Chapter 8 5. Flying Daggers

It is said that the Chinese who have been to Peget Island are all aggrieved by the catering industry here - high prices, bad service attitude, and more importantly, extremely bad taste. After swallowing a whole piece of the so-called "specialty dried fish" that was as hard as wood, Lin Feiyu felt that such an evaluation was already reserved.Compared with the several Chinese fish dishes he has tasted - such as "pepper paddle" and "West Lake vinegar fish", Paget's "dried fish" is simply an insult to the concept of "food". After rinsing his mouth, Lin Feiyu slowly put down the water glass in his hand, and looked up at the electronic clock on the wall—"17:15". The time on the face does not match——

total darkness. The whole sky was filled with haze and dark clouds, the wild wind was howling outside, and the only light was the yellowish chandelier above the head—it was still flickering on and off. Lin Feiyu tightened his black coat - it fits well and is very comfortable, and it is also the original product of "MADE IN CHINA" - all of these are in line with his requirements and are simply impeccable.It's just that he couldn't explain why, but he was more disturbed than when he was hiding in the jungle just now.Intuition told Lin Feiyu that Chen Yang's marines did not "capture" the port, but the enemy gave it away.

Who are these "enemies"? They left no corpses, no weapons, no serial numbers, no names, and no clues that could be used to identify them.Thinking of this, Lin Feiyu couldn't help but look sad—he is not a soldier, and he doesn't need to patrol in the dark like Chen Yang's marines, but he needs to think about the deeper and more annoying truth behind all the crises and obstacles. He put down Erlang's legs that had been crossed for a long time, and carefully observed his surroundings—— This hut looks like it has been around for some time, both the walls and the ceiling have traces of vicissitudes. The few glass windows that were originally bright and clean were holed by bullets, making them devastated.

Lin Feiyu glanced at the ashtray on the table, a half-smoked cigarette caught his attention, he carefully held the cigarette butt between two fingers, and brought it up in front of his eyes.A Qixing brand cigarette—a familiar image suddenly flashed in Lin Feiyu's mind. He frowned, as if he was about to think of something, but was interrupted by Chen Yang's thick voice: "Lin Shen!" Chen Yang stood at attention and saluted, "According to your instructions, we searched the entire port, but found no remaining hostile personnel, only a few ordinary people hiding in the basement of the warehouse—they don't know anything."

The so-called "whole port" is actually just a few old dilapidated houses. "We also found a map of the port, would you like to have a look at it?" "No need," Lin Feiyu waved his hand, "Have you found any communication equipment such as a radio?" "Yes." Chen Yang paused, then shook his head, "but it's the same as ours, it can't contact the landing ship." "It's also a noise?" "It's all noise, there is no way to communicate at all, and I can't even hear a word." "What about the Beidou satellite navigation system?"

"It's all dead, no signal, no phone calls, no internet." It was obvious that someone was deliberately interfering with the signal—Lin Feiyu supported his cheeks, and opened his palms to cover his dignified side face, "...Then what about your company? How is the situation now?" "Nearly half of them were lost. If you don't count the seriously injured, there are still 62 people with combat effectiveness." Lin Feiyu sighed softly, and flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, "Then what are you going to do now? Continue the mission or retreat?"

"Chief, are you asking about my plan?" Chen Yang said expressionlessly, "I'm here to ask for orders." "If you come to ask me, I will say, before the whole army is wiped out, find a way to bring your people back to the 'Qingyang', and hurry up." Lin Feiyu nodded with his mouth curled up, looking like He looked like he was joking, but his tone of voice was quite serious, as if he wasn't talking nonsense, "...but I guess you won't accept it." "Sir, please look out the window." Lin Feiyu glanced at the window, but found nothing unusual—to be exact, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

"how?" "Night landing operations are one of our training subjects. Darkness is not a problem," Chen Yang shrugged. "But wind and waves combined with darkness is a big problem." Indeed, the sound of the wind outside the house was like ghosts crying and wolves howling, so violent that it seemed to be able to blow people away. "Besides," the lieutenant continued, "we can't contact the 'Qingyang' now, and we don't even know where it is." "Xiao Liming definitely guessed that you were attacked, why didn't you send the 'Qingyang' to help?"

