Chapter 61: The Fierce Girl

  After Shadow extracted the juice from the second coconut, the remaining wolf finally woke up with a faint hum, "How much was injected?"

  "About 300 milliliters."

  "Alright, that's about it."

  "Shadow hastily threw away the syringe in his hand, 'What's next? We just managed to get in and haven't even had a chance to catch our breath yet, now we're running out again.'"

  I didn't expect the snipers here to be so fierce, both times we were discovered by them first. It seems that the future days will not be easy to mix... The Lone Wolf sighed in his heart.

  "No choice, this time I really was reckless. You must have seen it too, the defenders here are a mix of new and old soldiers, some are overly fierce while others are only at the level of novices. This kind of formation is easy to confuse others' eyes. Now it seems that all I can do is wait for my injuries to heal, with my current state it's hard to exert my full strength. So, take the helicopter and sink it in the sea, we can't let them find this place, there will be a tough time ahead." The Lone Wolf said with a bitter smile.

  Shadow nodded and didn't say anything, swiftly executing the orders of the young wolf. In just a few short days, Shadow had thoroughly acknowledged this terrifying little boy who was younger than himself but had rich survival experiences. Whether it was in the world of mercenaries or assassins, the principle of worshipping the strong was the same.

  Lying on the soft beach, the lone wolf pulled out his pistol and started loading bullets into the magazine. "Hiss..." His left hand had just pressed down a bullet when the wound, pulled by the muscle, brought him a sharp pain.

  With a wry smile, he tossed the clip to his companion who was gloating over his misfortune. The lone wolf covered his eyes and glanced up at the dazzling sunlight above.

  The shadow took over the clip, helping him load the bullets one by one, and joked, "What's wrong? You're putting on such a pretentious look, this is a battlefield, your posture looks like you're on vacation."

  "The cannon...". Zan Lang cursed and didn't say anything. With great effort, he pulled out the map from his pocket, and said while looking at it, "We are about 70 kilometers away from the battlefield, roughly speaking, it seems we are temporarily safe, but unfortunately those equipment were wasted, after fighting a battle, except for a few medical kits, there was no gain."

  "The Shadow looked up at him and said, 'Didn't you use those few medical kits?'"

  The remaining wolf heard the words and rolled his eyes, no longer speaking, starting to think about the next arrangement in his heart. At this time, a crisp sound of a bullet being loaded made him tense up, putting down the map covering his head, only to see that the shadow also had a tense face with a gun that was quietly inserted into the back waist of the former.

  The lone wolf turned his head, and saw a soldier wearing jungle camouflage standing not far behind the shadow, at least 170 cm tall with a devilish figure holding an M249, her shoulder-length black hair blown by the sea breeze revealing a unique sexiness! It was a female soldier!

  "Slowly stand up and drop the gun in your hand!" The girl's voice was crisp and contained a murderous aura.

  Zan Lang made a signal with his eyes, and the latter nodded slightly and slowly pulled out two P99s from his waist and threw them to both sides, then slowly stood up and turned around.

  The girl was obviously cautious and slowly walked over to give the shadow a hard kick in the abdomen, after which the latter cooperated by bending down and falling onto the sandy beach.

  "You, stand up." The girl said in not very fluent English.

  "He's injured! The wound is on his shoulder! And he's lost too much blood, please don't make it difficult for him!" the shadow beside him said hastily.

  "Bang!" Another heavy kick landed on the shadow's chest, "Shut up! No one asked you!"

  "Get up!"

  The wolf-like man glanced at the girl with a wild look on her face due to the oil paint, and his body slowly rolled to the right, revealing the gauze wrapped around his left shoulder stained with fresh blood that had seeped out.

  The wolf clearly felt the opponent relax after seeing the wound, and continued to slowly get up. The wolf's right hand naturally and unintentionally supported his waist. At the same time, the shadow suddenly grabbed a handful of sand from the foot and threw it at the girl who appeared suddenly.

  The sudden situation made the girl's eyes flutter, and the M249 light machine gun in her hand was raised, with the muzzle aimed at the shadow ready to pull the trigger.

  "If you're going to shoot me and ruin my beautiful face, go ahead." A cold gun barrel was pressed against the girl's temple, and Lang Hu's equally cold voice sounded in her ear.

  "Shadow, take down her gun!" Zhan Lang ordered in Chinese.

  The shadow quickly stood up and pulled over the M249 in the opponent's hand, it was really hard for this girl, a thin and weak body actually used such an untamed gun.

  "Chinese?" The girl asked in surprise after hearing Lang's pure Mandarin, with a thick Beijing accent.

  "Who are you?" The Lone Wolf didn't answer her, only putting down the gun in his hand after Shadow picked up his own pistol. He looked at the wound that had reopened due to his previous movement, and his tone turned unpleasant.

