Super Special Forces King

Chapter 400

400.

Zhao Qiang's body is also recovered seven or eighty-eight, and he is sitting in the cave with the dancer at the moment.

Both of them looked gloomy, and now I don't know how many small forces are spying outside the station. The grenades and bombs buried outside the station can hear the sound of explosions from time to time.

Now that Mike and Zhai Qiang are both in the urban area of ​​Rwanda, the two of them can't provide any help in fighting. The only thing they can do now is to hope that Zhang Feng can come back as soon as possible.

The choreographer found four retired special forces through his old comrades in the country. He had arrived in Rwanda three days ago, but he was stuck in the garrison at the moment and had no way to respond.

"The dancer, what should we do in this situation?" Zhao Qiang asked anxiously. He would be unwilling to give away the resident just now. What's more, there are arms and a large amount of gold jewelry stored in the palace, and they have not had time to transport them to Zhuo Zhaoyun through Zhai Qiang's freight company.

The fire ant mercenary group's resident has changed hands, which also means that these things will also fall into the hands of others.

How could the dancer not understand Zhao Qiang's anxiety, but he has nothing to do.

"Now we can only follow the method of staying when the madman left. We never show up, and people outside don't know how many people are inside of us. We can only drag it for a while."

Empty city plan!

Zhao Qiang was still a little worried, and said: "But now that the forces outside are getting bigger and bigger, I am afraid it will not last long. If this goes on, someone will inevitably not help but start first, and then we will only be able to resist. ."

The dancer shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "We can drag a day or a day. In this way, Zhao Qiang, we will bury the hole with explosives. Once the other party attacks, we will blow up the hole and escape from another hole. The resident can be given to them, but the munitions and gold bricks and jewelry can never fall into their hands!"

Nodded, Zhao Qiang couldn't think of other better ways.

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Three jeeps quickly shuttled through the wasteland, and finally saw a vehicle almost covered by sand and dust, when even stopped.

A total of twelve mercenaries, fully armed, all automatic rifles, fighting troops, pistols, and American sand-colored combat uniforms hung thunders. All the armbands on their right arm are a **** wolf head.

"Captain! The last sign of the missing squad is to disappear here." said a blond white mercenary.

The mercenary he called the captain was also white, with an eagle-eyed nose and a stern look. "You can also say that the car they were in was parked here, looking for dead bodies nearby."

The blond mercenary closed his mouth angrily, but did not dare to talk too much. His captain, Pete, codenamed Vulture, has absolute power in the team.

It didn't take long for the mercenary squad to catch the bullet-ridden tarpaulin under the sand and dust, and lift the tarpaulin. Below, there are still a few pieces of dried corpses.

The vulture's eyelids twitched twice, and he said coldly: "In this area, there are people who dare to do something to our blood wolf mercenary group! No matter who it is, it will die! Clown, go see if that car can used!"

The one called the clown is the white man who has just been scolded.

Hearing that, he immediately ran to the general jeep buried by the wind and sand. After careful inspection, he said: "Captain Vulture, there is no problem with the car, but the fuel tank is emptied!"

"Fill up, let's set off. Twenty miles ahead is our blood wolf's resident, the other party will definitely not go this reverse. Fill up, we chase in the opposite direction." Vulture commanded coldly.

Immediately, two mercenaries took out the fuel tank from the back of the driving jeep and added gasoline to the fuel tank.

The clown volunteered to jump into the car, activated the accelerator, and made sure that there was no problem.

Following the command of the vulture, plus this car, a total of four or two jeeps, drove quickly in the direction of the jungle.

The vehicle drove fast, the temperature of the engine and the fuel tank kept rising, and the grenade that Zhang Feng threw in the fuel tank finally exploded.

The entire vehicle was directly blown up to a height of two meters, and the fierce flame burned violently. When it landed, the vehicle turned into a ‘bone rack’.

The clown who volunteered to drive was directly in the explosion, his body was torn into broken arms and limbs, and he could not die again.

Fortunately, the exploded vehicle was at the end of the convoy and did not affect the three vehicles in front.

The convoy stopped, and the vulture looked somber as if it could drip. The corners of his mouth were constantly twitching because of anger, and even the flesh was constantly shaking.

After inspection, the vehicle that was completely normal actually exploded, and the opponent must be doing tricks.

"Whoever it is, I will kill you!" said the vulture viciously. The corpses that had been fragmented naturally did not need to converge, nor could they converge, because they had already disappeared in the fierce flames.

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At this moment, he was withdrawing two primitive tribes from the jungle. Zhang Feng's ears moved, and he heard a slight explosion from a distance, and his brows suddenly wrinkled together.

At that time, the grenades were left in the two vehicles, not only did they want to kill the other person, but also used the explosion to warn themselves.

Now it seems that someone really moved the car, but I don't know if it was the mercenary group that had a deep hatred with Johnson, or other mercenaries passing by.

The frowning eyebrows have been squeezed into a "chuan" character.

Seeing his expression on the side, Johnson asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Brother Feng."

Naturally, Zhang Feng couldn't tell him that he heard the explosion, so he said casually: "It's okay, but there is a bad premonition. If you let it go, the rest was cancelled, and we stepped up out of the jungle."

Looking back at the hoo-hula-la crowd, Zhang Feng's head was big again. If they are young and middle-aged, the speed of such progress can at least be more than doubled.

But there are still half of the women, children, old and young, who can't go fast at all. They just hope to return to the station smoothly.

Although the speed of travel is not fast, these indigenous people are adapted to long-distance migration and do not need long rest. Moreover, at the beginning of the migration, Zhang Feng ordered them to discard all unnecessary things and bring enough food and water, which also reduced the burden on the indigenous people.

One day later, I finally walked out of the jungle. The sky was already dim. Zhang Feng saw the jeep parked on the edge of the jungle again. He frowned slightly and said to Johnson beside him: "Johnson. You brought these people tonight. Keep going without rest, and rush back to the station as soon as possible. I'm afraid there will be danger if it takes too long.