Helen looked at Henry and Baron with confusion. From their words, none of them thought that Garry would succeed, and they had even expected that Garry and others would be defeated.
"Captain Qi, do you mean that Garry's group will definitely fail?" Helen said.
"It's not what I think. It's what Brother Syl and I mean. Both of us think that Garry and others will fail." Baron deliberately stretched out his hand and pointed to Henry.
"Why?" Helen was puzzled. Although she was a deputy in this team, she just performed a few more tasks than Garry, but her experience in this field was not much bigger than Garry's.
Baron pursed his lips at Henry and said, "You can ask Brother Syl. He is about the same age as you, but in terms of experience, he is much more experienced than you. Just on the way here, Garry and the other five people, including you, did not deliberately lower the sound of your footsteps. Only Brother Syl took the initiative to do so. In this aspect, he has already been many steps in front of you." Henry smiled and said to Helen gently, "The jungle world has always belonged to mercenaries. These mercenaries are far inferior to you in terms of personal quality, but in terms of surviving in the jungle, they are much more experienced than you. In short, these mercenaries have long been considered with the problem you have not considered. On the way to the jungle, there are some places where the piled up leaves are thick. When you step on them, there will be a sound. This will give a signal to the other side."
Helen didn't show any disdain for Henry's preaching. On the contrary, she listened carefully because she knew that Henry's experience was something that even the captain of the Sharp Knife didn't have, let alone herself.
There was only one place where Helen felt confused. She asked, "The mercenaries are all in the city. Can they really hear us stepping on the leaves in the jungle?"
"No," Henry shook his head and explained, "There's a kind of birds called African Starling that lives only in Africa. They like to stay in the open forest, where they usually jump or walk on the ground, eat fruits and other plants. Even if people pass by in the distance, they won't be affected, unless the movement is particularly big. And when people step on the thick pile of fallen leaves, it will alarm the birds. The African Starling usually gather in the groups of thirty, and once they fly, it's a sign for the mercenaries that they have heard some noise."
Listening to Henry's words, Baron nodded in agreement and said, "In the jungle, there are too many things you don't know. These experiences were all gathered when fighting for your life. Garry and others were discovered by others early on."
Helen did not speak. Looking at the back of Garry and the other four people, she was a little worried.
Henry leaned against the tree and chanted softly, "Three seconds, two, one, lie down!"
When Henry shouted out the word "down", Helen and Baron almost subconsciously took such an action.
As soon as they fell to the ground, they heard a roar nearby, and the earth trembled slightly. The fire rushed up to the sky, and a blast of air swept over.
This was the sound of a cannonball landing on the ground.
"We're exposed, let's go!" The three people heard Garry's anxious voice at the same time.
"Ah." Henry sighed. "They're deliberately guiding the enemies to shoot in that direction."
As if confirming Henry's words, in the dark night, countless flames shot out from Golden City and went straight to Garry and the other four people. The people in Golden City didn't need to take aim at them at all. They just needed to shoot according to the sound coming from the forest.
Fortunately, the jungle was very deep, and there were many trees that could serve as a shelter. Otherwise, Garry and the other four people would definitely not be able to escape.
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