Fake hero

"Do they have weapons?"

"Of course there is, and it's the same as yours. It's just that among these people are munitions experts, blasting experts, killer bodyguards, and perverted biochemicals, so you will be very passive."

"Old man, you want me to die, don't you?"

"This is the price you have to pay for growth!" Huang Laoxie stood up and waved at the special police. The special police quickly unshackled these heinous murderers, put the pistol and sniper rifle away neatly, and put The boxes containing the bullets were placed 100 meters away - this was done to prevent the men from firing while unshackled.

A thin and small person who was not even much taller than Chu Tianyang moved his muscles and bones, walked up to Chu Tianyang with a dangling neck, and looked curiously at this kid with a sluggish expression on his shoulder carrying a sniper rifle.

He turned his head and said to the person who was about to get the ammunition: "No need to take it, I'll just finish him off." After finishing speaking, before Chu Tianyang could react, a whip leg brought dozens of phantoms He kicked Chu Tianyang hard in the chest.

With a touch of blood mist, Chu Tianyang flew out directly.

All the prisoners stared at the little man dumbfounded. These prisoners who thought they were going to die were overjoyed when they suddenly received the notice.

But calm down, these people also understand that since the government dares to set such conditions for themselves, it must be difficult.

But it's better to have a glimmer of hope than to die in prison.The big deal is to die in the end, it's just a question of where to die.

But I didn't expect that it was as simple as that, this kid was killed with one kick?

The little man patted his trousers, clasped his fists at everyone and said, "I'm sorry, everyone." But someone shouted in a deep voice, "No! Why is that kid gone?"

A whizzing bullet answered his question.The head of the little man who was so awesome just now burst open, and blood was gushing out from the big hole where his eyes were still stuck.

While everyone was still in a daze, the second bullet hit a fat man who was closest to the little man.Maybe Chu Tianyang did it on purpose, or maybe he loaded the wrong ammunition in a hurry.This time, the armor-piercing bullet hit Fatty's body directly turned Fatty into a cloud of blood mist and fragments, and various organs fell down rustlingly. The scene was comparable to Shura Hell.

At this time, these people reacted, moving as fast as a swooping falcon.One person rushed directly to the ammunition box, and threw a shot directly after loading the clip.

With a bang, Chu Tianyang was hit somersault, and a bullet hit Chu Tianyang's chest.Chu Tianyang quickly got up and started his stealthy disappearance stunt, turned his buttocks and disappeared into the forest behind him.

After everyone loaded the bullets and touched it carefully, they found that the boy had disappeared.

The person who shot Chu Tianyang just now picked up the bullet casing on the ground and said, "He has a bulletproof vest on his body, and his shots are accurate. I suggest that everyone act in unison, after all, the risk can be minimized in this way. Now it's up to me." Come to command, I don’t know if you have any opinions? I used to be a first-level instructor of the Israeli special operations force, and my name is He Qingkui.”

Although he was asking for everyone's opinions, everyone could feel the murderous aura and conceited pride emanating from him.

When it comes to fighting alone, there may be many people here who are better than him, but when it comes to cooperative operations, especially jungle warfare, you really have to listen to his command.

Seeing that everyone was silent, He Qingkui nodded and said: "Then I will take it as everyone agrees. Since everyone agrees, I will first declare that no matter whether it is fighting or resting, it must be strictly prohibited. It is absolutely not allowed to act privately. Once found kill."

After He Qingkui asked about everyone's strengths, he divided the remaining twelve people into three groups of four.Whether resting or advancing, there must be a team that is always on guard.

A real jungle hunting contest has begun.