【Blackout, it's late, sorry】Thunderbolt lurks in the jungle, running, attacking, and killing.

When he lurked, no one could find his trace, when he ran, his figure was like a black lightning, and when he burst into a surprise attack, he was like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens, and every time he struck, someone would fall to the ground.

In a thick black fog that could not be dissolved, he was like a ghost from another world, like a demon from hell, and more like a grim reaper in a black robe and holding a scythe, harvesting life easily and quickly.

What's even more terrifying is that all of this was done under the control of Lei Dong. Under his deliberate guidance, the remaining six members of the entire assault team had unconsciously changed direction and were drawn to a short distance from Ark Bevan.

Platoon Commander Connor was already a little out of control of his ranks. He couldn't figure out how many opponents there were, where they were, and when they would jump out of the darkness and launch a deadly attack on him.

In the dark jungle, blind shooting is to guide the opponent in the direction, which is tantamount to looking for death, and stopping shooting is equivalent to the tiger abolishing its own minions, which is tantamount to waiting for death.

Connor had contacted Ark Bevan in the past, but had never been in touch except for a brief call in the loud noise before entering the dark fog.

It's not that he didn't want to quickly command the troops to withdraw, but in this hellish fog, it seems that the magnetic field has been disturbed, and even the simplest compass can't correctly indicate the direction, and after going around the jungle for a long time and paying for the lives of two team members, he found that the team was still spinning in place!

In desperation, Connor could only command his soldiers to form a dense circular defensive formation, like a turtle, with their heads tightly retracted into their shells, and like a frightened hedgehog, they carefully curled up their bodies to reveal their spikes, arching forward slowly and carefully.

But even so, it can't stop the opponent from harvesting life. In just half an hour, ten Poseidon commandos had fallen forever in this blood-stained jungle. Once, that demonic opponent even launched a surprise attack from the front, and after slashing a soldier, calmly fled!

Connor was furious, but he was afraid, and he felt even more frustrated, when did the famous and battle-fighting Poseidon Commando Ground Sixth Detachment be so cowardly?

With all kinds of complex emotional entanglements, Connor felt as if something was grabbing his heart, making him unable to breathe, and causing him to lose his mind for a moment.

It was this moment of distraction that ultimately cost Connor his life.

Lei Dong lurked in a bush, watching the only six remaining commandos walk past him, the nearest one was less than a meter away from him but he didn't notice it at all, and he felt a little proud: "Lao Tzu's latent technology is so good, it's so capricious!" ”

But now is obviously not the time to be proud, Thunder stood up, drifted silently behind Connor like a mist, his left arm was like a light veil against Connor's door, and with a slight wave of his right arm, "Ben Thunder" gently cut down Connor's throat.

The razor's sharp blade unhindered the high-strength nylon neck guard, breaking through the anti-cut steel piece in the neck guard to reach Connor's throat......

Connor, who was frightened step by step, suddenly felt an eerie murderous aura enveloping his whole body, and the cold aura of cold weapons invaded his body, and his hair stood on end, and he instinctively raised his head hard, and at the moment when the "Ben Lei" had just broken the anti-cutting throat steel piece, he suddenly shrank back and avoided the throat part.

"Ben Thunder" swept through Connor's throat, severing Connor's neck artery, and blood gushed out.

However, because of that instinctive flash, it failed to break Connor's laryngeal vocal cords. Before his whole body strength completely dissipated, Connor flipped up with his left hand with all his might, hugged Lei Dong's left hand tightly, and roared hoarsely: "Shoot!"

At this moment, the movement finally alarmed the surrounding commandos, they seemed to see a black shadow being hugged tightly by the platoon commander, and heard the platoon commander's roar in a trance, but there was a second of hesitation: Do you want to shoot at the platoon commander?

This second of hesitation made Connor feel desperate, he felt that the strength of his whole body was rapidly draining, at this time there was no room for hesitation, Connor tried his last bit of strength, and his right hand brazenly pulled the grenade pinned to the jungle camouflage combat uniform, and at the same time let out a dying cry: "Run-"

But it was too late, and in less than a second, Thunder twisted his left hand hard, and the bones of Connor's left hand shattered inch by inch. The next moment, Lei Dong threw his hand, and Connor's body was thrown high and flew ten meters away.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded on Connor's body, and more than half of the steel balls that flew in all directions hit him, turning his body into a sieve. Immediately, the ammunition on Connor's body exploded, bullets, grenades, and plastic explosives began to explode hugely, and in the terrible screams, Connor's body was still in the air, and it had already turned into a huge fireball!

