A drop of dew slid down the thatch leaves and fell on the injured upper lip of the leaf heart.

Without waiting for the dew to drop, he was quickly rolled into his mouth by the tip of his tongue.

What can a drop of dew do?

Most people almost never think about it, even people dying of thirst in the desert.

But ye Xin's injury was a mental shock, and his heavy eyelids slowly opened: with dew, it proved that the fifth day after he entered the handler forest was coming.

He didn't know what the situation of the other 49 people who came with him was.

He only knew that at least seven of his comrades in arms had fallen before he fell into the cave covered with grass and dead branches.

He also saw with his own eyes that two of his comrades in arms had just fallen down, and the fanatics swarmed up like wild dogs in the graveyard, tearing them to pieces - yes, they were tearing them to pieces, their heads were cut off, their stomachs were cut open, and they were holding the viscera they had pulled out, smearing them on their faces and bodies, smearing them like demons, forming a circle hand in hand, Jump up the happy Dongbula

Since joining the army, ye Xinshang, especially the queen of Kowloon, has gone through nearly 100 battles. He is used to death and ignores life, but he has never met an enemy like the current situation.

In the past, no matter how ferocious the enemy is, no matter which party dies, but after death, the living will give each other a minimum respect, and will never abuse the corpse.

But these people.

These people, are they people?

Ye Xinshang, who was in a coma after falling into the cave, was also thinking about this problem during the coma hours.

Now, after waking up from his coma again, he habitually began to think.

He had nothing else to do but think, when his injury became more and more serious and his limbs were unable to move.

When they first entered the handler forest, 50 people were divided into 10 groups, each group had a group of five people, and each group had two team leaders. The 10 groups were scattered in the forest with a radius of tens of kilometers, and deftly broke into the forest with a defensive knife formation.

At the beginning, they went smoothly, quietly touched off more than a dozen enemy sentries, gradually approached the center of the forest, and even heard the cheers of the crowd from afar.

But when they stopped, ready to rest, and then ready to launch a sudden war - gunfire, gunfire from all sides, but without warning.

When ye Xinshang and others received this mission, they realized that it was a journey of death. According to their usual habits, they raised the dangerous level of the mission to the most dazzling red. They were expected to encounter hundreds of fanatics in this forest.

But they never dreamed that the fanatics in the forest, far beyond their most severe prediction, had thousands of people!

And most importantly, there are three professional mercenaries!

What is the concept of professional mercenary?

That means death, and madness!

The ultimate goal of mercenaries is to kill people. All their preparations are for how to let the enemy die as soon as possible.

It's just like a woman who hasn't touched a woman for 30 years, and finally meets a naked beauty's colored stick in the wilderness. At the beginning of the battle, it has entered a white hot state.

It is undeniable that ye Xinshang and others, as one of the most elite agents in the world, reacted very quickly and correctly when they were suddenly endangered: after the initial confusion and slight casualties, 50 people immediately disrupted the formation and scattered in the forest, relying on trees and grass to launch a strong counterattack against the enemy in time.

Under the timely counterattack of Ye Xinshang and others, the fanatics, who were crying and rushing forward, suffered heavy casualties. Ten minutes after the battle, at least 100 enemy bodies lay on the ground.

Just let ye Xinshang and others fear is that those fanatics are too many, as if afraid of death nerve was paralyzed, holding AK-47 to them.

Bullets, like a storm, radiate rapidly around a site in the handler primeval forest.

At the same time, there will be 1000 to 2000 bullets in a second, and they will gather from all around to this central point.

No matter how vigorous your skill is, no matter how accurate your marksmanship is, you are not 10% sure that you will be able to avoid bullets coming from nowhere in the next moment.

What worries Ye Xin most is that more than an hour after the battle, the real killing elites, professional mercenaries, did not fight close to him.

They occupy the favorable terrain without worry, lie on the commanding height of the tree, and shoot with sniper guns calmly.

In almost every shot, a comrade in arms will die.

After encountering such a dangerous situation, ye Xinshang and others immediately launched a breakthrough: they must never stay in the same place, or they will be wiped out soon, because there are too many enemies.

With rich operational experience, the ten teams were divided into two groups: one group broke through the encirclement, the other group broke off, and soon achieved results. Under the cover of trees, they broke through the enemy's encirclement and brought the battlefield into the mode of mixed combat.

At this time, those sharpening professional mercenaries finally moved.

The real scuffle began.

The bullets are whistling, the figures are running, the screams are coming one after another, the forest is full of rich bloody smell, here has become a hell, human life has become more fragile than the leaves.

As the war became more and more intense, almost all of them lost their sense: they only had the instinct to kill!

