Although there was still a fugitive, the captain of the corps have ordered them to return to the team. It is impossible for them to waste so much troops in this mountain that is beyond the sight of the sight, like a primeval forest.

The captain believes that as long as the inspections of various levels are strengthened, the fugitives will be arrested sooner or later, and will continue to stay here to waste the manpower and funds of the Armed Police Corps, but they will be troubled by the members of the provincial parliament...

In order to fight, these grandsons always pick on their bones in the eggs and try their best to reduce government spending.

"Team Deng, is it really okay for us to continue to waste here? The headquarters has already issued an evacuation order." Three days have passed, and Deng Wenxin's subordinates are a little impatient.

"It's okay, it's amazing that I just go back and submit a report of the operation and say it out in the wild and trained." Putting down the military telescope in my hand, Deng Wenxin replied indifferently.

For him, the mission was not over yet. Not only did one of his "his own people" not come back, but another fugitive was not arrested. This was a shame for his career. Deng Wenxin, who strives to eliminate all evil, could not tolerate such things, so he kept squatting here.

The people below may not think so. Huang Meng is not a real working soldier. Even if he dies, the one who gives the pension will be Xuantie Security Company. It’s nothing to do with us!

But thinking this in my heart does not mean that someone is stupid enough to say it.

Deep in the dense forest, the terrain is rugged and undulating, and the soil is soft. If you step on it, you will have a deep mark. For several days, Huang Meng has been following such footprints and chasing Lu Chenghao for relentless pursuit.

Lu Chenghao was alone and had a headache for this stubborn donkey like a plaster. The other party was younger than him and was even more powerful. After all, he had just escaped from prison. Because of the lack of supplies, his physical fitness had long dropped to only about 70% of the original one, and he was very tired.

Lu Chenghao was deeply delighted: If I were the one I used to be, I would have left the newcomer behind. Unlike now, I could only rely on experience and years of accumulation of forest penetration skills to maintain a little distance, and I was chased behind my butt even close.

Behind Lu Chenghao, Huang Meng was wearing a mottled jungle camouflage uniform, with thick jungle combat boots on his feet, and the buckle of the steel helmet tightly clasped his chin, as if connected to his head.

The collar cuffs were tightly tied. The face was covered with camouflage oil, and the seizure of semi-automatic rifle with a collapsible butt stock in both hands, walking in the jungle with vigilantly.

He was not fast, and he stopped from time to time to listen carefully to whether there were any strange sounds around him and see if there were any clues. He knew at a glance that this was an old man from the jungle.

This is Huang Meng, who was stunned when he first entered the jungle and almost stepped on a landmine. During the pursuit of these days, Huang Meng's saber cut the throats of two people, pierced one's lower abdomen, and used **** to blow the heads of two fugitives.

One bloody battle after another allowed Huang Meng to completely get rid of his fear of death. He gradually became familiar with the real jungle battle and finally grew up gradually.

But it was Lu Chenghao who really made Huang Meng mature in the jungle. After a few days of tracking, Huang Meng felt that he had changed. As early as the moment the squad leader Yu Liujiang was injured, Huang Meng changed.

Huang Meng felt that he suddenly understood war, and as a mercenary soldier, he should always be highly vigilant. Especially when he felt that he had won, he would often lose his mind for a second. He would experience what failure is.

Just like the squad leader Yu Liujiang, he relaxed his vigilance in the moment of victory, but was hit in the leg. It is better to experience failure, but he is afraid that the enemy's life will be ended with a bullet, and he will not even have a chance to regret it.

But Huang Meng was still lucky, and Lu Chenghao did not kill him. Huang Meng survived from death again and again.

Huang Meng stepped on the dead leaves on the ground with steady steps. Every step was so powerful, and the distance of each step was three-quarters of the standard, as if he had measured it with a ruler. After suffering enough pain after Lu Chenghao, Huang Meng unconsciously used all the military knowledge he had learned since childhood and the military skills he had learned systematically after joining the army.

