When the man surnamed Zhang walked through the last swamp covered with mud and stepped on the edge of the slightly flat mud pool, he pointed to a footprint and explained to Jia Long.

"What? Did you be chased by a motorcycle in front of you a few days ago? Why didn't you say earlier, what if they chased you from this road?"

Jia Long's expression stopped and almost got angry.

"Don't worry, there is no sound of engines in front of you. I don't believe that they will stay on the hillside waiting for me in such deep mountains and forests."

The man surnamed Zhang is full of self-confidence.

But what he met was Jia Long laughing and crying.

The girl took off her shoelaces while being angry, took off her jungle boots that were already soaked and covered with mud, and washed them in a relatively clear water source.

Another smiled bitterly, pointing to the drone flying in the sky...

"Well."

The man surnamed Zhang knew why Jia Long looked like this.

Because they are broadcasting live.

Damn, he forgot about this and told all the information.

A few kilometers away, the red-eyed commander man heard the ringing of a satellite phone on the side tricycle.

"Hey, the satellite phone rings? Didn't it mean that our country does not have its own dedicated satellite yet, so all satellite communications rely on special methods to borrow satellite systems from other countries. In order not to be discovered, they can only be hung up once or twice occasionally? Why do anyone hang up the phone?"

The commander answered the phone in surprise.

"What? They are there, hahaha, thank you brothers from the Intelligence Department and the Liaison Department. Don't worry, you will be rewarded with me. Yes, I'll hurry over now."

After a moment, the commander smiled bloodily and his eyes were filled with light.

A curve that would never be cracked by an ordinary person was cracked, and he laughed while sounding the alarm horn.

"You are limited to fifteen minutes. Get all of them back soon. If you can't come back, you won't have to go back."

The high-ranking soldiers of the New Century Kingdom looked down on low-ranking soldiers. Except for the medium-ranking soldiers who were slightly attracted to them, the low-ranking soldiers were injured and died, so they didn't care at all.

When he yelled with his trumpet, it was like a hundred beasts coming out of the mountain in the jungle, and a large area was clattering.

A person with blood-red eyes was wearing camouflage uniforms, some of whom were even seriously injured for some reason, but each of them ran and knocked out of the jungle and rushed to the eyes of the high soldiers and stood.

"Are there many missing people? Hey, these people will be treated as missing. Those who can go back can be accepted by themselves, and those who can't go back can be... let them live and die."

The so-called senior warrior commander, regardless of the dozens of people lost, ordered all red-eyed people to get on the motorcycle.

There were more than 200 people when they arrived, but only more than 170 people were left. The motorcycle was much empty, and some red-eyed people were actually riding in a car alone.

"Get out quickly. I've wasted my time arresting people. I'll cut you."

"roar!"

"Scream!"

After a strange response, the motorcycle engines started, and then drove towards the direction shown by the commander.

I have to say that even if there is not much wisdom, we can train carefully in some aspects. Low-level red-eyed warriors are much more skilled than soldiers in normal human countries.

Especially in terms of "obedient", he is almost a perfect soldier.
Chapter completed!