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Chapter 132: Kill the enemy with flying knives

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    After neatly killing the four militants, Cheng Chong quickly changed his shooting position again, and once again held his breath and pretended to be lurking motionless. His nerves were tense all over his body, his eyes and ears were extremely alert to observe everything around him.  Then listen to the goings on around you very carefully.

    At this moment, he was like a wild wolf with high vigilance.

    Because he didn¡¯t know if there were other militants lurking around, or if there were other dangers hidden.  At this time, he had to be cautious. At this moment, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

    After lying quietly on the spot for a while, Cheng Chong saw that there was nothing unusual around him. The jungle returned to tranquility again. There was only the sound of the breeze passing through the treetops. After a while, more unruly insects and birds also appeared.  They continued their singing and noise as if nothing had happened.

    This place should be safe at the moment.

    After a while, Cheng Chong made this judgment.

    Although both sides fired shots just now, the dense jungle and thick vegetation can not only block the entry of sunlight and hinder the transmission of radio, but also block the normal transmission of sound.

    However, Cheng Chong still did not dare to be careless at all. At this moment, it could only mean that this place and its surroundings were safe. On the way to the village to rescue his comrade Meng Lang, the group of militants designated them with clear and hidden sentries, setting up a trap for themselves.  Layers of obstacles are used to observe and explore one's every move, and even take the opportunity to directly capture or shoot oneself alive.

    These are all obvious things.

    Although I have to go to that village to rescue my comrade Meng Lang at this moment, I must not follow the path preset by that group of militants, otherwise I will be surrounded by many dangers.  It's not that I'm afraid of the despicable methods of those armed men, but there's absolutely no need to waste a lot of time and energy on it.

    Anyone who wants to succeed in anything must not waste a lot of time and energy on useless work. This is simply the truth.

    Cheng Chong decided to avoid the road ahead, which was full of thorns and dangers. Even though it was the shortest road to the village where Meng Lang was imprisoned, he also decided to walk a little further to avoid this road and avoid that road.  A group of armed men carefully laid countless traps for him.

    After making up his mind, Cheng Chong quickly changed his direction and decided to go around from the right side of the road in front, making a big detour for it and catching it by surprise.

    Cheng Chong did not pause for a moment. After simply packing up the weapons and equipment of the four militants around him, he unexpectedly found some dry food on one of the militants. The dry food was some pasta similar to pancakes. He  Regardless of whether it tastes good or bad, he opens his hungry mouth and starts chewing.

    Yes, since last night, he has been consuming physical energy at a high intensity and has not eaten. At this time, he is already very hungry, and his body is in urgent need of replenishing energy.

    After he finished chewing in a few times, he took out the water bottle he carried with him and drank a few mouthfuls of water.  In principle, when a soldier survives in the wild, he should drink water in small sips and save limited water resources as much as possible. Even if he is extremely thirsty, he should take small sips. It is just a few more drinks. But at this moment, he couldn't care less.  That's all.

    After eating and drinking, he quickly turned to the right and ran wildly into the jungle.

    Along the way, Cheng Chong walked as fast as flying. In the dense jungle, in the space intertwined with thorns and vines, he was like an agile and fast cheetah, struggling to move forward in the wild green world.

    He is concerned about the safety of his comrade Meng Lang, and nothing can stop him from moving forward at this moment.

    However, what Cheng Chong never expected was that after such a detour, he actually walked three to four times or even five to six times the original distance.

    He originally just planned to go around the right side of the road in front of him, but he didn't know that this damn jungle can never be done whatever you want, and it will never be changed by human will.  There are many places in this weird jungle where people cannot travel at all. For example, there are high mountains and cliffs from time to time. During the travel, people can only make a detour before these impassable natural chasms.

    After going around like this, Cheng Chong was fortunately not knocked unconscious, but it was only when the sun set and the birds returned to the forest that Cheng Chong finally reached the village with difficulty. This was done with the help of his super strong power.  He could barely complete it despite his physical strength, which shows how many mistakes he made along the way.

    But this is what the militants never expected.

    They would never have thought that the Chinese soldier named Cheng would not follow the right path.; And he also pays great attention to concealment. Only when the eyes and attention of the two armed men leave his direction, he will continue to sneak forward. Once the eyes and attention of the two militants turn towards him,  , he lay quietly on the spot motionless, pretending to be a pile of weeds or bushes.

    In this way, Cheng Chong gradually shortened the distance between him and the two militants.