While walking, Huang Meng also had a faint aura.

Huang Meng stopped and looked at him. On the oblique side, there was a broken branch. The height was on the human shoulders. It was difficult for animals to reach except humans.

A faint smile appeared on Huang Meng's face, and he casually carved an arrow on the tree beside him. At the same time, he broke an arrow with the branches beside him and pointed it forward. He marked the direction, one to guide the comrades behind him, and the other to facilitate his future retreat.

After doing all this, Huang Meng continued to move forward quickly with the traces left by the enemy.

Lu Chenghao in the distance sighed softly: The tenacity of this recruit boy was beyond his expectations. It has been seven days, and it has been seven days...

From the beginning when he was often plotted by Lu Chenghao and went astray, his small arrangements could no longer deceive Huang Meng.

Even if it is a wolf, after being clamped by a clip a few times, it will be very difficult to calculate it with a clip next time, let alone an extremely smart person.

In fact, Lu Chenghao, who was eager to escape, did not have so much time or energy to arrange too many traps. What's more, he did not have the alums equipped with compressed dry food and water purifiers before departure, and his physical fitness is declining faster and faster.

When he was hungry, he ate a few wild fruits, and when he was thirsty, he drank the dew collected in the morning. In this way, on the ninth day of entering the jungle, Huang Meng caught up with Lu Chenghao.

The reason why Huang Meng was not lost in the forest was because he grasped a key point: Lu Chenghao needed to survive.

In the jungle, picking wild fruits and eating water will always leave some traces. Although Lu Chenghao has done it carefully enough, Huang Meng, who has calmed down, still followed Lu Chenghao with these clues.

Lu Chenghao held the handle of the gun in his right hand, and his index finger calmly landed on the trigger. The gun body was placed on the tree, maintaining the aiming posture. The sight star aimed at the leg of the recruit Danzi, and his powerful index finger gradually pulled the trigger.

Immediately, Lu Chenghao frowned and hesitated. This time, this new recruit was not as good as the last time. He has been tracking himself alone for seven days. Now he has left the team. He doesn't know if there are still pursuers behind, and how far away the pursuers behind are from them.

Wang Feng, who is familiar with jungle combat, knew that if a person loses his ability to move, he may survive in the jungle in slightest. Even if he does not die under the attack of poisonous snakes and beasts, he will be starved to death and die of thirst here.

Lu Chenghao sighed lightly, let go of his index finger, and slowly retracted the submachine gun.

This man wearing a torn dress that he got from somewhere and had a long scar on his face stood in the jungle with his gun.

Huang Meng stopped, and his infantry boots were deeply trapped in the dead leaves on the ground. Ping held his muzzle and pointed it at the person in front of him. He saw Lu Chenghao. Although he had seen the other party's photos on the information, he almost couldn't recognize the person.

Her thin face, thick beard, messy hair, and clothes that were even more ragged than beggars... If the scar on her face was not too eye-catching, or if his aura was not so special, Huang Meng really didn't dare to associate the person in front of him with the special service retired soldiers who killed countless enemies and directly twisted the necks of 11 professional bodyguards with his hands.

Even so, Huang Meng still did not relax at all. Not to mention how much hardship Huang Meng suffered behind him in the past few days, just looking at Lu Chenghao's bright eyes, Huang Meng was so energetic.

"Lu Chenghao..." Huang Meng shouted vigorously in a hoarse voice.

The man opposite smiled, and Lu Chenghao smiled. When he smiled, the scar on his face looked even more ferocious as his muscles trembled.

Lu Chenghao gave Huang Meng a thumbs up. "Newbie, can you tell me your name?"

Huang Meng hesitated for a moment, put down the semi-automatic rifle in his hand, and stared at the person in front of him calmly, "My name is Huang Meng."

"Huang Meng, good! It turns out that people are as famous as they are. They are fierce enough!" The smile on Lu Chenghao's face was even more intense. This was a smile from the bottom of his heart, without any pretentiousness.

