Before his hand could touch the gun, a bullet was shot directly under his descendants. The rebel couldn't help but bend down while covering his crime tool. Before he could even cry out about pain, another bullet hit him.
The P228 low-velocity silenced round then shot into the center of his eyebrow.
The rebel soldier went limp and fell directly into the river. Qin Fei held his body with one hand the moment he fell into the water, gently put him into the water, then took away all his bullets and threw his body into the river.
With a push, it quickly floated away with the current.
After finishing all this, Qin Fei washed his face in the river. In order to kill this guy just now, the top of his head was wet with urine.
Although this was disgusting, compared to exposing his whereabouts, Qin Fei felt that it was a trivial matter.
I carefully looked around and saw that there was no one else around.
This was a lone rebel soldier. Perhaps he was in a hurry and ran to the river for convenience, but unexpectedly he lost his life.
After carefully landing on the shore, Qin Fei had just hid himself in a bush when he heard intensive gunfire from ahead, especially the clear and cheerful cry of the RPKS machine gun in the polar bear's hand.
Judging from the sound of gunfire, the fighting took place about one kilometer away.
According to the firepower of Lao Yu and others, it is good that they can withstand ten minutes. In addition to luring the enemy deep, the delay will be twenty minutes at most. After that, they must leave immediately, otherwise they will be dead.
This is a typical jungle guerrilla warfare, and it is also the essence of PLA tactics. When the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy is stationed, we harass, and when the enemy is tired, we fight. In the final analysis, jungle guerrilla warfare must be "bad" enough, like a piece of stone that cannot be thrown away.
The brown candy sticks to the opponent and cannot be shaken off, and cannot be bitten, leaving the enemy with a thorn in his back.
Qin Fei didn't want to waste time, so he quickly checked the two assault rifles and pistols he had, and after making sure they were all fine, he left the river beach and went into the dense jungle.
After chasing 500 meters towards Port Loko, Qin Fei saw the first rebel soldier.
This guy hid behind a tree and did not shoot in front. According to the location of the gunfire in front, it was at least 500 meters away. It seems that this guy was responsible for the rear defense of the entire rebel team.
Looking left and right, Qin Fei found another rebel soldier in front of him on the right side. Likewise, they all seemed relatively leisurely and low on vigilance. After all, they were at the rear of the team and it was not their turn to charge into the battle.
Moreover, the bullets were not that far and did not pose any threat to them.
How could Qin Fei let go of such a wonderful opportunity?
He slowly ducked behind the tree and lowered his posture. In order not to alert all the enemies, Qin Fei decided to give up using the assault rifle. At this time, his P228 equipped with a silencer still had three magazines, enough to kill at least two people.
Ten rebels.
But he still decided to use steel on the blade. This was the only gun he had with a silencer, and he might be able to use it later.
He took out the Kabbah saber from his waist. It was bought from the arsenal of the Protector Company's office in Sierra Leone and Lao Yu paid for it on Qin Fei's behalf.
The handle of this knife is made of pure cowhide, which makes it non-absorbent and non-slip to a certain extent. It has been treated to prevent mildew. The bottom of the handle is a smooth iron ring to prevent it from being hooked or scratched.
In addition to clothes, it is also often used as a hammer.
The rebel soldiers' attention was completely attracted to the battle ahead, and they never dreamed that an evil star would appear behind them.
Qin Fei covered the mouth of the rebel at the back of the team from behind, and before he had time to struggle, the Kaba knife directly wiped open his neck.
In order to ensure that he would not have any chance to struggle or resist, Qin Fei cut his throat with the blade in front and then wiped it back, directly severing the artery and cutting into the spinal nerves.
The rebel was like a slaughtered chicken. He kicked his legs and stopped moving. His spinal nerves were damaged, the connection between his brain and body was severed, and his body completely lost control.
Putting the body gently on the ground, Qin Fei touched another rebel soldier.
Using the same technique, Qin Fei quickly brought him down silently.
Qin Fei feels like a hunter now, constantly moving and hunting!
None of the rebel soldiers knew that their comrades behind them were falling one by one. Qin Fei's body was quickly covered with plasma, and the thick smell of blood made him feel a little choking.
He was a little anxious, because he had already killed six rebels, and the density of the rebels that appeared now was getting bigger and bigger, making it harder and harder to kill. Different from the previous ones, the new rebels who appeared in sight were all gathered together, and there were many of them.
The two and three people were standing together. Although they knew nothing about the murderer behind them who was slowly harvesting their lives, they could no longer use the kaba knife.
This matter gave Qin Fei a headache.
The gunfire in front suddenly stopped.
Qin Fei's heart skipped a beat and his forehead was covered with sweat.
There are two possibilities when the gunfire stopped. One is that Lao Yu's three-person team began to retreat to lure the enemy deeper, and the other is that they were finished.
Qin Fei hopes it is the former.
But now is not the time to worry about Lao Yu and the others. The goal of the battle has not been achieved at all. There is no trace of that damn jungle hunter. He has not seen him at all. If he sees him, Qin Fei can use an assault rifle to kill him.
A burst shot, at a distance of two hundred meters, Qin Fei was sure to kill this serious problem even if he used a mechanical sight.
Things didn't go as smoothly as he imagined. The jungle hunter was not at the end of the team, but maybe in the middle of the team, who knows!
Just when Qin Fei was hesitating whether to peel off a suit of clothes from the dead body, put on a fake rebel and sneak into the team to find the target, countless scenes suddenly popped up in his mind.
A similar jungle, wearing a tattered green military uniform, Qin Fei vaguely remembered that he had had a similar experience in his memory.
Where is it?
He quickly calmed down, now was not the time to let himself recall the past.
After thinking about it, Qin Fei rejected the idea of posing as a rebel. Those guys were all black. Although he was not white, he was also a yellow race. If he spread his wings inside, his secret would definitely be exposed.
When we were in a dilemma, loud shouts suddenly came from the front, and a dozen rebel soldiers came over carrying a sedan.
That's right, it turned out to be a sedan, the kind made of wooden sticks. Sitting on it was a tall black man, wearing a red beret and a strip of gold hanging around his neck.
He made a chain and wore a huge gold ring on his finger, with a sparkling diamond on it, making him look like a nouveau riche.
This completely out of place scene in the jungle immediately attracted Qin Fei's full attention.
In his eyes, the dazzling dress of the black guy sitting on the sedan chair was like lighting up a big birthday cake full of candles in the dark night.
In just a moment, Qin Fei had already changed his mind.
The guy in front of him who stands out from the crowd and is dressed in a unique way, without asking, he knows that he is a senior commander in the rebel army, and may even be their leader, Turs, who is known as the bomb commander.
It has to be said that these rebels really have no military qualities. A commander actually wears gold and silver and a dazzling red beret. This is simply announcing loudly to all enemies that I am the leader.
Son, come on, kill me!
Kill this guy!
Qin Fei changed his mind. Since he can't find the jungle hunter, killing this guy is a better choice. This is a higher value target!
After inserting the knife, Qin Fei picked up the VZ58, his murderous intent was already in motion!