Yan Wenkang was overjoyed: "Thank you, uncle."

"What's there to thank you for? But I'll tell you the ugly story first, so I won't split your money this time." Uncle Nuokang said in a low voice: "Hurry up and hurry up. We'll talk about it after we get out of the mountain."

Yan Wenkang walked confidently in front, turning back from time to time and looking at the beautiful young woman in the team.

He didn't notice at all that Uncle Nuokang came from the side, avoiding his sight, and holding a short knife in his hand.

The sharp blade cut Yan Wenkang's throat, catching Yan Wenkang off guard.

He tightly covered the bleeding wound with both hands, opened his mouth to the extreme, and breathed heavily.

The team instantly lost order and became noisy. Many women exclaimed and gathered in a group.

The feeling of suffocation was terrible. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't suck in air. I could only watch the blood spurting out from my throat, like a flood bursting out of a floodgate, unstoppable.

"you……"

Yan Wenkang stumbled forward a few steps, his eyes widened, glaring at Uncle Nuokang angrily, his mouth opened, but he couldn't say the next words, he could only make a scalp-numbing and terrifying "ho ho" sound.

.

Nuokang took out a rag from his pocket and slowly wiped the blood-stained knife: "I said that I will treat you as my son. As long as you are honest and obedient, you will have everything you want. But you just happened to

I have different intentions, I want to get married, and I also have my eye on the woman I want... Buddha said: Greed will only bring you disaster."

People here believe in Theravada Buddhism, and Uncle Nuokang is no exception.

Yan Wenkang fell to the ground, kicking his feet as hard as he could. The clothes on his chest were soaked with blood. His eyes rolled up uncontrollably, and soon his thick white eyelids were exposed.

The last light in the sky fell through the gaps between the leaves, shining on the body that was still warm.

Uncle Nuokang sneered and stepped forward, kicked the corpse hard, turned around and called a man in the team, grabbed Yan Wenkang's hands and feet, and walked towards the deep valley on the side.

The place is densely covered with grass and shrubs, making it the best natural burial ground.

Many people were killed on this road, including Yan Wenkang.

Returning, Nuokang walked up to the women and glanced back and forth with fierce eyes.

In fact, he didn't want to kill Yan Wenkang, but this kid just broke the rules.

It's okay to do this now, use his head as a warning, so these women will be honest and obedient.

Thinking of this, Nuokang couldn't help but feel a little moved. He walked up to the beautiful woman, supported her chin with his fingers, and raised her head slightly.

As expected, it looks very good and can be sold for a lot of money.

The smile appeared on Nuokang's face for less than five seconds before it solidified instantly.

He saw several dark figures emerging from the woods. They held guns in their hands, bent down in a shooting position, and formed a tactical formation to surround them.

"Police, it's the police!" A gang member screamed with fear on his face.

Because he was the closest, Hu Pingtao had already put him in the center of the sight. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger and fired three bursts. Two bullets hit the target's chest, and one hit the head without hesitation. The huge kinetic energy tore through the target.

All the contents in the narrow space were shattered, the skull flew upwards, and red and white slurry splashed all over the floor.

Zhang Qingbao shot another gang member in the right leg. He rushed up and shot the target in the right hand holding a knife, then turned and pounced on the other person.

"Hand in the gun and don't kill!"

"Put down your weapon immediately, put your head in your hands and squat on the ground."

"Don't run around, just stay here!"

There are Chinese, English and Burmese.

The police at the border checkpoint know a few daily phrases. This is a requirement from their superiors and is also required for daily work. Just like in the self-defense counterattack back then, our soldiers would shout majestically: "No Song Kong Ye, a slave is treated with mercy."

Poison Soldier".

Gunshots, blood, screams... Although the smuggling women are all familiar with these, they have never been in such close contact with each other like now. They screamed like frightened quails and fled in a hurry, quickly heading towards what they thought was a safe place.

direction to flee.

"Don't run, stop!"

"If you run again, I'll shoot!"

Several patrol members roared around from different directions. Under the black hole of gunfire, the women looked frightened and wanted to run away.

Hu Pingtao pounced forward, swung the butt of his gun and hit the nearest woman hard, hitting her shoulder. She screamed and fell on her back, unable to get up for a long time.

There is never anything "kind" to say about stowaways.

Besides, she is not one of ours.

A man was holding a knife in his left hand and had just put his right hand into his pocket to get a gun. He was discovered by Zhang Qingbao and knocked to the ground with a single shot. He was covered in blood. He twitched and rolled back and forth on the ground, letting out a scream that was not like a human voice.

There is no need to hesitate at this time. No matter what type of weapon the other party holds, it will still pose a threat.

