In a jungle about 0 kilometers away from the China-Myanmar border, there are more than a dozen people lurking at the moment. They are all dressed in professional field army camouflage equipment and have hats made of branches on their heads. Some of them are lying quietly in the grass waiting.

Opportunities, when there are some, are moving very fast, running through the jungle in twists and turns.

Not far from this group of people, there is another group of people. They do not have uniform clothing, but the equipment in their hands is no worse than those of the people just now. There are even a few among them equipped with heavy weapons.

people.

"Yabu, what should I do?" A dark-looking man emerged from the grass nearby and jumped in front of a big man wearing a black turban. It can be seen from their appearance, skin color and language.

, they are not Chinese, they speak Burmese dialect, they should have sneaked over from Burma.

"Gu Cai, don't worry. Their firepower is not strong. Besides, our goods have been delivered. Even if they can capture us, they have no excuse." The man wearing a turban turned his head and looked at Gu Cai with a grin.

: "Besides, they don't have that big of an appetite. In ten minutes at most, the SEALs will come to help us. By then... none of them will be able to leave alive!"

On the other side of the jungle, there was a square-looking man who looked like an honest man. He was observing the situation on the other side with a military high-power infrared telescope. While observing, he said: "Eagle, this time we have hit a hard nail."

, If you don’t plan carefully, I’m afraid the loss will not be small this time...10 o’clock direction..."

"call out!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the man named Eagle pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle, and there was a muffled sound in the grass in the distance opposite. After a while, there was no movement. The man lying on the ground stopped.

The eagle looked up

The person holding the binoculars took a look and said: "Tu Lei, we still take those few country turtles seriously? Do you think too highly of them? How many shots have I fired? If the bullets are not missed, we will not miss them again."

A few bullets and they'd have to run away."

Eagle and Tu Lei are both special forces of the border defense force. Their main task is to target the evil people from the Golden Triangle who enter the country illegally. This time, they followed an arms dealer from the Golden Triangle into the jungle. They want to kill these people.

Arrest them all and confiscate all the weapons in their hands. This is the responsibility and obligation that a soldier should fulfill.

The battle between the two sides is still going on, and the SEALs mentioned by Burmese Yabu, the elite troops of the legendary American special forces, are also stationed in the jungle dozens of kilometers away. Around their camp, one by one

Poster troop members in dark green camouflage uniforms were cautiously surrounding

Patrolling, but several jeeps and military trucks drove out of their base quickly. As soon as they went out, the military trucks and jeeps separated, and the trucks drove towards the outside of the forest, while several jeeps were heading in the direction just now.

The place where Chinese border guards exchanged fire with Yabu, the Golden Triangle arms dealer.

Several jeeps followed the marks left along the way and drove quickly towards the place where the two sides exchanged fire. In about half an hour, they had arrived at the edge of the military firefighting area.

"Carrick, we are very busy today. I hope we can drink a bottle of wine in the evening." An American soldier with sunken eyes put a helmet on his head, picked up a black M4A1 from the side of the seat, and calibrated it.

He clicked the crosshair, then pulled the door open and jumped out of the jeep.

"Hey Sam, what's the rush? Our goal is to annihilate them all anyway." Carrick got off the other side of the jeep and said to Sam.

The two of them were elites in the poster unit and were appointed as the captain and deputy captain of this operation. They brought twenty members of the poster unit to cover Yabu and others' departure, while the members of the Chinese border defense force were

Prepare to annihilate them all.

In a place like the Golden Triangle, various illegal transactions are carried out every day. It is impossible for every transaction to be detected, but as long as it is detected, the border defense forces will launch full-scale operations to try to eliminate these illegal crimes.

The behavior is stifled invisibly. Of course, the most important point is that the guns, ammunition, and drugs they seized during the mission need to be handed over to the superiors for processing, while other things as long as they are not very valuable, such as a small amount of money, etc.

Yes, they have full authority to handle it.

Everyone wants to give up, and the soldiers of the border defense force are no exception. They are always providing security for the border of the motherland and protecting the country. They stay in the deep mountains and forests for several months or even a year. They have no

His more hobbies, apart from killing, are collecting some trophies so that he can have a better life when he comes out of the boundless jungle.

At this time, Carrick and Sam had entered the area with twenty elite seals, but everyone, including Yabu and Eagle, did not know their arrival, but... in this jungle

They are not the only three groups.

Just after a few jeeps stopped, Wang Yang arrived at this area. He hurriedly hid in the grass next to him. After the group of people who looked like foreign soldiers had gone away, he quietly ran out of the grass.

Coming out, after a few flashes, I came to several jeeps.

"Fuck! There are no antibiotics or anti-inflammatories! No disinfectants!" Wang Yang raised his hand and punched the car door. He searched several cars, but couldn't find any medicine, not even a band-aid.

No. Wang Yang was very depressed. He didn't know what these American soldiers were here to do. If they didn't bring medicine with them when they went out, could they be a death squad?

But although he didn't find the medicine, Wang Yang didn't find anything. He found a dagger from the back seat of the jeep. He pulled out the dagger and took a look, "Here we go, it's an authentic American knife. It's shining with cold light. Look at the sharp edge."

The dots of fine light on the blade look like a sword that can cut iron like clay.

"This is much more convenient than breaking off a branch..." Wang Yang put the dagger under his belt as if he had found a treasure, and then returned to the grass.

In the grass, Zhao Yating was lying there motionless. Her breathing and heartbeat were very weak, and her face was slightly purple. Wang Yang originally brought Zhao Yating over to look for medical drugs after hearing the gunshots, but he didn't.

I thought there were American soldiers here.

"It seems that this is not an ordinary poaching team hunting..." Wang Yang shook his head. He didn't want to be involved in such a thing, but now he has no choice. He must find antibiotics and disinfectants for Zhao Yating, otherwise it will take an hour

Afterwards, Zhao Yating was bound to be unable to resist her physical weakness and eventually died.

"American soldiers... what are you doing in our country? If you don't do good things, I'll be sorry..." Wang Yang has never had a good impression of American soldiers. He was in Kiska, and he was in the United States.
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