The Super Special Forces King

Chapter 158: The king of hell shows his power

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"Coyote, you lead a few people to surround you from the flank. At the same time, you order the border guards to set up an ambush in front. Once target number one gets into the pocket, immediately close the net." Uncle Luo, the captain of the Snow Wolf Special Warfare Brigade, ordered. .

"Yes! Come with me in class one!"

Coyote led a squad of soldiers to quickly move toward the flank. They wanted to set up a barrier on the left side to force the fleeing target figure No. 1 to move to the right side. Only by moving to the right side could he penetrate the border guards that had been deployed in advance. Inside the pocket, once you get into the pocket, you will definitely be unable to escape.

The King of Hell quickly moved through the jungle. Every time he moved, he used the shooting dead zone formed by three trees, giving no room for the opponent to shoot at him.

After getting some distance away from the opponent, the King of Hell squatted down and worked in the weeds on the ground for a moment, then continued to move forward for several hundred meters, then crawled on the ground and stared through the scope of the assault rifle.

Uncle Luo led the Snow Wolf Brigade in a fast pursuit. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist. The entire team stopped advancing and issued a warning on the spot.

Uncle Luo stared at the broken dead grass on the ground, frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to gently brush away the grass, and saw a very thin fishing line with a grenade hanging on one end.

Through tactical gestures, he ordered the troops to bypass and continue to advance. As soon as the team on the left walked out three meters away, there was a muffled sound, and the four soldiers sitting in front suddenly emitted white smoke from their bodies and died in action.

These soldiers were squatting on the ground dejectedly. Six of them had already been killed before they even saw the enemy's shadow. They wanted to wait until they caught the number one target to see who he was.

The soldiers on the right were not spared either. The King of Hell kept pulling the trigger, and bullets were fired one by one, calling out the soldiers in front who could not react in time.

Streams of white smoke rose up, and the corner of Yama's mouth curled up into a sneer. When the Huangquan team performs a unified mission, he is the captain, King of Hell, and must take the overall situation into consideration to ensure that the team's casualties are minimized as much as possible while completing the mission.

But now he is acting alone in the jungle, completely transformed into the life-threatening King of Hell, and can act without any scruples!

The Snow Wolf Special Operations Brigade began covering fire

, just to prevent No. 1 from continuing to engage in illegal activities.

The bullets made a crackling sound on the tree trunk, but the King of Hell turned a deaf ear to it. He stared at his left side, and just now a group of birds started chirping. This shows that a team is approaching to the left.

Turning his head to look to the right, his brows furrowed deeper. The jungle on the right side in front was eerily quiet, and the pursuer behind him was even more consciously chasing him to the right. If there wasn't something fishy about it, it would have been a ghost.

Not only does Yama have excellent military qualities among the entire army, but he also studied in a military academy for three years, and his special operations papers were anonymously published in military newspapers, which is enough to prove his tactical qualities.

Through the psychological pressure and deterrence caused by booby traps and roll-call shots on the pursuers, the King of Hell successfully made the opponent dare not pursue the pursuit at full speed unscrupulously, and the distance between the two sides widened.

And Uncle Luo is not in a hurry. As long as he can still pinpoint the whereabouts of the No. 1 figure, he is not afraid of him escaping. In this jungle, a dragnet has already been laid.

The King of Hell decisively rushed to the right, and the constant shooting during the march also exposed his position, making Uncle Luo's face show a smile of successful conspiracy.

About a kilometer ahead, Yama suddenly changed direction and headed left.

"The traces I deliberately left should be able to attract the pursuers." The king of hell thought to himself. After changing the route to the left, he wiped away the traces cleanly as he went to prevent his whereabouts from being discovered.

Five minutes later, Uncle Luo led the Snow Wolf Special Forces team to advance here, and the traces on the ground stopped abruptly.

The team stopped moving forward. This place was less than two kilometers away from the opening opened by the border guards. Could it be that the No. 1 figure had already got into the pocket

wrong!

Uncle Luo suddenly became alarmed. The number one figure had attracted his main force here by spreading suspicion.

Quickly said through the communication device: "Earthwriting, please come back when you hear it, the welle ... the welle ... squeak." The movement of the current "squeak" in the ears could not be contacted.

"Damn it, the communication equipment was interfered with. Classes 3 and 4 immediately moved in the direction of the coyote. At the same time, they ordered everyone at home to immediately find out the cause of the communication equipment failure and be sure to respond as quickly as possible.

speed to repair. "Without the communication equipment, we have no mouths and ears. In the vast jungle, if we cannot communicate effectively, we will lose the advantage of team fighting and give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of us."

The coyotes on the other side have led Class 1 and Class 2 to quickly approach the pocket along the left side. The purpose of their actions is to force the target to approach the right side and enter the pocket.

He also found that the communication equipment could not contact the captain, but the communication equipment between him and the soldiers he led was intact.

The reason why Uncle Luo's traffic equipment malfunctioned was because the King of Hell had buried a small electromagnetic interference device at the diversion location. The range was only 500 meters, which was not very large, but it could play an unexpected role at critical moments.

The King of Hell took out three high-explosive grenades from his pocket and threw them at the location of the coyote.

When the coyote was marching at high speed, when he saw the dark grenade coming towards him, his pupils suddenly shrank into needles, and he roared: "Grenade, lie down!"

At the same time as he gave the warning, he rushed over in two steps, flew up and kicked away a grenade heading towards him.

Boom boom boom.

Three explosions sounded one after another, and in an instant, five soldiers who could not react in time were "killed" with white smoke rising from their bodies.

According to their prediction, target number one would definitely move to the right, but they did not expect that he would actually move to the left and actively attack them. The most important thing is that they were not warned in advance. If they could pass through in time, they would be able to take precautions in time, and it would be impossible for them to suffer such huge losses in one encounter.

The explosion of the grenade was just the prelude to the King of Hell's attack on them. The King of Hell, who was hiding on the top of the treetop, released the secret clasp in his hand and jumped down from the tree. The assault rifle in his hand sprayed out bullets with a painful whistling sound. The upper blow hit the soldiers of the first and second squads.

They never thought that the enemy would fall from the sky in such a way.

Coyote was also hit by three bullets in the chest, and thick white smoke rose from behind. Twenty soldiers from two squads, plus himself, a total of twenty-one people, actually disappeared without even catching the opponent's shadow. The coyote sat on the ground in frustration, not knowing what to say for a long time.