Chapter 1018: Rookie

After the battle, the battlefield looked extremely deserted, and the environment in the dark night was extremely calm. Roads, dead grass, gravel, everything is ordinary. It makes people unable to see what is special about Africa.

The start was bad, the information was not clear, and the guide died first. The advance team can only be busy in their own way, and everyone has their own business. Qin Ming's job was to clean up the four armed pickups, which were destroyed by Sergeant Li Cha in the end.

The four pickups had different attitudes, some hit a tree, some rolled over, and some honked wildly. With a rifle in hand and night vision goggles, Qin Ming first found the pickup truck that was honking. A dead body fell on the car seat and pressed the steering wheel. He stretched out his hand and pulled the dead body out, and the sound disappeared.

The fallen body was shot in the chest, and the driver's seat was covered in blood. Qin Ming dug out two magazines and a pistol from the corpse, and nothing else.

"Poor ghost." After cursing, Qin Ming continued to search for the corpses. The advance team has limited ammunition and cannot last long without replenishment from seizures. Although the head of the legion said that he would come over soon, it would take four or five days at the earliest.

The smell and blood of the dead bodies were disgusting. Qin Ming searched the driver's cab, and then searched the compartment. There was a Soviet-style heavy machine gun with a 14.5mm caliber mounted on the carriage, but the ammunition box was empty, and there were no bullets.

"Fuck, scare people." Qin Ming wanted to find the corpse operating the machine gun, but there was only a pool of blood in the carriage, and the corpse... was thrown more than ten meters away. He jumped out of the car and walked towards the corpse, but suddenly heard a rustling sound from the side of the road.

After stopping for a while, Qin Ming moved the position silently, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the direction where the sound came from. There was a pile of dry grass over there.

Angola has a savannah climate, where it is normally hot and humid, with abundant rainfall in the northeast. The weeds beside the road are extremely dense, and despite the devastation of the nuclear winter, the grass seeds buried in the soil have grown back.

"Little guy, do you want to help?" A voice came from the earphones, it should be the shooter brought by Sergeant Li Cha. "There's a mouse hiding next to you. The captain asked us to take care of you, the little baby."

The shooter has already moved to the top of the airport terminal, and is in charge of monitoring the overall situation. Obviously, he also saw movement around Qin Ming. But Qin Ming refused without hesitation: "No need, I can handle it myself."

Although it was not the first time to kill people, but in the past, they were all refugees who were not threatening. Qin Ming knew very well that what he was meeting right now was probably a soldier who had been fighting in Africa for a long time. This kind of person was tricky, cunning, rich in experience, and often had some unique skills.

Right now, it is necessary to judge whether the sound just made is a trap? There is no doubt that veteran Youzi is very good at this kind of booby trap. Thinking that he made a lot of noise during the search, Qin Ming thought that his position had been exposed, so he continued to move silently.

The cat left the road with his waist down. With the help of the field of vision provided by the night vision device, Qin Ming tried to detour with an AK-47M. But when he walked less than ten meters away, he suddenly stepped on the ground, and heard a bent twig sweeping towards him, and a dagger tied to the twig swished towards his thigh.

It is a stampede trap, which uses the elasticity of the branches to form a lethal force. Qin Ming had no way to avoid it, so he could only fall down with his body tilted, his thigh was still cold. Just as he cursed in his heart, he suddenly saw a dark figure emerging from the bushes behind the branches.

Qin Ming had a clever mind, and without thinking too much, he pointed the gun and swept across the shuttle. Amidst the sudden gunshots, the other party just ducked down and continued to rush over, as if trying to capture him.

Damn it..., Qin Ming felt that he was knocked down, the muzzle of the gun was firmly grasped, and the enemy tried to press him to the ground and control him immediately. But he has been eating and drinking and exercising non-stop recently. Although he is not yet an adult, his strength is not much worse than the other party.

The enemy kept yelling in a low voice, his foul-smelling tone was like that of a hyena, and the opponent still had a dagger in his hand to press on Qin Ming's neck. The two sides are at a stalemate,

Qin Ming could clearly feel the sharp blade cutting across his neck—the threat of death was so strong!

Ah... Qin Ming's mind went blank, and he just wanted to push away this enemy who would kill him. A still immature roar came out of his throat, and finally made the blade retreat a little bit. But the enemy is also trying his best to press the blade on again.

After going back and forth two or three times, Qin Ming was almost out of breath, and heard his adoptive father's dissatisfied growl over the radio, "Enough, Harris. Don't look aside, I didn't bring this kid to the battlefield to watch him die."

Hearing these words, Qin Ming felt that the enemy on his body was overturned by violence. He quickly turned over, knelt on the ground and coughed loudly, tears and saliva all came out, and there was still a bloody taste of rust in his mouth.

Looking up again, Qin Ming found that almost all the members of the advance team had appeared. Old Harris was stepping on a ragged black man. Judging from the man's thin arms, it was obvious that he had been hungry for a long time.

Damn, I was almost killed by such an enemy.

Mr. Qin put on a haughty face and remained silent. Zhang Hong walked over and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger on Qin Ming's thigh. I want to wait for you to make some achievements before rewarding you, but now it seems that I can only pay in advance."

I didn't feel it when the dagger was stabbed in, but it was very painful to pull it out. However, the top-level "healing needle" made by "Second Force" Mai Lang can strongly restore the injury.

The bleeding from Qin Ming's wound was quickly stopped, and there were bursts of itching after bandaging. He knew that his wounds would heal completely within two or three days, and even the scars on his face from the past would heal greatly.

Qin Ming stood up with a limp leg, and the old Harris was kicking the prisoner's face non-stop. The kicked opponent kept screaming because the prisoner didn't open his mouth. He thought about the feeling of death when he was crushed by a sharp knife just now, and suddenly said: "Don't torture him, if he can't understand, just kill him."

"No, no, I can understand your words. Give me a bite to eat, and I'll tell you everything." The thin captive lost his vigor, and begged loudly on his knees.

Sergeant Li Cha stepped forward and said coldly, "Boy, do you know the mistakes you made?"

Qin Ming was a little afraid of the always-stern Master Chief, so he stood up straight and shook his head, "I don't know."

"First of all, you are too careless. We asked you to rummage through the corpses, but you seem to be going shopping in the city. Secondly, you are too careless. The shooter has reminded you, but you are still too sloppy in observing your surroundings. Finally, you are not ruthless enough. Why don't you use your arms to block the dagger?"

Qin Ming was completely stunned by the series of reprimands from the Master Chief. He murmured, "Block with your arms? My arms will be cut off."

"Between losing a hand and a life, do you choose not to die? Or are you worried that we won't be able to heal your hand?" Sergeant Li Cha stretched out his hand and grabbed the wound on Qin Ming's thigh, which was just bandaged up. The wound suddenly hurt unbearably.

Qin Ming, who was screaming, finally greeted the smiling face of the shooter, "Little baby, are you going to cry? You should go home, this place is not suitable for rookies."

Qin Ming, who was about to shed tears in pain, immediately held back his tears and shouted stubbornly: "No, even if I am a rookie, I will stay."

The members of the advance team immediately roared with laughter, apparently really treating Qin Ming like a child. This annoyed Qin Ming even more. He held back his anger and said, "You don't have to laugh so loudly. I will become an excellent fighter. This day won't be too long."