After touching out a few secret posts hidden in the mountain forest, the two of them came to the cliff more than 20 meters high, and below it was the armed station.

"The convoy is here, Su Guoshi entered that house, their ammunition depot should be there-" Ge Zhen, who was lying there, squinted his eyes to familiarize himself with the terrain, pointed to the location of the convoy and said: "Lao Hu, you don't need to do anything for the time being, just wait for me to be with Su Guoshi, you can use your rifle to snipe and cover us on that broken jeep." ”

Ge Zhen pointed to a dilapidated jeep, the car of the armed group, located south of the convoy, and south of the road from the station.

"It's too risky, although it's a tough battle, you can't fight it with your head stunned." Hu Hailang shook his head and said: "This is the station of the armed organization, and there are militants everywhere here, plus those soldiers of the clown, once they fall into it, they can't get out at all." Ge Zhen, we can wait, wait for the clowns to hit the road and then carry out the halfway robbery. ”

Before he finished speaking, Ge Zhen had already patted his ass and ran away, and he didn't listen to what his eldest cousin said later.

"Ge Zhen! Ge Zhen! ”

Hu Hailang lowered his voice and called Ge Zhen, but unfortunately the other party quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests, which made him hate and anger, but he could only hold back.

What to do? Now the only way to do it is to do what Ge Zhen said, wait here, and when Ge Zhen is with Su Guoshi, he will carry out sniper cover from here.

As for whether it will succeed...... God knows!

Anyway, I've already gone all the way with this guy to the dark, so let's follow the bloody battle.

……

When it was dark, there were a few bonfires lit by the armed garrisons, and generators were working to keep the lights on the few houses.

Ge Zhen walked into the armed station, raised the rifle in his hand above his head, and made a hoarse voice at the sentry guarding the gate of the station.

"It's over...... It's all over...... It's all over......"

He was covered in dirt, his face was covered in blood and mud, and he was wearing the clothes of the militants from the side of country D.

Upon seeing him, the sentry immediately knew what to do.

They stepped forward and seized the rifle in Ge Zhen's hand, and then reached out to search him.

"Bang!"

The sentry kicked over and muttered angrily, "What a poor ghost, he doesn't have a dime on him." ”

"Bring it in." Another sentry waved his gun and said, "Can you expect a bunch of lost dogs to have money on them?" Hurry up and bring him over and arrange for them to be with them. ”

"Understood." The sentry shrugged his shoulders and said with an unhappy expression, "I really don't know what the leader wants these guys to do, and he even gave them something to eat." ”

"You know what? Hurry up and bring people over! ”

"Okay, okay."

“……”

Ge Zhen was taken to the west of the garrison by the sentry, and as he walked past, he passed the convoy, and he carefully observed the entire convoy out of the corner of his eye, including the appearance and color of each person's eyes.

None of these people are simple, from their eyes, faces, and the movements of holding guns, it can be judged that all of them are battle-hardened existences, they should be mercenaries, or the armed forces of the technology tree.

Not only that, Ge Zhen also found that there were at least six mercenaries guarding the last jeep, and the guns did not leave their hands and their fingers did not leave the trigger, as if they were guarding something very important.

"Hurry up and get out of here."

The sentry grabbed Ge Zhen by the collar and pushed him into the remnants of country D.

Seeing the arrival of a new companion, these militants, who had lost their weapons and did not know what to do next, did not say anything, and looked very numb.

One or two hundred of them were either squatting or sitting, and they could not say what they looked like, but they were all encircled like sheep.

There were no fences in the sheepfold, some were just a circle drawn in white ash, and these people had to squat in the pen, and no one dared to run, and no one dared to move.

Because there were four armed men with guns around them, looking at them nonchalantly, and from time to time making fun of the people in the sheepfold.

Feeling this atmosphere, Ge Zhen couldn't help but admire the simplicity of the people here.

They have an extraordinarily strict boundary between defeat and victory, if they win, they can do whatever they want, and if they fail, they will honestly be lambs to the slaughter, and they may not even have the heart to resist.

It was getting darker, and the whole courtyard was lit by a bonfire and a few braziers, and next to the sheepfold was a brazier to guard the remnants of the army.

Ge Zhen knew that his time was limited, Su Guoshi had been in the clown's room for nearly an hour, and he might come out soon.

And now it's the right day to get moving.

He raised his head slightly to observe the militants around him, and slowly moved backwards, moving to the edge of the circle to the west.

There was a big tree next to it, and it was darker under it, and there was no one.

Ge Zhen flipped his right hand, pinched the sharp scalpel, and took advantage of the moment when the guards turned their faces to raise his hand and flung it towards the illuminated brazier.

"Bang dang!"

The brazier fell from the wooden stand and smashed to the ground, the faint light suddenly disappeared, and the four armed men in charge of guarding it subconsciously turned their heads to look at the same time.

At this moment, Ge Zhen quietly rolled under the tree, and came to the bottom of the tree after breaking away from the sheepfold.

The militants on guard did not notice it, nor did the remnants of the defeated army who also turned their faces when they heard the noise.

"What's going on?"

"The brazier is off."

"Don't look at it, all bow your head to me, or you will be shot on the spot!"

“……”

The words sounded, and the chaos disappeared in a short time, but Ge Zhen had already reached the depths of the station without danger and went straight to the location of the ammunition depot.

The ammunition depots of the armed groups here are not very deep, and they usually use a house to store weapons and ammunition, which can be quickly transported when needed.

The same is true of the ammunition depot here, in order to prevent the ammunition from getting wet, the wooden house is raised by nearly half a meter, the main entrance has a staircase, and the lower side of the surrounding area is vacated inward, which is enough for the body of an adult to roll in.

Armed men with guns are constantly patrolling around to ensure that there are no problems with the ammunition depots.

Their patrols were facing each other and facing each other, and it took ten steps to turn and walk to the door from the maximum distance of their backs.

"One, two, three, four......"

Ge Zhen counted silently in his heart, and when he saw the two sentries go to the farthest away from each other, he quickly crawled forward a few meters, and when the other party began to face each other, he immediately lay on the ground motionless, turning himself into a dead thing with the help of darkness.

The sentinel walked step by step, and then changed from facing each other to facing back, the frequency was the same, and the vision slowly left the middle position.

Ge Zhen crawled forward a few meters again, his eyes narrowed, and at the moment when the two of them were about to turn around, the whole person rushed forward, and then turned out a sharp scalpel in his right hand and threw it at the militant on the right.

"Whoosh!"

The operation was until he was flying in the dark, and the moment the militant turned around, the knife arrived just in time and slashed into his throat.

"Whew!"

At the same time, Ge Zhen frantically reached over and pulled the militant on his left side down, his left index finger pinched into its trigger and jammed it, and his right hand pinched his throat.

"Click!"

Fragmentation of the laryngeal bone.

"Tut-tut......" Ge Zhen swaggered into the ammunition depot: "Cool, this is the quality of life." ”

It's cool, it's just a moment of life and death.

……