"The port of this island has a shallow draft and cannot accommodate such a large warship, and they don't know what happened here. They probably dare not approach rashly before dawn-if there is any mistake on the 'Qingyang', it will be a real international warship. It's a scandal." "So we're temporarily stuck here?" "That's why I came to ask for orders." "Then you will be disappointed, company commander." Lin Feiyu spread his hands with a smile, "I don't have any 'orders' to give, so you can do it according to your own judgment. I am not a soldier, and I can't lead a team. Your duty is imposed on me."

The sarcastic remarks are not unreasonable. "Lin Shen..." Chen Yang nodded, as if he had received some kind of acquiescence, but he felt a little relieved, "Then my marines and I will do our best to stay on this island until we complete the task of rescuing tourists." tasks, or other instructions from superiors." "Well, very brave, but not wise." Lin Feiyu paused, "Didn't you expect to encounter well-trained militants when you started the mission?" Chen Yang was silent for a few seconds: "I never thought that there would be casualties... not only me, but everyone involved in the operation, including General Xiao, thought it was just a cross-border rescue."

Or rather, the whole world thinks so. "That's why I asked you to lead people to retreat." Lin Feiyu nodded the table, "Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. Now you don't even know who your opponents are, how many they are, and what equipment you have. How can you fight under such conditions? Complete the mission? If I'm not wrong, you don't even know whether the 27 Chinese tourists are alive or dead, right?" "What the chief said is true, but..." Chen Yang took a deep breath, "But if even we give up, who else can lend a helping hand to them? Many brothers sacrificed today, I will cry , but not now, because now, I still have a mission that I have to complete." Lin Feiyu gave a "tsk" and turned his eyes to one side: "This is the reason why I hate working with soldiers. You always don't know how to be flexible..." He sighed softly: "If I want to die, then no one can save me." It’s up to you, do what you like.” Hearing this, Chen Yang naturally felt a little awkward.Obedience to orders is originally a soldier's bounden duty, even if he is not praised, he will not be ridiculed, right?Moreover, the person who ridiculed him was still the "highest-ranking officer" here in name. "Lin Shen, what about you?" Chen Yang planned to fight back this time, "What are you going to do? Are you going to leave Paget? Or are you planning to go deep into the island?" "Are you asking about my whereabouts?" Lin Feiyu smiled and said, "Do you want to discuss state secrets with me?" "No, chief, I just want you to know that if you plan to continue your mission—no matter what it is," Chen Yang raised his voice intentionally with a serious face, "my people will still help." "Understood," Lin Feiyu smiled and shook his head, "but I'm used to doing things alone...how about this, company commander, let us spend tonight quietly, maybe everything will turn around tomorrow." "I have set up sentries and lines, and we will spend the night in this port today." "I asked for orders over and over again, so everything has been done." "I'm sorry, Lin Shen," Chen Yang suppressed a smile, "Our marines are all like this." After leaving the office and closing the door behind him, Chen Yang let out a long sigh of relief—to be honest, Lin Feiyu is a very unpleasant person, he is sarcastic, glib, and always takes a cynical attitude to deal with very serious problems. And serious topic.However, Chen Yang felt more and more that behind his seemingly indifferent eyes, there was a trustworthy heart hidden. Now, Lin Feiyu is alone. He has long forgotten when he got used to this feeling - he is alone, hard-hearted, cynical about everything that has nothing to do with the task, doesn't care, doesn't care, doesn't shed tears, just smiles hypocritically, talking Raw nonsense...at least, on the surface. After Chen Yang left, he could stay quietly in the small and messy office, with his shadow attached to each other, and focus on thinking about his own affairs.Maybe it was because of the fatigue and tension of the whole day, he thought about it, and actually put his cheeks on his hands and fell asleep. After being half asleep and dazed for an unknown amount of time, Lin Feiyu seemed to hear something strange, so he opened his eyes suddenly, but he could only see a small area near the window.He vigilantly picked up the pistol from the table, put it in the pocket of the windbreaker, flicked the lamp switch back and forth twice, and confirmed that the electricity in the room had been cut off. Is it the wind?Indeed, as far as common sense is concerned, it is very common to encounter power outages during typhoons.This reminded Lin Feiyu of when he was a child living in the south, every few years, there