Super Special Forces King

Chapter 324

324.

"No matter what happens, you don't want to come out."

Zhang Feng hung up the phone and put all his belongings on the ground. There was a rocket in the individual rocket launcher, and the magazines of two assault rifles seized from the man who attacked him were full of bullets.

Carrying a total of two assault rifles on his back and carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulders, his eyes became increasingly cold!

Running fast, he could see a dozen black people rushing towards the courtyard frantically.

Kneeling on one knee, the individual rocket launcher on his shoulder aimed at the yard, and his finger steadily pulled the trigger.

"Swish." The rocket roared with a piercing sound, with a long tail flame trailing behind it.

Immediately after firing the rocket, Zhang Feng threw the heavy guy on his shoulders to the ground, picked up an assault rifle he was carrying on his back, and quickly dived into the darkness.

boom!

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and the violent impact swept the black man who had no time to dodge into the yard.

People closer to the center of the explosion were killed in the explosion without even screaming. Even their bodies were torn apart, with broken arms and limbs flying around.

Although the people on the periphery did not die immediately, they were attacked by the explosion and fell to the ground screaming, and the screams resounded throughout the courtyard!

"%...￥%" the surrounding enemies screamed in a voice that Zhang Feng couldn't understand.

And Zhang Feng, who got into the dark night, did not give up. His body was hidden in the darkness, his fingers steadily pulled the trigger and fired, killing bullets whizzing away.

One person must die with every gunshot!

Without the shackles of organizational rules, Zhang Feng's killing became extremely arrogant and lawless!

Gunshots and fireworks ejected from the muzzle also exposed Zhang Feng's hiding position, and the messy bullets roared toward Zhang Feng's like raindrops.

Zhang Feng's eyes were cold, he lowered his body, suddenly leaped to the side, and rolled with one hand, his body quickly plunged into the night like a flexible civet cat.

The attacking enemy also realized that things could not be done, and had already begun to prepare to retreat.

The killing intent at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth has not dissipated, how could he tolerate their retreat so easily!

Out of the night again, the assault rifle in his hand became a killing machine.

He quickly threw the rifle in his hand to the ground through the bullet hole in the magazine, held the other gun on his back in his hand, and continued to fire.

There was not too much counterattack and entanglement in the place of retreat. After leaving seven or eight corpses, they quickly retreated into the night.

Worried about the safety of the two strong sons, Zhai Qiang and others, Zhang Feng did not pursue them.

Stepping into the yard, the ground was densely covered with blood, and the stump of the broken arm was soaked in blood.

Wherever they were injured, Zhang Feng rewarded them all with another bullet and sent them to hell.

The screams disappeared, the gunfire stopped, and the night that had been torn apart by gunfire and fireworks fell silent again.

The two strong sons and others all got out of the house.

Seeing the tragic situation in the yard, Erqiangzi's face was ugly. Although he had life on his hands, he had never seen such a tragic sight.

Both Zhai Qiang and Mike's faces were instantly pale. Mike and the mercenaries stayed for a while, and they were able to resist the churning in their stomachs.

Zhai Qiang vomited violently while holding his hand on the wall.

Growing up in Wenrou Township, I have seen a lot of bloodless fights in shopping malls. When have I seen such an impactful visual effect.

Compared with the moment, the tragic pictures in the war movie are like a war game played by children, filled with babble charging sounds, there is such a bright red blood and a rich smell of blood!

Zhang Feng said with a cold face, "Converge all the weapons of these people. Quickly sweep the battlefield. If you can't face all of this naturally, then sooner or later you will become a cold corpse!"

The corners of Erqiangzi's mouth twitched twice, and he quickly walked into the yard, picked up a hand from the blood and carried the red-stained weapon on his body.

After Mike hesitated a little, he stepped into the blood. Only Zhai Qiang was still vomiting, and the contents of his stomach were vomiting clean, and he began to vomit bitter bile.

Stepping on the blood, he made a sound of'cracking, crackling', and walking in front of Zhai Qiang, Zhang Feng did not give any soft comfort, but said coldly: "Zhai Qiang, before coming to Rwanda, I reminded me more than You, my broken ship can't go down! Now you give you another chance to choose, get used to, live! Unacceptable, die!"

As he said, pulling the bolt, the cold muzzle hit Zhai Qiang's head.

Zhai Qiang's distorted and pale face lifted slightly. He looked at Zhang Feng's cold and murderous eyes, knowing that he was not joking anymore. If he said that he was unacceptable, he would probably burst his head without hesitation by pulling the trigger.

Touching the corners of his mouth to squeeze out an extremely ugly smile, and said bitterly: "I can get used to it!"

"Okay." Zhang Feng put down the muzzle on top of his head, stuffed the assault rifle into his hand, and said: "Shoot me at every corpse!"

Zhai Qiang held the gun, his hands trembled, and he walked into the blood in a daze.

Slowly raised the muzzle and aimed at the corpse on the ground, his hands trembled violently. Although it was a corpse, it was also a human, not an animal.

"Zhai Qiang, don't say I never gave you a chance!" Zhang Feng's cold voice sounded behind Zhai Qiang.

"Ah!" Zhai Qiang roared, his fingers crazily squeezing the trigger.

"Da da da!" The gunshot suddenly sounded, and bullets roared out from the muzzle, smashing the heads of the corpses on the ground, and the white brains mixed in the blood splashed Zhai Qiang's face.

Zhai Qiang's nose was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

"Ka Ka." The magazine was empty, and Zhai Qiang seemed to have exhausted all his body's strength, his body collapsed and fell backwards, sitting in a pool of blood.

Suddenly, Zhai Qiang burst into tears, covering his face with his palms stained with blood and gunpowder smoke.

Standing behind him, Zhang Feng let out a long sigh. It was unacceptable for a person to kill for the first time. It was no better than him to kill for the first time.

If nothing happened tonight, Zhang Summit gave him time to slowly adapt to the blood and killing!

However, the chaos in Rwanda far exceeds their imagination. There is no time left for them to adapt. They must grow up as soon as possible.

Although there were conflicts and conflicts with Zhai Qiang, after all, they were the people who followed him out of China, and Zhang Feng couldn't watch them die on a foreign land!