"Nothing." The captain of the jungle mercenary squad was quite calm. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Carl Carl, target 13 is behind you. Target 13 is behind you. According to the information, the target has certain water control ability. Pay attention to avoiding water sources. Re-emphasize paying attention to avoiding water sources."

Carl is the temporary squad leader of the three-person team. When he heard the captain wake up on the intercom, instead of worrying, he showed a grimace of a grin and said, "Okay, I get it."
Put the walkie-talkie back in his pocket. ricard whistled to the left and right players and said, "Brothers, we have a job to do. If we catch that guy behind us, we will get a bonus of 10 thousand pounds!"
Mercenary ricard belongs to the kind of guy who wants money and doesn’t want to die. If he wants to pay enough, he will dare to take anything. According to him, he can enjoy life at will. If he fails, he can leave this painful world early. Anyway, what is the point of making money?
The two guys next to Carl are similar in character to him, one is Tom and the other is Peter, both of whom grew up in slums and are also fanatics who are not afraid of death.
"Great," said Tom, with several scars on his face, spitting on the ground. "Finally, there is a result! I’ve been looking for this damn woodland for dozens of days. I don’t want to do it for a long time. It’s too boring. If I had known, I wouldn’t have taken this. "
Wan is proficient in fighting mercenaries in the jungle, and even the powerful umbrella employment association can’t help it. There is no way for the association to recruit some nomadic mercenaries, Carl. They are.
The umbrella employment association is worried that these recruited mercenaries will not do a good job, and they will be scattered and assigned to various teams. Carl and the three of them will be assigned to this ten-person team.
During this time, I was used to being lazy. Carl was detained by the captain. Whether it was marching, searching or camping, everything had to be in accordance with the rules
Rules, rules! It’s all those damn rule! You have to cover it up with soil to pee. This is Kalinzan forest, not downtown Newland! Besides, even in downtown Niulun, he didn’t find a soil cover to pee.
For dozens of days, Carl and them have been tired of seeing that they have finally chased the target. These guys are finally carefree and less wronged.
"Boss, what should we do?" Asked Peter.
This guy is thin, thin and malnourished, and it seems that a gust of wind can blow him away. This kind of figure is rare in mercenaries who need physical strength and fight, but bit’s reputation is not small. "Crazy" says that it is him-he is extremely crazy in the battle. "Crazy" here is not a formal word, but it does mean that this guy’s spirit seems to have some problems. He never thinks about life and death in the battle, but he is always rushing to die, but that’s how the mercenary world is. He is not afraid of death and often works hard to live, but he is more likely to die.
Carl looked down and asked Peter, "Are you brave, Peter?"
Bite pulled out his dagger, stuck out his tongue and licked it. The sharp blade cut his tongue and shed a mouthful of blood. He said, "What do you say?" Ask the boss to tell me to stab me three times, or will you stab me three times? "
Staring at Carl with bloodshot eyes and malicious eyes feels a chill in his back. It’s really crazy! Carl secretly scolded 1 and said, "Now the target is behind us. It’s not easy to catch something. This guy slipped and accidentally let her get away. The captain said that the target has the ability to control water and tends to attack near the water source, so I thought I could find a way to lure her out."
"I see," Peter shouted. Carl got a fright and ran in one direction.
After running for five or six hundred meters, I found a small river, but it was more than one meter deep and four or five meters wide. I didn’t care whether my teammates followed or not, and I didn’t care if Carl had any plans. I simply took off my clothes, plunged into the stream and swam around before I floated up. Right, followed by Carl and said, "This water is so cool, you should come too!"
Carl said next to him, "Are you crazy? ！”
Peter cocked his head and thought for a moment and said, "I’m not crazy. Didn’t you say that the target has the ability to control water and wanted to draw her out?"
For a moment, Carl said that Peter was generally right, but Carl had planned to find someone close to the river and lake to draw the target out, but he didn’t plan to … Forget it. Carl waved his hand. It’s up to Bit to do whatever he wants.
Carl and Tom are ambushing around in Bitter River, staring at Bitter and shooting at him as soon as something happens.
Carl, although they are famous for their madness, it doesn’t mean that they are not excellent mercenaries. Mercenaries should be patient. They are not lacking. After waiting for more than two hours, there is still no abnormality around them.
After swimming for two hours, you can’t keep up until the target comes.
This is a small river, Peter must swim, or he doesn’t know that he will be washed there by the river.
If only I could find a pond, the water would be still and float, so I could relax and save energy.
