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Chapter 2938

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The commandos sent out by the "headgear" troops did not know which country's territory they were in. Their goal was to see if they could get three points back. That was the minimum requirement.

Taking out a sniper was worth three points, and then seeing if they could take out two other commandos was worth two points. That was a total of five points.

The three commandos carried their rifles and took one step, two steps, three steps … Every step they took was extremely careful and light as they passed through the humid pine forest.

"Advance, alternate cover."

They made hand signals and entered the Chinese position bit by bit through silent communication. They entered the line of sight of Young Sparrow Hawk and the T6 combatants.

An eagle circled the sky in the rain and pierced through the rain. With an imposing aura, it instantly turned into a black dot and disappeared into the horizon. The rain continued to drip down. A black feather that had been soaked by the rain drifted down along with the rise and fall of the wind. It then drifted through the pine forest and quietly landed on the ground.

A pair of military boots stepped on the ground, and the feathers that fell to the ground sank deep into the thick pine needles and leaves. Then, Sparrow Hawk heard one of the Italian commandos suddenly cursing in their native language. Although Sparrow Hawk and Sparrow Hawk could understand Italian, Sparrow Hawk could only hear one sentence of cursing. However, Sparrow Hawk didn't know what he was cursing about.

He must have encountered some difficulty. As he cursed in a low voice, he immediately signaled for his two comrades behind him to stop. He needed to treat the wound on the back of his hand that had been cut by the poisonous thorns on the thorns.

In the eastern forests where the environment was very complicated, there were many thorns with poisonous thorns growing on top of the trees. Once these poisonous thorns scratched the skin, the pain was similar to being stung by a wasp. However, their toxicity was much stronger than that of a wasp!

Once one was stung, it would immediately become red and swollen. It would be painful and itchy, and one would wish they could cut off that piece of skin.

This Italian commando had been stung by these poisonous thorns, and it was only a small wound. As he was only paying attention to his surroundings, he did not notice that his gun-wielding hand had entered the thorns. When he habitually swept his hand to the left and right, the back of his hand was directly scratched, leaving several bloody wounds.

The sudden accident gave the Chinese commando an opportunity. There was no such thing as "giving in" on the battlefield, and there was no such thing as "gentlemanly demeanor". If an accident happened, it meant that you did not protect yourself well and gave the enemy an opportunity.

The Italian commando who was stung by the poisonous thorns was in so much pain that his forehead was covered in layers of cold sweat. When the rain hit his face, it washed his face until it turned pale. It was too painful. It was so painful that he lowered his head and bit the strap of his bag............

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He used a pair of tweezers to roll the alcohol cotton ball over the wound. Under the stimulation of the alcohol and the wound, the lips of the injured Italian commando turned pale. He looked like he would faint at any moment.

There were a total of three people. One was injured, one was helping to treat it, and one was in charge of keeping watch. The division of labor was clear, and they maintained a high level of vigilance.

The Italian commando, who was in so much pain, did not let himself make a sound. He had been enduring the pain all this while. Even though he was biting the strap of his bag so hard that it felt like it was about to break, he still did not let himself make a sound.

When the Chinese commando was suddenly injured, Young Sparrow Hawk knew that the Chinese side's opportunity had come. However, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he said softly to the T6 combatant, "Close combat, two against three."

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