"That's a must. If you do something random, you will definitely become the thirteenth person who is beaten to death. The one in front of you seems to be a ten-year-old girl. The taste is really sour...you~"

The supervisor said this and ended abruptly because his ak47 had fallen into the other party's hands. The most terrifying thing was that there was a bright knife inserted under his shoulder. The pain made him lose consciousness instantly. When he woke up again, he was already in a ditch covered by branches and leaves, his mouth was stuffed with something. In front of him was the terrifying face, and his will collapsed instantly.

"Do you know who said it now?"

"Uh-huh."

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you won't scream when I take out the things in your mouth, right?"

"Uh-huh."

My life is about to be gone, and the supervisor has no other way but nodding.

"Very good." Remove the stuffing from his mouth, cold thorn holds the hilt of the field knife, and as long as the bastard moves, he will directly send the knife into his heart. "What are your name? What is the code today? How many people here? What is the name of the in charge?..."

After almost ten minutes, Leng Thorn had already obtained all the information he wanted from the supervisor. There were about 300 "flower farmers" in this base, all of whom were unemployed vagrants from all over the country and surrounding villages. The personnel were very mobile and they were not familiar with each other.

"Brother, we were a little misunderstood just now. I said everything I know. Can you let me go? Don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone."

As time goes by, the supervisor's thinking gradually becomes clear. The bastard's problem is obviously to get into the base. As the only insider, he knows very well how dangerous the situation is at this moment. In order to survive, he seems to think he should do something.

"I will definitely let you go, but before this, I would like to ask what the ten-year-old girl you mentioned who was shot by you in the head is so good?"

“Like this…”

After a long time of procrastination, he finally found a handy stone in the ditch. The supervisor smashed Leng Tzu's head without saying a word, but his little movements could not escape Leng Tzu's eyes, and he did not waste his expression at all. He saw that he used a little force on his hand, and the extremely sharp field sword directly stabbed the beast's heart.

"Beast, I hope you enjoy it in hell."

I found a hoe by the pool and dug a hole. Cold thorn buried the supervisor named Little Bee on the spot, and then took his ak47 to patrol according to the route he provided.

...

"Captain Poway, still hasn't found the target?"

The four-wheeled drones have returned to the temporary base, and a new defense circle has been built, Matur knows that this means no targets were found in the previous drone control area.

"This is a very cunning opponent. What do you think of the deputy captain?"

The deputy captain Powell mentioned is actually the staff officer of Powell's squadron. If Powell has any indecisive matters, he will ask for his opinions.

"First, it's certain that this opponent has arrived; second, he certainly hasn't escaped; third, he must be within the control of the drone."

"Play less word games, where exactly?" Every time I hear the deputy captain talking, Powell doesn't make a fuss.

"In the poppy field." Pointing to the electronic map of the white thin boy, the deputy captain said firmly, "There is a saying in China that is to put it to death and then live, which means that the most dangerous place is the safest. After escaping the first wave of attacks, this opponent knew that he was in a desperate situation, so he chose to continue to advance and enter the poppy field, so even if he digs the outer edges to the sky, he will not be able to find it."

The deputy captain usually doesn't speak much, but he has to list one, two, and three for every sentence, which makes people feel upset when listening to it.

"Poppy Field?" Looking at the lush poppy behind him, Matuer felt enlightened, "Yes, it's such a good place to hide."

"Since that's the case, it's easy to deal with. The drone on duty can work for four hours. The captain can use the four drones in standby to search the poppy field thoroughly. I believe the results will be produced soon."

Mercenary squads such as the white skinny man are usually only responsible for Powell. Unless they are beautiful women, they will habitually skip them, even Matuer is no exception.

"Just do it like this, act quickly. I am looking forward to meeting this opponent like the general." The visitor was elusive. Powell knew that he was not an ordinary person, and he was ready for a fierce battle in his heart.

"clear."

With the white and thin man's fingers flying up and down, the drone that had just landed took off again, and searched the huge poppy field in less than ten minutes.

"There are too many people in the poppy field to tell who is who." Faced with more than 300 "flower farmers", the white and thin man is powerless.

"This is easy to deal with. General, you immediately order everyone to return to the open space. Pay attention to everyone's identity verification. The drone continues to search, and the escape or stay still is our target."

"Do as he said." Although there has been no substantial progress, Matull did not doubt Powell's squadron.

"clear."

With Matur's order, a harsh alarm sounded from the poppy base housing area. After observing for so many days, the cold thorn hidden in it must know what it means, so he quickly gathered in the room area.

He plunged into the open space, and Leng Tsai was called aside by two bearded men and asked softly: "What is the code today? Speak it in a low voice, so that no one can hear it."

“Grilled boar.”

Leng Thi with innocent faces, he used three words to correct the standard earthly words. The bearded man pushed him into the crowd in the open space with disappointment. The people here are very mobile, and he worked in poppy fields all day long, with a dusty face, his beard as long as thatched, and he could not recognize who was whom. Only the codes changed every day can prove each other's identities.

"Come here." I thought I had successfully escaped, but just after I got into the crowd, Leng Thorn saw a fat man wearing a red turban shouting at him. His nerves suddenly tense up, and his hands subconsciously clasped ak47. If they were really exposed, he would fight to the death with the enemy.

"How many times have you said that you must hand over the weapon when gathering, and you are looking for death?"

"Sorry, I'm a little nervous about gathering in advance. I forgot, I won't be the example, and I won't be the example~" After handing ak47, Cold Thorn was scared and sweated.

"What's going on with this army? It's definitely not from the Matur drug cartel."

After being in the team for about ten minutes, Leng Tsu saw a small army with well-equipped and first-class formation appear, and the drum beats in his heart began to beat.

"Everyone is paying attention. Standing in three rows, we need to verify a very important issue." Looking at the big fat man's voice, Long Tshu's heart was about to jump out because he saw his goal: Matuer, although this bastard was mixed in the crowd without saying a word, the tight bodyguard team around him had completely betrayed him.
Chapter completed!