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

Chen Haonan said speechlessly into the intercom with a stern face: "Instructor, be serious. This is a battlefield. Don't ask these questions now. It's not important. It's about three kilometers away from us, fleeing to the northeast at a speed of about 45 mph. Use drones with missiles to bombard them..."

"I'll say it again for important things. Don't ask why. Just do it. If there are any problems, I will take full responsibility."

Oh my god! I was despised!

Niutou's mouth trembled. He wanted to ask another question, why are you so sure? How dare you issue a military order? Who gave him the confidence? However, he changed his mind and realized that Chen Haonan's ability was there.

cough cough...

Niutou pretended to cough twice and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

These killers were originally discovered by Chen Haonan, and it was this kid who initially proposed to equip all the contestants with live ammunition. Otherwise, based on the close combat just now, Chen Haonan and others would have been in a very passive situation.

The most important thing is that this child often creates miracles. Since the beginning of the competition, this child has led all the members of the Big Black Commando Team to kill all around, defeating the long-famous Bull Demon King and other small teams. Even the commandos of the major special operations brigades worked together, but they were still defeated by this child...

In addition, he had inquired about Chen Haonan's deeds and learned that this child was a legend after joining the army. At only nine years old, he had repeatedly created miracles and made great military achievements...

Thinking of this, Niutou secretly made a decision that he must trust this child.

The next second, Niutou stopped talking nonsense and growled, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

After the call, Niutou immediately gave orders.

He grabbed the communicator with the red button and yelled to the entire channel: "Drone formation, listen up! Coordinates X73Y49, fire coverage! Repeat, cover immediately!"

The moment he hung up the call, he stared at the arrow marked by Chen Haonan on the screen, and suddenly remembered what the Intelligence Department said: "This kid's tactical prediction is more accurate than satellite scanning."

Niutou looked at the swarm of drones flying outside the window with full confidence.

This wave is stable!

We can quickly kill those killers, end the event, and go back to report!

He led the team to hold a peak competition here, and happened to encounter an international killer. If he could not keep these guys here, he would lose his job. No, even if he was not punished, he would be embarrassed to lead the team again. After all, he did not respond perfectly to the emergency. A professional instructor should be able to deal with any situation in a timely manner no matter when and where, and then bring all the players back to the team safely.

At this moment, Niu Tou was extremely grateful that he had Chen Haonan...

As expected by Chen Haonan, after Niu Tou gave the order, Yamamoto and others in the forest were locked by the drone.

Hearing the drone's whistling sound, the pilot was horrified and said in horror: "Baga! It's a tracking missile! Run..."

Before he could finish his words, the driver's screams were swallowed up by the explosion, and the off-road vehicle disintegrated into burning fragments in the air wave like a can crushed by a giant hand.

Yamamoto struggled to get up from the mud pit created by the explosion. His ears were still buzzing, his nose was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and gasoline, half of his face was burnt black by the air wave, and half of the hot iron sheet was stuck in his military boots.

As a commander, Yamamoto-kun had a good mental quality. He was the first to come to his senses. He tore off his smoking tactical vest and shouted hoarsely at his men: "Why are you panicking? Calm down, they can't catch up. There is a minefield behind us! Let's add fuel to the fire and continue to plant mines. I don't believe that we can't kill these guys!"

"The boss is right!" A gunman with a bloody face spat out the mud in his gums, "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a baby! When we were in Guandong, the number of Yan country soldiers we killed with our own hands could form a mountain!"

Yamamoto wiped off the blood scab on his forehead, pressed his palm on the tree trunk to leave a scarlet palm print, and a hoarse roar rolled out of his throat: "That's right, before, our small team could withstand a regiment of Yan Country! Now he is just a child soldier who is still wet behind the ears. What can he do to us?"

"Yes, fuck him..." another killer with blood all over his face echoed.

"Shut up!" Yamamoto's pupils suddenly shrank, and he grabbed his collar from behind and pressed it down hard. The machine gun fire from the helicopter instantly tore through the place where they had just stood, and rotten leaves mixed with mud fell like heavy rain.

Yamamoto reacted very quickly. He immediately took out a smoke bomb and threw it into the air, pointing at the foggy depression ahead. He roared through the thunder: "Go to the electromagnetic interference area! Their radar can't get in! The helicopter dare not fly at low altitude."

“Follow me now!”

Yamamoto took the lead, using his hands and feet to crawl into the depths of the dense forest. The thorns tore his combat uniform, and the bleeding wounds hurt like fire, but his mind was full of crazy calculations.

The child must be led into the minefield.

No matter how accurate the boy soldier's prediction was, he could not have figured out the mixed minefield that had been buried ten years ago.

When another round of machine gun fire exploded behind him, he suddenly heard one of his men screaming as he stepped on something. When he turned around, he saw that half of the man's body disappeared in the flames of the explosion, and his body parts fell at his feet with a rain of blood.

Yamamoto wiped the warm liquid off his face, not sure if it was blood or mud.

That's too late!

Yamamoto didn't have time to panic. He could only yell at the rest of the people: "Hurry! Get into the interference zone and you'll be safe!"

Ding Ding Deng

Yamamoto led the remaining troops and ran as fast as he could through the dense forest. The sound of branches scratching their clothes mixed with their heavy breathing.

Two muffled sounds were heard from behind, and the two killers who were left behind suddenly stepped on a booby trap, and pieces of blood and flesh splattered on their companions' backs.

Yamamoto-kun licked the blood foam at the corner of his mouth without even turning his head. "Speed up! The border defense area is just ahead!"

The emperor pays off!

Yamamoto and his companions stumbled through the last patch of thorns and successfully broke through. Suddenly, a wilderness with many boundary markers appeared before them. It was a place where few people had been.

It's finally safe.

Yamamoto-kun was so tired that he was out of breath and sat down on the ground, breathing a sigh of relief.

After a short rest, Yamamoto asked his men to pull out fluorescent spray paint from their backpacks and spray three extremely insulting Chinese characters at the smooth rock - Boy Scout!

"Haha! Did you see that? They're really Boy Scouts. What can they do to us?" A bearded killer kicked the rubble beside the boundary marker and lifted up his trouser leg to reveal a bleeding bullet wound, but he smiled with his gold teeth showing.

"Ha ha……"

The others laughed too.

They were quite proud of themselves. After all, even after being locked by drones and attacked by various missiles and machine guns, they were still able to retreat alive. This was something worth showing off.

If it were any other mercenary group, they would have been wiped out in the bombing long ago.

Suddenly, a tall and thin killer walked up to the rock cursing, took out a worm and threw it on the word "童", then untied his belt and urinated.

"Damn it! I didn't even get the commission!" He crushed the wriggling earthworms with his boots. "How am I going to explain this to my wife when I get home?"

This guy's urine seeped into the soil through the cracks in the rock, startling a few black ants...