After a while, Long Yun began to feel that his body was already cold, and he began to chill! Shivering from time to time, the mud is full of rotting leaves and the corpses of small animals, and a few bubbles are turned up from time to time, and the stench pours into his nasal cavity like leaking ammonia.

This reminded Long Yun of a sniper mission in Africa, when Long Yun was also like now, lying in a rancid quagmire for two days and two nights, and at the most dangerous time, the enemy patrol even had someone pee on the top of his head, and the smell of urine with the smell of overnight wine still makes people sick to their stomachs when they think about it.

The sizzling sound of the unmanned aerial vehicle was getting closer and closer, and Long Yun didn't dare to venture out to see where the little thing had been, so he could only judge it based on his hearing.

It is estimated that when the aircraft reached more than ten meters away, Long Yun slowly sank most of his head into the mud, fortunately through a layer of helmets, otherwise those disgusting mud would pour into his nostrils and smoke people to ********.

In the dim darkness of the jungle came the cries of broken branches and small movements.

Come on!

Long Yun held his breath, only exposing his eyes, his helmet was already full of mud, and even if he approached, he couldn't see his appearance at all. He stared intently in the direction from which the sound came from, and the drone hovered here for a while, then left where it was, disappearing into the jungle in the distance.

After a while, the bushes in front of him were split, and a soldier of the "Black Warrior" unit walked out of the jungle with a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, followed by five people who scattered in formation.

"Stop!"

The spearhead who walked in front raised his fist, and everyone stopped.

The Sharpie slowly crouched down, on the ground, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the rotting leaves and dead branches, apparently searching for traces left by Long Yun.

However, he found nothing, Long Yun crawled towards the quagmire while disposing of the traces of his crawling place, and there was nothing of value for the soldiers of the Black Warriors to find.

"What's going on?" The leader of the squad in the middle of the team was obviously impatient and asked, "Found his traces?" ”

"No, the traces are completely gone here." He looked up and looked warily at the top of the tree, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

"How did it disappear out of thin air?" The Sharpie muttered to himself, "This guy must be nearby, Boss, we're looking around, he's definitely around." I can smell the blood on this guy! ”

Long Yun secretly said in his heart, damn it, I'm still blowing it, Lao Tzu is hiding in the mud pile in front of you, why didn't you smell it? It's like it's true.

The spearhead slowly got up from the ground, really like a hunting dog, raised his head and sniffed around, his gaze gradually shifted, and finally he really landed on the quagmire where Long Yun was hiding.

Standing still and observing for a while, the Sharpshooter pressed the button outside his helmet and switched between several different scanning methods.

The thick and cold mud completely covered Long Yun's body, covering the heat source on his body, in fact, the liquid body armor and nano combat suits on these soldiers themselves have a very powerful anti-infrared scanning function, but Long Yun was worried that the exposed part of his body would produce a very small heat source, so he chose to jump into the quagmire to dodge, this is the safest approach, even if there is a one percent chance of being discovered, Long Yun is not willing to gamble with his life.

In the end, the spearhead didn't seem to be able to spot Long Yun's traces, and the criss-crossing roots that hung into the mire completely blocked half of Long Yun's head.

The soldiers of the Black Warrior Search Team in the back followed, everyone stood on the edge of the quagmire, and two people looked back and forth around the bushes where Long Yun was hiding just now.

One of them found the clues left by Long Yun on purpose, and said to the other, "He's going this way!" ”

"Hmm!" The other guy just answered, still looking around, but his gaze slowly extended to the quagmire, and began to scan back and forth a few times, and a few times his eyes were already facing the direction where Long Yun was, which scared him out of a cold sweat.

Long Yun didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the hot gas spit out of his mouth would produce an image in the other party's infrared heat source scanning, and if he was discovered, he would be trapped in this glue-like sludge, and he would not be able to resist at all, so he could only be caught.

The guy watched for a moment, then began to walk in the direction of the quagmire, and finally stopped beside the spike.

"What are you looking at?" He asked the spearhead.

"I think he's right here, but I can't find him!" The spearhead tilted his head, as if he hadn't figured out something, and suddenly said, "The Moria people have a stealth technique called 'Fog Shadow', do you think this guy also has this talent?" ”

Another soldier opened the protective cover of the PAD on his wrist, pressed it a few times, stared at the screen for a while, shook his head and said: "Long Yun's talent is the 'chaos' of the spiritual department, according to the intelligence, he has great potential, but it should not be 'fog shadow'." ”

All the words fell into Long Yun's ears word for word, which made him even more interested in the soldiers of these "Black Warriors" troops. They actually have their own information, and they have obviously been spying on themselves, no, I should say that they are spying on every descendant of Moria in this Council of Elders and the Skydome Company.

Who are they? What is the purpose? Which side are you on?

Long Yun felt that things had become a little complicated, in the past, he thought that this shady war might just be a stage of competition between the Atlanteans and the Moria, but now it seems that things are far from that simple.

Since he was inexplicably involved in this war in Sierra Leone, Long Yun actually has no complicated thoughts at all, he just wants to seek justice for his dead teammates and kill every Atlantean responsible for that operation.

However, as he joined the canopy, he felt a little involuntarily, and various characters appeared one after another, and Long Yun felt like he was walking on the edge of a bottomless cliff, and if he was not careful, he would fall into the bottomless darkness.

"It's weird, how do I feel like he's hiding nearby?" The spearhead crouched beside the mire, not in the slightest intention of leaving.

"You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me......"

While chanting these words in his heart, Long Yun narrowed his eyes and tried his best to sink his head into the mud, for fear that there would be some flaws in his helmet for the enemy to discover.

The spearhead looked at the quagmire for a long time and didn't seem to see anyone, but he still didn't seem to be at ease, he walked around the shore of the lake, Long Yun gradually heard the footsteps on his head slowly approaching from afar, stopping at the arched tree root directly above his head, Long Yun slowly aimed the muzzle of the pistol upward, if he stretched out his head to look here, Glock 17, which was hiding in the mud, would have a hole in his head.

Anyway, at that point, horizontal and vertical is also a death, killing one, enough money, and then pick up a rifle and shoot, kill a few and make a lot of money!

The guy leaned down and took out the machete, and pierced it in the mud, the bright blade of the knife rose and fell in front of Long Yun's eyes, constantly piercing into the mud, and Long Yun felt the beads of sweat on his head flow down his cheeks like a waterfall.

Suddenly, the knife disappeared in front of his eyes.

Long Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that the breath was only half sent, and suddenly a dense gunfire rang out!

Da Da Da –

The bullets swept into the mire, splashing countless mud stars, and Long Yun could almost feel the vibration of the surrounding air caused by the muzzle flames!

! The spearhead actually shot into the quagmire!

Long Yun's scalp suddenly exploded, and a shadow completely shrouded his heart - he was exposed!