Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 361: Confrontation with the Green Beret (2)

Everyone saw at the same time that Sonny, who weighed more than 170 pounds, soared into the air like a trapeze artist, and in the blink of an eye he was hung upside down in the air.

"SHIT!" Colonel James yelled, "Trap!!"

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Bang bang bang bang bang——

Gunfire rang out.

In the darkness, flashes of flame shot out from the muzzle of a gun like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

In the jungle ahead, some small shrubs were broken by the rain of bullets.

The entire 120-degree fan-shaped area directly in front of the squad was plowed by bullets.

"Cease fire! Cease fire!"

After shooting for more than twenty seconds, James finally called a stop.

Water mist began to rise from the barrels of the guns of several green berets.

The jungle fell silent again.

Silence like death...

Almost at the same time, Sonny, who was hanging in the air, screamed again.

Amid the sound of the falling rain, James and his companions heard the rustling of something passing through the leaves.

Sonny screamed even harder...

"Ah—HO! FUCK! FUCK! I'm shot! I'm shot!"

He struggled, twisting his body in the air like a snake.

"Pay attention to your surroundings. Weber, you take Sonny's place. Lucas, continue searching and see where he's hiding!"

While giving orders, James took out the small reconnaissance device from the pocket of his tactical vest again and observed the surroundings of the woods again.

Unfortunately.

He still saw nothing.

This made him furious.

If you can see the enemy, you can definitely kill him.

But he hadn't even seen a hair of the enemy, and now one of his men had already suffered.

This made the experienced Colonel James feel very frustrated. He felt like he was looking around with his fists but didn't know where to swing.

In the field of view of the infrared heat source, everything around turned into orange and black blocks.

As long as there is an enemy nearby, the infrared night vision goggles can see orange-red blocks, which are the thermal radiation emitted by body temperature.

In jungle warfare, low-light night vision devices are not as useful as passive infrared thermal scopes.

If you encounter an enemy with good camouflage, the low-light scope will not be as fast as the infrared thermal source scope in terms of identification speed, and the low-light scope will also be greatly restricted in a very dark night without starlight.

"Be careful, two o'clock on the right!"

James finally made a discovery.

He saw a slightly orange-red mass forty meters away, seemingly hidden behind a bush, and seemed to be moving slowly...

But he hesitated.

Because he couldn't be sure whether the heat source was a person.

The heat radiation emitted by a normal person is definitely not that low.

animal?

If it is an animal, if you shoot first, you will alert the snake and expose your position.

Just less than a second of hesitation, and something went wrong again.

Two sparks flashed around the squirming thing.

bang bang——

It was a two-shot burst.

Poor Sonny started howling like a pig being slaughtered again.

"I've been shot! I've been shot!"

"FUCK! It's a human!"

As James had a flash of thought in his mind, he pulled the trigger of the MK18 assault rifle.

After the burst of fire, the heat source disappeared.

"Lucas, Weber, go over and take a look!"

Hearing the colonel's instructions, Lucas and Weber quickly dispersed, one on the left and the other on the right, moving towards the two o'clock direction at an angle. They hid behind two large trees more than ten meters away from the target and raised their guns.

There was no movement where James had just shot.

It was as if nothing had happened around here.

The brief exchange of fire just now seemed as if it had never happened.

Lucas said to Weber on the channel: "Keep an eye on it for me, I'll go over and take a look."

He held the assault rifle and slowly approached the bush where the suspected target was.

Lucas felt his heart beating very fast.

As a jungle warfare expert, this was his first time encountering such an elusive guy, which made him feel a little nervous.

Suddenly he understood.

The team I was in underestimated the other side.

The other side was able to kill a team of AGLAN special forces, but it was not because those Colombians were weak, but because Morins and his two men were really capable.

but……

I haven't heard of any armed groups in my country having such fierce fighting power...

Lucas was very careful when moving.

Sonny's lesson was right in front of him, and his opponent was clearly a trap master.

His team failed to ambush the enemy, but the enemy was so bold that they ambushed his Green Beret team with only two people!
There are no tripwires or snares on the ground...

no……

no……

Sonny's screams could still be heard through the noise-canceling headphones. Poor guy, no one dared to go up and put him down before making sure the area was safe, otherwise they might become a target.

