Super Special Forces King

Chapter 354

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"Brother Feng, I'm rushing towards you now."

Johnson's voice fell in Zhang Feng's ears. Zhang Feng's heart suddenly lit up. It would be really not easy for him to catch the mysterious gunman hiding in the dark.

He immediately said: "Johnson, don't come close to us now! Even if you rush over, we will both be chased by each other!"

"Mike always locks the position between me and Johnson, always reports, and makes sure that the direction of Johnson's movement is parallel to me!"

Hearing Zhang Feng’s words, Mike said repeatedly: "Okay, Brother Feng. Johnson, you now adjust your direction and go to the southeast. After one kilometer, you will change the direction to the true east. Then you and Brother Feng will remain the same. direction."

Johnson didn't hesitate to change his direction.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, didn't he like to spy on himself in secret? Now I want to see what kind of stuff this mysterious gunman is like.

The gunman who secretly followed Zhang Feng, holding a sniper rifle in his hands, swiftly shuttled among the grass, fast, but the sound of his feet on the ground was minimal.

It is precisely this way that he can be so concealed that even Zhang Feng, who is extremely keen in hearing, did not find his position.

But in time to achieve such a concealed effect, he never found the opportunity to shoot.

For him, Zhang Feng's prey is too cunning and extremely fast. Every time he feels that he can lock onto the target, he just raised the gun, and the opponent immediately adjusted the trajectory of his actions, making him feel full of strength but nowhere to use it!

While Zhang Feng was running, he turned around and shot at unabated speed.

The inaccurate shooting is a completely covering blast, the purpose is to delay the distance between the chaser behind him and himself.

He could think of the purpose of the mysterious gunman, but to drag him until he was entangled by the chasing soldiers, and then shot himself in secret.

The abrupt gunfire rang out, and the bullet almost grazed Zhang Feng's body.

The corners of the mysterious gunman's mouth twitched twice, but he thought it was an excellent shooting opportunity, but still let the bullet fall in the empty space.

Through the scope, he could even see Zhang Feng turned his head and shot with a contemptuous smile.

After continuing to move forward, Mike's voice finally remembered in the headset: "Brother Feng, Johnson is now moving parallel with you. The distance between the two of you is about 800 meters!"

"Johnson, I am slowing down and approaching you now. After you accelerate for a certain distance, you hide on the spot! Don't worry about the large group of chasing soldiers behind me, but pay attention to a mysterious gunman. He should act alone, if possible. If it doesn't work, stay alive. If it doesn't work, shoot it directly!" Zhang Feng gave the order in a low voice.

"I understand, Brother Feng!" Johnson agreed and started to increase his speed. The huge body did not slow down his speed in the slightest, on the contrary, he ran extremely fast.

"The opponent is a master, we must be concealed as Johnson."

"Mike. After Johnson confirms that he is concealed, he will report his location to me at any time, and at the same time continuously report the distance and location between the two of us!" Zhang Feng ordered.

"Roger that!"

As Zhang Feng started to slow down and advance, the chasing soldiers behind him seemed to see hope and attacked more and more fiercely. The bullets poured out like no money.

Although the speed of advancement slowed down, Zhang Feng's body changes did not reduce the frequency. He jumped up from time to time, then crawled down, his body shape suddenly left and right!

As Johnson determined to enter the incubation location, Mike began to continuously inform Zhang Feng of the location between the two people.

"Brother Feng, the distance between you and Johnson is 300 meters horizontally and 600 meters vertically!"

"There are two hundred meters in the horizontal direction and 450 meters in the vertical direction!"

"There are 100 meters in the horizontal direction and 300 meters in the vertical direction!"

When he heard that there was a distance of 100 meters between the two horizontal directions, Zhang Feng no longer approached Johnson horizontally.

After adjusting the direction, he continued to keep parallel with Johnson and started to speed up.

The chasing soldiers in the back jumped up again for a while, and the target in front just entered the effective range, and the distance had to be opened again.

While shooting frantically, he chased Zhang Feng in front of him more fiercely.

The distance of three hundred meters is almost fleeting when running at full speed.

"Brother Feng, you have passed Johnson's position!" Mike's voice passed into Zhang Feng's ears again.

"Johnson, repeat it, don't care about the chasers behind me, you must find the mysterious gunman lurking in the dark. It's best to live, if you don't have a chance, just kill it, you are welcome!" Zhang Feng He quickly repeated his command to Johnson again.

"I understand, Brother Feng!" Johnson hummed.

...

Johnson, lurking in the dark, is like a predator, his body is motionless, but his eyes are staring at Zhang Feng's back, looking for the mysterious gunman.

Although he didn't have Zhang Feng's perverted hearing, he was born with a keen sense of hunting.

This comes from nature, or instinct.

Holding the automatic rifle steadily in his hand, he would catch the gunman alive if he had a chance, if not, he would kill it on the spot!

The hungry and ferocious beast has enough patience after hunting, and will rush out with thunder when the prey appears. Johnson is in such a state at this moment.

"Ok?"

Seeing the grass that was about fifteen meters away from him trembled slightly.

And the direction of the grass shaking is against the wind!

His eyes shrank into needles, and Johnson realized that he had found the so-called mysterious gunman.

No longer dormant in the dark, the violent power burst out at this moment with a tyrannical straight line impact speed!

The distance of fifteen meters is fleeting!

The mysterious gunman was locking the position of Zhang Feng in front of him through the sight.

But what greeted him was a big fist!

Fingers are on the trigger, but there is no chance to shoot!

Johnson's palm firmly grasped his hand holding the trigger, while the big fist fell on his lower abdomen with a whistling!

'boom'

The gunner with blood on his face felt as if he had been hit by a truck head-on.

The abdomen that was bombarded suffered a sharp tearing pain, and the body was flying out like a torn sack, but he was pulled back abruptly!

With a fierce look on his face, Johnson grasped his palm on the trigger, and violently twisted in the opposite direction.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound from the wrist bone, which was broken by him abruptly.

"Ah!" The shrill scream suddenly sounded.

Blood gurgled out, and the pale white bone stubble pierced the twisted wrist!