In order to prevent Ye Zheng, who was paranoid, from going overboard, the Colonel Niedifi had specially arranged two soldiers to spy on him.

That night, Ye Zheng finished his meal and sat in meditation in the house. As if he had received a huge blow to his soul, and became completely dispirited.

"He must have had an affair with that woman."

A soldier walked to the corridor outside and observed Ye Zheng through the crack of the door, while speaking to his comrade quietly.

"Pitiful. He died too miserably."

His companion nodded and replied in a low voice.

"Do you think the Colonel will send us on a search?"

The first soldier said, "When I think of the jungle, the mosquitoes, the venomous snakes, and that crazy Song Cai, I just don't know."

"Me too …"

A look of fear appeared on his companion's face.

Just as they were about to continue their conversation, they suddenly felt something heavy hit their necks, causing them to faint in an instant.

At one in the morning, the Colonel Niedifi was woken up by a messenger.

He thought there was a sneak attack, so he quickly put on his clothes and jumped up to retrieve his weapon from the headboard.

The military camp was in chaos. There were people walking everywhere, but no sound of light weapon s striking could be heard.

"Mr. Ye Zheng has disappeared."

the staff officer said to the colonel.

"How preposterous!"

Colonel Niedifi clenched his teeth and asked: "Where are the two trash in charge of monitoring him?"

"Looks like he was knocked unconscious. He dragged him into the house, put him onto the bed, covered him with a blanket, and stuffed the other one under the bed."

The staff officer hesitated before saying, "Worse yet, the arsenal was stolen …"

"We have dozens of people taking turns to guard the armory!"

The colonel almost shouted.

"But the arsenal lost something."

The staff officer said, "Two M-16, two hundred rounds of 5.56 mm bullets, and four grenades …"

"Ye Zheng!"

The colonel's eyes lit up, "He's going to do it alone!"

"He's looking to die!"

The staff officer's face turned pale.

"Should we attack immediately?"

an officer asked.

"Everyone, return to your posts. Without my order, you are not to act rashly."

Colonel Niedifi gritted his teeth.

The torrential rain had stopped, and the faint moonlight shone through the gaps in the leaves and onto the wet ground.

In the forest, Ye Zheng carried two M-16 branches and rapidly advanced as if nothing could stop him.

His stealth speed was extremely fast and he was as agile as a leopard.

In a jungle battle, marching and hiding were an art form.

Although he was familiar with the map, it was his first time entering this forest, and Ye Zheng had almost lost his way several times.

In the dense forest, there were hidden dangers and damp and rotten scents everywhere. Even an experienced veteran had to be cautious.

Two years ago, Ye Zheng had ambushed a transportation team of the drug owls in the forest at the southwest border.

That day, it was also like this in the forest, the moonlight, the quiet environment, and after the short and concentrated sounds of light weapon shooting, the forest was filled with the thick smell of blood, as well as the moans of the dying … Ye Zheng was encouraged by the strong desire for revenge. After walking in the mud for four hours, he did not feel exhausted at all.

Before long, he discovered traces of human activities. Very clearly, he was very close to Song Cai's camp.

A faint white light appeared in the sky, revealing the skin of a fish belly. A new day was about to begin.

As Ye Zheng advanced, he carefully analyzed the situation. There had to be a checkpoint in the vicinity of the Poisonous Owl Camp.

and "Sentinel"

There were also small patrols.

He had to take care of these people first before he could catch them off guard.

If the information was not wrong, Song Cai had more than two hundred people.

However, it was impossible for Song Cai to gather everyone in a single camp. The main camp would only have a maximum of a hundred people, and the rest would be spread out to various places nearby to take cover and other tasks to prevent them from getting wiped out in one fell swoop.

If they could quickly seize Song Cai, they could disintegrate.

Relying on his sharp hearing, Ye Zheng heard the sound of his leather boots stepping on the mud, as well as the light rustling of the leaves.

According to his own judgement, these were Song Cai's subordinates, a small group of armed patrols.

In practically an instant, Ye Zheng had already made his decision to accept the challenge.

Four armed men carrying an old-fashioned AK-47 walked towards Ye Zheng.

They were dark, sturdy, and wore dirty camouflage uniforms. They looked exhausted and relaxed. As they walked, they talked to each other in Siamese language. It was obvious that they were dissatisfied with the patrolling mission after the heavy rain.

Suddenly, they saw that a piece of the trunk of a large tree not far from them had been skinned and engraved with a strange symbol.

The four of them held up their weapons vigilantly, fanning out to surround the body. However, there was no one around them, only an M-16 pole that had been lost under the tree.

The leader of the group picked up a weapon that did not belong to the drug lord. Surprise was written all over his face as he conversed with his subordinates about something.

One of his men pointed at the symbol on the tree, his face showing a nervous expression, as he stuttered.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the nearby grass like lightning. It was Ye Zheng.

He used the lost weapons and strange symbols to disrupt the opponent's attention. Taking advantage of the enemy being unprepared, he decisively attacked with both hands at the same time. With two muffled sounds, the two armed men were crushed to pieces before they could even raise their weapons.

Then, Ye Zheng's right leg stomped on the ground, breaking the third member's face, who flew two metres away like a kite with its string cut, heavily onto the tree trunk, not moving at all.

The captain picked up the AK with one hand and reached for his cell phone with the other.

"Crack!"

With two sounds, the captain's right leg was fractured and he fell to the ground. Before he could shout out, a big hand had already covered his nose and mouth.

Ye Zheng looked down at him from above and briefly asked: "Song Cai?"

The scout captain's eyes were filled with anger as he stared at Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng slowly released his hand, wanting to inquire about some information.

Just as the captain was about to shout, Ye Zheng snorted and quickly grabbed his throat and applied strength.

Someone once said, "Don't look into the eyes of the person you've killed, otherwise, he will remember you in another world and pester you non-stop."

However, Ye Zheng did not mind at all. He stared intently at the eyes of the captain until his eyes turned a deathly gray.

He wanted his opponent to turn into a ferocious ghost, but he didn't dare to find him, the Evil God!

A few minutes later, Ye Zheng quickly and effectively hid the four bodies and continued to head towards the Poisonous Owl's camp.

Along the way, they found another four-man patrol team.

These four people were obviously in the same group as the dead body in front of them. They were lazily carrying AK-47s on their shoulders, with a reluctant look on their faces.

"Song Cai this bastard, you want us to roll in the mud?"

One of them complained in Siamese, "Hurry up and finish this mission. I still want to go back and rest."

Ye Zheng suddenly launched a sneak attack and jumped down from the tall tree.

After a few seconds, the four would rest forever and never have to "roll around in the mud" again.

Got it.