Chapter 8, Jungle Duel (2)

In a hidden corner obscured by the foliage, a pair of bright white eyes peeked out from beneath the leaves. Tang Tian silently counted, "One!" Then, like a serpent, he slithered away from his original position

After the iron-blooded individual changed position, they only detected the sound of an object moving quickly ahead. However, when they carefully scanned the area, the opponent had vanished. As a patient hunter, this iron-blooded individual calmly waited. After a long while, they only felt a dizziness and fell to the ground.

Daqi returned from his thoughts, squinting as he searched back and forth for the enemy's traces through the movement of his eyes. After all, the opponent's camouflage technology was already close to complete invisibility, and even a slight distortion of the surroundings was difficult to capture in such a complex environment

Daqi remained motionless, lurking among the rocks. Just moments ago, Tang Tian had activated a mechanism that eliminated an Iron Blood Warrior, and he couldn't help but admire it. Those mechanisms were intricately linked, with the most lethal strike occurring when the opponent had just narrowly escaped and was secretly letting their guard down. If it were him, he too would have fallen victim to such a silent trap

After the furious roar of Iron Blood, Ye Lin returned to silence, but a wave of anxiety surged in Tang Tian's heart. ... Tang Tian kept thinking: If I were Iron Blood and my two partners fell into a trap and were inexplicably killed, what would I do? ... ... ... "Destroy the trap" ... ... Suddenly realizing, Tang Tian felt a chill run down his spine; he was frightened by his own thoughts. If one Iron Blood detonated a bomb, it was possible that the bombs on the other two Iron Blood members would also explode, creating a blast zone with no blind spots. ... Suddenly realizing, Tang Tian felt a chill run down his spine; he was frightened by his own thoughts. If one Iron Blood detonated a bomb, it was possible that the bombs on the other two Iron Blood members would also explode, creating a blast zone with no blind spots.

In the darkness, a patch of grass seemed to sway slightly in the breeze, followed by the sound of wood breaking. A wooden vine quickly shot upwards, triggered by Tang Tian stepping on a mechanism, causing a row of curved branches holding wooden arrows to instantly release the arrows.

In order to deal with the sniper, Da Qitang and the three of them put in a lot of effort, from assessing his shooting and positioning to setting up various traps at multiple sniper locations. Only the area of the sniper position on the branch that Mike was responsible for was large, making it difficult to set up traps, so they left a person to lie in ambush there and carefully placed some fallen leaves on the branch above. With the operation taking place at night and the Predator often wearing a special light source observation mask, when some leaves fell, Mike, who was lying in ambush behind, would be able to detect the opponent's position, ultimately leading to his poisoning. Only the area of the sniper position on the branch that Mike was responsible for was large, making it difficult to set up traps, so they left a person to lie in ambush there and carefully placed some fallen leaves on the branch above. With the operation taking place at night and the Predator often wearing a special light source observation mask, when some leaves fell, Mike, who was lying in ambush behind, would be able to detect the opponent's position, ultimately leading to his poisoning.

Mike carefully took out a wooden tube about the thickness of two fingers and inserted a blow dart into it. This is a hunting method used in the Amazon of South America. The blow dart was coated with a potent toxin that Tang Tian had always carried, along with a mixture of venom extracted from poisonous insects and snakes captured in the dense forest. Additionally, it was smeared with the venom from the fangs of the black widow, the most toxic creature found in the jungle. After loading the blow dart, Mike quietly inhaled and aimed at the approximate waist level of a shadow, releasing the dart. "Puff!" In silence, the dart struck its target and stuck to the shadow, which then rippled and quickly vanished.

Time quietly passed, and now what both sides were competing with was patience. Daqi still had a long arrow with a grenade warhead in hand, while Tang Tian had ample ammunition in the ring on his finger, yet he was currently wrapping it in a piece of tattered cloth, afraid to reveal it. He relied solely on a hard wooden longbow and three arrows in his hand. Meanwhile, Mike only had a bow, three poisoned arrows, and a blowpipe.

