The vast majority of NPC soldiers on the battlefield now are privates or privates, and if you're lucky, you can even meet a sergeant or something, no matter how high you are, except for special missions, you can rarely meet them.

Therefore, the experience of a second-class sergeant major is enough to make many people blush. If you're lucky, kill an ensign, lieutenant or something......

Of course, the three of them all know that those who can come here to perform tasks are not masters but also have stunts, otherwise they will not come here to die, so if you want to hunt, you must be careful not to be bitten by the prey.

The three of them walked out of the nightclub, left in different directions, and returned to their respective resting places.

The city gradually quieted down, and Yang Hao had already returned to his room and rested on the bed.

Take it offline for a meal by the way. If you do the math, the current reality time is also past eleven o'clock at noon. People are iron, rice is steel, and people always have to eat.

Set the time, Yang Hao went out to have a meal, cleaned up when he came back, and when the time was up, he went online again.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn. Yang Hao got up and got dressed and went out.

He was still dressed like an office worker, carrying a suitcase in his hand, looking like a business person, and left the hotel in a hurry, heading to the city center according to his memory.

There are the most people here, and you can see more people, and you might find a player.

After finding a small restaurant for a meal, Yang Hao walked aimlessly along the street, while observing the surrounding crowd, hoping to find something from it.

But he turned around all morning and found nothing. However, he is also prepared, in a huge city, it is not easy to find a dozen or even a few people lurking in it. If you're unlucky, you may not find it for a few days in a row.

Back to the hotel, dressed in casual clothes, and waited until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Hao left the hotel again, came to a café near the central square and sat down, ordered a cup of coffee, and sat here to drink slowly.

The view here is very open, which is great for observing people coming and going. But half an hour later, Yang Hao left. If you stay longer, there will be flaws.

Leaving the city center, the target begins to turn to the area around the second ring road.

A considerable number of buildings here have been turned into residential buildings, parks, hospitals and other buildings, and there are correspondingly fewer people.

There are also a lot more alleys and alleys here, and these places are rarely visited. According to Yang Hao's eyes, this is a very suitable place for people like himself to fight.

Next to a park, there is a group of children who are about in junior high school playing basketball. Yang Hao glanced at it a few times, smiled slightly, turned around and walked into the path next to him, lit a cigarette against the wall, and took a deep breath.

Turning his head to look at the group of children playing basketball, Yang Hao couldn't tell whether it was illusory or reality.

The game of bullet shijie is too realistic, everything in front of him is exactly the same as in reality, but this kind of shijie gradually made Yang Hao have a sense of belonging.

What am I sighing! Yang Hao smiled self-deprecatingly, glanced at the half-lit cigarette in his hand, flicked it away, and left on the other side of the path.

Before he walked out of the trailhead, Yang Hao inadvertently glanced at the trash can next to him and suddenly stopped.

Yang Hao looked left and right.

No one.

He took a few steps closer to the trash can and took a closer look.

At the edge of the trash can, he found some red liquid. I touched it, but it was not completely solidified, I rubbed my hands, put it in front of my nose and asked a few times, and finally confirmed it.

It's blood.

Yang Hao's face became solemn. After looking at both sides again to make sure that there was no one, he slowly opened the lid of the trash can.

Yang Hao's eyes narrowed.

Just as I thought, there was a corpse in the garbage can.

He had a hole in his jaw, but there was no blood coming out, but the blood that had been flowing from before had covered his body. Yang Hao wrenched his chin and looked at it.

"It didn't take long to be dead." Yang Hao thought in his heart.

Putting down the lid of the trash can, Yang Hao searched for it by himself around.

Five minutes later, Yang Hao found traces of a struggle twenty meters away from the garbage can. I looked to the side and found a trail of blood in the corner.

In my heart, I can be sure that the corpse belongs to the player, but I don't know which side he is. But no matter which side it is, a message is revealed.

The two sides have already begun to make contact.

Lifting the lid of the trash can, Yang Hao took out a camera, took a picture of him, and then left.

Yang Hao went straight back to the hotel.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yang Hao dialed Zhang Tianhai's communicator.

Communication is on. Without waiting for Zhang Tianhai to speak, Yang Hao first said: "I found a corpse. ”

Zhang Tianhai's expression was also different.

"The body was pierced with a knife from the jaw, and the wound was seen as a professional assassination tool, and it was abandoned in a garbage can. I'll send you a picture in a while, and you can help me confirm which side of the person it is. ”

"Good!" Zhang Tianhai immediately responded.

