Qin Changfeng thought for a moment and said: "Determine their location and send out our Long Yan special forces."

"Catch these people and remember to live."

"Yes..." The scout quickly went out to complete the task assigned by Qin Changfeng.

Qin Changfeng squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the map, but he was secretly thinking in his heart why the French army chose to send a team of eleven people into the mountain at this time.

There are countless landmines lurking in the mountains. If you go out hastily now, you might encounter landmines.

Qin Changfeng looked at the map, trying to figure out the French commander's intentions.

...

And on the other hand.

French scouts and cartographer Bob go into the mountains.

Now that the weather is getting warmer and not so cold anymore, everything is beginning to revive, and the densely forested mountains are beginning to look green, but this is not good news for draftsmen.

The sprouting branches and leaves on the trees will make it difficult for him to observe the terrain, especially the dangers that may exist on the ground.

This will affect the accuracy of the map produced, and combat requires very high terrain maps, but the Longyan people have obviously been aware of this problem for a long time.

The mountain peaks where the terrain can be observed have long been blocked by the Dragon Flame Army.

Now if they want to draw a terrain map that can meet combat standards, they can only observe among those small mountain peaks.

A relatively precise topographic map was produced. However, Bob had a pessimistic intuition about this. The Longyan people might have anticipated their movements.

The best proof is that the Longyan Army has sealed off various peaks.

Bob sighed, looking at the jungle not far away as if it was about to swallow him.

Smith, the captain of the French reconnaissance team, glanced at the sun hanging in the center of the sky, emitting a dazzling and warm light.

He then looked at Bob, the draftsman they were escorting, who was out of breath from exhaustion. After Smith glanced around to make sure there was no danger, he said: "Rest where you are, you two go and guard the surroundings."

After the arrangements were made, Smith came to Bob with a kettle.

Bob looked at the kettle that Smith handed him, took it, and swallowed the cold and sweet water in big gulps.

Smith looked at him and sneered: "I really don't understand how you were recruited into the army with a physique like yours. Your current condition is worse than that of a child."

Bob exhaled two breaths, gestured to the place ahead that was blocked by dense woods and could not see the route, and said, "I was recruited in order to let troops like you see what's ahead."

"Do you understand, Smith, that your battle plan cannot be implemented without the assistance of my map drawing."

"It's like you don't know what's behind this jungle now."

Smith laughed and said, "Then I have to thank you for the map you drew. I hope it can help us get home safely."

"Okay, let's set off after we've had enough rest. We're still some distance away from the top of this mountain."

"We have to send you up before dark, otherwise, you won't be able to draw the map here today."

Smith stood up and was about to set off, but at this moment.

A gunshot broke the silence of the woods.

Bob quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from, which was the dark jungle in front of them.

"Captain Smith, put your people on guard, we are under attack."

Bob hurriedly pulled Captain Smith beside him.

But the other party didn't respond. Bob was really frightened. He was not a professional soldier, just a cartographer who could make maps.
Chapter completed!