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The moment the roar of the rapid-fire artillery stopped, Zhang Feng immediately roared:
"Grenade! Call me in."
His orders were transmitted to the ears of everyone in the Black Impermanence Special Forces through wireless microphones.
Without any hesitation, the members of the Heichang Special Forces quickly took out the grenade, pulled the ring, and threw it through the wall of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.
Although the shock wave generated by the grenade explosion is not as good as the artillery shell, the sharp shrapnel contained in the grenade is indeed lethal to the enemy's vitality.
Through the wall, he could not observe the situation inside the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. Zhang Feng did not think about how much damage a few grenades could cause to the opponent, just to attract the attention of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. come over.
The explosion of the grenade sounded, and the heavy machine gun of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group began to roar again.
Seeing that the effect was achieved, Zhang Feng immediately shouted into the wireless microphone:
"Hound Dog, Johnson, Tooth Skull, bring me your people! First, snatch the enemy's rapid-fire artillery and heavy machine gun positions from me! Damn it."
"Yes! Captain!" The hunting dog roared in a low voice.
The six soldiers were divided into three groups and used their hands as human ladders to send other team members over the four-meter-high wall.
The attention of the mercenaries in the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group was attracted by the Hei Wuchang Special Forces who were feinting to attack, and they did not notice that someone was climbing through the wall behind the barracks.
Just because they didn't see it didn't mean that others didn't see it. The gigolo lying on the barracks could see it clearly.
He shouted in a low voice: Johnson.
Johnson heard someone calling his name and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw the gigolo, his face suddenly showed joy.
The gigolo also jumped out of the barracks at this time. When he saw the familiar hunting dog, he had no time to say hello and reminisce about old times, so he said directly:
"Give me five people to kill Beveridge, the leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. You should have seen the map of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. The square in the middle is the heavy machine gun position of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. In the jungle of the mountain are their rapid-fire artillery positions."
The hunting dog nodded and said: "Johnson, you and Tooth Skull will follow the gigolo to kill Beveridge. I will take the others to clear the heavy machine gun position first, and then go to the rapid-fire artillery position. How about that?"
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"No problem!" Johnson said unequivocally, taking off his wireless microphone and handing it to the gigolo.
The gigolo didn't refuse, put the wireless microphone on his ears, and said inside:
"Madman, I'm a gigolo! I'm joining our people now. I have a situation I want to tell you. The Blood Wolf Mercenary Group doesn't know what arrangements they have to make their people hold on until dawn. I think this matter is a little bit... suspicious."
"Gigolo, just hope you're fine! What do you mean by daybreak? What else can the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group do if it's so difficult? Don't worry about him for the time being, I can't. What can the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group do to hold on until dawn?" Zhang Feng said coldly.
The Blood Wolf Mercenary Group is already facing a certain defeat. The three hundred mercenaries outside who are surrounded by Manfred's government troops are being killed continuously. It is only a matter of time before they are all annihilated, but at most It won't take two hours!
The Bai Wuchang Special Forces team has infiltrated into the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's base, and it will only be a matter of time before it falls apart.
"Okay! I'll take people to kill Beveridge first," the gigolo said.
"Well, it's best to stay alive if possible." Zhang Feng said. Beveridge has been running the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group in Africa for several years. His understanding of the African mercenary world must be far better than his own, and he will definitely be able to get a lot of useful information from his mouth.
And there is another point, that is, Beveridge controls the underground gold mine, and there is no idea how much money is in the account. If Beveridge died, this wealth would be cheaper for the banks. Wouldn't that be a waste of money
In short, Beveridge was worth more alive than dead.
In the blood wolf mercenary group's station, the gigolo and the hunting dog separated quickly after a brief encounter.
The hunting dogs led the men straight to the heavy machine gun position in the center of the station. Behind the bunkers were a large number of mercenaries.
Everyone's bodies are huddled behind the bunker. They are on the defensive side. They can get two hundred thousand US dollars as long as they are attacked by dawn. From now on, the enemy's attack intensity outside is not very strong. The mercenaries secretly rejoiced that it was so easy to get the two hundred thousand US dollars.
The gigolo led Johnson, Tooth Skull, and three of their men towards the office of Beveridge, the leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.
There are still a large number of mercenaries stationed at the door of the office, and gigolos are watching.
After one glance, he immediately retracted his head. There were about twenty people on the other side. He couldn't attack rashly and had to wait for an opportunity.
The opportunity will come soon!
Touching the hunting dog behind the heavy machine gun of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group in the square, a murderous sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Ordered:
"Prepare all the disposable individual rocket launchers for me. I gave the order and ten rocket launchers were fired at me at the same time as the first echelon's fire coverage and suppression. The rest of the people acted as the second echelon. After the rocket launchers exploded, they immediately started strafing. I want to give the other party no chance to fight back!”
The soldiers of the Bai Wuchang Special Forces seemed to have really appeared in the night, and Bai Wuchang came out of hell without any movement.
The individual rocket launcher is placed on the shoulder silently, waiting for the hound's order!
"Kill!" followed the command of the hunting dog.
Ten rockets roared out from the darkness, all trailing long tail flames!
The mercenary who was huddled behind the bunker, with his back against the sandbag and a burning cigarette in his mouth, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had seen something terrible.
The cigarette butt fell on him and burned a hole in his combat camouflage uniform without realizing it. He suddenly screamed in shock: "R-P-G!"
What he discovered was too late after all!
Ten rockets exploded at the heavy machine gun position almost simultaneously.
The violent explosion immediately completely covered up the screams. The heavy sandbags were blown away, causing sand and soil to fly.
The blood evaporated instantly due to the high temperature, and broken arms and limbs fell everywhere.
The heavy machine gun was directly blown into twisted and deformed scrap metal.
The killing has not stopped yet. As the second echelon of soldiers, they pulled the trigger crazily, and tongues of fire spurted out, harvesting the mercenaries who were lucky enough to survive the rocket explosion.
Beveridge stood up suddenly.
"It's over! It's over!" Hearing the explosions and violent gunshots from the heavy machine gun position, he knew that his Blood Wolf Mercenary Group was completely over!
The man standing next to him was Duo Ye.
"Captain, it's time for us to retreat."
Beveridge nodded gloomily, it was time to retreat.
Gold mines come suddenly, but they also require a life to possess.