would always be one or two violent storms, especially in the summer of 1998, when the family... etc. Walking to the window, Lin Feiyu's memories stopped abruptly, and only then did he realize that something was wrong: "No way?" A bright moon hangs high above the deep sky, and the dazzling and gorgeous light spreads a layer of amber carpet on the ground.The sea in the distance is calm, sparkling and beautiful. What a quiet and serene night, what an elegant and refreshing moonlight, the breeze is wrapped in a faint salty fragrance, blowing on Lin Feiyu's handsome face, and twirling his curly hair - this should be Paget, a Nanyang vacation paradise The original colors ah. But how is this possible? How could the small island, which is still blowing with strong winds when it is dark, become so peaceful and docile after a short rest?According to the meteorological department, isn't "Xuanwu" the largest typhoon in recent years? wait a minute... "No..." Lin Feiyu stared at the curved crescent moon, and said to himself with a gloomy face: "'Xuanwu' should not have arrived yet..." He finally found the key to the problem. If nothing goes wrong with the remote sensing satellite, theoretically speaking, "Xuanwu" should still be at least two hundred nautical miles away.Although there will always be some errors in the weather forecast, Mr. Xuanwu will not learn to "teleport", and it is impossible to invade Paget a whole day in advance. That is to say, the "abnormality" did not appear immediately, but had already occurred when Lin Feiyu landed with the Marine Corps. It was just because the battle was so sudden and intense that no one was aware of it. There seemed to be something strange slowly wriggling in the sky, Lin Feiyu pulled the latch, pushed open the broken glass window, poked his head out and looked carefully—— It was a large group of dark clouds, to be precise, a large continuous dark cloud, stretching from the end of the field of vision, and extending beyond the end of the field of vision.The haze is rolling in the distant sky, but here is the bright moon - an incomprehensible vision covers the entire sky.Lin Feiyu found that there was no gap between the connected dark clouds, it was like a complete and dignified ring-shaped pig iron suspended in mid-air. Yes, it's a ring - this gave him a hint, and made Lin Feiyu, who was completely confused at first, suddenly realized: The only reasonable explanation is that the entire Paget Island is in the eye of the typhoon, and the temporary calm belongs to this small piece of sky. Two marines, holding rifles, paced on the pier, looking around and whispering, walking slowly towards this side.Lin Feiyu stretched out his hand and greeted them: "Hi guys..." The other party stood at attention very seriously and saluted: "Chief!" Lin Feiyu lay on the window sill and pointed to the sky: "When did it start to clear up?" "About six thirty in the evening." "What time is it now?" A soldier looked down at the watch on his hand: "Seven o'clock." It's only two hours... The eye of the typhoon above the head obviously does not belong to "Xuanwu" - its category 12 wind radius exceeds 150 kilometers, and the radius of category 10 wind reaches 500 kilometers. Wading to Paget Island.What's more, if the "Xuanwu" really struck, I'm afraid Paget would not be in the peaceful and comfortable appearance he is now. A new typhoon - this is the only possible answer at present. Although Lin Feiyu is not an expert in meteorology, common sense tells him that the possibility of two typhoons, one large and one small, forming at once in the same sea area is almost impossible. "Interesting..." Lin Feiyu held his chin, frowned and thought for a few seconds, "With the current weather, you should be able to return to the landing ship, right?" "We have not received an order to return to the ship." In the dark, Lin Feiyu felt that these heroic marines had lost their best... maybe the only chance to evacuate. "I want to see your company commander!" He said darkly, "I have something important to discuss with him!" "yes!" Lin Feiyu supported the window sill with both hands, and jumped onto the street.The moment he touched the ground with both feet and was about to move forward, a sharp scream passed over his head, and something slammed heavily into the middle of the Port Authority behind him, making a muffled "plop". Lin Feiyu only had time to utter the word "lying", before he was knocked to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion. Wood chips mixed with glass slag, accompanied by steaming flames and air waves, whizzed past him, rushing all the way to the trestle of the pier superior. The port immediately became a mess, the marines shouted one after another, sporadic explosions echoed in the distance, and a few seconds later, another mortar shell landed near the warehouse, blasting a burst of flames. The Weng Ming in his ears hadn't subsided, and the hazy light and shadows were still floating