To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.

Nuokang had just finished handling Yan Wenkang's body, which was right between the woman and the deep valley. There was a dead end going down, and the way forward was blocked by the chaotic crowd, making it a dilemma.

There is no way around it from the side.

In the afternoon, three drones took off from the border inspection station to search the dense forest. Several suspected trampled marks were found in the southeast direction. After graphic and text analysis, the stowaway's route was quickly confirmed.

The garrison troops came far away from checkpoint 11, and they were at least an hour's walk from here.

When Nuokang killed Yan Wenkang, several women screamed. Hu Pingtao led a team to find them following the sound. There were ten people in the patrol, and they were divided into groups according to the "three-three system". He led a group of his own and rushed in from the middle.

, Zhang Qingbao and another group were responsible for the flanks, forming an encirclement.

This is anything but reckless.

Hu Pingtao had already observed these people through the telescope.

Most of them are women!

The conclusion drawn from the footprints was correct. There were four domestic responders who detoured from Dongjian, all of whom were adult men.

There were two other men in the team. Judging from the clothes they were wearing, they should be Burmese.

There were fifty-five women, all wearing trousers and single clothes. Some people's clothes looked very baggy and obviously inconsistent with their figures. This was done to facilitate movement, especially in the tropical rainforest, where special clothing such as tube skirts are not

Applicable.

All women carry luggage, a bag or backpack, or a baggage made of large pieces of fabric.

All six men were armed, four of them had guns, and they also had knives and daggers.

The border guards arrived too late. If this continues, the smuggling group will climb over Ant Qing, cross the border defense highway, and enter Area 6.

The terrain there is more complex, and there are villages in multiple directions. Once something happens, the entire team will disperse in a hurry, making it difficult to contain them. The escaping armed traffickers will also cause harm to local residents.

The sun is about to set, you can't see your fingers in the darkness, and there are too many unpredictable dangers.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was still bright, he would hit six out of ten. More importantly, he was ready to attack. Hu Pingtao made an estimate and found that the success rate was extremely high.

What's more, the border defense force has dispatched armed helicopters, which will arrive soon to provide necessary fire support.

When Nuokang killed Yan Wenkang, Hu Pingtao was deeply surprised, but made no move.

They were too far apart to hear the conversation between the two parties, but they could tell that it was an internal conflict.

With one less person on the opposite side, your side has a better chance of winning.

Everything proves that Hu Pingtao is right.

The plan is progressing very smoothly. As each armed trafficker is shot to death or injured and arrested, the situation gradually becomes clearer.

The scene was in chaos, and it was impossible to tell who was a member of the smuggling group and who was a good guy. Under such circumstances, whether the other party had weapons became the only criterion for Hu Pingtao and the patrol members to determine whether to shoot.

Nuokang felt despair in his heart.

In fact, on the way here this time, he had a vague premonition that this kind of business would not last long and would be discovered sooner or later. Although this mountain road is hidden, with the gradual increase in construction around the border inspection station, the overall situation has changed from what it was in the early years.

There have been big changes.

I thought I would stop after doing it a few more times, but now it seems that this is just a dream.

He grabbed the hair of the woman nearby, pulled out the short knife from his belt, held it diagonally on the woman's neck, glared angrily, and roared repeatedly at Hu Pingtao, who was standing opposite with a gun aimed at him.

"Stand back or I'll kill her!"

Nuokang carries a gun with him. He is very cunning and knows that he can only use a knife at this time, otherwise it will attract the attention of the police. After all, a knife and a pistol are two different concepts. Especially in this situation, a knife is much more convenient than a gun.

You must keep one hand in reserve. Nuokang will not draw his gun easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

The woman was frightened. The severe pain from her head made her unable to speak clearly. She could only cover the roots of her hair with both hands to prevent her scalp from being pulled off by Nuokang's strong drag, and continued in Burmese.

Crying and shouting: "Help, help me..."

Nuokang was very strong and didn't care about the other person's life or death. The woman's trousers were very loose, the belt fell off, and the trouser legs were caught on the bushes, almost completely torn off, revealing two white thighs.

Hu Pingtao clenched the gun in his hand and kept bending down to aim. The sky was getting dark, but it did not prevent him from locking the target.

"Burmese?" He said this to the woman. After staying in the mountains for a long time, he spoke Burmese fluently.

"Help me, save me!" The woman just screamed. She twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Nuokang's hands, like a dehydrated loach.

Nuokang was anxious, and he used some strength in the hand holding the knife. The sharp blade cut the skin on the woman's neck, and a trace of blood oozed out: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't force me to kill someone!"
To be continued...