Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

In the northern mountains of the Vietnamese army in the border area between the two countries, there stands a large jungle. It has a Chinese name called Ma'andi!

Zhao Cheng hid in a small cave formed by natural rocks. The space underneath was very large, and it was also a cave with many passages.

However, the entrance to the cave was very small and located on a cliff, so it was difficult to spot without careful observation. He had been hiding here for three hours.

The surrounding mountains were the cemetery he had arranged for the White-Eyed Wolf Special Agent Battalion. After all, this place was picturesque, and it was clearly a prime location for feng shui. It was also not far from Malipo, perfect for our martyrs to suppress this group of white-eyed wolves.

With a loud "boom", a piece of mountain collapsed, and countless pieces of gravel flew at high speed like knives. Each piece of gravel was like a bullet, hitting the marching soldiers of the special forces battalion.

Several soldiers from the special forces battalion were hit in vital areas and died instantly, and several soldiers were seriously injured.

It took a full half hour for the disorganized Special Operations Battalion and the accompanying company from the 316th Division to regroup. A thorough inventory revealed that the trap alone had killed four of the nearly 150-man search force, with nearly twenty casualties, including minor and serious injuries.

"What's going on? Why are there so many casualties?" The chief officer of the special forces battalion was not hurt at all because he was protected by someone, but two of his protectors were seriously injured.

How could this guy not be angry when two elite agents lost their combat effectiveness just like that?

"Sir, this must be a man-made trap, and they definitely used a lot of explosives. Plus, most of the mountains here are made of hard granite, so there are so many casualties," the company commander explained.

"Don't I know? I want to know how those damn enemies managed to put so much explosives inside the mountain?" The leader of the special forces battalion was extremely angry. They had lost so many men before they even saw the enemy. Even when they were fighting with the United States a few years ago, there was no such thing.

"Bang!" But before the company commander could explain, the leader of the special forces battalion was shot in the head by a bullet from nowhere, and red and white gunpowder sprayed all over the head and face of the company commander on the opposite side.

"Enemy attack!" The company commander shouted and fell to the ground.

Unfortunately, his shouting was of no use as the enemy only fired one shot.

When everyone stood up again and continued to be on guard, the soldiers of the special forces battalion came to check on their chief officer and found that he was already dead and there was no need for any rescue.

"The bullet was shot from the top of the opposite mountain. Send two people to check it out!" An older agent looked at the death of their leader and pointed to a hill in the distance and gave the order.

Soon, a team of three set off. The hilltop opposite them was about 400 meters away, and from their vantage point, they could see the situation on this side of the hillside. Their side was just a small mound of earth.

The three agents became cautious after reaching the foot of the mountain. They thought the enemy must have left. After all, there were so many of them. If they didn't run away after being discovered, could they just wait for him to encircle them?

The three of them formed a standard inverted triangle formation, two in front and one behind, about two meters apart, and began to search towards the mountain.

The dark environment in the forest limits vision, so even if you are only two meters away, you will sometimes suddenly disappear from sight.

The tall trees were natural obstacles. As the soldier walking behind was concentrating on checking the surroundings, a large hand reached out from a tree, went around his head from behind, covered his mouth and nose, and with the other hand pressed directly on his shoulders, throwing him to the ground.

A dagger pierced directly into his temple. Without even pulling the knife out, the owner of the hands turned around and disappeared into the dark jungle.

When the two people in front heard a noise and turned to look back, they found that the figure following them had suddenly disappeared. As they were frantically looking around, a figure appeared behind the person walking on the left.

He held a dagger in each hand, and with a flick of his right hand, the dagger pierced the temple of the person on his right. The sound of him falling to the ground also attracted the attention of the person on his left. Just as he was about to turn around to look, he suddenly saw a figure appear behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Scared out in a cold sweat, he raised his gun and wanted to attack the shadow. As a result, a dagger appeared in his sight, magnified directly in his eyes, and the dagger went straight into his brain from his right eye, penetrating his entire brain.

The black shadow came near the three people, took out a few grenades, placed them around them, and then turned and disappeared into the dark jungle.

On the other side of the special forces battalion, the veteran immediately reacted when he saw the three people who had not appeared for a long time.

"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap! Let's go over and take a look. Leave ten soldiers here to watch the wounded, and the others follow me in a search formation to take a look!" The old soldier shouted and ran towards the opposite hillside first.

The rest of the special forces battalion followed the veteran, leaving the company commander with his men. The company commander saw that he could only leave one squad behind to look after the wounded, and he led the rest of the men to follow.

When the veteran led the special forces battalion to the place where the three people were killed, they saw that the bodies of the three people were killed in an inverted triangle formation in a very small area. They were all killed with a knife.

Two were shot in the temple, one had his right eye shot straight into his head, and three bayonets from Soviet-made AK47 rifles were still on the bodies.

The veteran looked at the scene and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. He wanted to kill the three of them in such a small area without even firing a gun. The other side was all masters! And judging by the way the three died, they were basically killed in one encounter!

"Go and collect the bodies and carry them back!" The old soldier could only sigh helplessly and ordered the soldiers behind him to carry the three people back to where they were just now.

"Yes!" Six people walked out of the queue and were about to lift their comrades.

"What's going on?" Suddenly, the company commander and his men arrived here and asked.

"Three agents were killed! And in such a small area! The other side had masters! They were all killed with one sword!" The veteran waved his hand to let those people continue, and said to the company commander.

"So powerful? Could it be that several of them will ambush our people and attack at the same time? The other side hasn't experienced a war for so many years, how could they have any masters?" The company commander asked a little puzzled.

"It's hard to say! After all, their country is too big!" said the veteran with emotion.

"What's that sound?" The company commander heard a slight sound beside him and asked curiously.

"What?" the old soldier turned around and asked.