in front of his eyes. Lin Feiyu was trembling, holding his head and struggling to get up.He was so dizzy that he couldn't think at all, he just sat on the cable bolt of the trestle bridge, panting heavily as he watched the soldiers with guns coming and going. In the chaos, he saw a familiar figure yelling loudly while rushing towards this side. "Lin Shen?... Lin Shen!" Chen Yang pushed Lin Feiyu's shoulder hard—this simple action almost knocked him down, "Are you okay?" After Lin Feiyu took a deep breath, he said slowly, "What's calling?" "Report to the chief! Not sure!" Chen Yang frowned: "But the other party seems to be equipped with heavy firepower such as mortars." Lin Feiyu looked at the burning Port Authority in front of him, and smiled bitterly: "Well, I can see that too...give me a rifle," he stretched out his hand to Chen Yang: "Don't get me wrong, it's for self-defense." Just as Chen Yang was about to respond, there was a sudden "buzzing" sound from the sky. With an ominous premonition, he turned his head and looked at the night sky behind him. The bright moon was in the sky, emitting dazzling pure white silver light. A black disc-shaped mechanical object, which was darker than the sky, was suspended under the moon. It was facing Chen Yang's back, swaying left and right, trembling slightly.There is a rotor in the center of the object, which at first glance looks like a large ceiling fan suspended in mid-air. At this moment, Lin Feiyu wished that it was really a ceiling fan—it was blown into the air by a shell, and for some strange reason, it was suspended and refused to fall. But alas it is not. The roaring sound of the 20mm machine gun blew away all luck, and a big hole was torn out of the trestle bridge in an instant, and the shattered wood was flying everywhere. If Lin Feiyu hadn't thrown Chen Yang down and dodged aside to avoid the bullet line, the two of them At this time, it was probably already a bloody mud. With his head full of doubts and cold sweat, Chen Yang held his breath and jumped to the back of a small tool house. While still in shock, he saw Lin Feiyu sitting next to him holding a Type 95 rifle, his face pale. "That's my gun, Chief, you..." He paused: "Can you return it to me after you use it up?" "It's easy to say," Lin Feiyu patted Chen Yang's shoulder: "If we were all still alive then." The buzzing sound didn't go away, but it was getting closer, as if it was hovering near the top of the head. "Lin Shen, I'm not talking too much," Chen Yang looked away nervously at the sky, then pointed upwards: "But do you know what the hell that is?" "AXM08 'Saint Valkyrie'," Lin Feiyu pulled the bolt hard: "The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft developed by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries was originally a standard equipment tailored for the Japanese Navy, but the Japanese government did not take it seriously. I thought of selling it here." "How do you know everything?" "It's just a personal preference." A string of 20mm shells tore off the roof of the tool house and hit Chen Yang's feet obliquely. The two stopped their conversation immediately, too shocked to take a breath, and sat stiffly on the spot. "Remote control..." Lin Feiyu said in his throat, "'Saint Valkyrie' is a remote-controlled drone. The camera is under the nose and behind the cannon..." Two more shells pierced the middle of the cabin and tore the wall apart. Lin Feiyu covered his head and pointed at Chen Yang with a look of embarrassment: "Run out and lure him away, and I'll take the opportunity to destroy the camera exposed on the side." "Yes..." Chen Yang's eyes widened: "Huh?" "Remote controls don't respond that fast, trust me," Lin Feiyu patted Chen Yang's back impatiently: "Speed! Don't sit here waiting to die! Quick! Take action!" Chen Yang didn't dare to disobey his order. After taking a deep breath, he got up and ran. From the corner of his eyes, the black "Saint Valkyrie" was already close to the ground, and he seemed to be searching for something.Soon, the camera probe captured Chen Yang's figure. The drone immediately turned its direction, increased its altitude, hovered in mid-air, loaded the cannon, lightly opened the scope, and a dark red laser aiming line shot out from under the muzzle , falling straight behind Chen Yang. Lin Feiyu didn't know who was controlling the "Saint Valkyrie", but he was going to disappoint this person—it was like a video game player who was concentrating on the screen, before he was about to destroy the devil and rescue the princess to complete the entire game. One second, and then suddenly a blackout—the power went out. The single-shot burst of the Type 95 assault rifle smashed the camera under the nose of the "Saint Valkyrie" and made this small aircraft slightly lose its balance-it was this seemingly insignificant Bad, saved Chen Yang's life, all five shells missed on the trestle bridge, did not hurt him at all. After losing