Hanging up the communication, Yang Hao sent the photo over. After a while, Zhang Tianhai's message came: "I will notify you if there is news." ”

Then, Yang Hao sent a message to Wei Gong and Milan respectively: "Suspend the search. Nine o'clock in the evening, Kars nightclub, yesterday's box. ”

sent out, Yang Hao lay on the bed and did not leave the hotel again.

As night fell, Yang Hao walked out of the hotel again and headed for the Karls nightclub.

I booked yesterday's box and asked for a dozen beers. Yang Hao opened a bottle and drank it to himself. After a while, Wei Gong and Milan came here separately.

Yang Hao took out his camera, flipped out the photo, and handed it to the two: "Take a look." ”

The two of them took a look, and their faces were a little different.

"Who is this man?" Milan asked.

Yang Hao shook his head: "I don't know yet, I have already sent it to Blackbird, I believe there will be news in a short time." ”

"The two sides have already started to make contact. Does this mean that war has been declared on both sides? Wei Gong said.

"It can be understood that way." Yang Hao nodded.

The three fell silent.

After a while, Yang Hao spoke: "Now we have to be more careful in our actions, change the focus of the task, and focus on clearing the enemy first, as for Peter's information, we will hand it over to the informants for the time being, and then make changes." ”

The two nodded, no opinion.

At this time, Yang Hao's communicator rang.

Almost at the same time, the communicators of Wei Gong and Milan rang out.

After reading it, the three raised their heads and glanced at each other: "It seems that the situation is a little unfavorable for us." ”

This is the information sent back by Zhang Tianhai.

Zhang Tianhai went to Wang Shaoyu to confirm the identity of this person, and Wang Shaoyu recognized this person.

This person is one of the ten groups of people sent by Wang Shaoyu.

"There's news from this man's side, too. In addition to him, one of their men was also killed. Now we have two attritions on our side. What's more, these two people, one is a lieutenant and the other is a second lieutenant. ”

It seems that they are all people who have gone through the first battle, otherwise the military rank would not be so high. And even if this is the case, to be able to have such a military rank is a master in every way. But intelligence said that the two men did not know the identity of the person who attacked them, only that one of them acted quickly and agilely, like a professional assassin. The other is like a sniper, and the man was shot in the head by this sniper.

All three sensed the change in the situation.

It's all wolves who come here!

"Humph!" Wei Gong snorted, drank the beer in his hand in one gulp, and put it on the table: "So what? How many times have we been born and died, are you still afraid of them? Let them know this time that they are the prey and that we are the hunters! ”

Yang Hao and Milan both laughed.

"Well said!"

The three of them opened a bottle of wine again, touched it, and drank it.

The three of them left the nightclub one after another and returned to their accommodation to rest.

The next day, each continued his actions.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5. Three days passed, and the whole city was calm and calm, and there were no more accidents.

And the trio didn't find a single player. It seems that everyone is very well hidden.

In the early morning of the sixth day, as soon as Yang Hao got up from bed, his communicator rang.

It was Zhang Tianhai who came. Yang Hao connected.

"I'll tell you something, there's an extra sub-quest in your quest: finding and killing the player in the second quest will give you additional military merit and money rewards."

“haode。” Yang Hao replied lightly and hung up the communication.

This is what he wants to do, and of course an additional task is also haode.

After changing his clothes, Yang Hao went out. As usual, the appearance of an office worker in a suit.

I went to the camera's restaurant for a meal first, and by the way, I got the information of the past few days before leaving.

From the camera, he gets two photos of the player passing by the restaurant who has been spotted by the camera. He didn't dare to go to the code, and if it was an enemy, the camera wouldn't be able to stay here.

That's right, as an intelligence officer, you can't expose yourself easily unless you have a huge stake. Assassination, the work of fighting, or leave it to specialized people.

Entering a public toilet, Yang Hao sat on the toilet and took out two photos to look at.

The first is a man, about forty years old. Like Yang Hao, he was wearing a suit, holding a small box in his hand, and his expression was in a hurry. I don't know how the camera saw through him.

On the second one, there is a woman, about the same age as Yang Hao, wearing a sportswear, obviously exercising in the morning. Her skin was very white, whiter than that of ordinary women, and her shoulder-length blond hair was tied into a ponytail, and she looked like an Asian.

After noting down the appearance of the two, Yang Hao took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, took a puff, put the photo into the space backpack, flushed the toilet again, and then walked out of the public toilet.