"Get back!"

At the same time as the explosion sounded, Geng Zhijun didn't care about using military sign language and yelled in a sharp voice and gave an order.

The team members turned around and ran away. With the protection of the dense branches and leaves of the jungle, they all drilled into the bushes one after another. Bullets roared over their heads and passed by. The team members fluttered in the rain of bullets, and from time to time they heard two muffled groans that were shot.

Then the gunshot paused for a moment, and a burst of rapid footsteps followed the special forces team from a distance to a near distance.

Geng Zhijun's heart sank into the abyss, his face was shocked and angry. As expected, Ye Huan was unfortunately told that they were made into dumplings by drug dealers. Hearing the gunshots and movements from all directions, it was obvious that the drug dealers' ambush had been laid for a long time, and they just waited for them to sneak into the trap.

If you are not my race, your heart will be different. Ye Huan's sentence is really correct. Obviously, the Burmese mountaineer who was won over has turned against him.

Geng Zhijun kept making gestures to the team members while running, following the route agreed with Ye Huan and others before, and everyone broke through to the west.

Geng Zhijun did not forget to look at the situation of the team members in a hurry. The incident happened suddenly. Fortunately, Geng Zhijun felt danger in advance and stopped in time dozens of meters before stepping into the section where drug dealers buried him. Otherwise, today would have been annihilated today. Fortunately, the special forces team members under him were in the battlefield and had rich experience. Although several of them were shot during the panic escape, the injured parts were not critical. There were no serious injuries and no one sacrificed them. Overall, the losses were not large.

The pursuers are getting closer and closer. This group of drug dealers is really killing people without blinking, and they are not afraid of confronting the Chinese army at all. They know very well that even if this group of special forces is destroyed in the jungle, the country opposite will not make a big fuss against them. International public opinion and situation do not allow them to do so. This group of special forces is destroyed. In the jungle, drug dealers are the real kings.

The two sides chased and ran about a hundred meters apart, and from time to time, a few guns rang out, bullets hit the land just a few feet away next to the team members, raising a small amount of dust and a few painful groans. It seemed that some team members were shot again.

"Shocking thunder!" Geng Zhijun shouted.

Several team members threw the metal spheres the size of a table tennis ball on their bodies behind without hesitation, and then continued to run forward without hesitation.

Within a few seconds, a loud explosion came from behind, and the painful wailing of drug dealers pursued soldiers.

Vibration thunder, a type of explosion thunder that is only the size of a ping-pong ball, is mainly used to snipe pursuers. Its explosion principle depends on the frequency of foot vibration, and is not easy to be discovered in small size. Once the footsteps of the enemy pursuers approach, the vibration frequency generated by them meets its explosion standard, it will explode at the enemy's feet, which can effectively kill and injure enemy soldiers, causing death or crippling, and be inadvertent.

The thunder shaking effect was effective, and the footsteps behind him gradually became sparse, but Geng Zhijun did not dare to be careless at all. He knew that the enemy would not give up the pursuit so easily. If he gave up, it would only mean that the ambush of the drug dealers had been fully arranged, and there were even more vicious enemies waiting for them in front.

"Brothers, rush over in one go!" Geng Zhijun gritted his teeth, and his usually gentle and elegant face flashed a little fiercely at this moment.

Without waiting for his order, the team members scattered around had already gathered together consciously. The injured and uninjured clenched the slight rush in their hands. They were deeply trapped in the enemy's siege and knew very well that it was the time to fight desperately.

After breaking west for nearly 500 meters, it was indeed as expected by Geng Zhijun. There were hundreds of drug dealers wearing different clothes and holding AK47 in their hands, spreading in fan-shaped formations. The black and cold muzzles emitted a faint cold light, like the sickle of the god of death harvesting life...

Geng Zhijun's heart couldn't help but sink lower and lower, and his whole body felt cold.

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Two kilometers away from Geng Zhijun, Ye Huan, Honglang and Jackal walked slowly with guns.

Political Commissar Geng Zhijun asked them not to leave the team for support, but Ye Huan once again disobeyed the military order. He felt that a distance of 200 meters would not give him much security. Then he ran to it in a few steps. This distance of support is meaningless. If he was ambushed in front, the consequences of the distance of 200 meters would definitely be that he was ambushed in by himself.

"But... two kilometers are too far, right?" Honglang was obviously not as unorganized and undisciplined as Ye Huan. At this moment, he was very worried about the consequences of disobeying the order.

"Not far," Ye Huan continued with a smile: "If possible, I wish I could go a hundred and eight thousand miles away. If you are a life-threatening thing, it will not taste very wonderful whether you are beaten to death or be beaten to death..."

"What if the political commissar and the others really get ambushed?" Honglang said nervously.

Ye Huan glared at him and said, "Don't you believe me? Why, now I feel unsure? I looked at me so disappointed just now, as if I am a man who is greedy for life and fears death and abandons my comrades..."

"How can it be called 'like'? You are greedy for life and fear of death. I still doubt that you are deliberately trying to avoid the war. After the political commissar has finished cleaning up the drug dealers, we arrived just in time. So, we didn't shoot a shot. We just came back in the mountains and forests. We are so thankful that we are panicked." The jackal never understands what it means to be polite.