James was behind a tree not far away, and the muzzle of his gun kept moving back and forth around Lucas.

He told himself that this time, if he saw the slightest source of heat, he would shoot immediately, regardless of whether he was exposed or not.

That heat source patch was only the size of a badger, but it turned out to be a person?!

How did he manage to conceal most of the heat radiation from his body at such a close distance?

Colonel James suddenly felt that he had been too arrogant.

The fact that the other side dared to set up traps and launch a counterattack shows that they are not afraid of our small team at all.

However, I was like an old cow with an invisible rope tied to my nose, being led around by the other party.

"Ah! SHIT!"

Just as James was concentrating on looking for the enemy, Lucas, who was walking near his line, suddenly tilted his body and became shorter.

Then, like Sonny, he let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Lucas! What's wrong with you?!"

Lucas's screams made the other team members, who were already facing a formidable enemy, even more nervous.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Lucas quickly sat down on the ground.

"I stepped on a trap! Damn it, my leg!"

I suffered two losses in a row.

This time, the green berets were all well behaved.

The surroundings were very quiet, as if the other party had disappeared.

The remaining four green berets, under the command of Colonel James, advanced steadily this time and did not dare to relax at all. They wasted a full half hour before they confirmed that the surroundings were safe.

"Colonel, confirm it's clear."

"Colonel, no one is seen, it's safe."

When reports came back from all directions, James and Franklin, who was also the team's medic, carefully moved towards the tree where Sonny was hung.

"Be careful, don't be careless!"

As James approached Sonny, he reached out and pulled Franklin.

"Feet! This guy is a trap master!"

He slowly squatted down and looked carefully under the tree.

Finally, he seemed to have discovered something, so he drew out his dagger and lightly scratched a vine that was lying between two bushes.

This vine is very elastic, unlike the soft and sagging vines that hang naturally on the ground.

This shows that its two ends are artificially tightened.

Fortunately, the disguise wasn't too detailed, so I could still see the clues.

It seemed like the other party was in a hurry when making the arrangements.

"Back off!"

James stood up, pointed in the opposite direction, and said to Franklin: "Get out of the way!"

The two retreated behind a tree, and James squatted down to look for stones on the ground.

Poor Sonny was still hanging on the tree, crying out in a distraught manner.

James originally wanted to find a stone to trigger the trap, but he didn't find a stone, but found a piece of wood.

Wood is fine too, it has some weight when wet.

He waved his hand and smashed the wood towards the vines.

Chi chi chi chi——

As the vines hit, five or six wooden thorns shot out from the surrounding bushes and directly nailed into the surrounding tree trunks.

"FUCK! Who the hell is this guy?! Colonel, I think the key lies in that arms dealer! The Colombian rebels can't possibly be this powerful! We've fought them before!"

As Franklin spoke, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If James hadn't reminded me just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be much better off than poor Sonny now.

James walked over to the tree and pulled out a splinter.

Each thorn is about half a meter long and only about 0.5 centimeters in diameter.

One end is sharp and is made by cutting with a knife using local materials, and the blade is very fresh.

He reached out and touched it.

There is also resin slime.

"This trap was just set! They've got us targeted!"

"How could the leader of an armed group and an arms dealer have such ability..."

Franklin suddenly had a magical idea.

"Colonel, is this specifically aimed at us!?"

The Green Berets are not only good at jungle warfare, they are also experts in guerrilla warfare, and some are experts in psychological warfare, and are very good at infiltration and subversion.

Over the years, they have done a lot of dirty work in various countries.

Of course, there are many people who want them dead.

James looked at the wooden spike and muttered, "There are only two types of people who can make this kind of trap. Either they are hunters who hunt in the jungle all year round, or they are special forces members who have received extremely rigorous jungle combat training."

After a pause, he continued, "But I'm sure the other party is not a hunter."

"So they're members of the special forces?" Franklin's face turned grim. "You mean, one of those two people is a member of the special forces?!"

James' eyes flashed with a fierce light: "No matter who he is, since we've met today, let's see who's better..."

"Franklin, put me down quickly...it hurts so much..."

Sonny's pleading finally brought Franklin back to his senses.

He looked up at Sonny hanging in the air and apologized, "Sorry, Sonny, I almost forgot about you..."

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