Chapter 599

"Damn it! This idiot actually pulled something like this at a time like this!" Xia Wen cursed loudly, his eyes turning slightly red at the corners.

Afterwards.

He took one last look at Locke's figure running back.

He made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and decided to awaken.

So, following the other mercenaries, he also ran in the direction where Kove was leading.

Not far from Zinafang.

The main assault force led by Zhao Xishun had already reached a position very close to the mercenary group.

Just now.

They too heard a gunshot sound coming from the right side.

So they spurred their horses and rushed over.

They were all fully armed and had no fear of this mercenary group.

So.

With the situation changing, rushing over with full force became the primary objective.

Zhao Xishun hesitated slightly and said, "What's going on? Internal conflict? Our main assault force hasn't even arrived yet, and the armed helicopter unit behind them couldn't possibly get there before us!"

The deputy commander beside him said, "Maybe it was a stray shot, or they encountered some danger."

"Report!" A liaison soldier ran over to report.

"Speak!" Zhao Xishun shouted loudly.

The liaison soldier hurriedly reported the situation that had just occurred.

"When we heard the gunshot, we contacted the other units, and none of them had fired a shot."

Zhao Xishun nodded repeatedly and said, "So that means the gunshot came from the opposing mercenary group. Deputy commander, tell me, what is the most likely reason?"

The deputy commander pondered for a moment and said, "In my estimation, the most likely reason is that they had an internal conflict."

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Xishun burst out laughing. "You speak just as unreliably as always!"

"Hahaha!" The deputy commander smiled awkwardly, thinking, You old bastard, why don't you just say what the other side is doing!

As if hearing the deputy commander's thoughts.

Zhao Xishun looked at the front line with a gesture of commanding Jiangshan.

444. Battle Begins

Zhao Xishun looked at the deputy commander and slowly said:

"They are in a desperate situation, which may have caused a conflict, thus triggering this situation."

Hearing Zhao Xishun's words.

The deputy commander cursed his ancestors twelve times over.

His ancestral grave would have been cursed into emitting green smoke by those lips.

What Zhao Xishun said was nothing but the internal conflict he had just mentioned!

By changing to an ambiguous answer, does that mean it isn't true!?

Zhao Xishun then commanded the soldiers, "All attention! Everyone, move towards the direction of the gunshot. The enemy we are surrounding and tracking is most likely in that direction. Remember to proceed with caution!"

Having finished speaking.

The force led by Zhao Xishun set off towards that direction first.

The remaining forces quickly followed.

The forces ambushing on both sides rapidly advanced forward.

Shortening the distance of their encirclement.

At this moment.

In their movement.

They had silently advanced towards the ten o'clock direction where Kove and the others were fleeing.

It wouldn't take long.

They would meet.

Under these circumstances.

With one mercenary already down.

The outcome was unquestionable.

The Kendingshi Society would definitely start a gunfight immediately.

At this moment.

On Kove's side.

They all began to flee in a frenzy.

As long as they could burst out of the deep forest and reach that small village.

They could drive the jeep and leave this damn place.

But unfortunately.

A journey that usually felt very short.

At this very moment, seemed exceptionally long.

Quickly.

Kove heard some movement in the grass beside him.

He hurriedly turned his head to look.

He saw.

A person in green camouflage was holding a gun, its muzzle aimed at Kof's head.

Before he could react.

Another gunshot shattered the temporary silence.

The scene showed.

Kof anticipated the enemy's trajectory with a preemptive move and dodged this fatal strike.

Then.

Immediately after, Kof raised his hand and fired two shots.

Instantly sending the opponent to their death in the northwest.

Kof's movements were entirely subconscious.

Even he himself hadn't reacted in time.

Kof looked at the gun in his hand and at Di Ran slowly falling, gasped heavily twice, then came to his senses; disregarding the risk of exposing his location, he roared urgently: "Everyone, move! Move if you don't want to die! The enemy is right in front of us! Run!"

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

Amid Kof's continuous shouting.

It was seen that.

Countless mercenaries behind him surged forward, one by one rushing past Kof and heading toward the ten o'clock direction.

Kof stared coldly at the surrounding environment.

He knew what lay ahead.

That group would not appear alone.

Unless it was a vanguard soldier.

In the two seconds Kof stood stunned.

Below the mountain.

Right in front of Kof, the sound of combat and gunfire erupted again.

Kof shuddered first, then hurriedly ran over.

The automatic rifle he held was gripped tightly in his hands, with no slack whatsoever.

What lay ahead.

He knew clearly in his heart.

"Perhaps, maybe, I won't survive."