Super Special Forces King

Chapter 547

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Zhang Feng's words have already made it very clear that Manfred's death accidentally came from the Huangquan Mercenary Corps, and this matter must be a secret that will never be revealed.

What kind of person can keep secret forever-dead!

Therefore, some of the people who know this must die, and some must always guarantee that they will not leak it.

Don’t worry about Alfonso’s side, because only Alfonso himself knows about this. The so-called biggest beneficiary of Manfred’s death will never reveal the secret unless he doesn’t want to stay in the position of mayor of Rwanda. Going down, this is obviously impossible.

Wanting to give up the right to get hands is not an easy task. What you want to do requires great courage, which Alfonso does not possess.

As for Alfonso's men, they don't understand the inside story at all. In their opinion, this incident is just a coincidence.

As for Zhai Qiang, there are many people involved. After all, it is not easy to send a woman to Manfred.

The one who knew the most was Manfred's secretary, but Zhai Qiang didn't want to kill the secretary. After all, in Zhang Feng's words, she had no way to die.

Moreover, as long as the secretary is sent to China, there is no need to worry about her leaking secrets afterwards.

The woman who did it on Manfred was called a scorpion. It was Zhao Qiang's confidant. As for what to do, Zhai Qiang had no way to decide.

He would pass Zhang Feng's words to Zhao Qiang and let him choose.

The person Zhai Qiang wanted to kill was the original Manfred guard, who was responsible for the arson.

These people have the way to die, but they must die!

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Zhang Feng had just returned to the resident of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps and saw Yun Qian, but he didn't have time for Yun Qian now.

Nodded to her, and said simply: "Yun Qian, I have something else, I'll talk to you later."

When Yun Qian reached his lips, he swallowed abruptly, his little angry mouth bulging.

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Johnson standing beside Yun Qian and asked, "Johnson, how are the manpower arrangements?"

"Brother Feng, rest assured! After I got here, the manpower was arranged as soon as possible! And the secret sent out, I asked them to change their military uniforms, disguised as natives in the primitive jungle, once there is any If something happens, it will be reported as soon as possible!" Johnson said.

Zhang Feng nodded, and Johnson did not have any problems with what he did, saying that he was relieved!

Turning his head to look at the goshawk and the others, and said: "The dancer, the goshawk, the hunting dog, you take your own people to rest. The two days are also tired, eat something and rest as soon as possible, The gods have recovered. I guess the mercenaries of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Group will definitely come back soon, and we have to make early preparations."

The choreographer said: "Okay, lunatic, you also go to rest. Even if the Death Scythe mercenary group comes, it will take a while, and it will be too late.

"I know, I still have something to explain to Johnson, and I'll go to rest soon."

Hearing that, the dancers and others nodded, and walked toward the depths of the station with their own people.

Zhang Feng also greeted Johnson and walked into the resident, while Yun Qian followed behind them two in anger.

As he walked, Zhang Feng asked in a low voice, "How's the handling of the mercenary regiment's station?"

The resident of the mercenary group he spoke of was naturally the resident of the Huangquan mercenary group.

"According to the orders you gave me, Brother Feng, the entrance to the underground palace of our mercenary group was destroyed by my own hands! The munitions and jewelry in the underground palace were sealed inside! After the cave was blown up, it was also disguised. It's hard to be found." Johnson replied.

Zhang Feng nodded, then he was completely relieved.

The munitions in the underground palace are the munitions lost by Manfred’s Rwandan government forces. There is also a large amount of gold and jewelry, all of which have not had time to transfer to Paris, France through Zhai Qiang’s trading company. the company.

All the troops of the Huangquan Mercenary Group are now transferred to the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. The old station is completely empty. It takes a lot of manpower and material resources to transfer all the arms and jewelry. Now the Death Scythe Mercenary The regiment is about to come home, which is obviously impractical.

Therefore, when Zhang Feng sent Johnson back, he gave him an order.

"I have one last thing here." Zhang Feng whispered a few words in Johnson's ear, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, Brother Feng, I will do it now. You should rest as soon as possible." Johnson rubbed his head and smiled.

He stretched out his hand and patted Johnson on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Go, I'll go to rest, this matter is up to you!"

Johnson left, and Zhang Feng turned to look at Yun Qian, who was always following behind him.

Yun Qian gave a sweet snort, raised his chin, and walked straight into the resident without looking at Zhang Feng, obviously still angry.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile. Just now he clearly saw that he had something to say, and now he is still picking up the shelf.

Deliberately wanting to tease Yun Qian, Zhang Feng also put away what he wanted to say, hurried past Yun Qian and walked towards the resident.

Yun Qian stared at the back passing by, stunned.

"You don't even talk to me, hum, then I won't talk to you either, see who speaks first."

The resident of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps was desolate. Almost all the original barracks and rooms were destroyed by bombing, and the surviving rooms were extremely messy and could not be occupied at all.

The goshawk, the dancer, and others also took their own people, and they randomly found a quieter place, put a wooden board under them as a bed, and started to fall asleep.

Zhang Feng also found a military lunch box from the ruins of the barracks and washed away the dust with clean water.

After setting up the fire, the general lunch box was placed on it and half of the water was filled. After the water boiled, he took out the dry compressed biscuits from the backpack and threw them in.

There are also dried vegetable packs, and dark thick chocolate crushed and thrown in.

He drew a short knife and wiped it on his body, stirring constantly.

Yun Qian in the distance, watching Zhang Feng being busy alone, with puffed cheeks, finally couldn't help walking over and standing in front of Zhang Feng.

Arms around his chest, with a frosty face, he just didn't speak, but looked at Zhang Feng with straight eyes.

Zhang Feng raised his head and grinned suddenly, "Are you hungry? Would you like to eat?"

"Huh! You didn't speak to me first!" Yun Qian suddenly smiled brightly, like a winner.

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, how he looked like a child.

He took off his camouflage jacket, spread it beside him, and said, "Sit down and take a break and eat something! This is no better than our own site, and no better than a house in the city. Just eat. "