Super Special Forces King

Chapter 406: Killing the Vulture

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Want to join the blood wolf mercenary group? Shit, nothing more than testing one's own reality.

Without saying a word, Zhang Feng resisted the severe pain, and shot a shuttle bullet in the direction where the voice of the vulture came. He cursed, "I'm going to Nima. Want Lao Tzu to join the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps, do you have a dream?"

While cursing, he took out the peak in the backpack, untied the gauze wrapped around its mouth, and said in a low voice, "Go now! The farther you go, the better."

Feng obviously didn't want to leave, lying at Zhang Feng's feet.

Zhang Feng felt a pain in his heart. He picked up the rifle in his hand and placed it on Feng's head. He lowered his voice and said viciously: "Get off now. Get out!"

Feng whimpered and roared, facing the threat of the muzzle, slowly backing up, looking at Zhang Feng with aggrieved eyes, and finally turned around and quickly dived into the jungle.

"Huh." Zhang Feng gasped. He is now injured in his leg and has limited mobility, and he may be planted in the hands of the vulture. If you don't want to link the peak, you can only pretend to be vicious and force it to leave, otherwise the vulture will never let it go after it kills itself.

Licking his lips, Zhang Feng put on the magazine again, supported the ground with one leg, and stood up from the ground leaning on the tree with his tearing pain, sneered and shouted, "Is the vulture right? Me? Don’t you want to kill me? How come now that the tortoise shrank like a thousand-year-old **** who dare not show up.

"Hmph. Don't think I didn't notice that you were injured! I can drag you to death as long as I hide and drag." The vulture said with a cold snort.

Hearing that, Zhang Feng's brows were tightly furrowed together. How did the vulture notice that he was injured? Looking down and seeing the blood stained on a large handful of grass, he immediately understood.

Turning his eyes, he said, "I am injured and I can't move one leg. But that's it, what can you do to me? You think you have reinforcements, but I don't have it? What a joke."

The vulture was shocked, this guy really has reinforcements, or is he lying to himself? Such a powerful gunman, it would be a little unlikely if he was just a straggler, but the largest mercenary group around here was the blood wolf he was in. Could it be that he was transferred from another territory? I haven't heard the news that other mercenary groups are taking actions nearby.

Suspicious, he tentatively asked: "It's a joke, let's see whose reinforcements can arrive first!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng sneered in his heart. He wanted to test himself. It seemed that he had become suspicious. He immediately laughed and said: "Well, neither of us should shoot. It depends on whose reinforcements can arrive first."

There was no doubt in the vulture's heart, it seemed that the opponent must have reinforcements. My team is folded in this guy's hand, if I can't kill the opponent and go back, I'm afraid the leader will not let him go.

Thinking of this, he slowly stuck out the muzzle from where he was hiding, and pulled the trigger at the big tree where Zhang Feng was hiding.

The bullets banged and shot past, the hitting tree trunks banged, sawdust flew horizontally, and the leaves fell rustlingly.

"Made, you really are a grandson, didn't you say you wouldn't shoot at all? Grass." Zhang Feng cursed.

"I never promised you." The vulture had no doubt in his heart at this moment. The opponent must have reinforcements and they must have been injured, otherwise it would be impossible not to fight back in the face of his own shooting.

The body was completely moved out of the hiding place, and he slowly moved forward with a vigilant rifle, his eyes locked on the tree where the opponent was hiding. He has injuries on his body, and his actions are bound to be slow. As long as he dares to show his head, the vulture will surely blow his head with a shot!

Zhang Feng's face became more and more ugly, blood was constantly flowing out of the wound, his face became paler and paler, and the severe pain made this leg useless.

Listening to the constant approach of footsteps, he untied the grenade hung on his body and held it in his hand, intending to die together.

No one is not afraid of death, and Zhang Feng hesitates to live a long life, but facing the situation of death, he never lacks the courage to die together.

Licking his dry lips, he took the vulture as he approached and rushed out, detonated the grenade, and the two of them fry into meat residue together.

Seeing Zhang Feng always hiding behind the tree and not fighting back, a smile appeared on the face of the vulture. He is already thinking about torturing the gunman who killed his team of eleven people in this way. It is hard to dispel the hatred without skinning and deboning!

Just when he was extremely proud, suddenly a shadow rushed towards his cheek from the side.

All the attention of the vulture was behind the tree where Zhang Feng was hiding in front of him, and he did not expect that there would be an'enemy' on the side.

It was too late to switch the muzzle and shoot, so he swung the **** of the gun and smashed it.

The **** of the ‘bang’ rifle hit the enemy fiercely, and the sharp claws ran through his eyes.

"Woo." "Ah!" The painful whimper and the scream of the vulture sounded simultaneously.

Zhang Feng suddenly moved in his heart, and immediately no longer had any hesitation. One leg exerted force and his body rushed out from behind the tree. The man still quickly pulled out the pistol on the outside of his thigh in mid-air, and pulled the trigger continuously, bullets Blasted blood on the body of the vulture.

The body of the vulture twitched, and the blood of the coo gushing out from the gunshot wound, a large amount of blood spurted from the mouth, and the body slowly fell back.

Zhang Feng threw himself to the ground sideways, pressing down on the wound again, his body suddenly curled up in pain, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

"Woo." A low roar of sobbing sounded, and Feng's body crooked and crawled towards Zhang Feng, his eyes filled with pain.

Zhang Fengqiang endured the severe pain and looked towards the peak, with a dent in the side of its body.

With a slight movement, the wounds on his legs were painful. When he sat up, his cheeks were already covered with sweat.

Feng climbed to Zhang Feng's hand and crouched on the ground, sticking out his tongue and licking his fingers, eyes full of pleading.

I picked up the peak and hugged it in my arms. I didn't think I would dare to go away. In the end, it saved my life.

Seeing that his body was sunken in, it should have been broken by a bone hit by the **** of the rifle. Although it is not fatal, it may cause sequelae if it is not treated in time.

Touching its furry head, he said spoiledly: "Don't worry, I will never drive you away again." As he said, **** pinched her broken bone and broke it out, and the painful peak screamed. Up.

Repeat three times in a row, and finally reset the broken bone.

Take out food and water from the backpack and feed it into its mouth, and wait until it is full before eating. Putting Feng's body into the backpack again, Zhang Feng sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the wound, and simply wrapped it up with gauze. He jumped on one leg towards the vulture's body.