Maybe he didn't know where Levi was, but as long as he was by his old friend's side, he should be safe for the time being.
Dahm Rose was the best at escaping and protecting himself.
Kenna walked to the window and looked out. It was dark outside, but he could faintly see the lights of the houses in the distance.
。
"Where is this?" He turned around and asked.
"The place where I was born." Dahm Rose answered. He was focused on grinding the firefly, as if it was the most precious treasure. "You were unconscious.
You were in a half-awake state for a long time. I used the borrowed ox cart to bring you back here. "
"Are we safe? Now. " Kenna was a little worried. Levi was not an easy person to deal with. Although the Men in Black had been torn apart by external forces,
Although the Black Cloak was destroyed by the Black Cloak, Levi still had unpredictable methods and powers. That person's willpower and physique had reached an unimaginable level.
"Of course we are safe, before tomorrow morning." Dahm Rose smiled with his chrysanthemum-like old face.
"This village is not an ordinary village." He said softly. "This place has the peace that you want."
"I don't understand. Are you talking about supernatural powers? Here? "Kenna asked back.
"I was born here, grew up here, and left here. You will soon like this place. "Dahm Rose said with a deeper meaning.
*****
The next day.
Snap.
A green tree branch with a leaf was broken off. It was held by a strong, short-haired black man who was full of hostility.
He put a leaf of the tree branch under his nose and sniffed it carefully.
Hiss …
He took a deep breath through his nose and made a hissing sound.
"South … Kenna, you can't escape …" The black man's camouflage combat uniform was already in tatters.
There were only a few pieces of cloth hanging on his body.
He held a black dagger in his hand and cut the branches and weeds in front of him from time to time.
This was the interior of a magical forest. It was different from the yellow-green grassland outside. This was a stretch of yellow-green forest.
。
Crash …
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from behind him.
Someone was shouting in American English.
Levi crouched down quietly, revealing only a pair of eyes. He hid under an arched tree root and turned back to look.
"Didn't someone already search this direction? Why are you still here? "
"Don't worry too much about the orders from above."
"We don't have many people now. I really don't know what the higher-ups are thinking."
A few men in yellow and green camouflage uniforms were searching the area with guns in their hands.
Levi lowered his head and peeked from between the bushes.
He noticed that there was a black eagle symbol on the clothes on their arms.
"Nighthawk …" He recognized this symbol.
Some time ago, he had joined forces with the other forces to deal a heavy blow to this mercenary group.
"It seems that some new changes have happened while I was away." He understood.
Bang!!
Suddenly, there was a gunshot in the distance, followed by the wild bull's roar.
"Bullshit! Kill it! Kill him!! "a voice shouted.
Bang bang!!
More gunshots were heard.
The few people patrolling the area nervously raised their guns, but when they heard the cow's roar, they put them down with a smile.
"It would be troublesome if this group of rotten people attracted those inspection vehicle patrols. Can't they be less worried?"
A black man spat and turned around from the direction of the gunshots. He suddenly realized that the area around him was terrifyingly quiet.
A trace of vigilance and doubt appeared on his smiling face, and his hand unconsciously raised the gun.
Crack!
A large hand reached out from his throat at lightning speed and twisted it.
The corpse fell backward softly and was slowly placed on the ground by someone.
Levi spat and took the things he needed from the three corpses in the bushes. Guns, water bottles, insect repellents, and some
Food and snacks that he brought with him.
He thought for a while and picked a person who had a similar build to him. He quickly took off the person's clothes and changed into them.
The corpses were lying in the bushes that were half the height of a person. It was impossible to notice anything strange unless one walked very close.
Levi sniffled and continued to chase in the direction he had set. Like a silent cheetah, his speed was extremely fast, and he did not make a single sound.
*****
Garon stood on top of a yellow and green SUV. He held a pair of binoculars in his hand and looked into the distance. He changed into a yellow and green mercenary outfit.
There was a black large caliber pistol at his waist.
Beside him was a mercenary who was in charge of driving and Baldy.
Behind the car, there were four off-road vehicles of the same model. They were all filled with the Nighthawks' mercenaries. Some of them were holding machine guns.
Some of them were armed with machine guns, some were checking rocket launchers, and some were even carrying small mortars.
The Nighthawks' elite members all had gloomy expressions. They were all silently checking their own anti-material sniper rifles.
"Carlo, is the search situation of the various teams out?" Garon replaced Baldy and took over the command of the Nighthawks.
He wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. There was a faint layer of light flashing on the left side of the glasses. It was actually a small display screen.
This was the latest success of research. It could be used to record, take pictures, record recordings, short distance communication, and search for information on the internet.
This was a tool that they had specially made. The Nighthawks called it the Hawkeye.