    At the same time, he was also thinking quickly about how to kill these two people better, faster and quietly. Although he hoped to use the lives of these two people to break the opponent's defensive stability and balance, he did not want to expose himself prematurely.  , because he had to use the lives of these two people to inflict panic on the psychology of this large group of armed men, so it would take some time for him to complete and deal with some things after killing these two people.

    If you expose yourself prematurely, then this goal will not be so easy to achieve.

    Cheng Chong quickly thought about this problem while lurking forward.

    When he got close to the two night wandering souls, he already had an idea in his mind.

    Yes, at this moment he decided to use a tiger-tooth dagger he had just captured as a flying knife. To be honest, although he was good at playing with knives, his skills in throwing flying knives were not very good, but there was nothing better at this moment.  With this method, we can only make do with it.

    And, when the distance between the two parties is relatively close, he still has a certain degree of confidence.

    Cheng Chong, who was lying not far behind the two night wandering souls, sneered softly in the darkness, then his face became solemn, his eyes widened, and a cold murderous aura poured out.

    Cheng Chong suddenly bowed his body, and his whole body was like an extremely compressed spring, and he rushed towards one of the armed men like a tiger pouncing on food.

    Just as he jumped forward at high speed, a tiger-tooth dagger flew out at high speed. The sharp tiger-tooth dagger flew straight to the back of the neck of an armed man at high speed.  In an instant, the sharp blade of the tiger-tooth dagger disappeared and cut off his aorta neatly. At this moment, the militant had not reacted at all.

    When another militant saw this, he was shocked. Just when he was about to react, Cheng Chong, who had already jumped out quickly, had already thrust his left palm straight into his mouth and nose with lightning speed.  He tightly covered his mouth and nose, and Cheng rushed towards the Eagle Warrior held in his right hand. As fast as lightning, the blade passed by, leaving a wound about two inches deep in his throat, which also cut  His trachea and aorta were severed.

    In an instant, blood spurted out from the throats of the two militants. The competition was particularly brilliant and strange in the thick darkness and dim light.

    However, although Cheng Chong had planned and planned for a long time, the militant who was hit by the flying knife did not die immediately, and there was nothing obstructing his mouth and nose. In other words, although his vocal organs had already  It was severely damaged, but it could still make some moaning sounds when it was about to die.

    But I saw him clutching his throat desperately, groaning and turning around slowly, looking at Cheng Chong with extremely horrified eyes. There were constant gurgling sounds from his throat, which showed that the blood spraying everywhere had hindered him.  of his trachea, forming a large number of bubbles, and this sound was caused by his blood blocking his trachea.

    Cheng Chong was about to let go of the militant whose mouth and nose was covered by him, and when he was about to inflict another blow on the militant who had been hit by a flying knife, he saw that the militant suddenly screamed abnormally, and then he calmed down.  He quietly fell to the ground and died, although his eyes were still full of fear and unwillingness.

    However, the militant¡¯s death cry was definitely not trivial, because it directly alarmed the highly nervous militants in the village.

    When a group of militants heard the news and rushed out to check, they only saw a pool of fresh blood on the ground where the two militants were standing guard, and two long blood stains that extended forward to the jungle.  deep.

    The angry Maimaiti did not listen to the dissuasion of the big black man at all, and hurriedly ordered a large group of armed men to follow the two fresh blood traces. His arrangement was not entirely reckless, because he was not completely sure about them.  Are the people dead? If those two people are still alive, then naturally more people will be sent to rescue them. Moreover, only by sending more people will he feel at ease. After all, judging from a series of things, the surname Cheng  The Chinese soldier in question is very extraordinary and must not be taken lightly.

    In fact, when the militant cried out on the verge of death, Cheng Chong was really flustered for a while, but he was alert and reacted immediately, and quickly drove the bodies of the two militants deep into the jungle.  Drag it away, deliberately leaving two fresh and visible traces of blood on the ground.

    He really wanted to use these two fresh bloodstains to lure most of the militants away, thereby breaking their defensive stability and balance.

    When the large group of armed men came out, Cheng Chong actually dragged the two corpses forward for only a few dozen meters. However, in the dark and dense jungle, the group had long been frightened.  The emboldened militants could only push and push forward slowly and search forward.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?

    He really wanted to use these two fresh bloodstains to lure most of the militants away, thereby breaking their defensive stability and balance.

    When the large group of armed men came out, Cheng Chong actually dragged the two corpses forward for only a few dozen meters. However, in the dark and dense jungle, the group had long been frightened.  The emboldened militants could only push and push forward slowly and search forward.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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