But it was this dying desperation that bought the rest of the squad time to react. In the light brought by the explosion, the remaining five soldiers scattered one after another, forming an assault formation extremely quickly, the weapons in their hands continued to strafe, and in an instant they formed a network of crossfire without dead ends, and frantically poured ammunition in the direction where the thunder was located.

"Damn, careless!" When Lei Dong threw Connor into the air again, he threw him to the ground, and at the same time kept scolding himself for being careless, but his body kept rolling on the ground all the time, dodging the bullets that poured like heavy rain.

The Type 21 sniper rifle that was thrown behind his back was too late to take off, and Lei Dong's body kept rolling, and the "Ben Lei" flew out of his hand, slashing at the machine gunner with the greatest threat in the middle like lightning.

"Poof!" The tomahawk passed through a distance of tens of meters and chiseled into the door of the machine gunner, who was carried into the air by a powerful force and fell heavily to the ground, and the dense rain of bullets suddenly thinned out a little.

Almost at the same time as the machine gunner was killed, Lei Dong easily pulled out his self-defense pistol from between his legs, and with two "bangs", a large hole was cut between the eyebrows of one of the commandos, and he fell to the ground on his back, and the muzzle of the M32 automatic rifle in his hand suddenly rose, shooting a series of futile bullets into the sky.

Originally, after getting through the initial panic, several team members had consciously formed a commando formation, taking turns to cover the cross-fire in the "hellfire" method used by Poseidon commandos. But what shocked them was that in the firelight, the mysterious black shadow was only a few dozen meters away, and it was said that any firepower coverage could beat the opponent into a sieve, but the opponent seemed to have the ability to surpass the limits of the human body, constantly rolling and dodging in the rain of bullets, and letting the bullets like a heavy rain chase his ass and shoot wildly, but not even a single bullet could hit!

Just a moment later, with a wave of the figure's right hand, his machine gun was completely silent, and then another companion fell to the ground, and the dense firepower suddenly showed a huge hole.

Before they could react, the MK5 submachine gun, which was used as a secondary weapon, had been thrown in front of Lei Dong's waist, and the 5.8 mm caliber bullet unique to the Republic erupted from the muzzle with a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds, forming an obvious tongue of fire.

This tongue of fire seems to have eyes, and it bites the flesh, and a magazine has not been finished, and the only remaining 3 Poseidon commandos have fallen to the ground!

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A series of explosions and gunshots faintly reached the ears of Ark Bevan. Although the damn eerie fog blocked the sound from propagating and made it impossible to tell how far the gunfire was coming from, Ark Bevan knew that it must not be too far, and more importantly, Connor's unit, who had rounded from the south, spotted the enemy and engaged in a fierce firefight.

If you can get to the battlefield in time, you will form a flanking attack......

This thought lifted Ark Bevan's spirits and ignited the last glimmer of hope. Now he only has 6 members left who are still fighting power, and according to the rules of operation, it can already be judged that this team is completely annihilated. Now, he doesn't dare to think about completing the task, but even if he dies, he has to bite his opponent hard before he dies!

Ark Bevan led 6 soldiers, exactly the most commonly used 7-man combat group of Poseidon commandos, and rushed in a straight line in the direction of the gunfire.

However, only a few seconds later, the gunfire quickly stopped.

Jacques Bevan snapped to a halt and shouted over the radio, "Connor, Connor!" ”

Current sound, signal noise, but no response. Jacques Bevan's face turned pale in an instant, and he knew that his last hope was shattered - he didn't even dare to think that it was Connor's team that killed his opponent!

"Retreat!" Jacques Bevan gave the order tremblingly, and the soldiers, who had long lost their fighting spirit, ran wildly in the direction they came, as if there was some devil in it, and they only wanted to escape from this cannibalistic jungle as soon as possible.

"Bang!" While running, a commando was suddenly hit by a large-caliber sniper bullet, his neck exploded suddenly, his body was carried up by the huge impact, and he fell to the ground heavily, and he was killed on the spot before he even had time to convuls.

"He's coming!" Ark Bevan's heart sank to the bottom.

A few hundred meters away, Lei Dong stood in a bush, the butt of the Type 21 large-caliber sniper rifle was on his shoulder, and a wicked smile appeared on his face: "Damn, it's indeed a bit cruel to use a large-caliber sniper rifle at this distance-"