The Super Special Forces King

Chapter 405: People are unlucky and have low ideas

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First, he selected a tree where he could hide, and then continued to move forward, deliberately not bandaging his wounds so that the blood would be stained on the weeds.

After walking a certain distance, they covered their wounds and returned the same way they came, climbed onto the tree trunk, lurked, and waited.

It seems like a simple method, but Zhang Feng took the psychology of the mercenaries into account. The opponent is sure that he is injured and will underestimate the enemy. When he sees the blood stains, he will follow the blood stains without any consideration. The blood stains were stained on the weeds on the ground, so you had to lower your head slightly when looking for them, which created an excellent opportunity for Zhang Feng.

After killing the mercenary, Zhang Feng fell down from the tree and quickly moved to a safe location. He took Feng out of his backpack and then took out gauze. He first bandaged the wound on Feng's leg before bandaging his own leg. wounds on.

Although it was a scratch caused by a bullet, there was still a slight pain, but fortunately it did not affect movement.

He almost fell into the hands of a mercenary, but he didn't expect that the other party would use his companion as a bait and let another person kill him!

Vulture's face became more and more ugly. When he heard the gunfire in the headset, he knew that the last of his men was dead, and he was completely reduced to a mere commander.

And just now there were two gunshots in the headset, and he realized that the other party might have brought his own headset.

After a slight hesitation, he said coldly: "Brother, where are you from? Why did you attack my team?"

Hearing this, Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the guy on the other side, who was called the Vulture Captain, was not stupid. He also expected that he would bring the headsets of his men.

He replied angrily: "Brother? Who the hell are you and I are brothers? Besides, do you need a reason to attack your team? Mad, I just don't like you, what's wrong?"

Vulture almost burst his lungs when he heard these words. He took a few deep breaths to calm down a little, and said again: "There is no reason. So you are not from a mercenary group. Why don't you come to our Blood Wolf Mercenary Group?" How? With your marksmanship and skill, you will definitely gain the attention of our leader..."

"Fuck off. You are

Aren’t you going to say that the popular ones, the spicy drinks, the glory and wealth, and the great success are just around the corner? Damn it, are you really stupid? I still thought I would believe it. Let me tell you, if you kneel on the ground now, knock your head three times and shout daddy three times, I might still be able to let you go. "Zhang Feng cursed unceremoniously.

The vulture was a little surprised at first, how did he know what he was going to say, but when he heard the words later, his heart almost burst out. It's impossible to kneel down and kowtow and call daddy! The corners of his mouth that were insulted couldn't help but twitch, and he said coldly: "If you offend our Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, you will die."

"A dead end? Damn it, you are so petal-shaped. If you want to kill me, I won't see if you have the ability. Even if I die, I will kill you first, a turtle grandson who gave birth to a child without an ass and eyes. Mader , Dad calls you, do you dare to agree? "

Hearing this, the anger in the vulture's heart could no longer be controlled, and he roared: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

His roaring voice fell into Zhang Feng's ears through the headset, making his ears buzz, but Zhang Feng's keen hearing could still hear the original roaring in the distance.

He cursed the vulture endlessly just to provoke his anger into roaring. Normal people can't hear his roar, but Zhang Feng's keen hearing can hear it, just to let the vulture reveal his position like this!

The vulture didn't even realize that he had played into Zhang Feng's hands, and the benefit was that he was filled with endless anger.

Zhang Feng judged the location of the vulture, lowered his body and moved over quickly while still cursing the vulture. The latter also retorted, but Zhang Feng, who grew up under the influence of five thousand years of cultural heritage, could not compare with the vultures in terms of eloquence that he had honed by cursing with shrews in the streets.

After five minutes of cursing, Zhang Feng's words were no longer serious, and the vulture's face was almost turning green with anger. In the end, he could only take off the headset angrily and stomp it to pieces.

Zhang Feng heard that there was no longer any sound in the headset, so he took off the headset and threw it on the ground.

The first curse made him roar in anger and reveal his position, but the later curse made him lose his most rational judgment because of his anger.

Keep getting closer to the vulture's position

At this time, Zhang Feng's forward speed also slowed down. Facing the vulture that could evade his secret shooting, Zhang Feng did not dare to take it lightly, and restrained all the murderous intent in his heart.

The vulture did not stay where it was, but also moved.

The straight-line distance between the two sides was no more than three hundred meters at the moment, but there were thick trees and vines in the middle blocking the way they could see each other.

Zhang Feng licked his dry lips, his eyes were like those of a hunting beast, and he quickly searched for the sound of the vulture as he continued to move forward.

The vulture also had its heart in its throat, and its movements were unusually cautious.

Unconsciously, the distance between the two sides was getting closer. After turning around a big tree, Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle light, and almost at the same time, the vulture also saw Zhang Feng.

Both sides raised their guns at the same time, fired, and threw their bodies to the side. Messy gunshots suddenly rang out in the jungle, bullets flew, the tree trunks between the two sides banged, and sawdust flew everywhere.

The bodies of both parties fell into the weeds at the same time. Zhang Feng's good luck could not be maintained, and it could even be said to be extremely unlucky.

It wasn't that he was shot by a vulture, but that when he landed, a sharp stone was placed hard on the wound on his leg.

If the camouflage combat pants were intact, this would not have happened. However, the bullet opened a hole in the pants, and the sharp tip of the stone penetrated the gauze through this hole and penetrated into the wound.

Zhang Feng didn't expect that such an unlucky thing could happen to him. He is so unlucky and has such low ideas. He squatted and peed like a snake to get B!

He endured severe pain and pulled out the sharp triangular stone. Zhang Feng's leg muscles almost spasmed in pain, and blood spurted out crazily.

The slightest movement was followed by heartbreaking pain. Zhang Feng estimated that the tip of the stone might have hurt the bone.

Such an injury at this time is really fatal!

… …

The vulture hiding in the dark saw no movement for a long time, and frowned slightly. His triangular eyes became colder and colder, and he shouted: "Are you considering my proposal? As long as you agree to join our Blood Wolf Mercenary Group …”