Super Special Forces King

Chapter 537

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"It's quite calm, then I'll accompany you to have fun." A cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth.

Said through the wireless microphone: "Goshawk, take your impermanence special team, detour from the side at 12 o'clock, and detour behind the **** of the Death Scythe mercenary group, fast!"

"Yes!" Although Goshawk doesn't know what Zhang Feng's plan is, the soldier takes obedience to orders as his bounden duty. Without any hesitation, he directly took his Heiwu Special Team into action!

"Hound dog, dancing boy! Your white impermanence special team and blood slaughter brigade, still keep in place, don't act rashly, waiting for my order!" Zhang Feng again commanded through the wireless microphone.

"Yes, I understand!" The voices of the dancer and the hunting dog sounded in the wireless microphone at the same time.

Zhang Feng estimated the time slightly. It would take at least 20 minutes for Goshawk's Heiwu Special Team to go around 12 o'clock.

In 20 minutes, the vanguard of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group has been able to make complete preparations, and they cannot be prepared so easily!

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, holding the automatic rifle, and did not continue to retreat, but turned his body down and moved forward quickly.

The cluttered grass and trees became the best hiding spot. Zhang Feng crawled on the ground, raised his automatic rifle, and looked forward through the scope.

A mercenary was locked at the muzzle, and the mercenary was also crawling on the grass, hidden very concealed. If it weren't for the reflection of his sight, Zhang Feng might not have been able to spot him.

But now it is discovered that his death date is also here!

He steadily pulled the trigger with his finger, and the bullet was ejected from the muzzle. There was a clatter of the gun. After the shot was fired, there was no hesitation. The body was quickly lowered and rolled to the side.

The bullet shot out of the muzzle went into the scope accurately, the lens was shattered and went directly into the mercenary's eye socket, his head suddenly leaned back, blood sprayed wildly from the blood hole the size of an egg. After coming out, the body collapsed, and those who were already dead couldn't die again!

The burst of gunfire also exposed Zhang Feng's position. The mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group responded extremely quickly and fired quickly.

Fortunately, Zhang Feng changed his hiding position as soon as he shot, and the bullets poured in his position just now.

Bullets banged on the trunk and sawdust flew around, leaving craters as thick as fingers.

Zhang Feng lay on his back on the ground, holding an automatic rifle in his hands, with a sneer on his face.

He just wants the other party not to be able to stop, although the killing and injury that only one person can cause is limited, the fear of death is unlimited!

As long as the gunshots keep on and the companions fall under the shooting, the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group will not be able to relax easily. This will give the Heiwu Special Team enough time to move to the designated location.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Feng moved out of the hiding place again, leaning against the tree trunk, suddenly turned around, locked the target for the first time, and shot!

In response, a mercenary was shot and fell to the ground and died without even screaming.

After the shot, Zhang Feng did not dare to stop at all, and quickly rushed to the side. There was a mess of gunfire, and the bullets almost grazed his body.

The first time his body fell on the ground, he pushed on the ground with one hand and rolled over and got into the weeds.

The anger that Mayweather had just suppressed came up again.

Upon seeing this, Boris hurriedly said: "Deputy Mayweather, don't be angry. The commander confessed to me that the target of our operation is the station of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. It has not yet been figured out to attack us. Which organization belongs to, so it’s best not to attack rashly. The head of the regiment has already set off from his hometown with a large force and will be there soon!"

"Huh! The other party keeps shooting our soldiers, can this be the case..." Mayweather roared angrily. Just as he was speaking, Zhang Feng's gunshot sounded again. A mercenary from the Death Scythe mercenary group was shot!

"Listen! Let's stay where we are now. That's someone else's live target, and they are called one by one!" Mayweather saw Boris still speak, and said directly: "Boris put your mouth in Shut me up! You remember that I am the leader of the vanguard, understand? Now give me orders to the army, ready to go! I want to see who dares to do something to our Death Scythe mercenary group, it's really alive I'm getting impatient!"

"This! Deputy commander, but only one of our vehicles is still usable, and the others are destroyed!" Boris said with a bit of embarrassment.

"Don't tell me this!"

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After Zhang Feng killed the fifth mercenary, the leading troops of the Death Scythe mercenary group could no longer maintain their composure and attacked quickly. Fifty mercenaries assaulted in the direction of Zhang Feng as arrows!

Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng was not angry but rather happy, what he was waiting for is now! Only when the opponent exercises, will they reveal more flaws. Otherwise, the other party is a tortoise with a shrunken head, curled up under the hard shell, there is really no good way for him to do it.

He turned quickly, ran towards the rear, and began to retreat. During the retreat, he kept turning around and shooting.

While running wildly, Zhang Feng quickly said to the wireless microphone: "The dancer, the hunting dog. Now that the enemy has taken the bait, five minutes later, you both gave me a bite from the side! Goshawk, take your black The impermanence special team is advancing at full speed, and must rush to the designated 12 o'clock direction in five minutes, and attack simultaneously with the dancer’s blood squad and the hound’s white impermanence team! Understand?"

"Understand!" Both the goshawk and the hunting dog agreed at the same time.

However, the choreographer frowned. With this method of combat, Zhang Feng completely used himself as bait.

The rear of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Corps was attacked on the left and right sides, and it was bound to rush toward the front more fiercely, and Zhang Feng was the first to bear the brunt.

"Crazy...you be careful!" He knew that the things Zhang Feng decided could not be changed by others, so he could only be told to be careful.

Zhang Feng also understood why the dancer said this. Hearing the words, he laughed and cursed: "What's so special, why are you so naive to the dancer? I don't want to get involved."

"Grass." The dancer murmured.

The Reaper Scythe Mercenary Corps was the first to send a 50-man mercenary team as the first, while Mayweather followed with the rest of the mercenaries!

At this moment, Zhang Feng's speed is giving full play to his huge advantage. Every time he gets away from the chaser behind, he stops, locks the target and shoots quickly. After killing a mercenary, he gets into the jungle again...