Book 1 Chapter 3 Revenge (Section 3)

  Walking in front of the dazzling array of firearms and blades, Kui Long chose a .50AE Desert Eagle for himself. The heavy handgun gives people a sense of security, let alone in close combat, a powerful stopping handgun is the first choice for every special forces soldier. Don't some British people like to modify double-barreled handguns? Shotguns are simply possessed of abnormal lethality.

  An AUG-SMG rifle should be the first choice for jungle warfare, with a drum magazine installed, the suppressive firepower formed by the AUG-SMG rifle in a short period of time is quite impressive. Add a few M67 fragmentation hand grenades and some necessary outdoor survival equipment on your back. Unfortunately, I didn't find the scabbard for the Tiger Tooth D80 knife, it seems that the military supplies here are not complete yet!

  Turning back, several Russian military grandfathers who were unstable at several stations scared the hell out of Qilong. Each Russian military grandfather chose their most familiar firearms from the AK gun family, but what was in the US paratrooper assault pack on them? It looked pretty heavy, and even Alyosha, the strongest one, turned red-faced and neck-thickened after struggling for half a day to get up.

  Forced several Russian military men to throw away some unnecessary equipment, the sky had just darkened, twelve people set off in two modified Hummer jeeps, according to the map, first drive for two days deep into the Amazon jungle, then walk for a week to reach the outer perimeter of the target.

  The road in the jungle was like a cow's hoof print, and the two cars could only move forward like an earthworm. Herman, who was shaken to pieces, suddenly burst out laughing: "I know why Brazilians all dance samba! Walking on such roads every day, it's hard not to dance!"

  The response was five middle fingers from another car!

  Thanks to the Hummer's powerful engine and thick tires, two days later, by a beautiful waterfall, Kaito and his men hid their Jeep and began a week-long trek on foot.

  It's been ages since anyone last visited the jungle, and all the plants have grown wildly, stretching out their sturdy bodies in their own space. The animals aren't afraid of these humans holding deadly weapons at all - a wild boar even strolled past Holland's face as he cleared the path, and of course, this wild boar became Ghost Dragon's first hot meal.

  The deeper they went into the jungle, the more everyone felt a strange pressure. Various unknown plants and animals began to attack these humans who had invaded their territory. Winston leaned against a tree trunk for just a moment before his neck was entwined by a vine on the tree. Luckily, Alyosha quickly cut off the vine with one slash of his knife, or else Winston would have become a meal for the carnivorous plant. The giant centipedes frequently flashed by like lightning, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone had sprinkled enough snake-repelling powder on themselves, they probably wouldn't have made it to their destination, and this small team would have become part of the food chain in this vast jungle.

  A thick layer of decaying leaves is like a carpet emitting a foul odor, and the aphids on the branches fall onto them, biting into a small hole to crawl in until they have sucked enough blood before slowly dropping off. In the holes covered by fallen leaves, the terrifying South American tarantulas slide back and forth with their hairy long legs, waiting for prey near the entrance of the hole!

  The experience of surviving in the Nujiang Canyon made Guī Lóng take on the role of vanguard, despite several Russian military men repeatedly objecting, but they couldn't find a more suitable candidate. On the seventh day, Guī Lóng, walking at the front, suddenly discovered a hidden Scottish broadsword anti-infantry landmine in the weeds, with the target right in front!

  He circled around the target building, and the lax security here surprised Ghost Dragon. How could a fugitive descendant of a former Nazi officer not find some militiamen to protect himself? If it weren't for the landmines, high-voltage electric nets and other obstacles outside the villa, he estimated that he would easily win with just seven or eight of his original subordinates!

  The Dutch boy's performance in the minefield was breathtaking, the dense mines in front of his somewhat slender hands all lost their power, tripwires, jumping mines, even the American-made thermal detection mines were all eliminated one by one. The current Dutch boy has completely shed off his wretched appearance when he was exposed to the spotlight at Dunkirk.

  The three-tier high-voltage grid had only one live layer, and a simple jumper solved the problem. The trenches were already almost filled with thick fallen leaves, which caused the Russian military men who ran back from afar with hooks to complain for a while!

  Winston and Solomon set up several ambush points on a few luxuriant big trees, smoke bombs and high-intensity lamps were firmly fixed on the trees. If it weren't for knowing their approximate positions in advance, even the ghost dragon wouldn't dare to confirm whether they were hiding in that pile of messy grass or not.

  The Russian soldiers were lying in a trench near the entrance of the villa, and Alyosha, that freak, had tied a 45mm mortar to his backpack, God knows how he managed to carry that thing and those shells for so long.

  Herman lay in the tall grass a little farther away from the Ghost Dragon, having just set up dozens of explosive devices. He was indeed somewhat tired, but the adrenaline surging through his body had adjusted his state to its peak.

  The pale green figure in the night vision goggles was swaying back and forth, machine guns were mounted on the guard towers around the villa, behind several ring-shaped fortifications on the helipad, there were a few guys who seemed to be playing poker, and in the grass thicket at the edge of the trench, there should be an ambush sentry, but it looked like he was asleep, not moving for a long time. Two Black Hawks and one Wasp were quietly perched in the darkness, with no pilots on board.

  Midnight arrived, the throat communicator was turned on, and everyone found their own position according to the previous plan. Three knocks were heard in the headphones, and from the 4X4 aiming device, the last person to arrive at the predetermined location also made preparations. The low voice of Guī Lóng issued the command: "Start, clear high obstacles within ten seconds!"