Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

The Japanese special forces looked in the direction of his finger and saw bloodstains on a large-leaf fern three meters away. Every few seconds, blood dripped from the sky.

Beichuan walked over slowly with a gun in hand, reached out and pulled away the leaves of the lush vegetation, only to see a bloody corpse hanging on the branch of a big tree behind the lush vegetation.

"It's Fukui-kun!" a Japanese soldier among the special forces shouted.

"Baga, Baga Yalu!" Beichuan, who was standing under the corpse, roared angrily, then raised his submachine gun and fired at the tree on the side: "Da da da..."

At this moment, a ray of light flashed from the big tree on the right. Beichuan, who was shooting with a submachine gun under the tree, flew out and fell heavily to the ground three meters away.

When everyone looked, they saw a burnt hole the size of a fist on Beichuan's chest.

"There's an enemy! He's over there!" A Japanese field soldier yelled, picked up his submachine gun and fired at the tree where the energy bombs were launched, "Da da da..."

"Open fire!" At this time, Yamamoto Ichiro also shouted, and the submachine gun in his hand kept firing at the tree branches.

The machine gunner picked up his machine gun and fired several bursts of bullets without thinking, and other Japanese special forces also opened fire.

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire in the mountains and forests, smoke billowed, countless bullets flew everywhere, branches were broken and fell, and many leaves also fell.

Zhang Yunhe, who was hiding in a nearby tree, was unable to dodge and was hit by the bullet he had just shot. However, the bullets hit his armor, creating a series of sparks. He immediately jumped away and rushed to another tree.

"There!" A sharp-eyed Japanese special forces soldier saw Zhang Yunhe's blurry and swaying figure, and immediately moved the muzzle of his gun and fired. Other Japanese soldiers also moved the muzzles of their guns and opened fire.

Zhang Yunhe kept jumping and changing his position, and soon got rid of the Japanese special forces' gunfire. After the Japanese used up a magazine, they also lost sight of Zhang Yunhe.

However, they did not relax their vigilance. After using up the magazines, they immediately replaced them and were ready to fire at any time.

Zhang Yunhe had disappeared, and the Japanese soldiers were looking around vigilantly with their guns in hand.

"Captain, do we need to disperse the search?" a Japanese special forces soldier asked Ichiro Yamamoto.

Yamamoto Ichiro thought for a moment with a solemn and nervous expression before denying it. "No, the enemy has invisibility skills and unknown weapons. If we disperse, we will be easily defeated one by one. From now on, no one is allowed to act alone!"

"Hayi!"

"What should we do now?" someone else asked.

Yamamoto Ichiro thought about it and immediately made a decision. He said, "First, let's take Fukui's body down from the tree, and then we'll go back to where we were just now!"

"Hayi!"

While the others stood guard around, one team member put his gun on his back, climbed up the tree, cut the rope with a dagger, and lowered the hanging body of Fukui.

"Hashimoto, you carry Fukui's body!" Ichiro Yamamoto assigned a special forces soldier to carry the body.

"Hayi!"

The Japanese special forces had just walked a dozen meters when one of them suddenly asked, "Where's Okamoto-kun? Where did he go?"

Hearing this question, everyone, including Ichiro Yamamoto, stopped.

A team member in the crowd was stunned: "Uh, he was just behind me!"

When everyone heard this, they felt a chill rising from their tail vertebrae and suddenly became nervous.

"Okamoto, Okamoto-kun, where are you?" a Japanese special forces soldier shouted.

"Okamoto-kun, stop playing, we have to go back, come back quickly!"

There was not even a bird singing in the silent forest at this time, it was so quiet that it was terrifying.

Ichiro Yamamoto had never encountered such a difficult problem or experienced such a strange and terrifying event, but he knew he had to make the right response quickly.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Everyone, listen up! Form groups of three, no more than five meters between each person, and search in the four directions of east, south, west, and north. Regardless of whether you find Okamoto-kun, you must return within five minutes!"

"Hayi!"

So the 12 people were divided into four groups, with 3 people in each group, and they searched carefully in different directions.

Shortly after they separated, Fukui's body, which was left there, was suddenly dragged into the grass and disappeared.

Five minutes later, the four groups of Japanese special forces found nothing and returned to their original positions with no loss of personnel.

"Captain, we didn't find it!"

“Our group too.”

"Not even to the west!"

Yamamoto Ichiro was about to speak when Hashimoto, who was carrying the body, suddenly asked in surprise, "Where is Fukui's body?"

Everyone was stunned, and fear quietly enveloped the hearts of the devils.

Yamamoto Ichiro asked, "Where did you put the body before?"

"Right here! Look, there's blood here!"

Yamamoto Ichiro looked at the bloodstains on the open ground, but the body was gone. He was filled with fear and anger. He immediately picked up his submachine gun and fired at the bushes in front of him, "Da da da..."

"Baga, Baga Yalu, come out, come out, you bastard, you coward, you only know how to attack by surprise, come out and fight me openly"

Seeing Ichiro Yamamoto opening fire, the other Japanese special forces also raised their guns and fired at the surrounding bushes. Fierce gunfire rang out again in the forest, and countless birds flew away.

After another magazine was used up, everyone stopped and stopped firing, but quickly replaced it with a full magazine.

"Retreat and return along the same route!" Ichiro Yamamoto ordered.

"Hayi!"

This time, all the Japanese special forces were very cautious on their way back and were in complete combat formation.

The team had walked less than 30 meters when someone suddenly shouted for help in the forest.

"Help, help..."

Someone in the team heard it immediately, "Wait, it seems like someone is shouting for help!"

The team stopped again.

"Help, help..."

"In the southeast direction, quickly!" Yamamoto Ichiro gave the order immediately after hearing it, and the team immediately changed the direction of advance.

The Japanese special forces passed through a dense forest and finally came to a flat open space covered with various ferns up to their knees.

There was a man kneeling in the middle of the open space, weakly shouting, "Help!"

Judging from the voice, figure, and clothing, a Japanese special forces member said solemnly: "Captain, it's Okamoto-kun!"

A Japanese special forces soldier named Hirose walked towards the kneeling Okamoto with a gun in hand.

Yamamoto Ichiro nervously observed the surrounding terrain and situation with his gun in hand. Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted, "Stop! Hirose, come back!"