The Dragon Soul of the Strongest Special Forces

Chapter 750

When the five drug dealers in charge of the escort were shot and killed by wooden spears and anti-infantry barbs, they could barely control the mule team, but now the mule team is completely out of control.

"Hold! Hold!"

The team leader waved the M1911 in his hand, and ordered to the chaotic team, "Take control of these mules, if they die, you will die too!! You can die, but the mules cannot die!!"

Are the lives of these mules worth more than their lives?
It really is.

What is valuable is not the mule itself, but the high-purity "white flour" carried on the mule.

The drug dealers around the mule team desperately tried to catch the frightened and fleeing mules.

However, those drug dealers who were pulling the rope, not only failed to hold the mule, but were also rushed into the minefield by the mule.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The mule detonated the landmines in the minefield after rushing into the minefield with the drug dealers pulling the rope.

The jungle is full of gunpowder smoke, black and red flames are everywhere, and the sound of explosions can be heard endlessly.

Human body remains, internal organs, and soil mixed with moss and rotting leaves were scattered in the jungle.

A mule was blown to pieces by a landmine or a mortar shell under its feet, and the box on its back was also blown apart. The white powder in the box was scattered, followed by the wet soil with a rotten smell. ,Mix together.

The value of these soils soared instantly.

This piece of jungle, which is regarded as the "territory of death", is usually seldom visited by people, trembling and whining...

The mules that rushed into the minefield had no hope of survival, and the drug dealers who were led by the mules into the minefield were blown to pieces along with the mules and buried in the jungle.

At this time, more than one-third of the escort team of nearly a hundred people was killed in the minefield left by the war.

The mule team responsible for delivering drugs was also blown up, and more than half of the mules were killed in the minefield. Similarly, more than half of the 99% pure "white flour" was mixed with rancid soil.

If someone is willing to try to dig out all the soil mixed with "white flour", maybe they can filter some "white flour" out of it and make a fortune.

Of course, this requires the risk of being blown to pieces by landmines at any time.

The explosion of the mines ceased.

No more mules charged into the minefield and detonated the mines inside.

Because, the remaining mules were all broken by bullets and fell to the ground.

This is the only way to prevent the frightened mules from rushing into the minefield, and only in this way can the ongoing losses be minimized.

On the "drug transport corridor", the surviving Xi Weng family's private army soldiers gathered together.

Although these lucky young men saved their own lives, many of them were also injured.

Only half of them were able to stand and act normally.

A wooden spear, three anti-infantry barbs, and a rusty animal trap lost half of the combat effectiveness of this drug delivery team!

The team leader fully understood at this time that someone had set up an ambush here.

"Sniper, find those guys who are hiding!"

The team leader held the M1911 in his right hand and the walkie-talkie in his left, issuing orders to the ambushing snipers.

The sniper lurking in the vegetation, holding the SVD sniper rifle, fixed his eyes on the sniper scope, trying to find Ye Xiao, He Ziming, Song Xiu, and Tang Feng who were hiding.

It's just that these snipers who have only received the most basic sniper training, how could they find Ye Xiao, He Ziming, Song Xiu, and Tang Feng?
"Nobody around."

A sniper reported the situation to the team leader via radio.

"you sure?"

The team leader held the M1911 tightly and observed the situation around him, apparently not trusting the sniper's words.

"Yes……"

The sniper hesitated for a moment, but finally confirmed his judgment, "There is no one around."

"Zhilong, are we still going to do it?" Tang Feng asked Ye Xiao.

"Don't worry." Ye Xiao replied, "The 'dessert' is just served now, isn't it?"

"They're regrouping."

Song Xiu noticed that the remaining drug dealers gathered together in the "drug transport corridor" to form a defensive circle.

A dozen drug dealers held AK automatic rifles and defended the perimeter; the remaining drug dealers untied the drug boxes that were originally carried on the mule's back, tied them with ropes, and carried them behind their backs.

These mules can no longer continue to walk and transport drugs to the border, so people can only carry the boxes to the border for trading.

It was less than five kilometers away from the place where the transaction was carried out, and it would take three days and two nights to go back.

It is impossible to go back.

The captain of the escort team knew that, at this point, if they retreated, it would be a dead end.

And if the remaining "bad noodles" are traded, maybe there is still a chance to save one's life.

"Zhilong, they are on their way." Tang Feng said into the radio.

Ye Xiao peeked out from behind the tree trunk, and through the radio, gave an order to Song Xiu and He Ziming, "Lone Sword, Poison Fang, send them on their way."

"understand!"

"Roger that!"

Song Xiu and He Ziming respectively pulled out their Rambo sabers from the scabbards on the left shoulder straps of their tactical vests, and cut off the taut vines around their feet with one blow.

Whoosh...

shhhhhh...

A dozen or twenty anti-infantry barbs flew out of the bushes on both sides of the "drug transport corridor" and shot at the drug dealers walking on the "drug transport corridor" carrying drug boxes.

The anti-infantry barbs that He Ziming dug out from the minefield, although severely corroded, are still deadly when ejected at close range, especially when these drug dealers do not have any protective gear on them.

These anti-infantry barbs attacked these drug dealers indiscriminately. One of the drug dealers was carrying a box and was shot by two anti-infantry barbs at the same time.

One anti-infantry barb hit the heroin base case he was carrying behind his back, and another anti-infantry barb pierced the left thigh.

The drug dealer sat on the ground, screaming in pain, trying to pull out the anti-infantry barb stuck in his thigh.

However, the anti-infantry barbs are full of barbs. If you pull them out with your bare hands, it is equivalent to pulling the flesh off your body. This kind of pain is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

Don't look at these people who usually look fierce, but now they have become weak chickens.

So the drug dealer just gave it a try before choosing to give up.

These anti-infantry barbs flying out of the bushes broke up the escort team that had just assembled.

(End of this chapter)