C582 Strange Courtyard

How would Huang Guigu know? There were many hunting bandits and locals in this place. When they saw the strange mouth of the dog, it was as if they had seen the God of Plagues. They turned around and ran.

Of course, sometimes, they would shoot a few times and run.

There was a story circulating in the local area:

A group of lions, a group of African wolves, and a few mongrel mutt soldiers fought for two full days. Their flesh and blood were everywhere, and their fur was flying everywhere. All the beasts in the valley were watching from afar, and their expressions were miserable.

The final result was that the two lions were alive. Only one of the mongrel mutt soldiers died, becoming the absolute victor.

Every place had its own way of survival. Every forest had its own unique king.

Among these strange tongue-dogs, the three smaller ones were also 60 kg, and the one in the lead was even more majestic and powerful. It was a full 80 kg.

In fact, the mother of the dog pack had been hunting with three adult children when the big guy was still alive. She had already set her eyes on the yellow root pillar.

Based on their experience, this tall guy was running on the brink of death. As long as he pounced on it, his throat would bleed instantly and he would be bitten as he pleased.

The moment Huang jumped over the hill, his feet slid on the ground and made an ear-piercing sound. Then, he leaned back and raised the muzzle of his gun. He watched the two dogs leap up. The machine gun was inserted in the middle of them and hit them hard on the left and right.

"Bang, bang. . . " There were a few loud sounds!

The two dogs in front were knocked five or six meters away without any warning. The moment they landed on the ground, they screamed in pain.

The two dogs at the back arrived again!

Old Huang turned around and stood up, stabbing at the one on the left.

The dog tilted its head to dodge. The machine gun also waved its hand. The muzzle of the gun hit its head.

The female dog was at the back.

She noticed something in front of her. It immediately braked, its claws stepped on the ground and created a cloud of dust as it stared blankly at the yellow root pillar.

"Go. " The yellow root took out a smoke grenade from his pocket and threw it on the ground before running.

He ran out more than ten meters and heard the barking of the dog from behind.

The trees in front of him were getting fewer and fewer. Through the trees, he could see the sky above the village. Only then did Huang Guzhu heave a sigh of relief.

The satellite phone had already been put up. He took out the walkie-talkie and tested it.

As long as it was in the field, the team members would use 1 frequency.

"Chen Tie, Chen Tie. . . " Huang's hoarse voice sounded in the forest.

After a few seconds, they heard someone slowly speak in English:

"I am Captain Chekov, a military observer. May I ask who you are. . . "

Huang Guzhu immediately changed his English name. Only now did he know that more than ten minutes ago, Chen Tie and the rest had already moved out and rushed through the big puddle to rescue the hostages.

The situation was urgent, so Chen Tie could only call Chekov, Coles, and the rest to guard the riot truck. He had already brought all his team members over.

More than ten minutes had passed. Chekov and the others had already seen that Chen Tie's team had unexpectedly not been obstructed when they rushed through the crowd. Of course, there were people cursing. . . There must be someone who threw bricks or something.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to hold the road for an entire day.

The main thing was to deal with the kidnapping of the hostages.

They had followed the leader of the bandits and were now in a courtyard to the west of the stockade.

Chekov felt that something was not right from the moment they found that place and rushed in. The crazy kidnappers did not go to the stockade, did not run into the forest, and did not even take a detour. They went straight there. Thinking about it carefully, he felt that there might be something wrong with it.

He told them his thoughts. He frankly said that the few observers and the civil police guarding the place were also very important. He told Huang Guzhu to go straight there.

Huang asked about the place. About 500 to 600 meters to his left, Huang decisively stopped talking. He excitedly threw up the walkie-talkie and caught it. He then hung it on his belt, spat on his palm, and ran in the direction of 10 o'clock.

At this moment, in the courtyard to the west of the village, Chen Tie and the others were struggling to make a choice in a suffocating rage.

Two broken trucks had already been parked in the courtyard. They were covered in dirty canvas.

There were a lot of such vehicles and bandits, a typical high-speed chassis. However, the more it was like this, the more suitable it was to be used in the mountains. They could pull things, but they could only fit up to a hundred people at most.

Looking left and right, there was no one around. There were quite a number of footprints on the west wall. Chen Tie stood at the broken door and observed a few times. He grabbed a stone and threw it into the yard.

The stone made a knocking sound in the yard!

There was silence everywhere!

"Zhang Qiang, cover me. Be smart. " He lowered his voice. Although there was no movement inside, he was still worried.

Zhang Qiang laid on top of the wall and smashed out an opening. The gun had already been raised and he made a gesture of relief to him.

"Hu, let's go all out. We can't not understand this matter. We have to rush over just like this. We still have to guard against sneak attacks from behind. We have to make it clear. . . " As Chen Tie thought in his heart, his gaze became more and more decisive.

He regretted it so much now. He really did not expect a team leader to have such a huge responsibility.

Not only did he have to bring his team members along to patrol, he also had to make a decision on this kind of troublesome matter.

The situation before him was extremely complicated. If he was not careful, he would be in danger. He really wished he could be an ordinary team member. There was no need to burn his brain like this. There was no need to make such a troublesome decision.

He made the most difficult decision: he would go in and try.

The danger of this wind @ was self-evident. Once a large number of bandit @ soldiers were hidden inside, he would be the first to die in the hands of the enemy and be riddled with holes.

"Come out, come out, I see you"

Chen Tie held a gun with both hands and walked forward with cat steps. The muzzle of the gun moved quickly as he warned.

This was the only way he could react quickly when he was hit by a gun.

He had already entered the door more than ten meters away, but there was no movement at all.

In particular, in the houses in the north, other than a wild cat running around on the summit, it was still incomparably quiet.

"Two people guarding the door, the others come over, let's go. . . "

He shouted loudly, but his eyes were staring into the distance.

The crowd came in and gathered beside him. They still felt that there was something wrong with the surrounding anger and looked everywhere.

"Wang Meng, in the car. . . "

Chen Tie was looking at the house in the north because it was easy to hide people there. He suddenly turned around and looked at the two cars.

At that moment, he suddenly thought of something. The house in the north was not the most important thing. The most important thing was the car.

Since the bandits' car was here, they would definitely drive it away.

Wang Meng was now a combat member. He held a gun, and his chubby face looked a lot more nervous.

He had just walked toward the truck, and there was a gap between them. Suddenly, his footsteps slowed down, and his expression became cold. Out of habit, he raised his hand and called the police:

"Elder Chen, there's trouble. In the car. . . "

Before he could finish speaking, a few of the team members had already instinctively turned their guns and aimed there.