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Chapter 1949 Whereabouts Exposed

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    Mr. K and the Jungle Cat Special Forces searched for Lin Rui all night.  But there was too much rain in the tropical jungle and it was night, which put their search work in trouble.

    It was not until dawn that a search team found a bloody camouflage cloth strip in the nearby jungle.

    "This is the standard jungle camouflage uniform, the standard of the US Army." Mr. K picked up the strip of cloth and looked at it. "There was a lot of blood, which shows that he was seriously injured. With such an injury, he must try to stop the bleeding immediately, otherwise  There¡¯s no way to escape.¡±

    "But he did escape. I think he must have an accomplice to help him." The lieutenant of the Jungle Cat Army whispered.

    "It's impossible. From midnight to early morning yesterday, our people conducted a thorough sweep of the entire area. The surrounding area is the focus. Several of our teams screened it back and forth at least three or four times. If he is hiding in  There's no way we didn't find it here." A U.S. Army second lieutenant replied.

    "Can you guarantee it, second lieutenant?" Mr. K looked at the second lieutenant and asked in a deep voice.

    "Yes, sir. I can guarantee it, because I personally led the team to check here twice. Plus other search teams nearby. Even if he is a rabbit, we should find him out."  the lieutenant replied.

    "So, this is the only clue he left? Nothing more was found in the surrounding area?" Mr. K asked reluctantly.

    "Nothing was found, sir. He seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. No footprints, no blood. He left nothing behind. We once suspected that he chose to escape from a nearby river or waterway to avoid us. Even  We sent people to intercept him downstream, but they didn't find him." The lieutenant frowned.

    Mr. K¡¯s expression was gloomy and he muttered, ¡°When he was injured, if the wound was not treated in time, it would be difficult for him to escape too far. But there are no traces of him nearby, could it be that¡±

    The lieutenant of the Jungle Cat Troop squatted down, checked the traces on the ground, and frowned, "There are no other traces left. There is only this bloody camouflage strip. Is this just a trap to confuse us?"

    "You want to say that he was not actually injured?" Mr. K looked at the lieutenant and said.

    "At least there is this possibility. Maybe it is the blood of our wounded soldiers. He deliberately left this piece of cloth here to let us focus the search in this area. Then, he would try to pass through the area where our search strength is relatively weak.  mused the lieutenant of the jungle cat unit.

    "No, he must be injured, there is no doubt about it." Mr. K shook his head and said, "I wounded him with my own hands. He was shot in the torso, I am sure. The sentry at the entrance to the underground fortification also encountered him.  , and found that he was indeed injured.¡±

    "This is strange. He was injured, but there were no traces left at all elsewhere." The lieutenant said to himself, "Did he have air support and helicopter response?"

    "This is impossible. Last night, except for us, the previous teams were also ordered to retreat to intercept the assassin. If a helicopter wants to rescue people, it will fly low, so the helicopter flying low at night will send out  The sound of the engine can't hide it from us at all," the ensign replied.

    Mr. K¡¯s eyes suddenly moved and he shouted sternly, ¡°We have been fooled, go back immediately!¡±

    "Where are you going back to?" the lieutenant asked in surprise.

    "Go back to the base!" Mr. K shouted loudly, "He didn't go anywhere at all, but returned to the base while we were vigorously searching for him. Damn it, we were all fooled by him."

    "Go back immediately!" The lieutenant also woke up and immediately shouted the order.

    The jungle cat troop team quickly rushed back to their base.

    "Quick, quick, surround all exits and conduct a comprehensive search. The enemy is very likely to be hiding inside the base. Lieutenant, I need your people to split up and other teams to surround this place. Then the two teams will search in different areas." Mr. K shouted loudly.

    "Yes, sir." The lieutenant nodded.  "The third team is following me, and the other teams are responsible for guarding." He and Mr. K each rushed into the base with a group of people and started searching.

    Nothing was found at first. Just when everyone thought it was just Mr. K's misjudgment, one of the lieutenant's men discovered the traces left by Lin Rui.

    They found blood stains in the abandoned warehouse of the base. A group of U.S. troops approached with weapons on guard, but the warehouse was empty.

    ¡°Damn it, he¡¯s already run away.¡± The lieutenant looked at the bloody bandages and first aid kit on the ground, feeling a little depressed.

    Mr. K squatted down silently, picked up the bloody bullet from the ground, and whispered, "This is my bullet, it must be him."

    "He??Cunning.  After actually escaping, he turned back.  "The lieutenant frowned.

    "We were desperately searching for him outside, but here he calmly treated the wound and took the bullet from his own wound." Mr. K shook his head and checked the first aid kit with his hands.  "He lost bandages, hemostatic medicine, and he injected himself with antibiotics."

    Mr. K picked up another piece of wrapping paper from the ground and smelled it, "It's chocolate. It seems that our opponent still had a leisurely meal and slept here. He waited until the next morning  We set out on the road in high spirits. But we were still wandering in the woods at that time."

    "Oh, these damn Russians are so cunning." The lieutenant said with some annoyance.

    "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Lieutenant." Mr. K was silent for a while and shook his head, "I don't think this person is a Russian agent."

    "But besides the Russian intelligence agency, who else would want to kill these two agents captured by us?" the lieutenant frowned.

    "Maybe they are behind these assassins, but it is definitely not the Russian intelligence agency that carried out this mission." Mr. K shook his head and said, "This is not consistent with their way of action. Their actions are not like Russian agents, but more like Russian agents."  Like a special team.¡±

    "Could it be a special forces unit under the intelligence department? For example, the Signal Flag Special Forces often engage in activities outside Russia." the lieutenant asked.

    "It's not like, if it's the Signal Flag Force, they should have more people and better backup. And it's hard to hide their actions from us at the CIA. If it was theirs, we should have gotten the news a long time ago  ." Mr. K shook his head.

    "Who could that be?" the lieutenant said with a frown.

    "This is the US military's jungle combat uniform, used by the army." Mr. K took the bloody camouflage cloth in his hand and pointed to the chocolate wrapper on the ground. "If I'm not mistaken, this is also the US military's war preparation food.  , equipped for Air Force pilots."

    "You mean the assassin is an American?" the lieutenant asked in surprise.

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