Super Special Forces King

Chapter 598: Killing Boris with One Shot

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Tyrannosaurus Li Jian could clearly see through the scope that half of the target's head was hit by bullets, and he could not die again!

The dead man was Boris, the commander appointed temporarily by Joseph!

Boris never thought that he would get a headshot if he had not had enough of his good days in power!

With his death, the mercenaries guarding his surroundings suddenly became chaotic...

Tyrannosaurus Li Jian put away his sniper rifle contentedly, and quickly retreated, because the dull sound of sniper guns had exposed his position!

He had already heard Zhang Feng's order in his ears, and a satisfied smile was on the corner of his mouth.

This is trust! There is no need to report by himself, Zhang Feng also knows he succeeded!

The Black and Unchanging Special Operations Group, the White Unchanging Special Operations Group, and the Blood Slaughter Group have long been eager!

That is because the Huangquan Special Operations Squad ate meat unscrupulously in front, and they couldn't even drink the soup in the back.

After hearing Zhang Feng's order, Goshawk and Hound were already dancers, and they did not hesitate to issue an attack order!

The chaotic Reaper's sickle mercenary group, without a commander, seemed like a headless fly for a while, wondering what to do?

At this moment, the more restless gunfire will completely tear the silence that has been broken!

The Huangquan Special Forces team retreated quickly. After getting rid of the enemies behind, Zhang Feng quickly said through the wireless microphone: "Students, monitor the movement of the Death Scythe mercenary group. Once it deviates from the 12 o'clock direction, immediately report like me! "

The 12 o'clock direction has dug the quagmire for the Death God's sickle mercenary group, if they deviate from the direction and don't sink, wouldn't they be in vain!

"Yes! Crazy!" student Wen Kaiqi replied.

After Tyrannosaurus Li Jian joined Zhang Feng and others, the latter laughed and said, "The Tyrannosaurus did a beautiful job!"

"That's not the opportunity you gave me." Tyrannosaurus Li Jian didn't take credit.

At this moment, the monkey noticed some blood on Yama's arm with the sharp eyes of his eyes, and said in surprise: "Hell, are you injured?"

"It's okay, but the skin was scratched by a bullet." Yan Wang murmured and cursed: "It's just that I haven't been trained for too long and my skills are rusty."

Zhang Feng didn't care, walked to his side and tore open the sleeves of the camouflage uniform.

I was slightly relieved when I saw the exposed wound. Although the wound on Hell's arm was **** and bloody, it was just as he said it was just a stray bullet!

But even such a small injury can't be sloppy, after all, the temperature in Africa is very hot, and the jungle is humid, and the wound is easy to inflame!

Take out the medical alcohol from the backpack, disinfect the wound, and wrap it with white gauze!

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Because Boris, the temporary commander of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, was beheaded by the Huangquan Special Operations Squad in the chaos, for a time the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group could not organize an effective defense against the attack of the Huangquan Mercenary Group!

Although there were 1,700 people, they were beaten in a mess!

The black and white impermanence special forces and the blood slaughter squad launched the offense from three reverses, which perfectly connected with the offense of the Huangquan special forces team, without giving the opponent any chance to breathe!

Gunshots have become the only main theme in the night, and killing and death has become a staged drama, which is constantly going on!

The Death Scythe mercenary group did not have effective command and could not organize effective defense, and finally began to slowly retreat!

The student Wen Kaiqi, who recorded all of this through the drone’s high-altitude vision, discovered the situation for the first time, and immediately said to Zhang Feng: “Madman, the Death Scythe mercenary group has begun to retreat, it is towards 12. The direction of o'clock."

Zhang Feng nodded, the first step of the plan is considered a success!

As long as the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Group moves, it is easy to handle, otherwise it is like a pharaoh lying motionless on the ground, there is really no good way.

He opened his mouth and ordered: "Goshawk, hunting dog, and dancer order your troops to slow down the attack, but make sure that the opponent maintains continuous movement!"

The reason why the Goshawk and others are not allowed to continue their fierce offensive is to prevent the Death Scythe mercenary group from jumping the wall and fighting back!

The rabbit bites in a hurry, not to mention the Death Scythe mercenary group. What's more, even though the opponent has some casualties, he is now retreating, but he hasn't hurt his muscles and bones. In terms of numbers, it is still a huge monster compared to the Huangquan mercenary group!

Once anxious, I am afraid it is not as simple as biting! At that time, the casualties of his Huangquan mercenary group will increase exponentially!

Acting on the Death Scythe mercenary group is to seek profit. If your own Huangquan mercenary group suffered too many casualties, it would go against the original intention!

The trio of goshawk, hunting dog, and dancer some understand Zhang Feng's thoughts, and some cannot.

But this is not important, what is important is that they all execute Zhang Feng's orders without reservation!

All three teams reduced the intensity of their attacks, but they continued to attack the Death Scythe mercenaries!

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The sky was bright, and the Death Scythe mercenary group left at least two hundred corpses in one night. This is still a conservative estimate.

The number of deaths in the Huangquan Mercenary Corps was very small, with only seven people, but three of them were seriously injured. They all temporarily lost their fighting ability and had retreated. In addition, there are more than 20 people slightly injured. After simply treating the wounds, continue to fight!

The fighting went on all night, and the physical energy of both parties was extremely exhausted!

In particular, the mercenaries of the Reaper Scythe Mercenary Group are always in a state of being attacked by the opponent, even eating compressed dry food and drinking water while on the move! And the spirit is always in a high degree of tension, fearful!

The members of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps also stayed up all night, but the intensity of the attack is not high, just keep attacking at any time!

The people in the squad work in two shifts. Although they are still moving forward, at least they don't have to keep fighting, at least they can take a break mentally.

Zhang Feng squinted, he was still considering whether to let the Death Scythe mercenary group take a breath.

The mourning soldier will win. This means don't push your opponent to a dead end, otherwise the opponent will fight back frantically, and win!

Although this statement is absolute, it is not unreasonable! What's more, the overall strength of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Group is still stronger than the Huangquan Mercenary Group even after it is weakened!

After a little hesitation, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, and he issued an order: "Goshawk, hunting dog, and dancer order your troops to stop chasing and rest and eat in place!"

Turning his head to look at the student with a joke and smile: "Student, take the aircraft back, I will write a letter to send the aircraft over!"

"Okay! It just so happens that I also replaced the aircraft with a battery block." Student Wen Kaiqi said.

The monkey leaned over and said in surprise: "Write a letter? Madman, don't you want to persuade the target to be brought down?"