Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Team leader Evan Klin responded very quickly and yelled, "There's a beast, get ready."

Although this group of mercenaries came from different units, they had extremely high military literacy. Even Xu Xu would never leave his gun. In almost a second, all the mercenaries found cover to deal with the possible attacking beasts.

According to Evan Klin's idea, the cry should be from a male Bengal tiger weighing about 500 kilograms. The next second after it appeared, at least dozens of bullets would hit it, so that he could cut off its treasures and make wine. In addition, he would also get a beautiful tiger skin. But the next second, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

A huge tiger fell from the sky, slammed its four paws on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. It waved its claws left and right, and three mercenaries flew backwards, hitting the tree trunk heavily and spitting out blood.

Bullets rained down like raindrops, but Da Lan was too fast, leaving behind a trail of afterimages and knocking away more than a dozen mercenaries in succession.

At this time, an even more deadly existence came. Behind the big tiger was a brown bear as big as a buffalo.

"Retreat, north, follow me."

One mercenary even wanted to attack Da Lan with a grenade launcher, but the next second, his head was bitten off by the angry Da Lan.

The mercenaries were horrified to find that everything was in vain and the only thing left was to escape.

There were about fifty people in total, and more than a dozen were killed. The remaining thirty or so ran north. This was the road that Evan Klin came from, so he was familiar with it. However, there was a terrain with a ditch between two mountains ahead, which was very suitable for an ambush. But they couldn't do anything about it now. They had to escape, otherwise they would become dinner for the tigers.

At the ambush point, Li Dabiao licked his cracked lips and finally saw the appearance of the enemy through the telescope. There were men and women, black and white, wearing helmets, wearing plate-type bulletproof vests, and holding large guns that he had never seen before. These few days, he suffered a lot, and even he himself was almost eliminated by the enemy sniper.

The enemy was about to enter an ambush circle. There were thirty light machine guns and one hundred and seventy PPSh submachine guns around them. One round would definitely wipe them out.

But the leader, Evan Klin, seemed to sense something was wrong and hurriedly retreated westward, where there was a dense forest full of bamboo and camellia.

"Open fire." The light machine gun has a long range and it rains fire at the enemy.

In an instant, five mercenaries were caught off guard and knocked to the ground. The protection provided by bulletproof vests against light machine guns was extremely limited. Once hit, there was basically no chance of survival.

"Chase."

The PPSh hit the bamboos like exploding beans, and the bullets were fired wildly. Although most of them hit the bamboos, there were always some that hit them.

Want to run? Is it possible? The huge tiger has appeared in front, blocking the way to escape.

A terrible idea popped up in Evanklin's mind that this group of enemies might be the masters of tigers and brown bears.

"Surrender, we surrender." Evan Klin put his hands on his head and dropped his weapons, and the others followed suit.

With more than 40% casualties, surrendering at this time is completely in line with the rules of mercenaries, not to mention that the enemy has spells that can command wild beasts, so it is not shameful.

A group of people knelt down to surrender. Li Dabiao and others rushed up, confiscated their guns, weapons and equipment, and then beat them up. Everyone was beaten to the point where their mother couldn't recognize them.

When Liu Xia Lian, Zhao Yong and Li Daniu arrived, the battle was over and this group of people were beaten horribly.

Liu Xialian felt a little reluctant: "Why did they beat him like this? We are a country of etiquette and morality. We should just drag him into the bushes and kill him."

"Yes." He was immediately dragged over like a dead dog.

Evan Klin quickly shouted: "No, no, no, you can't kill us."

"Oh, why can't I kill you? You killed more than a dozen of my people. Blood debt must be paid with blood. This is fair."

"We are mercenaries. If you kill us, our country will come to take revenge, and your mine will be razed to the ground."

“They were all killed.”

"No, no, no, we have money. According to the mercenary rules, we can use money to redeem ourselves."

Liu Xialian was quite interested when she heard this: "How much can you offer?"

Evan Klin didn't dare to play tricks: "One hundred thousand dollars, one hundred thousand dollars for each person."

Liu Xia Lian checked them one by one and found that there were still twenty-eight people, including twenty-five men and three strong female soldiers. That meant two hundred and eighty thousand dollars, which was enough.

"Take off all their equipment and only keep the most basic clothes. These people are real special forces. They can kill people with a towel. There are also three female soldiers who are guarding them separately. No one is allowed to mess around. They may be carrying the virus. If you touch them, you may be dead."

Zhao Yong asked, "What kind of virus is this? It's so powerful?"

"Why don't you try it? Send these three female soldiers to his room."

"No, no, no, no."

Li Dabiao ordered to clean up the battlefield, kill all the seriously injured but not dead, and be kind to the enemy. Then he sent a mercenary and asked him to go back and raise money, 100,000 knives per person.

After a great victory, the group returned to the mine happily and arranged a memorial ceremony in the evening to commemorate the brothers who died in the battle some time ago.

The next morning, Liu Xia Lian had just gotten up when she saw Li Dabiao coming to report with someone.

"Sister, there is a situation. This guy claims to be a prince and says his family owns thousands of islands."

Liu Xia Lian took a look at the boy's Asian face, which was a little dark, and he should be a native of Southeast Asia.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

"Yes, my ancestors are descendants of General Gan Ninggan, a great general of the Eastern Wu. After the Eastern Wu was destroyed, my ancestors led 10,000 naval forces and 30 large ships to the Southeast Asia, and built a huge family business in the Southeast Asia. But now it has declined. We have six large islands and thousands of small islands in the Java Sea, which are now occupied by the enemy. As long as we can get them back, I am willing to contribute half of the islands to you."

"Take him out and shoot him. This guy is full of nonsense. There are more than a thousand islands, all in the hands of the enemy. If I can grab them, they will be mine. Why should I give you 500?"

Li Dabiao took the man out, and the executed people had to be dragged to a place in the back hills where they would not be in the way, so as not to dirty the front and have to clean it up. As the man walked, he shouted: "What I said is true. Now I still have three golden islands in my hands, and I can't mine them all in a hundred years."

"Boy, don't talk nonsense in your next life. Don't blame me. It's your fault for making me angry." Li Dabiao said as he took out the Type 54 rifle and was about to beat the boy to death.

Zhao Yong heard the sound and came over to ask, "What's going on?"

"This guy told the boss that he has more than a thousand islands, all in the hands of the enemy, and if we take them back, he will give us 500 of them. The boss got angry."

"Wait a minute, let me ask. If it's true, this guy is worth a lot of money."