  The girl frowned, "I'm a killer."

  "Bang!" The girl had just finished speaking, when a bullet from the shadow hit the ground at her feet, splashing up tiny particles of sand. "Assassins can't possibly use an M249. Tell us your true identity, we don't have much patience, and don't think that just because you're pretty, you can be reckless. Here, being pretty will only bring you disaster."

  The shadow's words, half true and half false, scared the first person pale, who then smiled bitterly and revealed his identity. "I'm a mercenary, several security companies jointly recruited 30 people to train here, and after a year, those who survive will be poached by various companies. However, two days ago, our temporary squad was led into a battlefield, and the squad of over 30 people had less than ten people break out. Later, we encountered a minefield, and only I was lucky enough to survive. Since we're all Chinese, give me a quick death."

  After finishing speaking, the girl lowered her pale little face, and her hands trembled even more due to fear of death.

  Zhan Lang heard this and couldn't help but touch his nose, wasn't it himself who led them into "Stalingrad"?

  "You haven't lost interest yet, it's fate that we met, I hope you're not deceiving me." As he spoke, the Lone Wolf took off his tight T-shirt.

  The girl was overjoyed when she heard the words, but when she saw the wolf taking off its clothes, she couldn't help but think of some bad things. "You! What are you doing?! Don't come any closer!"

  When the girl suddenly screamed, Can Lang was stunned, and then heard the shadow behind him laughing with schadenfreude. He threw away the T-shirt in his hand and Can Lang helplessly rushed towards the girl who was retreating to the sea, "I'm not interested in your body either, just now you messed it up and my wound reopened, I have to deal with it? Otherwise, what do you think I want to do?"

  Just finished speaking, the shadow on one side has already started laughing and holding his belly.

  The girl's face turned bright red with shame, and she quickly whispered "sorry" while glancing at the shadow of the laughing boy. The girl introduced herself, "My name is Ruan Xue, from Beijing."

  "Zanlang, mercenary, Chinese. Buddy, lend a hand." Zanlang introduced casually, then called over the shadow who was stifling a smile to treat his wound.

  The girl awkwardly withdrew her outstretched right hand and looked at Shadow in a somewhat bewildered manner as he tended to his wound.

  He glanced up at Ransnow, and Shadow coughed to break the awkward atmosphere. "Shadow, assassin, Frenchman... oh, now Chinese. Don't look at me like that, I know you want to team up with us, but this little guy is the boss, follow us first, if you want to join, let's see your skills."

  After a moment of silence, Rong Xue said to Ying Zi who had just finished his task, "I want to have a duel with you!"

  Martial arts? Even Can Lang was stunned by Ruan Xue's request. As an assassin, he may not be very good at surviving in the rainforest, but his martial arts skills, which combined Chinese military police combat techniques and Israeli combat techniques, made him almost unbeatable, even for Can Lang. Did this girl have some kind of ultimate move?

  Shadow gathered up the medical kit and glanced casually at the wounded wolf, seeing the latter nod almost imperceptibly. Shadow had made up his mind, "Alright, I'll do it!"

  After finishing speaking, Shadow took a step forward with his left foot and made a standard starting pose. Looking at the girl again, she had taken off her backpack and was in a Tai Chi starting pose!

  Is that all? The shadow's disdainful shake of the head took a step forward, his right fist carrying a gust of wind attacking Ransnow's liver. This position, after being hit hard, would cause severe pain, and within 20 minutes, one would lose the ability to move, or even die directly. Obviously, the Shadow had no intention of showing mercy.

  Ran Xue's face didn't show a hint of panic, her right hand seemed to slowly yet quickly draw an eerie circle while her left leg lightly floated back and somehow caught the punch. The nearby残狼 was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, if影子 had thrown this punch at himself, his first reaction would have been to dodge, how could he think of catching it?! And yet, she caught it with such ease!

  As for the shadow, he only felt that this punch was as light and fluffy as hitting a cotton ball, and it was very uncomfortable. Before he could grasp his center of gravity, a huge power that couldn't be resisted suddenly came from his right fist and directly sent him flying out!

  Fell on the soft sandy beach, the shadow looked at the already dislocated right hand in an unbelievable way, and his heart was filled with shock!

  Ran Xue seemed to have expected this outcome, and with a gentle hand, she pulled up the Shadow who had not yet come back to his senses. All that could be heard was the Shadow's pained cry, followed by a crisp "crack" sound, as Ran Xue quickly restored his wrist to its original position.

  "I forgot to introduce myself, I'm still a disciple of Chen-style Tai Chi, and what I've learned is definitely not some fake moves for morning exercises." The crisp voice couldn't hide Ran Xue's pride and satisfaction.

  "It seems you're qualified to join this squad, haha." Zan Lang rubbed his nose and smiled wryly.