He Zhenzhong stuffed the silenced pistol into his waist, took out the pistol and put it in his mouth. He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly. Baidu search
Moved.
He suddenly moved. He put his hands on the ground and his body bounced up. Then his toes were a little bit on the ground. He jumped suddenly and jumped over the bushes in front of him. He put his hands on the ground and rolled his body.
He stretched out, lay down on the ground, kicked his feet hard, and with a sound of sand, his body rushed out.
In just a few seconds, He Zhenzhong ran nearly ten meters silently and successfully crossed the small open space. Then, he hid behind a tree and observed it. When there was no reaction, he quickly dodged.
, arrived behind another tree.
Like a cat, He Zhenzhong quickly moved forward without attracting the attention of the terrorists.
Getting closer, He Zhenzhong leaned against a big tree.
The closest ones to him were the two terrorists at the two o'clock direction. He even heard the two terrorists muttering softly in Arabic, not even laughing slightly.
Still laughing? He Zhenxin immediately thought of the corpse with its limbs and head cut off. A strong murderous intention burst out from his body, and his eyes became red. He urgently needed to kill, needed
vent.
He took off the head in his mouth and held it horizontally in his hand. Then he bent down, quickly dodged, and flew towards the location of the two terrorists in his memory.
Crunch.
The two terrorists who were talking immediately became alert, turned their heads, and checked, but found nothing.
call.
A cold light suddenly burst out from the grass not far from the feet of a terrorist.
At the same time, He Zhenzhong's body jumped out.
Hiss, a terrorist's throat was cut directly, and blood was flowing out. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only cover the leaking throat with his hands.
He Zhenzhong rushed over with cold eyes and waved his head again.
The terrorist's eyes widened, a bloody hole appeared on his neck, and a large amount of bright red spurted out.
The body fell down, and He Zhenzhong hooked his foot to stabilize the body and let it lie down slowly without making a thud.
It all happened so fast, almost in the blink of an eye.
Only then did the other terrorist react. His face changed, his gun turned, and his mouth opened wide, trying to call for help.
He Zhenzhong had noticed it a long time ago. He reached out his left hand and stroked it from his waist. The pistol fell into his hand, and then he stabbed fiercely.
Well.
The screams turned into a low muffled sound, and the terrorist's mouth was blocked by a pistol, which made him roll his eyes in pain.
puff.
The terrorist's eyes widened little by little, then his head tilted, and there was no movement.
He Zhenzhong took out his head, supported the body, slowly lowered it, leaned against the tree trunk, and pretended to be sleeping.
He hid aside and reached out to wipe the warm blood on his face. It turned out that this is how killing someone feels. In the last exercise, the distance was too far, and it wasn't a headshot or a cut of the throat, so he basically didn't feel it.
"What's wrong?"
Following the questioning, a terrorist came over and saw his companion leaning against the tree trunk with his eyes closed. He was angry and actually fell asleep while on guard duty. It was unforgivable.
He took two steps, then his nose twitched a few times, and his expression suddenly changed. No, it smelled of blood.
He Zhenzhong, who was hiding aside, had a look on his face. These terrorists lived in blood and fire every day. The vigilance on this battlefield was too high and they were discovered.
He raised his right hand and his head came out.
call.
At the same time, He Zhenzhong rushed over quickly.
puff.
The head was pierced directly from the terrorist's open mouth. His eyes were wide open and a look of disbelief remained on his face.
Crunch.
He Zhenzhong rushed over, grabbed the head with his right hand, and twitched, without slowing down at all.
Boom.
He stamped his foot and his body rose into the air. Then he stamped twice and his toes touched the tree trunk. With the help of this force, his body rushed upward again.
call.
His right hand reached out, grabbed a dark gun barrel, and then pulled it down fiercely.
Wow.
The leaves swayed, and a terrorist with a frightened face was pulled down from the tree. Looking at He Zhenzhong, he still didn't react. He was still there just now. How could he be here in the blink of an eye and pull him down from the tree?
.
He stretched out his right hand and pinched the guy's neck. At the same time, He Zhenzhong stretched out his left hand, grabbed the gun, grabbed it, and threw it away.
The terrorist had already felt the threat of death. He wanted to scream for help, but his neck was pinched by a big hand and he couldn't make a sound at all. He wanted to shoot to alert others, but unfortunately, the gun was no longer there.
It was in his hand. He could only keep struggling, but to no avail.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong landed on one knee and squeezed the terrorist's neck with his right hand.
Due to lack of oxygen, the terrorist's face had turned the color of pig liver, and his eyeballs were bulging out a little bit. His survival instinct made him raise his hands and struggle constantly, trying to free He Zhenzhong's right hand. Unfortunately, the gun on his neck
The big hand was stuck there like a pair of iron pliers, and it couldn't be broken free no matter what.
A sneer appeared at the corner of He Zhenzhong's mouth, and he twisted his right hand violently.
Click.
He Zhenzhong let go and stood up.
He glanced at the tent in the distance. The movement happening here had not attracted the attention of those guys.
He didn't waste any time, hunched his waist, held his head, and cautiously headed towards the tent again. He could indeed go around it and move on, but he couldn't forget the body, so he wanted to kill all these guys.
Less than two meters away from the tent, there was a patch of weeds that was as tall as a person. He Zhenzhong successfully lurked through it, taking advantage of the bushes to hide himself.
Since these terrorists are so vigilant, there is no reason why they would not arrange security personnel in the tent camp.
Snap, snap.
The sound of walking was heard as He Zhenzhong lay down and tried to keep his body as close to the ground as possible, even reducing the sound of his breathing to the extreme.
Snap, snap.
The sound is getting closer, getting closer.
Has he been discovered? He Zhenzhong is lying on the ground, holding his head tightly, ready to kill in a violent manner. But he has rejected this idea. If he is exposed, a large group of people will definitely rush out.
A guy had already walked to the edge of the grass and stopped.
At this moment, He Zhenzhong even held his breath.