Super Special Forces King

Chapter 672

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Time passed, and when there were thirty seconds left, Zhang Feng suddenly stood up from the corner.

Walked quickly to the entrance of the stairs blocked by cement, waiting quietly!

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Not only Zhang Feng, but everyone else is waiting.

Time is still moving forward one by one.

The front-line commander of the Rwandan army, Chelfang, has walked out of the marching tent, his face is completely rigid, with the solemnity before the war.

Ding! time up!

Cheer Fang ordered: "Attacking the reactionaries across the board!"

The artillery set up in the military control zone of the Rwandan Army began to roar and roar crazily.

Accompanied by the earth-shattering explosion, huge fires suddenly startled.

The reactionary army seemed to pour cold water into a hot oil pan, and then it exploded. The screams of screaming from the sky were mixed with the sound of explosions.

Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he was still waiting, waiting for the reactionary army to take action.

Only when the reactionary army moves, can he have the opportunity to fish in the water.

The advance team of the Rwandan Army took advantage of the suppression of the firepower brought by the artillery and began to rush towards the territory of the reactionary army frantically.

There is no shadow of modern warfare here, but it is like the battlefield of World War II.

There are no high-tech, sophisticated weapons, and only human-based battles. Such a war is a huge meat grinder. Once the two sides collide together, they will crush each other's lives.

The dancer's face was also gloomy, and he did not immediately dispatch the blood massacre team.

The main body of this battle, or the main force, is the Rwandan army. Only when the Rwandan army and the reactionary army are entangled and the blood massacre squad suddenly appear can they have the effect of surprise attack.

The reaction of the reactionary forces was not slow, but they did not rush out. After a short period of panic, the first line of defense was constructed.

The first line of defense is a trench full of half a meter deep and an area equipped with heavy machine guns.

When the Rwandan army rushed to a distance of seven or eight hundred meters from the position, the roar of the heavy machine gun suddenly sounded.

The violent sound of shooting suddenly tore open the night, and the tongues of fire were intertwined to form a dense firepower net.

If you are a veteran, you will inevitably hunch your waist at this time, and even crawl forward on the ground.

However, the advance team of the Rwandan army is completely refugees who have just recruited in, that is, pure raw melon eggs, without any experience at all.

Even at the moment when the violent gunfire sounded, half of the people were directly dumbfounded, standing stupidly on the spot, at a loss.

Although Rwanda continues to be in war, and they are no stranger to war, this is completely different from the rain of bullets intertwined with bullets.

"Da da da da da..."

The big bullets of the heavy machine gun exploded blood on the bodies of these recruits, and the powerful force tore off pieces of skin and flesh on their bodies.

The screams were like Shura Field. The blood rushed away, staining the ground where they were lying on their corpses bright red.

The soldiers of the Rwandan advance team fell in rows like wheat, and the tragedy was shocking.

Rows of bullets interrupted some soldiers at the waist. The waist was bloody, but he did not die immediately.

The blood-stained red palms crawled forward on the ground, with a frightened expression. He didn't know what was screaming in his mouth. Maybe he was begging the gods to save him, but his current injury made him helpless even the gods.

As he crawled forward, the intestines flowed out along the broken waist wound, pulling the old man like a newborn's umbilical cord that had not been cut short.

The lucky guy who was curled up in the bullet crater not far away, looked at this scene in horror. His cheeks looked childish, maybe he was fifteen or sixteen years old, with tears on his face, and his body holding an automatic rifle trembling. trembling.

He never thought that the war would be so cruel. He joined the Rwandan army in order to manage one meal a day so that he would not starve to death.

I want to get rid of the gun in my arms, because it is so terrible. Human life is under his muzzle, fragile like an ant.

But no, because such dangerous firearms can bring him the last faint sense of security.

There is no mercy or sympathy in war. As long as you walk into the battlefield, there are two results.

The first is to die on the battlefield. The corpse may be eaten by hyena vultures, or burned to ashes by a fire.

The second result is to walk out of the battlefield alive as a victor, which may bring about a series of problems such as war syndrome in the future.

In short, war is far more terrifying than those who have not experienced war imagined.

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As soon as the advance team of the Rwandan army came into contact with the reactionary army, they issued an order: "Blood Massacre, everyone obeys, attack! Remember my words, ammunition is worthless compared to your lives. Greet the enemy heartily."

The Blood Slaughter Brigade attacked and moved quickly from the flanks to the first line of defense of the reactionary army.

Compared with the advance team of the Rwandan army, which rushed towards the position of the reactionary army in a dazed manner, the mercenaries of the blood massacre brigade are like African lions searching for food in the African wilderness, swift, but silent.

The dancer who rushed to the front suddenly stopped 500 meters away from the heavy machine gun position, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Through the binoculars, he clearly saw the tragic situation of the Rwandan soldiers being shot.

Where can I not understand what is going on!

It is clear that the commander of the Rwandan army used recruits as cannon fodder!

When it is changed to other times, the dancer doesn't care whether you need to be a new recruit or not. After all, veterans who have experienced war are the basic combat effectiveness of a unit, and no one wants to lose.

But now, when the person named Cheer Fang was actually cooperating with him, didn't he use this method to sell himself, especially since Zhang Feng is still in the core position of the enemy-occupied area, and he is discovered at any time.

Looking down at his watch, the battle has already started for four minutes, and the scheduled time for a feint attack is five minutes, when Zhang Feng will start to act. If you want to change your plan temporarily, it must be too late.

The only thing we can do is to bite the bullet and do it, otherwise Zhang Feng will be in danger!

"Cheer Fang, right? Waiting for these battles, if I don't pull your head off and kick the ball, I will not be a dancer.

After the bitter curse in my heart, he decisively issued an order: "Blood Slaughter Brigade, everyone listens to orders, one minute, all firepower attack! Give me the fastest speed to destroy the enemy's first position!"