its vision, the drone completely lost its combat effectiveness. It rose straight into the air and retreated towards the inner island. Lin Feiyu put down his rifle and watched it go away—there are many drones with automatic return function in the world. "St. Valkyrie" is one of them, which also means that the opponent not only has well-equipped infantry on Paget Island, but also at least one forward base that can remotely control "St. Valkyrie". Without time to think about it, Lin Feiyu strode over to Chen Yang who was lying on the ground, grabbed his elbow, and helped him stand up. "Lin..." Chen Yang's face turned pale—although he is a well-trained veteran, he has never experienced the baptism of war, let alone being shot by a drone equipped with a 20mm cannon. : "Lin Shen, just take my gun and let me be the bait..." Lin Feiyu frowned slightly, and patted the 95-style in his hand: "If I was the one who ran out, how sure are you that you can kill the drone with one shot?" Chen Yang shook his head: "No." "So." Lin Feiyu gently threw the rifle into Chen Yang's arms: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, go and organize your people to retreat, I can take care of myself." "Retreat?" Chen Yang showed an expression of disbelief: "I don't understand what you mean, chief." "Behind us is the sea." Lin Feiyu gestured behind him: "Do you think you want to fight your back in such a broken port?" "We are the Marine Corps, Lin Shen." Chen Yang straightened the rifle in his hand: "Behind us is always the sea, and we will always fight to the death." "I mean retreat into the jungle now by night, where at least the enemy mortars won't be as accurate!" It makes sense—after all, the construction quality of this port is extremely poor. In street fighting, a single rocket may kill a whole house, so it is better to fight guerrillas in the jungle. "Understood," Chen Yang nodded: "I will organize people to defend first, to find out the enemy's reality, and buy time for the transfer by the way." "You still don't understand what I mean," Lin Feiyu pressed the opponent's shoulder: "This place can't be defended, you must take your people with you immediately..." "Can't hold it? Are you kidding?" As if insulted, Chen Yang suddenly raised his voice: "Whether it's the U.S. Army or the Martian Army, whoever it is, attacking a port guarded by the Chinese Marine Corps, we will I swear they will regret this decision for the rest of their lives!" Although a little bluffing, Chen Yang's bloodiness is exactly the mental state he needs now.Undoubtedly, the company suffered heavy losses, and he was not sure of resisting the opponent's attack at all, but if, as a marine—as the elite of the elite, he didn't even have the confidence and pride of being invincible, it would be the same as being killed in battle. There is no difference. "It doesn't make sense to you..." Lin Feiyu shook his head: "Then go! Give them a hard beat!" "Yes! Chief, please rest assured!" Chen Yang finished his salute and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something: "What about you? Lin Shen? Are you with us?" "I hope you can understand," Lin Feiyu said with a slight smile, "I also have a mission that I have to complete." Understanding what the other party meant, Chen Yang stopped talking, but nodded, and turned to leave silently.Although he received an order to "protect Lin Feiyu's personal safety", under the current circumstances, it might be more dangerous for him to follow his own army, right?After all, he was a field agent of the National Security Agency, a profession that tends to be more efficient when there are fewer people. Looking at Lian Changyuan's back, Lin Feiyu also understood that it was time for him to act alone.Obviously, no matter who the opponent is, they are determined to pull out Yilian's nail.Acting with a large group of people now will only cause more inconvenience.China is not a small country, and its army is by no means weak, and the Marine Corps is even more powerful. These fierce militants must have considered the risks they would take before they attack, but even so, they They can also launch attacks without hesitation-it's hard to imagine what kind of motivation behind these people is driving them to work so hard. Lin Feiyu wrapped his black windbreaker tightly around his body, his solitary figure disappeared in the blink of an eye among the houses surrounded by fireworks, and disappeared.According to the "plan" he had just formed in his mind, he should sneak into the jungle along the beach, and then turn into the island, while collecting clues, while looking for the mission target—that middle-aged man named "Dynasty Star". It's just that the "plan" can't keep up with the "change". Lin Feiyu encountered new troubles before he left the port—— big trouble. A small team—probably three or four militants in black night raid uniforms, leaning forward, under the cover of thick smoke, touched the back of the Marine