuhuan, kill it." Zhang Yu gave the order coldly.

Wuhuan nodded, shook his hand, and a small dagger appeared in his hand. It was very small, like a small dart. The dagger rotated several times in his hand, raised his hand and turned into a cold light, flying towards the snake on the trunk.

With a dull sound of "bang", the little dagger entered without a body and shot into the venomous snake's seven inches. Attacking the snake was a common sense that everyone knows. No matter what poisonous snake is, it is always a fatal point for snakes.

The severe pain of the dagger entering the body made the snake tremble violently for a few times. Shinko vomited, and her head held high and rushed towards Wuhuan, as if she wanted to kill the person who injured it.

Snakes and spirituality have been rumored since ancient times.

Wu Huan sneered, showed off a dagger and walked towards the snake hanging on the trunk half of his body: "A small insect dares to make waves." After saying that, he raised his hand and fell, a triangular snake head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

Wu Huan didn't care about the snake's head on the ground, grabbed the snake's body on the trunk, pinched the bleeding place with both hands, and the dagger broke through, digging out the snake gall from it: "This is a good thing."

Zhang Yu glanced at the snake head on the ground a few times, and his eyes were still alert: "Everyone should be careful."

"Brother Yu, do you want to eat?" Wu Huan spread out his bloody hands and looked at Zhang Yu.

A trace of disgust flashed across Zhang Yu's face: "Take it away, keep it for yourself."

"Okay." Wuhuan was very happy, nodded, raised his head and swallowed the snake gall, then took out the wine pot she carried with him and drank a few sips of the strong wine: "It's great."

"Butterfly, how did you find poisonous snakes?" Zhang Yu asked casually.

Butterflies are not like ordinary women. When they see poisonous snakes, they get numb and scream in fear. Thinking about it, how could a woman who can enter the top ten in the wind be an ordinary woman?

"Don't forget, I'm a butterfly." The butterfly carried the ak47 and continued to walk forward.

Zhang Yu stared at the butterfly's back, especially her butt, with her lips curled up: "Interesting girl, if she has the life to go back, she will definitely push her."

"Master Yu, don't think about pushing women first, let's walk out of this haunted jungle first." Li Huo held up his gun, walked past Zhang Yu with one deep and one shallow.

"Continue to move forward." Zhang Yu nodded and caught up with Butterfly: "Pussy, you should stand behind the man and show off what you can."

The butterfly's voice was dull: "I didn't expect you to be so macho."

"What's wrong with machismo?" Zhang Yu said, turning on the radio intercom: "Lao Yun, report the coordinates again."

Soon, Zhang Yu and his group met with Yun Tingfei and Atai. The two sides whispered a few greetings and raised the topic.

"Atai, can they find out their identities?" Zhang Yu held up the telescope and looked forward. He could not see anything except the branches or grass.

"If the guess is good, they should be people in the big circle."

"Daquan Gang." Zhang Yu frowned: "Can you be sure?"

"No." Atai shook his head and pointed to several traces: "However, this should be a big circle of methods of doing things."

A few people were left behind, and the others sat on the ground, had a short rest, and had a brief discussion.

"If it's really a member of the Big Circle Gang, it's a bit troublesome. Damn, we didn't provoke them, and actually fired black guns at us. It's so damn despicable." Zhang Yu, who grew up in the city, found it difficult to understand this almost barbaric jungle rule.

Zhang Yu grew up so old that the most brutal thing he had ever done was to squat at the gate of junior high school in high school, collect protection fees based on the heads, and beat them up if they didn't give them. That was just boredom, but now in this jungle, he often lives and dies.

"Zhang Yu, according to time, Hao Jianfeng and the others should have sent their weapons to Kata. As for the other one, it should be almost here. We are the most miserable, attracting most forces and are completely used as targets." Yun Tingfei picked up the marching kettle and drank a few sips of water.

"I've been fooled. It was you beasts who yelled that they had never played jungle wars before, so we rushed into the place. Now, we can't even retreat, and the road ahead is not clear." Zhang Yu cursed, took out a map from his backpack and spread it on the ground: "Atai, can we determine our current location?"

