Chapter 121

Rao was so helpless that Cheng Chong could only watch countless bullets roar away in the direction of Meng Lang. At the moment, he could only and had to quietly lurk in the dense bushes, quietly waiting for the best opportunity.

The impact point began to extend to the front with the direction of Meng Lang's running. Naturally, those who followed forward were those who opened fire with their rifles, or were murderous demons.

First of all, a group of militants with at least seven or eight people approached Cheng Chong. Cheng Chong hardly expected that their clothes were almost the same as those of the militants of Yidong organization who fought face-to-face with him last time. The only difference was that these militants were wearing a camouflage cloak.

Seeing that these people have been close to themselves, several people are not even two or three meters away from themselves. If Cheng chongmeng jumps up and takes the opportunity to fight with a knife, it is enough to solve two or three militants immediately without any pressure.

But he didn't and couldn't.

Because this group of armed elements is only their leading force. After this group of armed elements, more people are really flocking here. If Cheng Chong shows up at this time, he is bound to be sandwiched between the two groups of armed elements. In that way, Cheng Chong will be difficult to fly even if he inserts his wings.

This is not because he is afraid of death, but if he wants to defeat the enemy, he must first preserve himself, otherwise, everything is empty talk and nonsense.

Angry Cheng Chong stared angrily at the nearby militants in front of him. His eyes seemed to be burning, but for the time being, he could only watch them silently. They were still shooting at their comrades in arms Meng Lang, but there was nothing he could do.

That feeling, not to mention how uncomfortable.

But he can only endure, even gnashing his teeth. Although he has a knife in his heart, tolerance is the real man. If he can't help but jump out and expose himself at the moment, he will not only fall into a desperate situation, but also Meng Lang, who has run a distance, may be unable to escape the fate of being pursued endlessly and finally killed.

At the moment, he has a heavy responsibility, Alexander. He is the only key point and hope that can reverse the adverse situation on the battlefield. He must do so much. All his actions must be cautious and cautious. He must not act rashly.

He had no choice but to do so.

The armed men chasing Meng Lang continued to move forward, roaring, jumping, yelling and abusing, and continued to shoot forward. Their arrogance could almost ignite the dense jungle.

In the past, this group of armed elements was less than 100 meters, and their follow-up troops quickly pressed up. The number of their follow-up troops was very large, at least hundreds of people. They were deployed on the front line, distributed left and right, and served as fire support points for each other. They went hand in hand and pushed forward arrogantly.

And a small number of people have begun to move rapidly to both sides, hoping to surround themselves and Meng Lang. Unfortunately, because of the dense jungle and the dim light at night, they didn't find that they were chasing only one person at the moment, and the other person was quietly lurking not far from them, waiting for the best time, ready to jump out and quickly deprive some of them of their lives, but they didn't know it at all.

The subsequent armed elements swaggered forward boldly and defiantly, thinking that the companions in front had opened up a safe and broad road for them, so they walked very at ease and had no necessary vigilance and corresponding preventive measures.

When he saw the last armed element of the other party's follow-up force walking past him as if nothing had happened, Cheng Chong resolutely jumped out of the latent ground and turned his body strangely. The eagle warrior who had long been out of his sheath had sharply drawn a death arc at the other party's throat.

In an instant, the armed man was cut through the throat of the main artery by the flying eagle warrior. The blood was like a blowout. The blood sprayed by the powerful jet was as spectacular as a fountain. If it was illuminated by the colored lights at the moment, it would be particularly gorgeous and gorgeous.

A moment later, the armed man had no choice but to fall to the ground, even though there was still reluctance and infinite desire for life in his enlarged pupils.

Cheng Chong succeeded successfully and completely saw off the other party quietly without disturbing anyone at all. However, he didn't stop for a moment, but quickly attacked. However, he was always forced by Cheng Chong's extremely fierce attack and didn't dare to be distracted. Therefore, he didn't send out any cry for help and early warning to his companions. He could barely Parry Cheng Chong's extremely rapid and fierce attack only by concentrating and paying high attention. However, He has gradually felt a little powerless, because several times, Cheng Chong's dagger has kissed his body several times, and his body has suffered more than one or two knife wounds.

Taking this opportunity, Cheng Chong didn't give the other party any chance to breathe. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum and made the attack more fierce. While the other party was in a hurry to parry, Cheng Chong turned around quickly and strangely, took the knife with him, and the sharp Eagle warrior quickly pierced the other party's chest between the lightning stones, and then picked it up obliquely, He cut off each other's throat, trachea and major artery.

In an instant, the blood gushed. The gunman made a loud noise in his throat. At the moment, he hurriedly dropped his rifle and protected the broken throat with both hands in order to stop the blood blowout.

However, all he did at the moment was futile. Within half a minute, he was extremely angry because of blood loss and hypoxia, although there was still a fear of death and an infinite longing for life in his still wide open eyes.

It's time! Anyone who dares to offend Huaxia should come to this end!

Cheng Chong glanced at the other party in a hurry, and then attached himself to receive the other party's guns and ammunition. Then when he picked up the other party's rifle, he found that the other party's rifle was obviously lighter than the AK47 rifle, and the gun was also very different from the AK47 rifle in appearance.

When Cheng Chong looked at it in a hurry, he found that the rifle in his hand was actually an m16a2 automatic rifle, which was famous in the world.

M16a2 automatic rifle is designed and finalized by Stoner, a famous firearms designer in Sam country, the world's largest tyrant country. This is a small caliber automatic rifle with a caliber of only 5.56 mm. Because of its small caliber, the bullet charge is relatively small, so that many parts of the whole gun body can be reduced accordingly. Therefore, the gun becomes relatively lightweight.

Because of its lightness, high shooting accuracy and strong continuous combat ability, this kind of gun is very suitable for short-range rapid fire and assault. This is also the main reason why regular armies in many countries in the world use this kind of gun.

This is a gun with many advantages. It is usually used by the militants of Yidong organization. The AK47 rifle, which is characterized by simplicity and carrying, is not at the same level at all. However, the gun suddenly appeared in the armed man's hand, which seemed strange and strange.

Because the other party's skill is really extraordinary, because the firearms used by the other party are completely different from the militants of ordinary Yidong organization. This can't help but arouse Cheng Chong's curiosity and incomprehension, because on the battlefield, any detail of the opponent is worth and even necessary to study carefully. After all, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can we win a hundred battles.

Cheng Chong quickly bent down and looked at the breathless armed man carefully. When he looked closer, he found that the armed man was actually a white man in the West. He was not like those black and white people with brown complexion organized by ITO. That is to say, he was probably not an armed man organized by ITO, At least at the moment, it is certain that he is not the same kind of person as the militants organized by ITO.

So, who would he be? What kind of identity does he have? Why did he join the battle? If it's none of his business, what prompted him to join in?

With a series of questions, Cheng Chong looked at each other carefully again.

In the process of looking carefully, Cheng Chong suddenly found a strange tattoo on the right side of the armed man's neck. When he looked closer, he found that the tattoo was a scorpion with teeth and claws, and the size was as big as a small half of a slap.

Because it was in the dark night, the color of the tattoo could not be distinguished clearly.

However, it was in this dark night, in the extremely dark jungle, the scorpion tattoo stabbed on the gunman's neck became more and more strange and inexplicable.