At that moment, a sound of breaking branches came from Mike's eight o'clock direction, revealing that the poisoned Iron Blood Warrior could no longer hold on. It turned out that the needle Mike had shot had struck the warrior in the lower back. Such an injury was like a mosquito bite to the Iron Blood Warrior. When he realized that the object that had stung him was an artificial item, he knew he had been discovered and immediately changed his position, injecting a life support serum. However, what he did not expect was that Tang Tian and his team had used a mixed venom. The fangs used for the poisoned needle had also been modified to include a small barb. When the Iron Blood Warrior pulled the needle out, the needle tip broke off and remained inside his body. Upon realizing that the object that had stung him was artificial, he knew he had been discovered and immediately changed his position, injecting a life support serum. However, he did not anticipate that Tang Tian and his team had used a mixed venom. The fangs used for the poisoned needle had also been modified to include a small barb. When the Iron Blood Warrior pulled the needle out, the needle tip broke off and remained inside his body. The tip of the needle contained the highest concentration of poison, and those residues were highly toxic, capable of killing twenty or more robust men per milligram. Thus, even the Iron Blood Warrior had to succumb to his fate.

Boom! The Predator fired a shot from its ion cannon at the source of the sound, and simultaneously, an explosion echoed across the narrow bridge. The firelight generated by the plasma vaporizing the trees suddenly illuminated the dark forest, revealing a shadowy figure that remained motionless beneath the countless sparks, as if lifeless. Just like in a scene from a story, the explosion from the grenade on the arrow also forced the Predator below to reveal itself. After being blasted out of its cloaked state, a wooden arrow was seen firmly embedded in its back. The injured hunter let out a roar, and the shoulder cannon on its back fired wildly in all directions. The material vaporized instantly by the ion cannon exploded rapidly, with some incompletely vaporized substances scattering like sparks, resembling festive fireworks. However, everyone present knew that this brilliance was the flower of death, and the only fate for those struck was to be vaporized, losing all their internal organs, and becoming nothing but an empty shell.

Tang Tian was cautiously ambushed in a patch of grass, a low-lying area not far from a ditch, which was just right for evading the desperate suicide explosions of the Iron Blood warriors. The duel with the Iron Blood warriors had reached a stalemate, as one warrior had died due to carelessness and another had been poisoned, a result of their overconfidence or perhaps their anger leading to reckless advances. Of course, such outcomes were inseparable from the meticulous planning of the three individuals involved. Ten minutes on stage requires ten years of effort off stage, and the three had been busy for nearly a day setting traps, waiting for this fleeting moment where life and death would be determined.

The thrown-out Predator seemed to have yet to realize why its equipment had malfunctioned, and its heavy body fell heavily onto the ground at the bottom of the ditch, producing a crackling sound as branches broke. When the last blue ion exploded on the branches above the wooden bridge, scattering sparks that illuminated the bottom of the ditch, the Predator, caught in the trap, had already breathed its last. Sharp hardwood stakes were haphazardly thrust into the bottom of the ditch, and the Predator's body was pierced with seven or eight large holes, from which glowing blood flowed out. When the last blue ion exploded on the branches above the wooden bridge, scattering sparks that illuminated the bottom of the ditch, the Predator, caught in the trap, had already breathed its last. Sharp hardwood stakes were haphazardly thrust into the bottom of the ditch, and the Predator's body was pierced with seven or eight large holes, from which glowing blood flowed out.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light shot out from the northwest corner, severing the two sections of the vine together. The wooden post lost one of the vine's pulls, and the post broke another vine, throwing it down into the ditch

Shortly after the second Predator fell, an angry roar erupted from a nearby concealed position of Dutch. Before he could even see the enemy, two of his own had already been taken out. The opposing side must have realized that he had fallen into their trap.

Mike was also hiding in the darkness, rolling his eyes to observe his surroundings, with only two pale eyes revealing that there was something else present. Mike could not yet determine whether the enemy he shot would succumb to the poison; if not, he would have to kill one with a knife barrel, even if it was just to avenge Breen. Moreover, those guys would also die from a single stab.

