The gigolo's jungle fighting skills are not inferior to Zhang Feng. When he was galloping on the African savannah, Zhang Feng stayed in the base camp.
But Zhang Feng's comprehensive combat skills are not comparable to that of Gigolo, but now in this forest where enemies are being plundered, the outcome is uncertain.
At this time, Buck Eugene was smoking a cigar on top of the bunker, and there was a person guarding him. He would not go down there to search, he could just sit here.
"Ask them if they have seen any enemies!" said Buck Eugene.
"yes!"
The subordinates said a few words to Mai at the collar, and then said to the boss: "Boss, they haven't found the enemy yet!"
"Keep searching!"
"Boss, will they all be killed?"
"Are you a pig-brained person? Those yellow-skinned people are locked up on the second floor. They were not killed by the bombing. The ones who were killed were Erjie's people!"
"It must be the captain named Paolillo, but boss, who blew them up?"
"Pig brains!" Buck Eugene yelled angrily: "Of course they are yellow-skinned people, they came before us!"
The subordinates were obviously used to being scolded and didn't care. They just said: "Are there many of them?"
"Many, many!" Buck Eugene said angrily.
Although this subordinate has the brains of a pig, Buck Eugene likes him to be by his side because it makes him appear to have a strong sense of presence.
"Boss, why don't we withdraw? These Asians have heavy weapons and we can't get any advantage!" his subordinates said worriedly.
The so-called heavy weapons are explosions in the bunker, which are extremely powerful.
They must have many other heavy weapons.
Buck Eugene and his gang are not here to risk their lives, but to live better.
Buck Eugene turned around and slapped him in the face and said angrily: "Look, look what's on the back?"
The men were in pain, but they still looked back. It was an armed helicopter parked on top of the bunker. It was an excellent parking position. There were rows of missiles like dragonfly eggs hanging under the belly of the helicopter.
He stopped talking.
Buck Eugene said: "Let them find the location of the yellow-faced man, and then we will strike from the air!"
"Yes!" His subordinates responded. He felt that it would be enough if the boss was here.
that is not? If you can get armed helicopters, there’s nothing the boss can’t do!
The area of more than ten kilometers with the bunker as the center became a competition between the two groups.
Under a big tree, Zhang Feng's hands were hanging on the branches. He had been doing this for ten minutes. The ground under the tree was muddy. It was in a low-lying area, the ground was wet, and the soil was soft.
There are many footprints on it. Based on the size of the footprints, three people passed here, and based on the moisture and hardness of the footprints, it can be judged how long the person has passed.
The size and depth of the footprints can roughly determine the weight and height of the person.
These three people are very strong. Zhang Feng should treat them with caution. Because there are three people, it is difficult for Zhang Feng to kill three people at once. As long as one person is not killed in the first time, then this person will start. gun.
As soon as the shot was fired, Zhang Feng was exposed. Their people would gather here all of a sudden, and it would be difficult to deal with it.
Zhang Feng is not afraid of them anymore, but he has lost the bet with the gigolo. This kind of thing cannot happen.
There is a small road here. If you know they will pass by here, just wait for them and choose to go alone.
Zhang Feng hid behind the big tree and waited for them to appear.
After squatting like this for fifteen minutes, there was finally movement. Zhang Feng held his breath.
Two people came, and they were very careful not to touch the grass or trees.
When they arrived under the tree, they stopped to rest and whispered something in their dialect that Zhang Feng couldn't understand.
There was a man walking towards the root of the big tree. Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Feng became nervous. He tensed up his whole body and moved slightly to the other side.
Hiss
It was the sound of a zipper. Zhang Feng knew that he was about to release water, hum! Looking at this man from the side, there are two pistols and knives hanging on his belt, and a gray body armor at the collar.
Judging from his appearance, he should have combat experience. He was wearing camouflage pants and brown field boots, which were of good quality.
Zhang Feng is four meters away from this person and seven or eight meters away from the person over there.
This distance is within a controllable range.
Listening carefully to the other man again, he took out a cigarette and lit it, and he also put the pistol in his waist.
At this time, it was the time when the two of them were most relaxed,
In two seconds, Zhang Feng was ready to attack, with something in his hand and backup.
He silently stepped out, and then threw both hands out at the same time. The person who was releasing the water only heard a little wind, but he didn't take it seriously. In less than a second, something flew over and slipped under his neck. He didn't feel much pain, just felt itchy. While holding his pants, he scratched his neck with his hand. It was greasy and wet. He looked down and saw that his hands were red and full of blood. He touched his neck again, and it turned out that it was open. There were big wounds, and blood was pouring out. At the same time, he felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. He couldn't get out. He covered his neck with his hands, but blood still flowed out between his fingers, and the water below was still draining. He He staggered back two steps and fell to the ground. A rock hit the back of his head, causing him to die quickly. Before he fell, he saw a man covered in mud under the roots of the tree, and his brother over there, with his neck There was a knife stuck in the back and he was struggling.
The whole process of the two people falling down took less than three seconds. The man who was smoking was still struggling to survive. He did not take out his pistol to warn before he died. He only had himself in his heart and no one else.
He was unable to pull out the knife from his neck until he died.
Zhang Feng was still waiting for him to take out the gun and use playing cards to solve it, but now he doesn't have to, and it saves money.
The guy who released the water kept flowing. It was obvious that he had held it in for a long time before releasing it. Although he was dead now, the consciousness of the person who released the water was still there. Zhang Feng picked up a stone with his toes and kicked it over.
He walked over to the smoking man and pulled out the saber from his neck, wiped the saber clean with his clothes, and then put it away.
Put the two corpses into the grass and cover them with hay. Tomorrow morning, only some bones will be left of the two corpses.
Finally, Zhang Feng erased all traces of the scene, blood, etc.
After doing this, Zhang Feng disappeared into the grass and looked for the fighter again.
And the gigolo a few kilometers away from Zhang Feng had just finished killing a lone man.
The two of them were competing. This looked cruel, a bit like the murderous competition used by the Japanese.
But there is a difference. Zhang Feng and Gigolo are here to eliminate harm. How can the people Erjie send out be any better