Super Special Forces King

Chapter 522 Killing the Blood Wolf (4)

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When the roar of the rapid-fire artillery stopped, Zhang Feng immediately roared:

"Grenade! Call me inside."

His commands are transmitted to everyone's ears in the Heiwu Special Forces through the wireless microphone.

The members of the Heichang Special Team, without any hesitation, quickly took out the grenade, opened the pull ring, and threw it in through the wall of the blood wolf mercenary group.

Although the shock wave generated by the explosion of the grenade is not as good as the artillery shells, the sharp shrapnel contained in the grenade does kill and injure the enemy's deadly existence.

Across the wall, the situation in the blood wolf mercenary group's resident cannot be observed. Zhang Feng didn't think that just a few grenade could cause much damage to the opponent, just to attract the blood wolf mercenary group's attention. come.

The explosion of the grenade sounded, and the heavy machine guns of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group began to roar again.

Seeing the effect achieved, Zhang Feng immediately shouted to the wireless microphone:

"Hound Dog, Johnson, give me the fang to take you guys! First take the enemy's rapid-fire artillery and take the heavy machine gun position! What a special thing."

"Yes! Captain!" The hound roared lowly.

The six soldiers were divided into three groups, and they joined hands to act as a human ladder, sending the other team members across a four-meter-high wall.

The attention of the mercenaries in the resident of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps was all attracted by the feigned Heiwu Special Forces, and they didn't even notice that someone was looking through the wall behind the barracks.

They didn't see it, but it didn't mean that others didn't see it. The dancers on the barracks could see clearly.

Shouted in a low voice: Johnson.

When Johnson heard someone calling his name, he subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from. He was seeing the dancer, his face suddenly glowing.

At this time, the dancer also jumped out of the barracks, and when he saw the familiar hounds, he didn't have time to say hello to the past, and said straightforwardly:

"Give me five people to kill Beveridge, the leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. You should have seen the map of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. The heavy machine gun position of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group is in the square in the middle. In the jungle of the mountain is their rapid-fire artillery position."

The hunting dog nodded and said: "Johnson, you and the Yagu follow the dancer to kill Beveridge. I will take the other people to the heavy machine gun position first, and then go to the rapid-fire artillery position. How?"

"No problem!" Johnson said unambiguously, and took off his wireless microphone and handed it to the dancer.

The choreographer did not refuse, put the wireless microphone on his ear, and said to the inside:

"Crazy man, I am a dancer! I am now reunited with our people. There is a situation where I want to tell you that the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group does not know what arrangements are made to let their people persist until dawn. I think this is a bit suspicious."

"Gigolo, you're fine! You say dawn? It's so hard that the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group has nothing to do with it? Don't worry about him for the time being, I can't do what the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group can do until dawn." Zhang Feng Said coldly.

The Blood Wolf Mercenary Group is already a sure-fire ending. The three hundred mercenaries who are surrounded by Manfred’s Rwandan government forces are being slain. All being wiped out is just a matter of time, but at most It will not take two hours!

The white impermanence special team in the blood wolf mercenary group's resident has infiltrated, and it is only time for it to fall apart.

"Okay! I'll take someone to kill Beveridge first." The dancer said.

"Well, it's better to stay alive if possible." Zhang Feng said. Beveridge has been operating the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group in Africa for several years. He must have a much better understanding of the African mercenary world than himself, and he will surely get a lot of useful news from him.

And there is another point, that is, Beveridge has an underground gold mine, and I don't know how much money is in the account. If Beveridge died, this wealth would be cheaper in the bank, wouldn't it be a violent thing?

In short, the living Beveridge is more valuable than the dead.

In the resident of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps, the dancer and the hound separated quickly after a brief meeting.

The hunting dog led people straight to the heavy machine gun position in the center of the station, and a large number of mercenaries lurked behind the bunkers.

Everyone's body is shrunk behind the bunker. They are the defensive side. As long as they receive the dawn, they can get 200,000 US dollars. From now on, the attacking intensity of the outside enemy is not strong. The mercenaries were secretly happy, it was too easy to get the two hundred thousand dollars.

The choreographer was carrying Johnson and the tooth skull, and the three of them had touched the office of Beveridge, the head of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.

There were still a large number of mercenaries garrisoned at the door of the office, and the choreographer took a peeping look and immediately retracted his head. There were about twenty people on the other side. They couldn't attack rashly and had to wait for an opportunity.

The opportunity is coming soon!

Touching the hound behind the **** of the blood wolf mercenary regiment's heavy machine gun in the square, the corner of his mouth showed a sneer of killing.

Ordered:

"Prepare all the single-soldier rocket launchers for me. I gave an order to launch ten rocket launchers at the same time as the first echelon’s fire coverage suppression. The rest of the people as the second echelon. After the rocket launchers exploded, they immediately carried out strafing. I want to let the other party have no chance to fight back!"

The warriors of the special team of White Impermanence seemed to actually appear in the night. The white Impermanence came out of **** without any movement.

The individual bazooka was silently resisting on the shoulder, waiting for the hound's order!

"Kill!" followed the hound's order.

Ten rockets shot out in the dark, all dragging a long tail flame!

The mercenary who was shrinking behind the bunker, leaning on the sandbag and holding a burning cigarette in his mouth, suddenly stared at the boss, as if he had seen something terrible.

The cigarette **** fell on his body and burned a hole in the combat camouflage uniform. I didn’t know it, and he suddenly roared, "R-P-G!"

After all, what he found was too late!

Ten rockets exploded at the heavy machine gun positions almost simultaneously.

The violent explosion suddenly completely covered up the screams. The heavy sandbags were directly blown up and the sand was flying.

The blood was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and the broken arm and stump fell everywhere.

The heavy machine gun was directly blown into distorted scrap iron.

The killing has not stopped. As the second-tier fighters, they squeezed the trigger frantically, and bursts of flames shot out, reaping the mercenaries who luckily survived the rocket explosion.

Beveridge stood up suddenly.

"It's over! It's over!" Hearing the explosions and violent gunfire from the heavy machine gun position, he knew that his blood wolf mercenary group was completely finished!

The man standing next to him is Duo Ye.

"Head, we should retreat."

Beveridge nodded gloomily, it was time to retreat.

Although the gold mine is sudden, but it takes life to own it.