The helicopter crash landed in a relatively flat part of the mountain trail.
As Liang Fei and his team hurried toward the crash site, a group of soldiers ambushed in the jungle, much like a pack of cats that had smelled fish, quickly began to encircle the area.
"Quick, hurry over and see if there's anyone alive!"
"Damn, finally got a hit. I've been feeding the mosquitoes all night in this jungle."
...
Curse-filled voices came from the jungle, and the light from flashlights swung chaotically everywhere.
Obviously, those surrounding them were just ordinary soldiers, hardly a concern. But they were closer to the helicopter crash site and had already reached it by the time Liang Fei and Shen Xing arrived.
"Boss, there's still one alive here!"
Soon, a soldier spotted Hai Shi hanging from a tree and, gun in hand, forced him down.
"Well, well, if it isn't the once majestic bodyguard Hai Shi. What's happened, hanging from a tree like a dried duck?"