After the battle, the battlefield was extremely deserted, and the environment in the dark night was extremely calm. The www.biquge.info road, the dry grass, the sand, everything is very ordinary. It is impossible to see anything special about Africa.

The start was unfavorable, the intelligence didn't figure out much, and the guide died first. The advance team can only go their own way, and everyone has their own business. Qin Ming's job was to pack up the four armed pickups, which were finally knocked out by Sergeant Richard.

Each of the four pickup trucks had different attitudes, some hit trees, some rolled over, and some honked wildly. Qin Ming held a rifle and wore a night vision device, and first found the pickup truck with the horn. A corpse was pressed against the steering wheel in the seat, and he reached out and pulled the corpse out, and the sound was gone.

The body that fell to the ground was shot in the chest, and the driver's seat was covered in blood. Qin Ming took out two magazines and a pistol from the corpse, and there was nothing else.

"Poor ghost." With a scolding, Qin Ming continued to search for the corpse. The advance team had limited ammunition and could not last long without replenishment of captures. Although the corps commander said that he would come over immediately, it would be four or five days at the earliest.

The corpses were disgusting with the stench and gore. Qin Ming searched the cab and rummaged through the compartment. There was a Soviet-style heavy machine gun of 14.5 mm caliber on the carriage, but the magazine was empty, and there were no bullets.

", scare people." Qin Ming wanted to find the body that operated the machine gun, but there was only a pool of blood in the carriage, and the body was ...... and thrown more than ten meters away. He jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the corpse, only to hear a rustling sound on the side of the road.

After pausing for a moment, quickly and silently moving his position, Qin Ming pointed his gun in the direction where the sound came from, and there was a pile of dead grass over there.

Angola has a savannah climate, where it is normally hot and humid, and the north-east is rich in rainfall. The weeds along the road are extremely dense, and although the nuclear winter has ravaged them, the grass seeds that can be buried in the soil have regrown.

"Little one, do you want to help?" A voice came from the headphones, it was supposed to be the shooter led by Master Chief Richard. "There's a rat hiding next to you. Captain, let us take care of your little baby. ”

The shooter had been transferred to the roof of the airport terminal, responsible for monitoring the overall situation, and obviously saw movement around Qin Ming. But Qin Ming refused without hesitation: "No need, I can deal with it myself." ”

Although it is not the first time that people have been killed, they have been killed in the past by refugees who are not a threat. Qin Ming knew very well that what he was encountering at the moment was likely to be a soldier who had been fighting in Africa for a long time, this kind of person was cunning, experienced, and often a little unique.

Now is the time to determine whether the sound you just made is a trap? There is no doubt that the veteran oilman is very good at this kind of booby trap trick. Thinking that he had made a lot of noise during the search just now, Qin Ming thought that his location had been exposed, so he continued to move silently.

The cat left the road with his waist down, and with the help of the vision provided by the night vision device, Qin Ming tried to make a detour with an AK-47M in his hand. But less than ten meters away, he suddenly stepped into the air, and he heard a small bent branch swept over by the roadside, and a dagger tied to the branch slashed into his thigh.

It is a trampling trap that uses the elasticity of tree branches to create lethality. Qin Ming had no way to avoid it, so he could only fall crookedly, and his thighs were still cold. He had just cursed in his heart that he was damned, when suddenly he saw a swarthy figure emerge from the grass behind the branches.

Qin Ming had a wit in his heart, and without thinking much about it, he pointed his gun at it and swept it over. In the sudden gunfire, the other party just lowered his waist to dodge and continued to rush over, as if trying to capture him.

Damn ......, Qin Ming felt that he was knocked down, the muzzle of the gun was caught, and the enemy tried to press him to the ground for the first time to control it. But he has been eating and drinking well lately, plus he has been exercising non-stop, although he is not yet an adult, his strength is not much worse than that of the other party.

The enemy kept whispering in his mouth, his foul breath was like a hyena, and there was a dagger in the opponent's hand that was pressed against Qin Ming's neck. In the stalemate between the two sides, Qin Ming could clearly feel that the sharp blade was slashing across his neck - the threat of death was so strong!

Ah......, Qin Ming's mind was blank, and he just wanted to push away this enemy who would kill him. A childish roar came from his throat, finally letting the blade back a little. But the enemy was also using all his strength to press the blade again.

After going back and forth two or three times, Qin Ming was almost exhausted, and he heard his father-in-law's dissatisfied roar on the radio, "Enough, Harris." Don't look from the sidelines, I didn't take this kid to the battlefield to watch him die. ”

Hearing this, Qin Ming felt that the enemy on his body was overturned violently. He quickly turned over, knelt on the ground and coughed loudly, tears and saliva all came out, and there was a bloody taste of rust in his mouth.

Looking up again, Qin Ming found that almost all of the people in the advance team had come out. Old Harris was stomping on a ragged black man, and judging by the thin arm of the man, it was evident that he had been hungry for a long time.

Damn, I was almost killed by such an enemy.

Old Man Qin didn't speak, Zhang Hong walked over and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger on Qin Ming's thigh, and then performed wound debridement with his hands and feet, and finally took out a 'treatment needle' and tied it to Qin Ming, "I wanted to wait for you to make some achievements and then give you a reward, but now it seems that you can only pay in advance." ”

I didn't feel it when I stabbed the dagger in, but it hurt to pull it out. However, the top 'treatment needle' made by the 'second force' Mai Lang has a strong recovery from the injury.

The bleeding from Qin Ming's wound was quickly stopped, and after the bandage, there were bursts of tingling. He knew that his injuries would heal in two or three days, and even the scars on his face from the past would heal significantly.

Qin Ming stood up with a limp, and old Harris was kicking the captive's face with his foot, kicking the other party screaming continuously, because the captive didn't speak. He thought about the feeling of death that he had just been pressed by a sharp blade, and suddenly said, "Don't torture him, if he can't understand it, just kill him." ”

"No, no, I can understand you. Give me a bite to eat, and I'll tell you everything. The emaciated captive lost his fierceness and fell to his knees and pleaded loudly.

Master Chief Richard stepped forward and shouted with a cold face, "Boy, do you know what mistakes you made? ”

Qin Ming was a little afraid of the non-commissioned officer who would always have a rigid face, so he shook his head after standing up straight and said, "I don't know." ”

"First of all, you were careless, we asked you to dig through the corpses, but you were as easy as running to the supermarket to shop. Secondly, you are too careless, the shooter has warned you, but you are still too sloppy in your observation of the surroundings. In the end, you're not ruthless enough, why don't you use your arms to block the dagger? ”

The serial reprimand of the Master Chief made Qin Ming completely in a daze, and he muttered, "Block with your arm? My arm will be severed. ”

"Between losing a hand and a life, do you choose not to die? Or are you worried that we won't be able to heal your hand? Sergeant Richard reached out and grabbed the wound on Qin Ming's thigh, and the wound that had just been bandaged was suddenly in excruciating pain.

Qin Ming, who was screaming, finally ushered in the smiling face of the shooter, "Little baby, are you going to cry?" Let's go home, it's not for rookies. ”

Qin Ming, who was about to shed tears in pain, immediately restrained his tears and stubbornly shouted: "No, even if I am a rookie, I have to stay." ”

The group of people in the advance team immediately burst into laughter, obviously really treating Qin Ming as a child. This made Qin Ming even more annoyed, and he held back his anger and said, "You don't have to laugh so loudly, I will become an excellent fighter." The day won't be long. ”