Corps' defense line and was moving forward along a row of huts beside the trestle bridge.They did not know how to break through the outer cordon. In short, they had infiltrated into the port. Lin Feiyu, who was hiding behind a low wall, was in a dilemma—if they just sit back and watch, they will directly attack Chen Yang's weakness. Catch him off guard; if you help, you may encounter more enemies and possibly lose your life—and ruin the entire mission. Armed men with rifles passed by in front of Lin Feiyu. Each of them wore night vision goggles, but none of them used them—moonlight and flames were more than enough for lighting, but wearing night vision goggles would seriously affect vision. When the last person passed the low wall, he seemed to have noticed something strange. He stopped, straightened his waist slightly, and glanced to both sides.This was actually just an instinctive reaction, but it brought an unexpected ending—Lin Feiyu suddenly leaned out, covered his mouth with his left hand, pressed his head with his right hand, crossed his arms and swung the poor man's neck in an instant. Unscrewed, and while he was limp, Lin Feiyu twisted the assault rifle in the man's arms, aimed at the three people in front of him and slammed, pouring half of the shuttle's ammunition over.The four corpses fell to the ground almost at the same time, without any resistance or moaning. In a few seconds, Lin Feiyu disintegrated a threatening night attack. Not daring to be careless, he quickly climbed over the low wall, took out three clips from the corpse and stuffed them into the pocket of his windbreaker, then hugged his rifle tightly and strode into the bushes in one breath.Without exception, these militants are all equipped with life indicators. If they stay in place for a few more seconds, they may be hit by mortar shells or the like. Lin Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief until he confirmed that no one had found him. He raised his arm and suddenly noticed that the weapon in his hand was a bit "special"—— A handful of AN94-R. This is a light assault rifle used by Russian special forces, exquisite workmanship, unique design, and most importantly, it has never been circulated in the international market as a "commodity" - simply put, the AN94-R is a Russian military It is one of the few "national-specific" products in the world. In theory, no other country has equipped this kind of assault rifle. "It's a good gun..." For the first time since arriving on Paget Island, Lin Feiyu felt "scared" - he was not concerned about his own safety, but worried about how to complete the next task.The strength displayed by the enemy is growing exponentially. The "Saint Valkyrie" in the sky and the "AN94-R" in their hands may be just the tip of the iceberg... They dare to challenge the "dragon" and openly challenge a big country. The army declared war, dared to face a modern landing ship of the Chinese navy, and dared to defend an isolated and unknown island under the desperate situation of an approaching typhoon—— They dare to do this, perhaps because they really have the ability. Intensive gunshots suddenly sounded behind him. It seemed that Chen Yang's marines had engaged the enemy—and it was extremely fierce.Lin Feiyu tried his best to straighten his neck and look back, but he could only see white shadows cast by the luminous bullets in the night sky. The ending is probably only a matter of time - Lin Feiyu sighed heavily, he knew that these marines who came to carry out the "rescue" mission did not expect to encounter such a tragic battle at all, and only brought one battle with them before departure. Base—that is, ammunition for three shuttles.Some things rely on heroism and "sense of honor" is meaningless, especially in this era when equipment is becoming more and more important, no fearless fighter can turn the tide when the ammunition is exhausted. What's more, the opponent is not a mob, on the contrary, they show a very good technical and tactical level - even a little "battlefield-tested". If given the chance, Lin Feiyu really wanted to personally order Chen Yang to surrender, not to let the soldiers make unnecessary sacrifices—but this idea was only fleeting, he knew that Chen Yang and the entire company would not accept it, and now It may be too late. It is not suitable to stay for a long time, Lin Feiyu turned around resolutely and started the journey in the jungle.The gunshots intensified behind him, but he was getting farther and farther away from the battlefield—Lin Feiyu had long been used to this shameful loneliness, not being liked, appreciated, or trusted by others. He didn't extend a helping hand in times of crisis, leaving only memories that were despised by others. But all of these are valuable, including the bloody sacrifices of Chen Yang and his subordinates, as well as his own desperation, which are all meaningful.Every time, for the mission, for the more important "responsibility", Lin