Just thinking about whether to apply to the captain for another place to attract the target, I suddenly felt a pain in my left leg.
Is this a cramp? It shouldn’t be. It’s still a little hot at this time. It’s easy to cramp if you jump into cold water without any preparation activities, but he has been swimming in this river for two hours. How can he cramp in this situation?
Peter just wanted to say hello to Carl and others. Let’s get himself out first, and then suddenly Peter felt the temperature of the surrounding water drop rapidly.
This ….. this ….. Peter didn’t understand anything. The water in the Chu River was freezing to the bone. He wondered if the river had all dropped to freezing point. Otherwise, how could it be so cold?
"Carl …" Bite shouted a name and felt that his foot was caught by something. There was also a force to drag himself into the depths of the river. He struggled as hard as he could, but there was no such force as death in the underworld.
Chapter 27 Life Games (14)
Tom noticed that something was wrong for the first time. He touched his elbow next to Carl and said, "Boss, what are you looking at Peter for?" Play snorkeling at this time? "
As I said before, this river is very shallow, but the average depth is only over one meter. For the average adult man, if he doesn’t consider the impact brought by running water, it will get worse. Tom, a good tiddler like Peter, is not worried about the guy’s safety, but it’s a bit strange that he dived into the water for a long time and didn’t float. What is this for?
Carl looked across the river and said, "Who knows? Maybe that guy found something at the bottom of the river. Before you forget, he dug sea cucumbers in the sea."
"This isn’t the sea …" Tom muttered, but didn’t say anything about watching and playing "diving" anxiously.
A minute passed … two minutes passed … five minutes passed … and Pete remained in a snorkeling state and didn’t float.
"Boss, something is wrong. It’s over …" Tom said with a trembling voice.
"I know," Carl interrupted Tom before he finished, and there was a smile on his lips. "We succeeded in our plan, but goal 13 was led over."
Tom’s sad face plan was successful, but the hook was not a delicious sturgeon, but a man-eating shark.
"Let’s go and have a look," Carl said.
"In the past?" Tom said incredulously, shouldn’t we run away at this time?
Carl didn’t care. Tom grabbed his arm in horror and dragged it to the river.
Carl watched the sinking river on the shore and Peter said, "Go get him out."
Tom said in tears, "Boss, have pity on me. I have a ten-year-old mother …"
"Tom," Carl asked with a ferocious smile, "how long have you been with me?"
"Half … less than half a year" Tom replied.
Carl raised his automatic rifle to Tom’s head and asked, "Do you know how my former player died?"
"No … I don’t know"
"Do you want to know?"
"No … don’t want to … not at all."
"Good," ordered Carl, nodding his head. "Go and get the bit out."
"Yes, sir." Tom became honest this time.
Although this river may devour its own soul, if you don’t do what Carl says, he will die directly. Isn’t it normal for a mercenary to die in this original forest with complicated wild environment?
Even if you were killed by Carl, who would go back and take care of it? Umbrella Employment Association? I’m not a member of the association. I was recruited temporarily and died. Who cares?
Tom waded into the river shaking and walked beside Peter. It’s strange to say that he hasn’t breathed for such a long time. It’s very unlikely that his teammate is still alive, but he hasn’t been washed away by the river, but he has been staying where he is as if … as if an anchor had fixed his body.
Tom looked back at Carl, and when he saw that the automatic rifle in the boss’s hand was still pointing at his head, he swallowed a calm spirit and stretched out his hand and grabbed Bit’s arm.
Tom felt a force against himself, but it soon disappeared. Tom was careless for a moment, and the buoyancy of the river was overturned by him. He kept lying on his back.
The body is definitely drowned. The body is a mercenary. Tom has seen many bodies, including drowning. At a glance, he can confirm that Bit is dead and drowned alive.
Although there has been speculation for a long time, it really made Tom feel a chill. He has seen many bodies made by himself, and there are also several bodies, but Peter’s death is so strange. His teammates clearly know that Peter was a good swimmer, and he once ran around the local camp with a group of mercenaries who were good at water for a long time. He has been hiding from the enemy and tracked the swamp for more than ten days … He is always a very good water guy-if he heard these stories from Peter, he didn’t make them up, but now he is in front of this guy who is used to boasting about how good he is in a shallow river.
Drowned! Drowned! Tom feels cold.
If it’s an ordinary accident, it’s all right. It’s not unreasonable to drown, but this time it’s different. This time it’s haunted!
Tom looked at the shore in the river and Carl said, "Boss, forget it. Let’s go home!" "