Super Special Forces King

Chapter 604

604、

"Is the big guy ready?" Zhang Feng confirmed to Johnson for the last time.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng, I'm already ready, just waiting for the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group to come over." Johnson said.

Getting the affirmative answer from Johnson's mouth, Zhang Feng was also relieved, and took a long breath. The battle against the Death Scythe mercenary group finally came to an end!

Through the wireless microphone, he issued an order: "Huangquan Special Operations Squad retreat from the battle! Students, now no longer need to continue to monitor, retreat with the king!"

"Yes!" Hell replied in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Student Wen Kaiqi said, he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. He was awake for two days and two nights, his eyes staring at the monitor all the time, his physical energy was exhausted, and he was completely dependent on his spirit. Hold on, and finally be able to rest!

He began to remotely control the drone to fly back quickly, leaving the head of the Death Scythe mercenary group.

Fifteen minutes passed, Zhang Feng felt that the heat was in place, so he gave the order again.

"Goshawks, hunting dogs, dancers, your black impermanence special forces, white impermanence special forces, and blood slaughter squad, began to gradually weaken the offensive intensity, the speed is slightly slower, do not let the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group the first time Be aware that all of you will retreat and fight in half an hour!"

"Yes!" Goshawk, hunting dog, and dancer replied in a deep voice at the same time.

The trio quickly transmitted the order to the ears of each soldier, and began to weaken the attack intensity of the Death Scythe mercenary group a little bit!

Because the Death Scythe Mercenary Group discovered the existence of the high ground, their minds were no longer on the pursuers of the Huangquan Mercenary Group behind.

In their opinion, as long as they can climb to high ground, they can use the terrain to defend. When the time comes, the chasers of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps will have nothing to do with them. If they continue to chase without knowing the current affairs, then there will be enough for them to drink a pot!

All the members of the Huangquan Special Operations Squad had completely retreated from the battle and returned to Zhang Feng's side.

Zhang Feng, who usually has a smile on his face, also has a solemn expression on his face. How effective the plan can be depends on the final kick, he can't be nervous!

The two special teams of black and white impermanence plus the blood massacre team have already begun to retreat.

The mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group found this situation, not only did not have any doubts, because in their opinion, the mercenaries of the Huangquan Mercenary Group can only retreat, otherwise they will continue to chase them until they rush to the heights and counterattack. The mercenaries of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps didn't know how they died!

"Brothers, our hard days are finally over!"

"Hurry up, as long as you rush up, there is nothing we can do about the **** behind!"

"Aw." The mercenary of the Death Scythe mercenary group already screamed excitedly.

After being chased by people for two days and nights, their always tight nerves were finally able to relax a little.

...

The goshawk, the hunting dog, and the dancer all retreated to Zhang Feng's side. Through the binoculars, they could see that the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group were climbing hard to the height.

The three of them only knew that Zhang Feng ordered Johnson to make arrangements here, but they didn't know what it was.

Goshawk leaned to Zhang Feng's side in surprise, and said, "Head, what shall we do next?"

"Don't worry! Next is Johnson's performance time, we just wait a while to help him out!" Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, Zhang Feng looked at the distant surroundings through the binoculars, and nodded secretly in his heart.

The men who came out of the primitive tribes like Ngau Tau Ma Mian, really know the primitive jungle best. They are able to achieve the best concealment effect with every plant in the primitive jungle.

If you don't pay attention and observe carefully, you won't be able to discover where they are hidden.

Not to mention the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group. At this moment, their minds are all excited about escaping from the dead. Where can they settle down to observe the surrounding situation, I am afraid that even if they observe carefully, they don’t know in advance. When there is an ambush, it is difficult to find clues!

Seeing the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group, the large group had already climbed to the middle of the high ground, and took out a flare gun from the backpack!

The muzzle was facing the sky, and the trigger was pulled decisively!

clatter!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of gunfire, a signal bomb rushed into the sky and exploded with a ‘pop’.

A dim skull completely emerged, which could be clearly seen from far away.

Many mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group heard gunshots and saw the skulls emerging from the high school.

Before they could realize what was going on, there was a burst of floating soil and broken branches scattered over their heads!

The jungle a hundred meters away on both sides was also shaking!

"what happened?"

Someone looked up in surprise, their eyes suddenly widened, their expressions completely frozen on their faces, and their hands and feet forgot to continue climbing.

More and more mercenaries stalemate on the hillside of the high ground, their expressions are extremely shocked!

"Retreat! Back quickly! Back!"

"Made, don't climb up anymore, go back quickly!"

A mercenary roared heartbreakingly, and the voice became extremely sharp because of the shock.

At a height of 20 meters from their vertical distance, the pitch-black muzzle of the three rapid-fire guns was slanting downwards!

Not at the sky, but at the bottom. If the three rapid-fire cannons fire at this moment, the solution of the Death Scythe mercenary group below it can be imagined!

In the jungle on both sides, the figure clearly emerged!

On each side, there are forty soldiers from the Huangquan Mercenary Corps Bull Head Horse Mian Brigade, two people in groups, with a distance of ten meters between each group!

The total number of them is not as large as that of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, but the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group are shocked to the extent that their faces are so big that they seem to be able to swallow eggs raw.

Because the soldiers in each group are armed with a black heavy machine gun, and the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group are surrounded by two iron gates on both sides.

If they pull the trigger at the same time, the heavy machine gun roars, the bullets that roar out can instantly interweave into a dense firepower net, then the mercenary of the Death Scythe mercenary group in the middle of the firepower coverage will be completely sieved!

"How to do how to do?"

"Retreat! Return to the same way! Only in this way can we have a chance!"

"Yes! The rear team changed to the former team and began to retreat!"

The mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group panicked completely, and the messy sounds sounded one after another, like the chaos of the vegetable market!