Chapter 68: The Massacre (3)

Ark Bevan quickly sensed something was wrong.

At this moment, it is about six o'clock in the morning, and on the vast sea after the rainstorm, there is already a trace of fish belly white, and the Holy Emperor Guangming Island, shrouded in darkness, can already see the hazy dawn, not to mention that as the most important special forces in the Minia Federation, every member of the sea cucumber commando is equipped with individual night vision equipment, and in the previous operations, he has never worried about the vision problem in the night.

But just after he commanded his troops to break through the harassment and obstacles, and arrived at the predetermined area, he suddenly found that the sky, which had been gradually brightening, suddenly became dark again. And this darkness is even more shrouded in a dense black fog.

This black fog is very weird, not only does it make it impossible for him to observe it with the naked eye, but even the night vision device of the individual soldier seems to have lost its effect, and even the communication equipment has been greatly interfered with.

"What the hell is going on!" Ark Bevan cursed fiercely, and now, even Sergeant William, who had barely spoken in the cacophony of distractions twenty minutes ago, could not be called.

An extremely strong sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in Ark Bevan's heart. Looking around, within a few hundred meters, in the dark fog, the fluorescent identification points on the helmets of the team members can barely be seen, but after seeing them, they usually feel that they have the fluorescent spots in their hearts, but at this time they become both unclear and a little eerie.

Shaking his head vigorously, Ark tried to dispel the fear in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, he didn't seem to believe what he saw, he shook his head vigorously again, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked carefully to confirm that he was not mistaken, at the far right end of the entire L formation, two fluorescent dots representing his own commandos suddenly flew high, and then fell quickly, fell to the ground, and never moved again.

"Enemy attack—" cried out Ark Bevan angrily, and then his face changed dramatically, for he found that the shouts he had uttered with all his might seemed to have entered an infinite black hole, and even he could not hear the echo!

In just a few seconds, Jacques Bevan saw another point of light disappear out of thin air on the right flank!

"Dada......" Ark Bevan couldn't bear it anymore, and raised the muzzle of his gun slightly, shooting fiercely towards the approximate position where the point of light had just disappeared.

At this time, Ark Bevan no longer cared about whether he would accidentally injure his own people, and his intuition told him that if he allowed the guy hiding in the dark to do this, his team would be hit hard!

The M32 automatic rifle bullet in Ark Bevan's hand, three clips and one tracer bullet, a magazine has not yet been fired, and the meteor-like tracer bullet trajectory finally attracted the attention of the commandos, but these specially trained and experienced special elites did not panic, but quickly began to strafe in the direction of the target pointed by the tracer bullet, and at the same time, the adjacent commandos began to form a triangular formation to prevent the sneak attack of the enemy in the shadows.

Even in the darkness, their movements were swift and effective, but in just a few seconds, two more commandos were extremely strangely killed, one was split in half by a tomahawk, and the other was hit in the face with a punch, and the whole face was deformed, and the skull was shattered into powder!

And these two players, one in the middle and the other on the left flank of the team!

Ark Bevan's eyes were cracked, a cold breath penetrated his heart and lungs, how many opponents were hidden in the darkness?

At this moment, "through" and "through", the commando grenade shooter shot two 35 mm caliber infrared stealth flares into the air, and the parachute carried in the missile body opened, slowly descending, emitting near-infrared light that is difficult to see with the naked eye, and looked out of the eyepiece of the individual night vision device, although it looked more and more gloomy, the dense black fog finally had a little cyan halo.

In this confused light, Yak Bevan vaguely saw a ghostly figure flash away on the left flank of the team, and just before disappearing, this figure seemed to just wave his hand slightly, and the body of a commando had already flown up in the air, falling heavily to the ground, and no longer moved.

The whole team had begun to shoot frantically, but there was still an eerie silence in the jungle, and Ark Bevin couldn't hear the soldier landing, but at that moment, it was as if a huge hammer had smashed into his chest, and he knew that the soldier was finished.

