Super Special Forces King

Chapter 536

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"Check the watch, it's 4:43 in the morning!" Zhang Feng said.

He already had a battle plan in his mind, although the number of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Group was about three hundred, and he currently had no more than forty people in his hand.

Waiting for the goshawk, the hunting dog, and the dancer to finish the watch, and after reporting to Zhang Feng, the latter commanded: "The dancer, immediately take your blood slaughter brigade toward the target's eight o'clock direction, and then The ground lurks!"

"Okay, lunatic!" The choreographer agreed, calling the twelve warriors behind him to move quickly towards twelve o'clock.

Ten minutes later, the voice of the dancer rang in Zhang Feng's wireless microphone: "Crazy man, I have taken people to the designated place! What else needs to be done?"

"Being not!"

Zhang Feng said through the wireless microphone: "Now everyone listens to my orders! At five o'clock in the morning, the Black Vacancy Special Team I am currently in will attack the Death Scythe Mercenary Group! The dancers, the hounds, you two take care of yourself. Don’t show up to be found! Then wait for my order, any questions?"

"No!" The dancer and the hound said at the same time.

"Good! Goshawk is ready to fight!" Zhang Feng said coldly.

Goshawk crawled beside Zhang Feng and said in a low voice: "Head, there are five minutes left, do you want me to send someone to kill the hidden whistle?"

The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth evoked a meaningful sneer, and he shook his head slightly.

"Head, if you don't pull out the secret whistle in advance, wouldn't it be a horror?" Goshawk still had questions in his heart, and asked.

Snapped! Zhang Feng slapped Goshawk's head with a smile, and said with a smile: "What's so special, don't worry! We are going to stun the snake!"

The reason why he didn't kill the secret whistle of the Death Scythe mercenary group in advance, Zhang Feng naturally had his intentions.

If you kill the secret whistle ahead of time and launch a sudden sneak attack on the target, it can certainly cause effective damage to the opponent. However, when the time comes, the two sides will inevitably fight, and their own people will inevitably suffer casualties.

If there are enough soldiers under his hand, Zhang Feng is naturally willing to choose a more direct and single-handed approach like a sneak attack.

But now there are fewer than forty people under his hand, and there is still a loss of one less than one, unable to be replenished, so Zhang Feng can only give up this method.

Seeing that Zhang Feng did not answer, Goshawk did not continue to ask.

However, Zhang Feng went on to say: "Although we don’t need to pull out the opponent’s secret whistle in advance, we must kill all the opponent’s secret whistle as soon as we act! Also, the Heiwuchang special team listens to orders, anyone Don't keep your hands, and empty the magazine for me immediately!"

"Yes!"

When the time reached five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Feng's eyes burst into cold light, "Go!"

The members of the Heiwu Special Forces hidden in the dark fired quickly, and they had already discovered where the secret post was hiding.

Zhang Feng is also a secret whistle hidden behind a tree trunk with his muzzle locked.

boom! The first shot hit the secret whistle's leg directly, and accompanied by a scream, the sentry fell to the ground.

Without intermittent fingers, he pulled the trigger again, and the second bullet shot directly from the muzzle. The scream of the fallen sentry stopped abruptly, because the bullet had penetrated his cheeks and got into his head.

The chaotic gunfire suddenly broke the tranquility in the jungle! The mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group are all awakened from their sleep, but they are all fairly well-trained.

Although in a state of being attacked, there was no panic. Regardless of what clothes he was wearing, he took up his weapon and quickly got out of the tent.

"First blow up their jeep for me!" Zhang Feng roared.

While speaking, he took out the grenade and steel pin, and threw it at the jeep in the Temporary Residence of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps.

There was a loud bang, the grenade exploded, and the jeep quickly burned and quickly turned into a mass of scrap iron.

You must give priority to getting rid of the opponent's transportation, otherwise, the opponent's marching speed will be faster than your own, then your own plan will be difficult to realize.

The mercenary of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps just got out of the tent and was hit directly in the chest, blooming with blood, and fell to the ground.

Mayweather is the younger brother of Joseph, the leader of the Death Scythe mercenary regiment, and the commander of this vanguard.

With anger on his face at the moment, he croaked on the grass in his pants and shouted: "Fight back! Fight back!"

Seeing that the Death God's sickle mercenary group calmed down and was already preparing to fight back, Zhang Feng quickly issued an order through the wireless microphone: "Heiwuchang special team quickly retreat along the same road!" As he spoke, his fingers steadily pulled the trigger and bullets. After exploding the head of a mercenary, he quickly got up, and the cat moved backwards with his waist.

Hearing the order, the members of the Heiwu Special Forces team quickly began to retreat without any hesitation.

While retreating, they all quickly withdrew from the empty magazine and reinstalled the magazine.

Goshawk led the crowd to retreat at the forefront, while Zhang Feng stayed at the back of the team because he wanted to observe the opponent's movements and make the next move.

The chaotic gunfire stopped suddenly, coming suddenly, and disappearing more suddenly.

Mayweather trembled with anger, and said angrily: "Everyone dresses me quickly, chasing after me! How dare someone act on our Death Scythe mercenary group, I have to grab his head!"

At this time, a middle-aged mercenary walked to Mayweather's side and whispered: "Should we be careful, the other party is likely to deliberately lead us to the bait, and then make an ambush ahead?"

After such a reminder, Mayweather also calmed down from his anger, nodded, and said, "Boris, I think what you said makes sense! What should we do now?"

A trace of contempt flashed in Boris's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart that Mayweather is a slapstick, if you are not Joseph's brother, you are not shit.

There was a smile on his face and said: "Deputy Mayweather head! We should strengthen our guard, then light the casualties, treat minor injuries, and kill those who are seriously injured directly!

"According to what you mean, we won't chase people?" Mayweather asked again.

"Deputy head, since the other party took the initiative to attack us, it means that the other party will definitely not let us go. This time they did not succeed, there will definitely be another time! We will prepare in advance when they come, and we can be eliminated. They." Boris explained.

"Okay, then do what you want!"

...

Zhang Feng saw through the sight that the opponent had not sent troops to pursue him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Can you calm down? Then I'll play with you!"