The room is in a mess. Three footsteps are heard. Five people are killed by Ye Jian, and only three are left.

Someone cursed in the dark, and the whistle shouted, "get out of here! Come on! "

The language spoken is also South Asian. Ye Jian didn't understand it, but she knew that the whistle was made by Xia Jinyuan to arouse the people in the room.

After Ye Jian finished shooting at the first position and hid in the collapsed Adobe couch, she stared at the shabby houses coldly, as long as someone came out and started immediately.

The ambush left a moment of confusion for the mercenaries who were chasing the Chinese territory. When there was only one person shouting at the whistle, the remaining three mercenaries came out of the houses with disorderly guns.

In the dark night, Ye Jian again aimed at a dark shadow that came out, and did not hesitate to shoot the third bullet tonight.

Every bullet must hit a target. Uncle Chen said that the sniper's bullet should be shot to protect the comrades in arms. The bullet fired for comrades in arms should never deviate by a penny!

"Bang!"

The low sound of gunfire broke the peace of the night again. As the shadow fell to the ground, the two figures that came out behind rolled into the weeds and quickly hid.

"BAM bam!"

The sound of continuous gunfire was heard, and all of them were fired in the direction of Ye Jian's hiding. After all, several people attacked them secretly, and the rest of the mercenaries had already counted in their hearts.

Xia Jinyuan didn't let the "alarmed" whistle have a chance to speak again. Ye Jian's firepower suppressed the remaining two mercenaries. On his side, he wanted to solve the problem quickly.

The dagger in hand is not a military dagger either. The multifunctional knife bought in the street hardware store, although the brand-new unsealed blade is a bit blunt than the military dagger, it can also be a sharp weapon if it is used conveniently.

The leaves "rustle" loudly. Xia Jinyuan's fists are filled with fists that can hurt the skin. The close combat of the special forces is never to hide needles, but to attack quickly and ruthlessly, and then hit the other side with accuracy.

There are many painful parts in human body, but there is only one part that slows people's thinking reaction: brain.

In a continuous attack, several fists were punched in each other's brain. Xia Jinyuan, a handsome and cold looking man, was a waking lion. He was so powerful that he let the mercenary retreat every day and made a scream.

He asked for support, and Ye Jian's bullet was just like her long eyes. When the grass and trees were moving and strange breath came from the flowing air, the bullet "banged" somewhere to prevent someone from coming to support.

"Damn it!" The mercenary, who had to be hidden again after being shot by bullets, rolled under a tree and looked for his target.

The mercenary, who had been hit in the head several times by Xia Jinyuan, stumbled. He drove the leaves and shrubs around him. The ordinary "sand" came at this time, making people's heart beat faster with the sound of sand.

Ye Jian slightly raised the corner of her mouth. Xia team is not only an excellent special soldier, but also an excellent commander. In terms of tactics, it has a talent that veterans can admire.

Now the greater the movement, the tighter the other two mercenaries' heartstrings, the more psychological pressure they will have, and the greater their odds against Xia Jinyuan.

When there is a kind of low muffled sound that makes people's scalp numb in the dark, the blood in the wind is more thick than before, thick enough to float to everyone's nose.

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