Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

After hearing what Natsukawa Kazuji said, Fujiwara Kousuke and Takakura Shiro couldn't help but feel a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and their necks felt chilly.

They all knew that what Xiachuan and Er said was really possible. After all, this hidden enemy was able to silently move the body of Colonel Iga Jiro and hang it on the train car under the watchful eyes of hundreds of elite Imperial Army soldiers. What else could he not do?

When Takakura Shiro thought that he might be beheaded at any time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He swallowed hard and asked, "What should we do now, you two?"

Fujiwara Kousuke asked, "Shouldn't we be waiting here for instructions from the battalion and wing headquarters? If we are looking for the whereabouts of the special envoy and his group, we should also know their approximate location, right? But we have no idea where the special envoy and his group are!"

Xia Chuanhe thought for a moment and said, "I think we shouldn't act rashly before receiving orders from the battalion and regiment headquarters. As Fujiwara-kun said, we have no clue where the special envoy and his group are. Even if we send someone to look for them now, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. It would be a futile effort!"

"I suggest that while we wait for instructions from the battalion and wing headquarters, we must find the enemy hiding nearby. This person poses a huge threat to us!"

"Also, to prevent outsiders from sneaking in and impersonating our personnel, we must develop a set of anti-counterfeiting passwords. From now on, all combat units must remain in their positions and not wander around. Only those who are allowed to move around freely are authorized by us. These individuals have been granted a passcode and are only allowed through if they say the correct one. If they give the wrong passcode or fail to say it, they will be considered spies and will be arrested. Any resistance will be executed on the spot!"

Takakura Shiro only gave it a moment's thought before saying, "I agree with Natsukawa-kun's suggestion!"

"I agree," Fujiwara Kousuke said, but he raised a question: "The only problem now is how to find the enemy hiding among us and capture him? Natsukawa-kun, do you have any ideas on this issue?"

Xia Chuanheji said with a wry smile: "I don't have any good and effective methods, only a stupid one!"

"What method?" they asked at the same time.

Xia Chuanhe lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before saying, "First, an entire squad disappeared. If something happened to them, their bodies still haven't been found. You have to know that this wasn't just a squad of two people, but a squad of 62. Then the colonel was shot in the head by the enemy, and all traces point to that woods."

"During the search and capture process, our men were constantly being shot at by bullets from that woods. After half of our squad was killed or wounded, we finally realized that the gunman was no ordinary shooter. He was a highly skilled marksman and knew how to exploit the environment and terrain."

"In order to prevent the casualties from continuing to increase, we concentrated all our grenade launchers and artillery to bombard the woods, but after the bombardment, we did not find any human remains or human tissue there."

"Then the Colonel's body was inexplicably carried to a train car and hung there. This enemy's actions were all extremely strange. What exactly did he want to do? I felt like everything he did was to tease us, to toy with us, and to kill us!"

"I suspect he'll kill more next time. He's treating us like prey, hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to attack us!"

"So my stupid way is to build a defensive circle on the spot, then put out bait, set traps, and wait for the other party to take the bait! Since he treats us as objects, why can't we treat him as prey?"

After listening to Natsukawa Kazuji's plan, Takakura Shiro's eyes lit up: "I think this is a good idea. Let's discuss how to improve this plan?"

"Yoshi!"

Just as Xiachuan, Fujiwara, Takakura and others were discussing and perfecting the plan to establish a defense circle and set traps, Zhang Yunhe began to act again.

In the northeast direction of the outermost area of ​​the Japanese concentration area, a Japanese soldier had been standing guard here for more than half an hour. He felt the urge to urinate. Seeing that several of his companions nearby were looking elsewhere with guns, he immediately slung his gun over his shoulder, walked forward a few steps, untied his belt and urinated.

As the urine was discharged, the Japanese soldier couldn't help but shiver.

As soon as he fastened his belt, a pair of hands reached out from behind, covered his mouth and nose, strangled his throat, and carried him into the bushes.

The Japanese soldier was horrified. He kicked hard with his legs and immediately grabbed the arms that were strangling his throat and covering his mouth and nose with his hands and grabbed them hard, but these arms were as hard as steel and their strength was incredibly great. No matter how he grabbed, the other party did not relax at all, but instead tightened his neck even more.

After struggling for a while, the Japanese soldier's hands fell down weakly, and his legs stopped kicking. The body was dragged away, leaving a dragging mark in the grass.

Two minutes later, Zhang Yunhe appeared behind another Japanese soldier.

The sound of wormwood being trampled could be heard. The Japanese soldier immediately turned around with his gun in hand and shouted, "Who?"

Suddenly, a pair of thugs grabbed the soldier's legs and pulled him up hard. The soldier's body instantly fell backward to the ground, and he let out a scream: "Ah——"

The Japanese soldier opened his eyes while screaming and saw a sharp blade about to stab him. He immediately rolled over to avoid the fatal blow, but his legs were grabbed again and a huge force dragged his body away from his companions.

"Help, help!" the Japanese soldiers screamed in fear.

The sound immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding companions, and they all ran over here with rifles in hand.

With a "puff", a sharp blade pierced the Japanese soldier's chest, and his cry for help came to an abrupt end.

When several Japanese soldiers rushed over with rifles, they saw that the wormwood more than ten meters away was quickly being crushed by the heavy objects and extending into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

"Chase!" A sergeant shouted when he saw the fallen wormwood stretching into the distance. He took his pistol and led the charge to chase after it. Several soldiers behind him also followed with their rifles.

There were bloodstains on the fallen wormwood in front, which made the Japanese sergeant stop. He did not dare to approach rashly. He observed the surroundings with a pistol and found nothing unusual before slowly approaching.

He squatted beside the bloodstained wormwood that had been crushed. Several Japanese soldiers had followed him and were keeping watch around him.

He reached out and picked up a little blood from the wormwood and put it under his nose to smell it. The Japanese sergeant looked up and said to several Japanese soldiers with a serious face: "The blood is still warm. He must be nearby. Chase him!"

"Hayi!"

After chasing for dozens of meters, the sergeant and several Japanese soldiers under his command finally saw a man lying on the fallen wormwood. It was the soldier who had just shouted for help.