Super Special Forces King

722 The Waltz was rescued

722、

Mike used the hidden surveillance camera to discover the traces of the Mi Army special forces who came to rescue the waltz in advance, and gave Zhang Feng and the dancer a time to prepare in advance.

Zhang Feng held a pistol in his hand, glanced at the dancer, and nodded slightly.

The latter immediately understood Zhang Feng's meaning, and the rounded whip in his hand slammed on Waltz's body more fiercely.

Zhang Feng turned his gaze to Waltz again, lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "A gun, you must be fixed."

Hearing this, Waltz's eyelids couldn't help twitching twice.

After such a meal, it doesn't count, but he has to be shot, but he has no other choice. If he doesn't get the truth, he can't hide the person who came to rescue.

At that time, even if he was rescued back and suspected by others, he would have to bear all these sufferings in vain. In that case, my family cannot avoid being persecuted.

Therefore, when he heard Zhang Feng's words, he had no chance to refuse, so he nodded solemnly.

After obtaining Waltz's confirmation, Zhang Feng walked to the door of the basement with his back against the wall.

The choreographer also roared at this time: "Say, tell me everything you know! Hmph, if I am happy, I can make you die happily, don't find yourself uncomfortable."

"I don't know anything, and I don't know anything." Waltz said. At this time, he looked like a loyal fighter, but only the three people present knew that this dialogue had a script.

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!" the dancer said.

"If you can, kill me, someone will avenge me at that time!" Waltz said.

When Waltz had a conversation with the dancer, Zhang Feng slightly squinted his eyes and listened.

There was a slight noise in the yard, caused by the soles of the shoes rubbing the ground.

Zhang Feng had arrived until the Mi Army special forces who rescued the Waltz. The opponent was very cautious, and the movement was very low, but he could not escape Zhang Feng's sharp and abnormal ears.

After putting the sound into his ears, Zhang Feng opened the pistol insurance.

When the opponent gets closer again, he knows that time is almost up.

The body suddenly protruded from the door, and he shouted, "Who?"

At the same time, the finger has pulled the trigger.

"boom."

Along with the movement of the pistol shooting, there was a muffled sound of the corpse falling to the ground, and then the burst of gunfire suddenly sounded in the night sky, and the bullets roared towards Zhang Feng.

The messy and noisy sound completely broke the tranquility of the night, and the stomatitis from the muzzle sparkled in the night.

Zhang Feng shot and hit the target. The Mi Army special forces naturally understood that their actions were exposed, and naturally they wanted to fight back.

The rescue operation turned into a storm!

Zhang Feng had expected such a situation a long time ago, and everything that happened now was in accordance with his predetermined script, so he did not panic.

As soon as the shot was fired, the body went back into the basement again.

So the bullets that were shot at him were all crackling on the wall, and the cement **** splashed around, leaving finger-belly-sized craters on the wall.

"rush out!"

Zhang Feng shouted in a deep voice.

The dancer nodded, took out a remote control much smaller than a slap from his pocket, and suddenly pressed his finger on the remote control.

"Boom!"

The bomb buried in the courtyard of the house suddenly exploded, and the huge fireball was startled. The Mi Army special forces in the courtyard were too late to react. Suddenly two of them were blown up, but the bodies that flew up were not intact, but with broken arms. The value is average.

Zhang Feng leaned to Waltz's side and said in a low voice, "After I go back, I will do nothing, wait for me to contact you!"

After speaking, the muzzle in his hand was directly against Waltz's belly.

The finger decisively pulled the trigger, and there was a bang. The bullet directly penetrated Waltz's body and shot out from behind, leaving a slap-sized scar on his back!

Waltz's painful facial features are twisted together, and the body is convulsing.

Zhang Feng and the dancer nodded, and the two rushed directly from the door of the basement.

The dancer held an automatic rifle in his hand, squeezed the trigger with his fingers, and pressed the muzzle with his arm strength, bursting gunfire, and bullets shot out.

Not to effectively kill the target, but to suppress shooting.

The special forces of the Mi Army had been blasted by the explosion, coupled with the crazy repressive shooting of the dancers, made them unable to lift their heads for a while.

With this effort, Zhang Feng and the dancer follow the already set route, climbed out of the wall close to three meters high from the house, and got into the dark alley.

The Mi Army special forces also got up from the ground at this time, but they did not chase Zhang Feng and the dancing boy. For them, their first task was rescue, which was to rescue the waltz.

Three special forces stormed into the basement, while others were on guard at the door.

Waltz was hung in the air, his whole body was stained red with blood, his head was drooping, and he was unconscious.

The special soldiers of the Mi Army determined that this was the person they were about to rescue, and immediately cut the rope that was hanging the waltz arm and sniffed him, intermittently.

Immediately find the adrenaline from the backpack and inject it into Waltz's vein.

Both Zhang Feng and the choreographer are very good at starting, and the waltz looks horrible, but in fact the wounds on their bodies are all skin injuries, and there is no major incident.

The only serious injury was the last shot Zhang Feng shot that hit his lower abdomen.

However, Zhang Feng had consciously avoided his deadly position, so the Waltz was not life-threatening overall.

Three minutes after the adrenaline injection, Waltz Yoyo woke up from a coma.

"Waltz?" the Mi Army special soldier asked.

"Are you...?" Waltz asked incomparably.

The Mi Army special forces did not continue to speak, their purpose of action was to rescue the Waltz, as long as he was confirmed to be the one, they did not care about the others.

Under the protection of the Mi Army special forces, Waltz quickly left the old mansion, got into the jeep parked by the Mi Army special forces in the alley, and swiftly moved towards their temporary station outside Rwanda.

Lying in the back seat of the car, Waltz closed his eyes, his body was in terrible pain, but his mood was relatively relaxed.

For him, the injuries on his body are all too worthwhile. My family members will not be punished by the organization, and it is even more possible for me to completely take them out of the organization, without having to live without freedom and dignity for a lifetime!

But Zhang Feng and the dancer rushed to their new house.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Mike walking towards him and said: "Brother Feng, Zhai Qiang called just now, and their auction will begin soon."