The dark sand forest, shrouded in the night, is particularly mysterious. The leaves on the tree are whirling and swaying under the wind.

Suddenly, dark shadows emerged from the woods. A heavily armed man with a group of dark faced team members darted out of the woods. The black man who took the lead was about 30 years old. He shook his bald head and couldn't see clearly in the dark.

The leading black man wore a pair of military night market glasses and a smell of African wild lions. He looked very fierce. He looked at the special watch for special forces with surprised eyes and was silent.

"Captain, they all say that the desert in the northwest of China is a mercenary hell, and few teams dare to accept this training. I think the environment is cooler than ours, but the scenery is still good."

A team member looked back at the sand forest and said with a smile.

"Our wild lion team has never seen any bad weather in the African desert. Such weather can only be said to be very cool. I feel happier when I think of facing these pampered special forces. Hunting them makes me feel more happy. Considering their combat effectiveness, we only need two seconds to settle, hahaha!"

One of the team members said here and laughed contemptuously.

Hearing the talk of the team members, the captain forgot the worry that his team had just lost two combat power. It may be because he looked too high on Jason and Ike, but if he met the team that destroyed them, they would pay a heavy price.

"That's natural. Our wild lion special forces team is in the top five of the world's special forces. We just received the news that the two destroyed special forces teams didn't even enter the top ten. It's a matter of course that they were easily solved by other teams, not to mention that if they dare to block in front of us, they will be easily culled by us like antelopes."

The black captain said proudly at this time.

"Of course." One of the team members proudly said that they didn't pay attention to the enemy at all in their hearts, and continued: "these teams are really too weak. Just now I caught the special team member, and unexpectedly said that they were in ambush. I also said that there was a special force with strange fighting who appeared in the special team. I think they were stunned by each other."

"But I don't know why. Although Jason is very weak, I know Ike's strength. How could he be eliminated? Maybe he met the other party's ambush. After all, Ike is very good at close combat, but it's still worse when he meets a gun master."

The black captain thought deeply that the gunshot he heard just now should be as he thought.

However, there was only one shot. How could both of them be killed? I thought Jason's close combat was at the end of his team, and he might have been solved by the other party.

"But don't forget our principle. Don't let anyone dare to challenge our team, the special forces of the wild lion team, spit out the ferocity without the African lion, then I will personally solve such a coward in the team."

The black captain said and swept away at his team members. When the team members saw the captain's fierce eyes, they quickly nodded.

"Captain, don't worry."

At the moment, the team members showed their resolute faces, flashed a touch of murderous spirit, and said coldly, "come to the team that teases the beards of male lions, we will certainly let them see the roar of desert male lions, which will definitely make them die."

When the black captain heard the team members' answers, he felt very proud. He took out a portable wine bottle from his arms, unscrewed the lid, looked up and drank it. He waved to the team to continue to move towards the gunshot.

At this time, a wolf like roar came from the distance, which made people feel a burst of panic.

"Captain, it's not good to have wolves."

The team members stopped moving forward, and everyone stared around with bated breath, and their hearts pounded.

"What are you afraid of? I also killed the male lion on the African grassland with my bare hands. What's the fear of a wolf's cry? If the wolf dares to come and die, I'll invite everyone to eat roast wolf meat tonight."

The black captain heard the wolf roar and looked excitedly in the direction of the sound.

"Great, there's meat to eat. Since I accepted the task until now, I haven't had a good meal. Unexpectedly, there's food in front of me. It's really God's attachment."

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One of the players smiled happily.

Another team member was just about to speak, but he found a dozen pairs of green and cool eyes suddenly staring at his team in the grass.

"It's a pack of wolves, not a wild wolf, but a pack of wild wolves."

The player stretched out his fingers and pointed to the wolves. He looked at the wolves with some fear, took off the *, which was straddled on his shoulder, aimed at the wolves, and said timidly.

"Yes, how can there be so many wolves? What the hell is this desert area? There are so many wolves all at once."

"No, we are surrounded by wolves. These cunning beasts seem to be trapping us."

"God, look, these dark green eyes are getting more and more. I'm afraid there are no less than 50 wolves now, which have formed a circle around us."

"It's not good. You can clearly see with night vision goggles that there is long saliva dripping on each end of the mouths of these wolves. They are hungry wolves, which are more powerful than wild wolves."

"What should we do now? Guns are useless. These empty bullets will not cause any substantial damage to wolves."

The team members looked at the wolves that were still growing in number, and their cold sweat rose up, and their backs looked like countless cold reptiles, slowly creeping here.

"Don't panic, everyone. Start in the defensive formation and put bayonets on all of you. If it's not empty, I will kill you animals."

But looking at the wolves that are still increasing around, the black captain also has some palpitations. Although he can fight the male lion with his bare hands, it is only one head. Even if a male and a female are placed in front of him, he will not be afraid.

But now the situation is a little too terrible. Hundreds of wolves have surrounded them. Look at the fierce eyes of these vicious beasts.

The hungry wolves kept making a ferocious sound of "purring" in their mouths, and they were not in a hurry to rush forward, as if they were destroying the enemy's spirit, as if they were not in a hurry to kill their prey when hunting food, playing with this weak enemy and collapsing them mentally.

At this time, the black captain finally felt the existence of the crisis. At this time, the wild lion team, as just said, had a delicious meal, but only made a reversal, and the object of the meal became themselves.