The commandos have formed nine three-person assault formations, and the nine assault formations are connected left and right, forming a ring defense formation. The entire squad was at each other's horns, forming a 360-degree crossfire, but Jacques Bevan suddenly noticed that the ghostly shadow seemed to disappear from heaven and earth at this time, and suddenly disappeared into the long grass and dense forest.

Ark Bevan commanded the team to search cautiously, determined to force the dark rat out of the darkness step by step with this formation. On the right flank of the current commando formation, there is an obvious defensive hole, which seems to be caused by a lack of troops, but Yak Bevan himself knows that it is a habitual trap, the purpose of which is to lure the secret to surprise this point, and once the opponent makes a move, the two nearby three-person battle teams will immediately stop it, and then the other teams that will kill from different directions will entangle those hateful opponents, like a huge python, until they are completely annihilated and shattered!

That loophole is the bloody mouth of this giant python!

What's more, behind this giant python, there are two fangs, ready to spit out deadly venom at any time! Ark Bevan turned his head to look in the direction where the two groups of snipers were lurking, nodded slightly, and raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand slightly, the grenade launcher hanging under the M32 automatic rifle lit up slightly, and an infrared stealth flare that detonated with a delay was silently fired above the gap.

In another 10 seconds, the first two flares will fail, and the opponent, who is used to acting in the dark, will be tempted to act, and at that moment, the delay flare will suddenly detonate, and the time will be ...... A sinister smile crossed Ark Beven's face.

"Five, four, three, two, one!" In the countdown of Ark Bevan, two flares that had been glowing with misty light from the previous moment went out. Just before the light disappeared completely, Ark Bevan vaguely saw that the ghostly figure flashed again, appearing in front of the gap.

"Finally can't help it?" As the third flare detonated just right, Ark Bevan grinned, as if he had seen the horrified look on the face of that hateful, despicable sneak attacker as he found himself exposed to the light.

However, the sinister smile on Ark Bevan's face froze for a moment.

Almost at the same time as the third flare detonated, a flare suddenly exploded in the air!

It's not a high-tech infrared stealth flare, it's just the most ordinary flare that every army in the world will equip with!

But this most ordinary flare at this time exerted unimaginable power.

A dazzling white light! The eyes were attracted to the entire assault team in this area by the near-infrared light emitted by the third flare, and a scorching white light appeared on the night vision devices of each team member.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

A corpse fell from the sky, smashed heavily into the white light, and subconsciously fell backwards and rolled over to avoid two bullets in a row, and then rolled to the ground.

It was the sniper who had just been lurking in a large tree behind him. Just now, when that figure first appeared, he seized the opportunity to shoot a bullet, but now, half of his head was blown off by a large-caliber sniper bullet, and on the remaining half of his head, the only remaining eye widened, as if he couldn't believe that his opponent could hit him with one shot in the dark!

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

The stinging pain in the eyes of the flares soon healed, and as the soldiers, under the command of Jacques Bevan, returned to the battle, they found that their opponents had once again disappeared into the jungle after killing four of their companions with unknown sharp weapons in the rain of bullets.

Looking at the dead and wounded subordinates, looking at the dead sniper lying beside him, Ark Bevan's heart sank.

He knew he had met the smartest and most formidable opponent.

This one has a keen sense, a cool head, accurate judgment, excellent stealth skills, terrifying archery, and terrifying hand-to-hand combat skills.

He hides in the darkness, like a silent hill, his whereabouts are erratic, like a strange ghost, he strikes fiercely, and there is no way to survive in a single move.

The most important thing is that this opponent is not greedy! Despite his obvious ability to kill more soldiers in that chaotic period of time, he still managed to kill five men with a lightning strike, and before the squad returned to normal, he left no chance for his opponent.

Inexplicably, Ark Bevan recalls the poem that the old professor who had specially trained the commandos read with fascination and awe when he was lecturing on a character called "chivalry" in that ancient and mysterious oriental country:

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles!

"What kind of enemy is this!" Suddenly, Ark Bevan felt a sense of powerlessness like never before.