"Fortunately, everything is going well … No … There's a situation." A voice came from one of the headphones connected to the glasses.
Garon raised his hand.
"Mark the location."
More than twenty people in the four cars started checking their weapons and equipment. The elites started adjusting their communication glasses.
A fat man in one of the cars even set up an aerial cannon that could only be used on airplanes …
More than twenty people had bombs, grenades, rocket launchers, heavy machine guns, and mortars. They had all the most powerful weapons that a single soldier could control.
They had everything.
After all, the Nighthawks were a mercenary group that went to the battlefield. Other than the few elite members who were good at decapitation, they also had an equally powerful firepower.
A regiment. Just this team of more than twenty people, all of whom were veterans who had experienced the flames of war, could already take down a small city in a short time.
It was over.
In Africa, this kind of army was already the best of the best.
Not to mention, behind the four cars, there was an even larger mercenary group that the Nighthawks had gathered. There were more than a hundred people in the Nighthawks' army.
They were all part of the Nighthawks' peripheral army. This time, they had really shed all pretense of cordiality.
The Nighthawks had spent a large amount of money to temporarily hire these mercenaries who had flashed through the battlefield.
Under the prestige of killing Black Blade, a large number of mercenaries eagerly joined. Not only could they get a good commission by following a strong army into battle,
They could also minimize their own casualties. Therefore, mercenaries had always liked to join the strong side's army. They were like fence-sitters.
In the same way, they would flock to whichever side showed that they were strong. Therefore, on the mercenary battlefield, the most important thing was to not show that they were weaker than you.
The opponent was weak. Even if they were weak, they had to have a crazy spirit that did not care about their lives in order to make others fear them.
Garon stood on the off-road vehicle at the front and glanced at the three cars behind him.
The people in these three cars were the real internal members of the Nighthawks. They were the real members other than the elites. They had a certain level of stable connection.
People from the department. The people behind them were just here to fight a battle that was going well.
"The location has been confirmed. A patrol team was attacked. Three people died." Carlo's voice came from the Hawkeye.
"Head in that direction."
Garon nodded. Wearing the military uniform, he could not help but have a stern and cold feeling of strength.
"Yes!"
The convoy started to turn and drove towards the marked direction.
Under the command of the front, the army at the back split into a few teams and surrounded the front.
Garon retracted his gaze from a cheetah lying on a tree trunk not far away and looked at the large group of black creatures in front.
The convoy did not drive for long before a large group of African wildebeests charged out.
Hoot hoot hoot …
Countless black wildebeests neighed as they ran past the convoy. They were like a wide black river that flowed on the yellow-green grassland.
They did not stop.
These wildebeests that looked like cows had two curved horns. They were different from water buffaloes in that their faces were very long and their bodies were much thinner.
They were smaller.
But no matter what, when these creatures charged and ran, they were not inferior to a small car at full speed. They were powerful.
The army had no choice but to stop temporarily.
"We should be catching up to that guy soon." The bald man touched the bandage on his one eye and said softly. "Levi is wearing our people's clothes.
Our people have miniature tracking devices on their clothes, he can't run away. "His expression was a little hateful. His eye was personally blinded by Levi.
He had been blinded in close combat.
"No rush." Garon said lightly.
Suddenly, he pressed the earpiece of his Hawkeye and turned to look behind him.
There, a soldier with oil paint on his face walked out from the bushes and stood beside the car. He held three small yellow things that looked like embroidery needles in his hands.
They looked like ordinary bamboo sticks.
"Sir, I found the three signal devices of the soldiers who were attacked nearby."
The soldier shouted.
Garon glanced at the bald man. The latter punched the car door hard and made a loud bang.
"Is there any way to catch up?" Garon asked softly.
"Satellite. In this weather, there should be no problem." A ponytailed girl beside the bald man answered. "But I can't guarantee the accuracy."
"Do it." Garon nodded.
The girl opened her laptop. After a series of dazzling flashes of the screen and the sound of typing, she turned the computer around.
She faced Garon and the others.
"Basically, we can locate the general area. But the cost of renting the satellite is too high. I need the boss' authorization."
Garon nodded at the bald man. The latter reached out his index finger and pressed on the fingerprint input device on the computer.
Beep …
After a light beep, the girl turned the computer around again and started to focus on searching.
"Although we can't find Levi's whereabouts very well, Kenna's specific location is not a problem. He has a satellite phone on him.
So, we can locate his location through technical means. He used the phone not long ago. "The ponytailed girl explained softly. "Levi must be going after
Let's go after Kenna. We just need to take advantage of that. "
Garon nodded.
At this time, the wildebeest herd had passed by, leaving behind clouds of yellow dust.
The convoy continued to move forward.
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