Feiyu is willing to be suspected and spurned by others, and he can also endure the heroic sacrifice of his companions - and smile at each other calmly. As the predecessors once said: "After experiencing too many life and death, it is more necessary to learn to keep smiling." Without a compass and a satellite positioning system, Lin Feiyu could only rely on his intuition to move towards the depths of Paget Island.He wasn't sure how many militants there were, or even whether there was a "safe place" to rest on the island, but there were not many options left, so he could only continue to grope forward by the moonlight. Perhaps because of the pressure of the typhoon, the small island in Nanyang, which is known for its humidity and heat, is surprisingly cool, and it can even be said to be a little bit chilly.Lin Feiyu was glad again that he picked out a big windbreaker and went out, instead of just wandering outside in a floral shirt and shorts like when he came here. Suddenly, the sound of heavy breathing was faintly visible in the jungle. Lin Feiyu's heart tightened, and he quickly stopped and lowered his body to listen. It was a human voice—and very close, with a groan of pain that sounded like the groans of a dying man. Lin Feiyu carefully brushed aside the grass with the muzzle of his gun, and went looking for the sound.A marine in camouflage uniform lay half-leaning next to a palm tree.He was covered in blood, bare chested and breastless. He was already dying. In his trembling right hand, he was still tightly holding the handle of the Type 95 assault rifle.Lin Feiyu didn't immediately step forward to help, but first looked around to make sure there was no one else, and then slowly moved over. Seeing someone approaching, the marines tried their best to raise their rifles, but they were gently pressed down by the opponent. "Don't be afraid, my own people," Lin Feiyu said softly, "Are you okay?" While speaking, Lin Feiyu suddenly found that the clothes of the marines had many scratches and gaps, which seemed to be dragged for a long distance in the jungle by something. The Marine raised his right hand with difficulty, making a movement as if he was about to struggle, but Lin Feiyu grabbed it and clenched it tightly. "...Little...be careful..." He was so angry that his eyes were blurred: "There is a...red...red..." Before Lin Feiyu had time to ask questions, the marines lost consciousness and their bodies completely went limp.Lin Feiyu stroked his icy cheeks, knowing that there was no way out, he sighed helplessly. Why is a marine here? ——It seems that this question will never be answered, but his last words are quite mysterious: "Red?" Lin Feiyu couldn't help feeling a little creepy when he thought of the red light like a will-o'-the-wisp he saw in the jungle before. During the five years of working in the Seventh Secret Service, he has encountered many puzzling "spiritual phenomena", but this time the situation is particularly complicated-terrible typhoons and mad dogs with cutting-edge weapons have already made Pei Ji feel uneasy. The situation on Tokushima is chaotic. If something else that can eat people disrupts the situation at this time, it may be quite detrimental to the next mission. "Let's take one step at a time..." Lin Feiyu comforted himself in this way, stood up, and decided not to be entangled with the dead compatriot in front of him.He dropped the AN94 in his hand—although it was indeed a good gun, and bent down to pick up the Type 95 on the ground.He likes domestic products, and sometimes he can't even explain why. Just at this moment, two beams of white light penetrated the bushes and fell on the muddy road not far away. The sound of the engine approached slowly from a distance, and then stopped abruptly at a distance of about a few meters.Lin Feiyu squatted down cautiously, holding the gun in his hand, the dazzling light illuminated a small piece of vegetation in front of him, casting a mottled shadow on his face. A truck—this was exactly what Lin Feiyu needed. Maybe he could find enough supplies to hide in the jungle for several days, or ask for some valuable information.He brushed aside a clump of weeds in front of him, observed carefully for a while, and found that there was only the driver in the car—black clothes and black hat, smoking a cigarette, and a G36 rifle on the passenger seat. Obviously, he and the militants It is "a group of people". Lin Feiyu slowly drew the Type 95 from his side, opened the safety, and raised the muzzle of the gun, ready to touch this careless guy by surprise. "Ok?" what is that? Suddenly, Lin Feiyu froze.He noticed that above the truck, to be exact, directly above the driver's cab, there was a dark mass lying on his stomach, and he could barely make out its outline—it was neither too big nor too small, and it seemed to have long hair. The head and limbs are somewhat human-like. But intuition told Lin Feiyu that it could never be a human being.