Super Special Forces King

Chapter 605

605、

There is a rapid-fire artillery near the head, and heavy machine gun positions are blocking on both sides. Where is the way out?

The Death Scythe Mercenary Corps originally had 1,700 mercenaries. After two days and two nights of pursuit, a total of 200 mercenaries died in gunpoints and explosions. The remaining 1,500 or so mercenaries are completely panicked at this moment!

"Retreat! Retreat the same way!"

"Fight with the chasing soldiers of the Huangquan Mercenary Group! They won't let us live, and we won't make him feel good!" Someone roared ferociously.

Needless to say, all mercenaries understand that only retreat is the only way to survive!

The mercenaries who originally wanted to climb the high ground began to retreat quickly.

It's just that their current retreat is out of order and huddled in a mess. It's not like a well-trained mercenary, it's like a lady rushing to buy a discount at a supermarket!

Every mercenary is as clear as a mirror in his heart. As long as the opponent fires, I don't know how many companions there are around him, and they will die under the firepower net of shells and bullets!

The dead fellow Daoist is not dead!

Now we must grab, rush to withdraw and withdraw quickly, only in this way can we have more vitality!

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The faces of the dancers and others were also shocked. They knew that Zhang Feng had ordered Johnson to make an ambush arrangement, but they didn't expect it to be so cruel!

Although the artillery can increase the damage to the enemy, because there is no ground to buffer the recoil, even one round of launch will be completely scrapped! This is the rapid-fire artillery used as a more powerful single-soldier rocket launcher!

There is also the heavy machine gun positions ambushing on both sides, the middle is an open area, but the distance is only 300 meters, which is still within the effective range of the heavy machine gun!

In other words, once the heavy machine gun began to roar unscrupulously, the bullets fired by the howling might accidentally injure the opposing comrades!

This is completely a move that kills a thousand enemies and hurts 800, and it can be said that it is a game of death!

They didn't even dare to think, even if they did, it was impossible to order such an arrangement!

Because it was so crazy, it was beyond their imagination.

Seeing the mercenaries of the Reaper's Scythe Mercenary Group began to retreat in a mess, the dancer said, "Mad, now our troops are on top? The mercenaries of the Reaper's Scythe Mercenary Group must be desperate!"

"Desperately? I won't give them a chance to desperately!" Zhang Feng said coldly.

Will the soldiers win? There must be a chance! If the mourning soldiers can't see any vitality, they will not have the courage to desperately, and will only become more ‘sorrowful’!

As if to prove Zhang Feng's words, the sound of the crawler gears snapping together suddenly sounded, and there was a ‘crack' sound that crushed broken branches!

The tank that had always been hidden in the position of the Huangquan Mercenary Group finally revealed his hideousness!

Zhang Feng said that such a big guy is naturally handy!

In the complex environment of the primitive jungle, it is not conducive to the battle of tanks?

Zhang Feng never intended to use its mobility, but to use it as a fortress to block the retreat of the Death Scythe mercenary group!

Want to retreat? It also depends on my answer or not!

With a sneer on the corners of his mouth, he said to Johnson, who was always in touch, "fire!"

'boom'!

A loud noise suddenly sounded, and the gun muzzle of the tank car burst into flames, and the powerful recoil made the 30-odd-ton tank sway for a while!

The shells smashed in front of the large unit of the Death Scythe mercenary group, and the soil and turf splashed around. When the dust and smoke dissipated, a deep crater was left on the ground.

The tank also drove past at this time, and ran across the crater.

With the sound of gears biting, the barrel of the gun turned and aimed at the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group!

Zhang Feng commanded through the wireless microphone: "Goshawk, hunting dog, and dancer lead your people to help Johnson and completely seal the target's retreat!

The mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group trapped in the middle are like lost lambs in a quagmire!

They looked around in horror, trying to find a way to escape.

But what?

The left and right were blocked by heavy machine gun positions, with artillery in front and tanks blocking the road behind, there was no way to escape!

All mercenaries are extremely nervous carrying automatic rifles, and even some mercenaries have already carried individual rocket launchers!

But no one dared to shoot the first shot!

Because they all understand that as long as the gunshot rang, the opponent will not still hold the weapon tightly, but will launch an attack. How many death's sickle mercenaries will survive by that time?

Zhang Feng did not give an order to attack. The choreographer could think that such an attack method would kill the enemy by one thousand and hurt himself by 800, so he didn't know it!

Moreover, his purpose was not to send all these mercenaries to hell, and the **** killing would not strengthen the overall strength of the Huangquan Mercenary Group.

What he wants is to take in these mercenaries from the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps and become soldiers in the reserve of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps!

As long as it can be implemented smoothly, the number of combatants in the Huangquan Mercenary Corps will increase from more than 300 to nearly 2,000. This is not a concept at all!

The mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group are still waiting with tense nerves, waiting for their fate, are they being slaughtered or something else?

At this moment, Zhang Feng climbed into the tank from behind, and sneered before he showed his head. "I advise you to take care of your fingers and don't pull the trigger easily, otherwise the result may not be what I want. ! And if you don’t want to die, supervise the people around you. If they shoot, it will hurt you to death!"

His words are like an awl stuck in the heart of the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group!

No one wants to die, no one wants to be killed by others! All of them looked around, for fear that someone around him would shoot at him!

Zhang Feng slowly climbed to the top of the tank, looking around at the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group who were nervous in front of them!

When the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group saw Zhang Feng, they all turned their guns and aimed at Zhang Feng.

The hearts of the dancers and others have already mentioned their throats. Who can guarantee that there is really no neurosis in the target, and they don't want to live, and mixed in the crowd to pull the trigger on Zhang Feng?

"It gives me 12 points of spirit. If you find someone daring to move abnormally, you can shoot me directly. In any case, you can't let the group leader get hurt!"

Zhang Feng faced the dense muzzle with a scornful smile on his face. If the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group shoot at the same time, I'm afraid he will be hit by bullets and there will be no scum left!

"Cough cough" Zhang Feng coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said loudly.