Speed Out

Under the moonlight, Luo Jun's crouching figure had already entered the woods.

Walking silently, he was almost completely hidden in the darkness when he put on camouflage clothing, only letting Luo Jun be amazed that the direction from which the screams came had no light at all.

Do those people have night vision devices?

Thinking of this, Luo Jun's heart thumped chaotically. The other party was able to take down an American transport plane. Having night vision devices didn't seem strange!

But if they were really a unit with advanced weapons, why didn't they lay landmines in the woods and used traps that only natives would use instead?

Could it be that there were both armed forces and natives on the island?

Damn it!

Luo Jun's brain was in chaos. He was eager to know everything about the mysterious island.

To be safe, Luo Jun hid in the bushes 20 meters from the shelter. Here he could see if anything came out of the woods, and he could use the few big trees around to block the infrared rays emanating from Luo Jun's body.

Luo Jun had no idea who the other side was. He could only adopt this conservative tactic.

Otherwise, he would have definitely groped in, quietly crept up behind the enemy, and slit their throat.

Luo Jun waited like this for thirty minutes, but there was still no movement. He muttered to himself, what was going on here?

Could the enemy's reconnaissance team have gone back?

Or did the spikes directly skewer the target to death?

There were still six hours before dawn, but he wasn't sleepy at all now. He moved carefully, as he couldn't see anything in the woods either, he could only observe the outlines of things with his peripheral vision.

The human eye is very insensitive to contours and movements straight ahead in the dark, but peripheral vision can clearly detect some faint light and moving objects.

Luo Jun prowled like a crouching lion, moving step by step towards his own trap.

Soon, Luo Jun heard faint moans, which was the kind of sound that could only be squeezed out of the respiratory tract when in extreme pain.

It was a typical sound of breathing out but not breathing in.

At this time, the moonlight from the sky became brighter, shining through the leaves of the woods, illuminating one meter ahead.

Luo Jun discovered a man leaning against a tree sitting, with a shiny wetness on his chest, which was clearly the reflection of blood.

Luo Jun didn't dare move forward, afraid there was an ambush around. Those experienced hunters had amazing endurance. They could ambush next to a corpse for a whole day, waiting for the fierce predator hawks circling in the blue sky to approach, then suddenly attack and subdue the enemy in one move!

But the other side didn't know Luo Jun was awake, so such an ambush was unlikely.

They would only lay a tentative ambush for a while to see if the previous scream had woken up the enemy.

So, half an hour should be the limit for probing.

Still, Luo Jun didn't dare let his guard down. He held his spear in his hand, reached out and gently poked the injured man's chest.

The pain made the man utter a soft cry, and his breathing became ragged.

Even so, he didn't come forward to stop Luo Jun from making any more sounds. Luo Jun determined that there was no one else around him.

So Luo Jun immediately rushed forward and stabbed two daggers directly into the man's palms, nailing them to the ground!

Before the man could even scream, Luo Jun immediately grabbed his neck and pressed it back, pinning his body against the big tree behind him so that he couldn't move.

This was a habit Luo Jun had developed on the Middle Eastern battlefield, because some injured Middle Eastern insurgents would often voluntarily give up rescue and leave behind a pull fuze grenade or scatterable land mine behind them or while sitting against something with one hand free.

Once the enemy came to move his corpse, or if he saw the enemy approaching, he would choose to blow them up together.

The man in front of him was a Caucasian. His long tangled hair mixed with blood gave off a stench, as if he hadn't washed his hair in a long time. He was wearing some kind of garment made of animal skins pieced together.

In the dim light, the man stared at Luo Jun in horror.

Luo Jun looked back at him.

"Who are you people, and why are you on the island!"

Luo Jun asked in English.

The man wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, large amounts of blood flowed out. Blood had entered his airway, and every time he tried to speak, it choked him.

The intense suffocation prevented him from uttering half a word.

Soon, the man was completely dead.

"Damn it!"

Luo Jun was extremely frustrated and cursed, but glanced at the man's body again. His abdomen had been pierced through by the spikes, and it was a miracle he had lived until now.

Luo Jun carefully released the man's shoulders, and found a pistol and an M16 rifle on him, as well as a flashlight.

Luo Jun turned on the flashlight and scanned the surrounding environment, and indeed found traces left by others’ footsteps on the ground.

He was so sure because Luo Jun had sprinkled wood ash around this area.

Otherwise, it would not have been easy to spot footprints on the forest floor.

Luo Jun took the stuff and quickly returned.

As soon as he got back, he woke up the three women.

"Wake up quickly! We have to leave at night!"

Luo Jun said, handing the flashlight to Lorna.

"Pack some important stuff, don't bring other things if you can!"

Luo Jun said, then went to the reef to collect the tuna that had been dried in the wind for seven or eight hours, stringing the fish with a vine and hanging it directly around his neck.

As for the snake meat, Luo Jun just glanced at it and had to give it up.

The snake meat was too fishy. It would be too easy to track them if they took it along.

If the other side had hunting dogs, there was nothing more to say. But these fish were already eighty percent dried. Even the most keen-scented hunter would have a hard time tracking the smell for three or four kilometers.

The sniper rifle he had buried earlier was too heavy to carry now of course. But Luo Jun still dug it out and knocked the telescopic sight off and mounted it on the confiscated M16 rifle.

Then he put the Barrett back in the box and reburied it.

When he returned to the shelter, the women had bundled up the waterproof cloth and life raft, and simply divided up the bamboo sap to drink directly.

As for the fire crackers Luo Jun had made earlier, he put them directly into his pocket.

The medicine box and machete could only be carried by Li Shi. The few steel helmets were simply worn on their heads. Lorna supported Jenny as she walked.

When Jenny stood up, her wound would hurt from time to time as blood flowed down, and she looked pained.

Luo Jun was worried that she would slow everyone down, so he lifted her face and said seriously, "Listen carefully. Just now my trap killed a mysterious man on the island. They were members of a reconnaissance team. Such teams often only have two people. One was injured and unable to move, so the other would return to camp at all costs to report. If you can't keep up, I can only kill you. I will never let you reveal any information!"

"I... I can do it! Don't abandon me!"

Jenny responded nervously.

Luo Jun's threats had a tremendous effect. When afraid, people can summon immense survival instincts.

"Alright then! Let's head out now!"

Luo Jun entered wartime mode. His imposing manner kept the several women from even daring to make a peep, they could only follow his commands and take action accordingly.