Ye Xinshang saw with his own eyes that two fanatics were shooting at each other as soon as they met

Melee, absolute melee!

There are thousands of fanatics, enemies of hundreds of professional mercenaries, and ye Xinshang and others launched a scuffle.

After more than three hours of fighting, ye Xinshang and others suffered more than half of the casualties.

However, the enemy died more. After all, there are too many of them to rule out the possibility of accidental killing.

The only thing that hurt Ye Xin was that the three professional mercenaries were still absolutely calm even though they had all the advantages. Each team was dressed in unique colors and was divided into three neat formations: the front, the middle and the back, just like three sharp knives, shuttling back and forth on the battlefield.

Strictly speaking, the war was over four hours before the first day.

Because ye Xinshang and others had almost run out of bullets and lost the advantage of confrontation with the enemy. They had to rely on the cover of trees and bushes to hide desperately.

Yes, it's hiding.

As a proud Chinese soldier, ye Xinshang doesn't want to describe himself as hiding or rout.

But in fact, that's what it is. Can they fight with their fully armed enemies with their bare hands?

In the end, how many comrades in arms died, and what happened to Tietu and Huanglong? Ye's heart was broken and he couldn't care.

At least, when he suffered a dozen gunshot wounds and was shot in the heart and fell into the hole, he could not care.

When ye woke up a few hours after he was in a coma, the sound of gunfire, like peas, stopped long ago. Only occasionally, there was a string of long shot points, and then there was a faint roar of fanatics.

The cave ye Xinshang fell into may be the nest of some animal, less than one square meter, three feet underground. As long as he stands up, his head will be exposed to the ground.

He tried to stand up several times, but every time he tried, he would faint in pain.

The fourth time I fainted and woke up, ye Xinshang saw the light of the sky.

it's dawn.

They entered the handler forest last night.

According to the original plan, all the 50 men who came to the war were carrying food that could survive in the wild for three to five days, first aid kits, and bullets that could be shot a thousand times.

A thousand bullets, when ye Xinshang fell into the cave, it was clean.

Food, and first aid kit, also lost in the melee, and now he can only lie here motionless, waiting to die.

On the second day after the battle, sporadic gunfire still broke out, and from time to time, fanatics shouting rude words rushed past the cave.

This proves that there are still comrades in arms alive and insisting on breaking through.

On the third day, there was no sound in the morning, but in the afternoon, there was a burst of gunfire.

According to ye Xinshang, it should be the southernmost side of the forest.

The gunshot rang for a long time, until after dark, I would occasionally think about it.

On the fourth day, there was a dead silence in the forest.

On the morning of the fifth day, several groups of fanatics ran past the cave and woke up ye Xinshang in a coma.

Just as ye Xinshang was concerned about something, the two fanatics stopped, leaned against a nearby tree to light a cigarette and had a rest: "did you hear that it was a Chinese girl who broke into the forest yesterday?"

Another quickly asked: "Huaxia girl? Ho ho, was it shot or captured alive? "

"Granny, run away."

"What? And run away with her? "

"Well, I heard from Baggins that wujingan wanted to catch people alive, but they ran away."

Earlier, the man said, "but Baggins also said that the leader deliberately let the girl run, in order to use the girl as bait to kill more Chinese. He also said that the "white shark Legion" was left behind to deal with the Chinese receptionists. It seems that the chief has vowed to take at least one alive. "

Another man asked, "well, when will the enemy come to die?"

"It should be tonight."

Previously, the man seemed to vomit: "go, go, and then wordy head to be angry!"

After hearing the sound of the two people's footsteps go away, Ye Xin's injured eyes light up slowly: a girl broke in the afternoon of the third day? Who would it be? Is it, is it

The dying Ye Xin, who had been tortured by hunger, thirst and injury, was suddenly in a high mood and guessed who the Chinese girl was.

But he didn't want that girl, the girl he thought of.

He would like to climb out, desperate to find that girl, and her - die together!

Just, a little move, tear heart pain, will make his eyes black.

This state of powerlessness makes ye Xinshang, who has always been calm, anxious and noisy. He sits up with his teeth biting. As soon as he stands up, he immediately falls into the dark, until a drop of dew falls on his lips.

When ye Xinshang reluctantly recalled the situation of these days, about four or five hundred meters away from him, Smith, head of the white shark mercenary corps, came from the anti-counterfeiting tent.

The mercenary in charge of the vigil was an island man with a cold face like Takakura's, nicknamed quanhuang.

As the name suggests, the king of boxing is very good at Kung Fu.

What the boxing emperor likes most is to use his invincible iron fist to beat the enemy's face into rags.