Oh....
The person the M country soldiers had been searching for had now successfully bought Major Ye and his men enough time to break out in the opposite direction, but they had no intention of ending it there.
Since these people in the US like to play dirty tricks, how can we not play dirty tricks on them?
"Shit! We've searched for so long, but there's not a soul in sight. How come those damned Chinese people are so good at hiding like rats?"
Not far away, two American soldiers, who were in a group, were swearing from time to time.
mouse?
Not far away, on a dense tree branch, lay a motionless figure. From an angle where no one could see, a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and his sharp gaze swept over the two people.
"There's no place to hide here. Let's go somewhere else."
"OK".
Want to leave?
Is that possible?
At this moment, Commander Gao had several embroidery needles gleaming coldly between his index and middle fingers.
The traditional culture passed down from our ancestors over five thousand years in China is an honor for these soldiers from the United States, isn't it?
They didn't really intend to hide their identities; their goal was to show certain people in the US that China is not someone they can easily mess with.
"Hmm...."
Suddenly, one of the US soldiers collapsed to the ground. Those nearby noticed the commotion and rushed over: "Hey, what happened?"
Unfortunately, the person who fell fell silent instantly and could no longer answer.
The needle hole on the forehead, near the heart, is not visible to the naked eye.
The remaining soldiers were stunned. There were no wounds on their bodies. Why were their comrades gone like this?
Just then, a mountain breeze blew by, and the surrounding branches rustled...
Even the atheist soldiers of the United States were no longer at peace; their eyes were filled with unease: "Who is it? Who is playing tricks?"
It's ridiculous... that special forces members from the prestigious US don't even have this much observational ability. The person was less than three meters away, yet they didn't notice at all, and were already suspecting something was wrong?
A soft chuckle escaped, sending chills down one's spine in the otherwise eerily quiet environment.
"Who is it? Show yourself!" The soldier gripped his gun nervously.
"Hey, trash, I'm here." A voice, laced with taunts and icy malice, suddenly rang out, and then a figure appeared in front of the soldier.
Gao Dan did not intend to deal with the soldier who had just called Chinese people rats directly. While the soldier was still in shock, Gao Dan threw a punch at him.
Click...
A sound similar to facial bones breaking.
In that instant, the soldier was in so much pain that he seemed to lose all feeling. When his body came to its senses, he cried out, "Ouch!" The gun he was holding tightly fell to the ground. He could no longer care about anything else and covered his collapsed face.
"This punch is meant to tell you that if you are cats, then we Chinese are tigers. If you dare to provoke a tiger, whether you are a white cat or a black cat, you will all become dead cats!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw another punch, this time smashing the other side of her face, and blood immediately flowed from her nose and mouth.
"The second punch is payment for the harm you caused to the soldiers of Country Z. Are you satisfied?"
The American soldier tried to say something, but both sides of his face were smashed, leaving only pleading in his eyes.
If begging for mercy were effective at this point, what would be the point of Interpol?
The moment he raised his third fist, he instantly lowered it again: "Save some time, get on your way to meet your God. Don't worry, your companions will soon be joining you."
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