Ye Huan said angrily: "It's better not to fire a shot? Do you just like killing people so much?"

"Don't you kill me, I will go on a blind date in the deep mountains and forests?"

Ye Huan mocked the slight rush in his hand and said, "Do you know what kind of benevolent people mean? Benevolent people are invincible. The gun in my hand is a benevolent and righteous gun. It is okay to pretend, it is best not to really use it..."

As soon as the words were finished, a rumbling explosion suddenly came from the distance, followed by a hurrying gunfire that pierced the silence of the jungle.

The three of them changed their faces, and Ye Huan said nervously: "Have the political commissar and the others started to deal with the drug dealers?"

The jackal held his breath and listened for a while, and his face became paler: "No! The gunshots are very messy, not the sound of slightly rushing gunshots, but they were shot from the periphery of the political commissar and the others!"

Fighting from the outside of Geng Zhijun's location means...

The three of them looked at each other in a daze, and then jumped up like a cat with their tails stepped on.

"Damn it! I'm really ambushing!"

The red wolf stared at Ye Huan in disbelief: "Your mouth..."

Ye Huanlu smiled even worse than crying and said, "...My mouth has been brightened in Jietai Temple in Beijing."

The jackal cursed: "The bullshit! You can't tell the good things, but you can tell the bad things! Are you a fucking human being? If you didn't scoop food from a pot every day, I would have fucking suspected that you are an undercover agent of the drug dealer..."

Ye Huan said in a crying voice: "Two brothers, can you please tell some truth? I am called strategizing and have a very strategic vision. The enemy's every move cannot escape my estimate. I am a talent..."

"Don't say anything, let's search the guys and rush up now, pick up the political commissar and the others first!" The jackal pulled the bolt and rushed forward with a cat.

The red wolf also pulled the bolt and followed closely behind.

Ye Huan had the urge to cry. Today, this incident was a mess. He planned to ambush others, but was ambushed by others. At this moment, he really wanted to find an excuse such as buying midnight snacks for them and then turned around and ran away.

Ambushing and beating the enemy, and being beaten by the enemy after being ambushed are obviously two completely different concepts, and the latter is definitely not as pleasant as the former...

He sighed and rushed forward with the two wolves with a gun. Ye Huan did not forget to save the situation.

"Can you surrender first? Let's say that we are hikers who have rich spare time in the mountains, and then let them release us out of the encirclement? Can a real man stretch or bend..."

"Come on, bastard! Don't fucking nonsense! These drug dealers don't even let go of donkeys, hikers just care about it!" The jackal cursed without looking back.

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There was a loud gunfire in the west of the jungle. Geng Zhijun led his team members to fight fire with drug dealers based on the jungle terrain. However, today, this group of drug dealers obviously received professional jungle war training. They also used the combat method of special forces. They alternately covered and advanced, and the rhythm was not rushing or slow, but they beat Geng Zhijun and the others backwards step by step.

After all, Geng Zhijun had only eight people on his side. Perhaps the quality of individual soldiers was better than that of drug dealers, but there were many wolves. Besides, the other party had prepared a lot and even used grenades and rocket launchers. Under the suppression of powerful firepower, Geng Zhijun and his friends were not enough to see the micro-rush and a few grenades in their hands.

The firepower in front was very strong, and the pursuers not far behind were about to be pressed up. Geng Zhijun was now in a desperate situation of wolves and tigers, and was moving in a dilemma. His eyes emitted a crazy light like trapped beasts, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept flowing.

Geng Zhijun is not afraid of death. As a political officer of the Blue Sword Special Brigade, his military literacy and individual combat ability are also ranked among the entire team. He has performed dozens of life-long tasks. He can be said to be a veteran of a hundred battles. In his eyes, death is more dull than boiled water. He knows that what he does is to fight the god of death. If he doesn't die, it is luck, and it is normal to die.

However, his indifference to his life and death does not mean that he ignores the life and death of his soldiers. They are all men raised by their parents, flesh and blood, and living living creatures. Their parents send them to the army. If they are turned into lifeless urns and cold tombstones with only black and white photos because of his incompetence, what is the face of Geng Zhijun to meet their parents?

"That boy Ye Huan... really made him think!" Geng Zhijun felt a little regretful. If he had listened to Ye Huan completely and acted cautiously, he might not have reached such a desperate situation now...

The gunshots in the jungle continued, and the special forces team members gritted their teeth and kept firing. After all, their individual combat quality was still better than the drug dealers on the opposite side. The Chinese Army is worthy of being the world's first-class elite army. It is indeed quite difficult for a hundred drug dealers to knock them down. The exchange of fire lasted for more than twenty minutes. The eight special forces team members had a lot of lottery on them, but the results were also good. More than a hundred drug dealers were killed. More than twenty of them were killed. In this battle to encircle and suppress Chinese special forces, they undoubtedly paid a very heavy price.

However, only they themselves know the sufferings of Geng Zhijun and others.

Everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on. Both physical strength and ammunition were already a little bit forced. More than 80 enemies in front were pressing forward one after another, and the gunshots of the pursuers behind were getting closer and closer. If nothing unexpected happened, Geng Zhijun and the others would fall into a desperate situation of attacking on both sides in 3 minutes. At that time, even if they were all Sun Wukong with great powers, they would not have been able to jump for long.

The only hope now is to wait for Ye Huan and the other two to appear in time, break this desperate situation from behind the enemy, and bring everyone to birth.

Geng Zhijun couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he didn't expect that the troublemaker who looked like a raid would become a savior one day. Deep in his heart, he never even regarded him as a member of the official Blue Sword Special Forces Team.

"Political Commissar, we are helpless, let's pull the glory!" a team member said quietly.

The glorious bullet is very glorious. In fact, it is a grenade sewn in the inner collar of the combat uniform. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, our army had such a tradition. This tradition is no longer used in the current troops.

The soldiers of the Blue Sword Brigade are different. The Glory Broadcast is not entirely because of their loyalty to the country and the army. More importantly, if everyone falls into the hands of drug dealers, those violent drug dealers will impose countless inhumane tortures on them. That taste will definitely make life worse than death, but it is better to give yourself a pleasure.

Geng Zhijun trembled slightly when he heard this, aimed at a drug dealer militant, and slashed into the gun and spit out a faint flame. The militant was shot perfectly.

"Wait a little longer, wait another 3 minutes, and after 3 minutes... let's go on the road together." Geng Zhijun's tone was very calm, as if he was going home.

With Geng Zhijun's order, the lives of the eight people began to enter a brief countdown.

Amid the fierce gunfire, Geng Zhijun's eyes turned to the depths of the west side of the jungle.

Ye Huan, do you have time? Can you help your brothers break this dead end?

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Time passed by minute by minute, and the battle continued, and the footsteps of the pursuers behind were getting closer and closer. In the last minute, Geng Zhijun's firm eyes also appeared in despair.

Ye Huan... Why haven't he come yet? This guy turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, right? According to his understanding of Ye Huan, this guy couldn't do such a shameless thing. Most of the time, this guy's face was kept in his pocket and he didn't plan to ask for it.

"Political Commissar, the time is here!" A special forces member smiled at him.

Geng Zhijun sighed deeply: "Brothers, let's go on the road, let's go again in the next life..."

Before he finished speaking, a fierce gunshot suddenly came from the jungle to the west, and the familiar clattering sound made everyone stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a few explosions of grenades exploded behind more than 80 militants. The drug dealers turned around in horror and turned around and shot wildly into the jungle behind them. The scene was in chaos and everyone was in panic.

Geng Zhijun and the seven soldiers immediately showed a moving expression.

Reinforcements are coming!

Ye Huan’s dog days are finally here!

"Brothers, let's fight a counterattack, meet Ye Huan and the others, and then break out of the encirclement!" Geng Zhijun raised his gun and put a shuttle at the drug dealers.

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Although Ye Huan and the others had only three people, they had a decisive effect on the reversal of the entire battle situation. The drug dealers obviously did not expect that there were ambushes behind them. More than 80 people turned their backs to Ye Huan and the others, and the distance was about ten meters, which was simply a natural living target. With three slashes, more than ten drug dealers militants lay down at that time.

To be honest, Ye Huan hadn't shot such a gun that pleased him for a while.

Before the drug dealers could recover, a few grenades were thrown out, exploded in the crowd, and more than a dozen more were knocked down. As soon as the drug dealers turned around to deal with Ye Huan and the others, Geng Zhijun and eight other special forces team members were full of resentment and rushed over with great momentum. The drug dealers who were originally planning to attack Geng Zhijun on both sides were unfortunately attacked by the Chinese special forces.

The feeling of attacking on both sides is very uncomfortable. There is an old saying that "consider your head and not your butt" probably means this.

Red Wolf's shooting skills were very accurate. Seeing a middle-aged short man with ordinary looks and constantly kicking and hitting those panicked militants, he knew that he was the leader of the group of drug dealers. So in a mess around, Red Wolf raised his gun and aimed it, then pulled the trigger, and the short man was shot at the head.

The morale of the military was disintegrated, and the drug dealers who had lost their leader became increasingly frightened and uneasy. The command system was destroyed. The militants were not real professional soldiers and did not have enough tactical skills. So under the fierce open fire attack of Geng Zhijun and others, the drug dealers' encirclement was finally torn apart. Eight people took advantage of the situation and rushed out. After meeting Ye Huan and the others on the outside, eleven people plunged into the jungle without looking back.

I don’t know how long it took to run until I was confirmed to be safe for the time being. Geng Zhijun gasped and the first thing he did was to kick Ye Huan hard.

"Damn it! I'm telling you to pick you up in the west, why did you come yet? Do you want to escape halfway? I want to punish you!"

Ye Huan was also panting, stunned, then jumped up, pointed at Geng Zhijun and shouted at the jackal: "Did you hear it? Did you hear it? This guy was surrounded by others and was like a bastard. As a result, we were going to punish me as soon as we rescued him. Is this the fuck talking about human words? If I had known to listen to me, I would turn my head and run away when I heard the gunshots, and I would avenge them in the future..."
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