Both of them have dropped significantly. Although they have a sympathetic atmosphere in this conversation, they are secretly accumulating strength and are ready to give their opponent a thunderous blow at any time.

If you really have a choice, Lu Chenghao doesn’t want to kill police and soldiers. This is openly an enemy of the country. No matter who he is, he will have no way out after doing this.

But now there is no choice, and Lu Chenghao even regrets it. He shouldn't have been soft-hearted just now. He really deserves to kill this talent with his superb shooting skills.

He gasped slightly, soothed his tired muscles and muscles, mobilized every remaining strength in his body, and focused his attention on the person in front of him. His hand holding the submachine gun became tighter. This was a battle of life and death, and there was no possibility of holding back each other.

The same is true for Huang Meng. Relying on his keen intuition, he quickly judged the situation in front of him. Although he didn't know the reason, the prisoner in front of him would never surrender.

Even if it is just to avenge the injured squad leader Yu Liujiang, Huang Meng will have to take this person down, otherwise he will be unhappy.

In the mountains, there were breezes and leaves rustling. The two of them felt each other's position through the shrubs and branches. They focused on themselves. Under such terrain, whoever exposed themselves first would mean failure and death, so everyone was very careful.

Even when moving your footsteps, you must pay attention to the dead branches under your feet. If you lose your life because of such a thing, it is not worth it.

Compared to Huang Meng's nervousness and anxiety, Lu Chenghao seemed much more experienced. He was not in a hurry and adjusted his mentality through regular breathing as before. At the same time, he was thinking about the strategy of defeating the enemy, with less than seven bullets left in his hand.

Don’t think that many of them are. According to the speed of fire of the submachine gun, you can only have two strikes at most. You are alone and surrounded by mountains and forests. You are not afraid of food, but you are afraid of the bullet.

Just a glance, Lu Chenghao also saw Huang Meng's appearance, a typical young man, anxious and energetic. He probably had never experienced such a desperate battle.

Slowly squatting down, Lu Chenghao dug a thick piece of mud from the ground, mixed with gravel and unknown small insects. He observed the surrounding environment and chose the path that was easiest to escape. The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he had an idea.

He gently rubbed the mud with his right hand, and the mud on his palm was pinched into several parts. Lu Chenghao then threw these thick mud onto the selected escape route.

The mud blocks collide with the branches and leaves and the dead branches on the ground, making a few sounds, not loud, and just happen to be heard.

Sure enough, Huang Meng was fooled, and he was already nervous and anxious. Without thinking, he raised his hand and roared in the direction of the sound, and three shots and bullets roared away in a row.

He believed in his close-range shooting ability, but the screams did not come, and the muffled sound of the bullet passing through the human body was not heard. At this time, he knew that it was going to be hit, but it was too late.

The gunshot exposed his position, but it was impossible to fake it. The other party's bullet also came to hear the sound and inserted it into Huang Meng's strong body. The bullets were shot downwards. Lu Chenghao did not intend to kill people. Even in this case, he just wanted to injure the pursuer's feet so that the other party would no longer have the power to pursue.

The bullet penetrated through the rough skin, tearing open the strong muscles, pressing the nerves. The blood vessels broke and the splashed blood was followed by a severe pain. It was Huang Meng's first time he was shot, and such pain was completely different from his previous experience of being beaten.

"Ah!" Huang Meng tried to endure the pain, sucked the air conditioner and lay behind a big tree. The rifle in his hand was closer. He was ready to deal with the enemy's next round of offensive at any time.

Holding the gun bar with his right hand, holding the wound with his vacant left hand. In this case, there is no time to bandage the wound for him. Sweat was sucked out on his forehead, which shows how severe the pain is, and now it can only be done by will.

Thanks to Lu Chenghao's mercy, he did not shoot at the vital point, otherwise Huang Meng would have died long ago, so he would not have so many worries and anxiety.