Time quietly slips away from everyone, unnoticed by either side. Two iron-blooded warriors continuously adjust the other light-sensitive instruments on their masks, but all of this is in vain. Mud, counterfeit Gillette cloaks, pre-battle cold water cooling, and low-lying ambush positions. Tang Tian has employed everything he can think of to counteract his unfavorable position and concealment.

In another quiet darkness within the dense forest, a pair of white eyes shone out. Before it, several leaves floated down from the branches, and looking ahead, a transparent, distorted shadow stood quietly on the branch, observing the events occurring in the distance. This position offered a clear view ahead, while the complex terrain behind facilitated an easy retreat, making it an excellent sniping point

They are very cautious, perhaps the excessive deaths of their companions have made them wary, or perhaps their hunter-like instincts have always kept them this way. Just as Daqi and his companions were fully focused on observing their surroundings, the eerie hunter appeared beside Daqi like transparent air, with no indication of where he had come from, and they moved silently.

However, before the hunter had the chance to fully awaken, two wooden stakes were hurled from either end of the bridge. A white line (Zhao Tian's spider silk) connected the two stakes, crossing the bridge in a swift motion. In the midst of the chaos, the Iron Blood warriors resorted to their last desperate measure, executing a super jump. Unfortunately, luck was not on their side this time. After a burst of sparks erupted from their backs, the Iron Blood warrior on the bridge, armed with a shoulder cannon, was swept off the wooden bridge.

It must be said that the ability of Daqi and the other two to create such a large-scale trap network is entirely dependent on the high-tech daggers donated by those Iron-Blooded Warriors. These daggers, which can cut through iron like mud, along with the flying wheels, significantly enhanced the speed at which the three constructed the mechanisms, allowing for the rapid establishment of this trap network

Perhaps it is a coincidence of fate, but more so an inevitability of destiny; the judgments and hunting instincts of both parties are remarkably similar. Daqi, with a look of astonishment, held his breath and observed for a long time, unsure of the judgments made by these hunters. A shadow departed, moving towards the single log bridge over the fire pit, where the flames clearly illuminated the distorted figure.

The blaze in the ambush site of Daqi dispelled the surrounding darkness and frightened away some uninvited guests from the forest, yet even more malevolent and sinister visitors arrived at this moment.

After successfully striking, Mike quickly disappeared behind the cover of the trees, knowing that once a venomous snake bites its prey, it only needs to wait patiently for the prey to succumb to the poison. Essentially, most life forms on Earth that are affected by a mixture of toxins, especially the venom of the black widow, face only death. It can be said that toxins, having evolved over billions of years in living organisms, are the alien guests of carbon-based life.

Beneath the gentle poetry, what should have been a tranquil and serene night is, in reality, fraught with peril. In the darkness, pairs of glowing green points wander about, evoking humanity's most primal fears. In the leaf-covered forest under the cloak of night, bloodshed and slaughter are never absent. According to the laws of the jungle, one either becomes food for other creatures or other creatures become food for you, and this has been the case for billions of years

When the high-tech equipment of the Iron Blood is countered by complex terrain and human intervention, what remains of the Iron Blood? Merely a few prey that are more cunning and dangerous than leopards, manipulated by hunters in their traps.

With a bang, Tang Tian threw a grenade to signal Daqi and the others, then quickly left the battlefield and ran towards the respective prepared burrows of the three.

As the Iron Blood recklessly fired its cannons while injured, a massive shadow swooped down from above the side of the Iron Blood. Tang Tian, who was lying on the ground, was forbidden from activating the mechanism to release the vines again. A gigantic wooden stake, covered in barbs, swept towards the Iron Blood warriors who were firing indiscriminately. As the white wooden stake, accompanied by a whistling sound, was hurled towards the Iron Blood warriors who were hindered on the wooden bridge, Tang Tian had already foreseen the vengeful scene of these warriors being pierced through the abdomen by the wooden stake and pinned to it.

Somewhere in the forest, an unstable lightning flashed, and in an instant, a blue lightning mixed with shockwaves rapidly expanded in a dome shape. The surrounding trees were reduced to ashes in the face of the immense energy of the iron-blood bomb. The explosion, akin to a nuclear blast, erupted in the forest, mercilessly destroying all objects that obstructed its path