Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces.

The smoke in the forest rose like fog. Chen Haonan turned around suddenly, clutching the hot gun, and his pupils under the tactical eyepiece flashed with cold light.

"Listen up! Cover the southwest corner with live ammunition! These bastards are transnational killers!"

The roar that burst out from Chen Haonan's throat made He Chenguang's eardrums tremble.

He Chenguang and the others' eyes instantly lit up with excitement, "Damn it! They actually dared to assassinate here! Brothers, take them down!"

"Fire..."

Under Chen Haonan's training, He Chenguang and others' marksmanship has basically reached a top-notch level.

They fired at a very fast speed. For a moment, the sound of gunfire tore through the silence of the dense forest, and bullets poured down like meteors, chasing Yamamoto and his group.

Yamamoto's back was pressed against the humus layer, and his camouflage uniform was torn into spider-web-like cracks by the branches.

"Baga! Retreat! Towards the dark river!"

Yamamoto kicked away the subordinate who was shot and twitching beside him, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat.

"But...but the gunshots from behind are getting closer!" One of the men said with a trembling voice, and cold sweat seeped out from under his camouflage uniform.

"Why are you panicking?" Yamamoto grabbed his subordinate who had fallen to the ground, his knuckles turning white from the force. "Go southeast! The dark river is right there, hurry!" He wiped the blood off his face and gritted his teeth, "I've been exploring the terrain here for so long, and I'm still going to fall into the hands of these young brats?"

“Idiot! Remember the route map! The river is just past that broken pine tree!” Yamamoto kicked him, his eyes fixed on the direction in his memory, “As long as they get into the water, their bullets will become scrap metal!”

The group stumbled and ran wildly in the pile of rotten leaves, and finally saw the river surface shining coldly under the moonlight.

"Quick! Jump!" Yamamoto was the first to rush into the rapids. The cold river water instantly flooded over his head, isolating the deafening gunshots behind him into vague muffled sounds.

He opened his eyes underwater and watched the bubbles carrying blood slowly rising. A glimmer of hope arose in his heart - as long as he could dive two kilometers along the undercurrent, he would be able to completely get rid of the pursuers.

"Baga! These lunatics!" Yamamoto's roar was distorted into bubbles underwater, and the bullet plowed through the water just past his scalp, causing pain in his eardrums. He dragged his bleeding men with broken arms to the bottom of the river, kicking up the mud with his tactical boots: "Dive! Follow the undercurrent! We'll be out of trouble soon..."

"Hiss...Boss! My leg was shot!" A killer's voice was crying, and bubbles were bubbling up.

"Shut up! If you make another sound, I'll throw you out here!"

Yamamoto-kun pressed his dagger against the man's Adam's apple. "On the count of three, let's dive together! One, two..."

After all, they were experienced killers who had been through many battles. Yamamoto and his men sank very quickly and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Stay alert!" Chen Haonan lowered his tactical eyepiece and his camouflage gloves brushed against the gun smoke condensed on the gun body.

The dusk deepened in the woods, and only the lake was eerily calm, as if it had swallowed up all the murderous intent.

He Chenguang held the rifle tightly and came over: "Young instructor, are these bastards really hiding in the water?"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Haonan had already torn open the Velcro on the tactical backpack, and the sound of the metal buckles colliding was as crisp as a bell.

"Watch this." Chen Haonan threw out the silver-gray folding boat, and a sneer appeared on his face. "Do you think you can escape by diving?"

Everyone was stunned. Is there such a thing?

"This...is this possible?!" Li Erniu's jaw almost dropped to his chest. He stared at the rubber boat that was quickly taking shape in Chen Haonan's hands. He almost couldn't hold the rifle steadily and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wang Yanbing slapped him on the back, causing their camouflage uniforms to rustle. "Idiot! The young instructor is a prophet! The 'burden' we carry every day turns out to be a magic weapon to defeat the enemy!"

"Great job, our little instructor!"

Li Erniu and the other man both gave Chen Haonan a thumbs up in their hearts.

After a moment, He Chenguang stepped onto the inflatable boat, and the oars broke the water surface, stirring up crystal water splashes: "Brothers, don't just stand there! This is a military merit delivered to your door!" He turned his head and grinned at Chen Haonan, his teeth shining white in the twilight: "Young instructor, just wait and see! Today, we must pull these bastards out of the water!"

Li Erniu bit his inflatable mouthpiece and shouted incoherently: "When we catch them alive, I will let them see the 'water-walking' skills of our Big Black Commando!"

Wang Yanbing had already stepped onto another boat, his fingers trembling with excitement as he checked the ammunition: "Thanks to these old friends who sent us military merits! When we catch the person, we will give them the 'Best Sparring Award'!"

"Ha ha……"

He Chenguang and others laughed. They all understood why the young instructor asked them to choose a rubber boat.

Before long, He Chenguang and the others were ready, and followed Chen Haonan into the swamp to chase and kill Yamamoto and the others.

On the shore, Leng Feng and others did not have such good means of transportation, so they could only circle around in the woods.

Leng Feng 40's knuckles turned white as he gripped the telescope. He looked at the group of rubber boats gradually moving away in the swamp, turned his head and growled at Gong Jian, "Let's go around the forest bank and encircle them! We can't let the killer escape!"

Just as he finished speaking, a scream like the King of Hell suddenly exploded from the depths of the forest: "Help! The Thunder God was knocked unconscious, and I don't know if he's missing a leg or an arm!"

"Keep the formation!" Chen Haonan stepped firmly on the shaking kayak with one foot, and the friction between his tactical boots and the anti-skid pad made a rustling sound. His arm holding the rifle was as steady as a rock, and the muzzle of the gun slowly moved with the ripples on the water surface. His cold eyes penetrated the mist and said, "These guys are definitely coming for me."

"Young instructor, are you sure?" He Chenguang tightened his grip on the paddle slightly, "Maybe we are overthinking it?"

Chen Haonan sneered and rubbed the trigger guard with his fingertips: "My prediction skills are never wrong. If they dare to come, they must be prepared to come back without return."

As soon as he finished speaking, tiny ripples suddenly appeared on the water surface and a dark shadow appeared vaguely.

"It's exposed!" Before Wang Yanbing finished his exclamation, Chen Haonan had already decisively pulled the trigger.

whoosh...

The bullet cut through the air but only created a splash on the water surface.

"Missed?!" Li Erniu's eyes widened and the oar in his hand almost slipped.

"It's refraction!" An Ran shouted immediately, leaning forward and pointing at the water surface, "Xiao Hao, water will change the trajectory of the bullet. The actual position of the target is deeper than it appears!"

Chen Haonan narrowed his eyes and quickly recalled what he learned in physics class: "I understand! Half the depth of the water... when shooting from the shore, you have to aim at one-third of the depth!"

He took a deep breath, readjusted the angle of the gun, and pulled the trigger again.

"puff--"

Scarlet blood exploded on the water surface, and the dying killer struggled in the whirlpool.

Chen Haonan looked at the rising blood foam and suddenly remembered the scene of shooting fish with fish bladder in his childhood. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's the same principle!"

He turned around abruptly and shouted fiercely to the other kayakers: "Everyone, pay attention! Look at the dark shadows underwater and calculate the refraction angle! Remember - strike from the front, not from the back! Don't let a single killer escape!"