Chapter Twelve

  While they annihilated "Blue Crocodile" and "Hound Dog", the other teams were also fighting fiercely.

  "Pan Wentao the Tiger Shark" has eliminated several people, although he is the only one left. Now, in the entire special forces selection, there are less than 20 people left.

  This was also expected by everyone before the exercise. The opponent really only had a few of their pre-analysis, among which two trump cards had already been eliminated.

  What's left is a more troublesome opponent, and they're well aware of this.

  There are only 6 days left, and they must exit from the other end to truly win. So time is running out for them. But now they don't even know where their opponent is.

  The best way now is to head in the direction of the exit, this is the only way to possibly encounter the opponent, and only by completely eliminating the opponent can it be considered truly harmless, otherwise danger will always accompany them.

  A waterbird was walking towards them, Yuan Shuai tightly grasped his red willow flying dart, slowly approaching, about ten or so meters away when "whoosh" the waterbird flapped its wings trying to fly away, but Yuan Shuai's flying dart had already pierced its body. It could only struggle now.

  Li Nan quietly crawled up to the past, grabbed it and twisted its head down, then greedily drank its blood, cool and refreshing. Of course, he wouldn't enjoy such a good taste alone. After moistening his throat, he immediately gave it to his brothers to drink. Afterwards, they divided it into five portions with their military knives. The water bird was very fat, weighing over one kilogram. They didn't waste even the internal organs, washing them in water before eating them all up.

  It had been a long time since they had eaten raw food, but after being hungry for two days and one night, this water bird was no different from a big meal in their mouths.

  The sky grew dark again, and for them, only darkness was relatively safe. After soaking their blue berets in water, they continued on.

  They still maintain their formation even at night, and their high-strung nerves are still on edge. The fatigue from previous training starts to take effect here, so for them, this has already become a normal habit like eating.

  The night was still as dead, after walking for about an hour or so, Zhang Qipeng gently lay down on the ground, putting his ear to the ground. Listening to see if there were any footsteps in the distance.

  About two minutes later, he said with certainty that there were footsteps in the direction of 7 o'clock about 300 meters away, and it was roughly six people. Everyone looked at him suspiciously, could this really be heard?

  Zhang Qipeng saw their concern. More affirmatively, he said, "We can ambush here for a few minutes. If my judgment is wrong, it won't waste more than a few minutes."

  Since he said so, everyone must have believed him and buried himself under the sand.

  Zhang Qipeng's judgment was correct, and not far away was indeed the "Blue Crocodile" special warfare battalion. After encountering other troops during the day, they had "sacrificed" one soldier, leaving only six people remaining.

  It's getting closer now, and everyone can hear their footsteps. But 5 to 6 Yuan Shuai really didn't have the confidence to win. However, letting them pass is absolutely "unwilling".

  What to do? Everyone is thinking about this problem. If it were daytime, they could wait for them to walk away and deal with them with guns. But at night, the visibility is poor, and a few meters away, you can't see clearly. Once you miss, they will quickly hide, and in this way, they will become stuck, and if other troops come to take advantage of the situation, it will be too late for anyone to do anything about it. This is something that everyone is very clear about.

  The only way now is to split up and hide in a semicircle, then when they enter the encirclement, everyone acts together, each grabbing one quickly and finishing it off, then dealing with the remaining one, but the speed must be fast.

  Footsteps were almost right next to them, and everyone's heart had a kind of tension, as well as an inexplicable excitement. Especially Li Nan had the kind of excitement that a hunter sees prey.

  The "alligator" did not notice the danger right in front of it.

  A contest between masters is like this, danger lurks everywhere, even the best soldiers can't defend against it when they can't see the danger in front of them.

  In the blink of an eye, "Lightning Sword" emerged from under the ground like a ghost. Yuan Shuai grabbed one on his neck's main artery and lightly drew out a 1.5 cm deep arc, precise and accurate, one millimeter deeper would hit the trachea and make the opponent cry out in pain, one millimeter shallower would not cut off the arterial blood vessel, and the opponent would still struggle.

  Of course, during the exercise, it was just a matter of using the knife to get the idea across. After countless times of training, Yuan Shuai also became proficient in it. However, this habit that he had cultivated over time ended up helping him greatly in the anti-terrorist war later on. This is a story for another time and will not be mentioned for now.

  The captain of the "Blue Alligator" team immediately sensed danger after Yuan Shuai took action, quickly jumped up, and with a "sweeping thousands of troops", dodged Wang Yuanshen's attack. Then grabbed Wang Yuanshen's shoulder and threw him out like Wu Song throwing Ximen Qing on the Lion Pavilion, more than 5 meters away. Fortunately, it was muddy ground, otherwise this throw would have crippled Wang Yuanshen.

  After being knocked down, Wang Yuanjian quickly got up with a "carp jump" and immediately turned around, aiming his gun at Qian Jian and firing quickly. However, Qian Jian's speed was incredibly fast, and he actually dodged to the side at the same time Wang Yuanjian fired, Wang Yuanjian was very confident in his marksmanship, and no one had ever escaped from under his gun before. What happened now made him almost unable to believe his eyes.

  When he came to his senses, it was already impossible to continue shooting. Because at this time all the people were already mixed together, their figures flashing about. Li Nan was different from Yuan Shuai, Yuan Shuai was more concerned with results, as long as he won, on Li Nan's body there was a greater manifestation of a heroic and chivalrous spirit. A fair duel, absolutely no sneak attacks or that sort of thing. Making his opponent lose in a way that made them concede defeat willingly was his goal. Of course, this required absolute self-confidence to achieve.

  Li Nan did not launch a sneak attack when his opponent entered the ambush circle. Instead, he waited for his opponent to throw a straight punch at him before raising his hand to block it. At the same time, he delivered a side kick aimed directly at his opponent's chest. His opponent dodged the kick with a "hanging golden hook" move while simultaneously kicking Li Nan's chin with the tip of his right foot. Li Nan leaned back slightly to avoid the kick and countered with a front push kick from his right leg. This was a feint, intended to lure his opponent into blocking it with their hands. If they did so, Li Nan would continue leaning back and transform his kick into a heel strike aimed at his opponent's throat. However, unexpectedly, his opponent neither blocked nor retreated but instead lowered their body and launched a "sweeping leg" attack towards Li Nan's left foot. Li Nan pretended to dodge slowly, falling to the left while twisting his waist and hips to channel all his energy into his right leg. He then swept it towards his opponent's neck with great force, combining his body weight and strength in a powerful kick reminiscent of "Tai Shan pressing down on the top". The kick landed heavily on his opponent's cervical spine, knocking them out instantly.

  Yuan Shuai, upon seeing Qian Jian narrowly dodging Wang Yuanshi's bullet, was driven by his competitive heart to engage in a contest with Qian Jian.

  This morning, he didn't get to compete with Fang Hai and already had a lingering regret in his heart. Now, no matter what, he wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by tonight. He was afraid that Li Nan would snatch the chance again, so he rushed forward hastily. However, he forgot that his leg bone had already cracked open, swollen like a bun, and he was already mentally willing but physically unable.