Lu Chenghao succeeded in one blow, never stopped again, and quietly left here from another location. He didn't want to play any psychological warfare. If Huang Meng stared at the place where the mud fell just now, his fun would be great. That was something that only fools did.

This is the difference in experience. If the stone is thrown away, the dull sound of falling to the ground can be easily heard by those who are interested. Moreover, there is only one sound of the stone falling to the ground, and the rest are the sound of rolling on the ground, which is not heard in detail, and it is even more different from the sound of stepping on foot, which makes it easy for people to hear flaws.

However, Lu Chenghao would not deliberately underestimate Huang Meng's IQ, so he strives to do his best, chooses to throw debris with the right amount, creating an illusion of almost perfection, deceives Huang Meng's perception.

This is simple, but it is the experience and skills accumulated over the years, as well as the cold thinking. Lu Chenghao has long developed a heart of iron and can make rational analysis no matter what the bad situation is.

With his body in his cat and his footsteps lightly, Lu Chenghao chose a relatively thick and solid area to walk. His body with a hundred pounds was not loud at all. He was like a bobcat and he came and went silently.

"Where do you go?"

As soon as he escaped from the dangerous place, a burst of teasing laughter came from his head. Lu Chenghao didn't answer, and rolled on the spot in an instant, finding a place to cover it. The submachine gun in his hand did not fire randomly, and there were still two bullets. Unless the opponent's position was determined, he would never take action easily.

"I am really a veteran. With such skills and attitude, Ji's strength is really good compared to those rookies who chased him." The voice came from above the woods, filling the surroundings, and it was impossible to confirm where the sound source was.

"This person is definitely the top player in the army!" Just as he contacted, Lu Chenghao's mood fell and underestimated. Such a person was no match for even his heyday, let alone what he looks like now?

It is impossible to confirm the opponent's age and status, nor do you understand the opponent's weapons and equipment status. This kind of ignorance is a taboo in the army. Lu Chenghao has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he is certainly aware of this. Fighting with unknown enemies is the most troublesome.

If you don’t know your age and status, it is difficult to determine your strategy against the enemy. If you don’t know your opponent’s weapons and equipment, it is impossible to confirm your enemy’s strengths and combat power. Once you fight, you want to rely on the on-the-spot reaction speed, which is a joke.

The duel between martial arts masters is completely different from gun-holding battles. The latter has no temptation or wait-and-see statement. It is purely to seek enemies, shoot, and life and death are only in a blink of an eye.

Because of this, no matter how the other party teased him, Lu Chenghao never commented on him. He had long passed the age of impetuousness, and his experience in life and death made him feel as strong as steel, and he would not reply rashly and reveal his own traces.

"Haha, I'm becoming more and more interested in this guy." Qingpiaopiao's words were still slow, neither too far nor near, and just echoed in this small space.

Lu Chenghao looked around and still found no suspicious places, but every tree and every bush was very likely to hide the enemy.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm not here to kill, nor am I a government member." The hunter hiding in the dark seemed to like this pleasure of playing freely and playing prey in applause.

He was not in a hurry to kill the target, but slowly approached and tortured slowly. His words were joking, his attitude was light and confident. He even didn't care whether Lu Chenghao planned to resist.

Either the other party is arrogant and brainless, or the difference in strength between them is too big, and all struggles are meaningless.

Lu Chenghao's instinct told him that the enemy was obviously the latter, and he could not be bullied by a fool without knowing it.

"Maybe this way, we can have a good talk." Just as Lu Chenghao was still hesitating, a young white-faced boy appeared in front of him suddenly.

A tight combat uniform, I didn’t see any weapons or strange equipment worn, but the combat uniform was not the mainstream fabric of the Chinese army at present, but was full of glue and had certain camouflage functions.

The visitor spread his hands and signaled that there was no weapon or malice. His warm smile was in sharp contrast with Lu Chenghao's tense expression.

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