Mirai, who had been resting on a tree branch, was suddenly awakened by the frantic barking of a dog in the distance.
The shouts drawing closer were clearly searching in his direction.
The changes Blue had undergone over the past few years had left a deep impression on Mo Yan. He even had something like a dog.
Mirai carefully judged the direction and distance of the sounds, pulled a dagger from his shoe, gripped it tightly, and waited for the "puppy" to arrive.
After a while, two men wearing night-vision goggles brought a search-and-rescue dog over to carefully search their tree.
"Damn, their equipment really is advanced." Mirai snorted. If they had not been so close, he would not even have been able to see the gear those two were carrying.
If you somehow started a fire and ran into them, you would not even know how you died!
Just imagine it: in this dark forest, with only a few stray beams of moonlight filtering through, fighting two fully armed mercenaries equipped with night-vision goggles. You might as well dig a hole and bury yourself.
As he thought this, the distance between them steadily shrank, and the dog began to grow agitated. It truly was intelligent.
Seeing the search dog's reaction, the two men tensed up and warily scanned their surroundings. Their pace slowed.
At the same time, a plan had already formed in Mirai's mind.
Mirai held a first-aid kit in his hand and seized the chance to throw it into the distance.
In the once-silent forest, a sudden cracking sound rang out, immediately putting everyone on edge.
The two men quickly went back-to-back and maintained a full 360-degree alert.
Judging from their coordination and proficiency, along with their superior equipment, it was not hard to see that these