Atai squatted on the ground, his eyes swept across the map, and pointed at a place: "We are here."

"It's good if you don't deviate from the direction." Zhang Yu looked at it seriously and nodded at last: "You can enter the territory of Kata after crossing two rivers and three mountains."

"Twenty miles ahead, there is a minefield." Atai pointed at another place: "Although the war has passed, not many mines buried in that year have been raised. In recent years, there are no 500 people who have been killed by the bombing in this area, but there are no 300 people who have entered this area."

"A minefield within a radius of ten miles, when you get there, you really have to put your head on your belt. Whether you live or die is all about luck." Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows, and there was a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth that was inconsistent with the atmosphere on the scene.

"I don't know how many lives of regular special forces have been swallowed in that minefield. With our miscellaneous army, the chance of breaking through is too small." Yun Tingfei curled his lips.

"What should we do? We can't go back or just stay where we are. Ata, there is no minefield control map." Zhang Yu looked at Ata, and he knew that this was no longer a fight and killing in the underworld, but a step into the real battlefield. Don't look at him with a cynical smile, it was just to eliminate his instinctive fear of this jungle.

Atai shook his head: "No, even if there is, it's useless. How many years have passed in the war? How many heavy rains have happened over the years? Some thunders have moved their positions long ago. Only genius knows where they have washed away."

"Stop talking nonsense. Instead of sitting here to discuss, it is better to destroy those elusive enemies first." Butterfly sitting beside him said coldly.

A group of men turned to look at the butterfly. Seeing that there was no expression on her face, she could not see any fear or fear. Then she looked at the three women in the six-pointed star, both of which were expressionless, as if there was life or death in front of her, and it had nothing to do with them.

This has stimulated these men. These women can still be so calm, not to mention that they are all men with handkerchiefs in their crotch. They are afraid of birds, just lit landmines. If they really want to step on them, even if they die, they will still be facing up.

"Brothers, we can't be looked down upon by a few girls. Okay, don't discuss it. No matter whether they are from the Big gang or not, let's talk about it first. The Big gang accomplices are famous, but we are not afraid of them either." Zhang Yu stood up with a gun.

Everyone stood up, scattered themselves, ready to move forward, and at the same time destroyed the enemies who had shot black guns on them, and temporarily called them a large circle.

Zhang Yu and his group said that there were not many more, and that there were not many less. When they set out, there were about fifty people, but now there were only about thirty people left, including Zhang Yu, Wuhuan, Butterfly, Hexagram, and others, as well as Atai, Yun Tingfei and a group of veterans under Atai. They can be said to be completely miscellaneous soldiers.

"There is a situation ahead." Suddenly, a veteran who was guarding the southeast whispered.

"Prepare for battle." Zhang Yu, who had experienced several jungle gun battles, had obviously gradually adapted and immediately gave an order.

"It's their people, do we want to fight?" Yun Tingfei asked in a low voice holding a telescope.

Zhang Yu also held a telescope, his body hiding behind a tree trunk, and narrowed his eyes: "Put it closer."

Zhang Yu and Xiao Feng grew up together since childhood, and they didn't learn much of excellent qualities. Instead, they learned Xiao Feng's "suffering a loss is not a blessing". If you don't get revenge, then you can't do it. The other party shot them first and didn't use the other's way to help them. Then is he still Zhang Yu?

"Call me." When the other party approached a little, Zhang Yu gave a cold order, and at the same time pulled the ak47 in his hand, the shell began to jump.

The sound of "da da da da da" sounded in this tropical jungle, and a battle began.

There were more than a dozen people on the other side, and in terms of equipment and individual soldiers, they were no worse than Zhang Yu and his group, and they were even slightly stronger.

As the gunshots came, the group of people immediately looked for cover to hide, and the guns in their hands began to roar and shot towards Zhang Yu.

"Damn, Lao Yun and Atai, you each brought a few brothers and surrounded them from the left and right sides. Today, you must lie down these grandchildren." Zhang Yu cursed.

In this jungle, there is no reason to say that strength is the most respected in everything, just like a cold and cruel organization. Only when the fist is hard can you have the right to speak, live longer, live more freely, and live more dignified.
Chapter completed!