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"You can still keep your composure, so I'll have some fun with you." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth.
Said through the wireless microphone: "Goshawk, take your Hei Wuchang Special Forces and make a detour from the side to the 12 o'clock direction, detouring behind the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, and be fast!"
"Yes!" Although Cang Ying didn't know what Zhang Feng's plan was, soldiers had a bounden duty to obey orders. Without any hesitation, he directly led his Hei Wuchang special team into action!
"Hunting dogs, gigolos! Your Bai Wuchang Special Forces and Blood Slaughter Brigade, remain in place and don't act rashly. Wait for my orders!" Zhang Feng ordered again through the wireless microphone.
"Yes, I understand!" The voices of the gigolo and the hunting dog sounded on the wireless microphone at the same time.
Zhang Feng briefly estimated the time. It would take at least 20 minutes for Goshawk's Black Impermanence Special Forces team to circle to the 12 o'clock direction.
20 minutes have already allowed the vanguard of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group to make complete preparations. They cannot be allowed to prepare so easily!
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He held the automatic rifle and did not continue to retreat. Instead, he lowered his body and moved forward quickly.
The messy grass and trees became the best hiding spots. Zhang Feng lay on the ground, raised his automatic rifle, and looked forward through the scope.
The muzzle of the gun was locked on a mercenary. The mercenary was also crawling on the grass, hiding very discreetly. If his sight hadn't reflected light, Zhang Feng might not have been able to spot him.
But now it is discovered that his death day has also come!
He pulled the trigger steadily with his finger, and the bullet ejected from the muzzle. There was a click of the gun. There was no hesitation after the shot was fired, and the body quickly lowered itself and rolled to the side.
The bullet fired from the muzzle of the gun entered the scope accurately. The lens was shattered by the impact and went directly into the mercenary's eye socket. His head jerked back and blood spurted out from the blood hole the size of an egg. When he came out, his body fell limply, he was already dead and could no longer die!
The burst of gunfire also exposed Zhang Feng's position. The mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group also reacted very quickly and opened fire quickly.
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He immediately changed his hiding position after being shot, and bullets rained down on his previous position.
The bullet hit the tree trunk with a thud, splinters flew across the tree, and craters as thick as a finger were left behind.
Zhang Feng was lying on his back with an automatic rifle in his hand and a sneer on his face.
He just wants the other party to be unable to stop. Although the damage he alone can cause is limited, the fear of death is unlimited!
As long as the gunshots continue and companions continue to fall to the gunfire, the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group cannot easily relax. This will buy the Hei Wuchang Special Forces enough time to move to the designated location.
Ten seconds later, Zhang Feng moved out of his hiding place again, leaned against the tree trunk, turned around suddenly, locked the target immediately, and fired!
In response, a mercenary was shot and fell to the ground dead without even a scream.
After shooting, Zhang Feng did not dare to stop at all, and quickly rushed to the side. The gunshots rang out, and the bullets almost missed his body.
The moment his body landed on the ground, he put one hand on the ground, rolled over, and got into the weeds.
The anger that Mayweather had just suppressed came to the fore again.
Upon seeing this, Boris quickly said: "Deputy Commander Mayweather, please don't get angry. The commander told me that the target of our operation is the location of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. We haven't figured out how to sneak attack on us yet." Which organization the person belongs to, so it’s best not to attack rashly. The leader has already set off from his hometown with a large force and will arrive soon! "
"Hmph! The other side keeps shooting our soldiers, can this matter just be forgotten..." Mayweather roared angrily. Just as he was speaking, Zhang Feng's gunfire rang out again, and again. A mercenary from the Death Scythe Mercenary Group was shot dead!
"Listen! If we stay where we are now, we will be a living target for others, and we will be called out one by one!" Mayweather saw that Boris still wanted to speak, and said directly in a deep voice: "Boris put your mouth on Shut it up! Remember, I am the leader of the vanguard, do you understand? Give me orders now and get ready to go! I want to see who dares to attack our Death Scythe mercenary group.
I am so impatient to live! "
"This! Deputy Commander, but only one of our vehicles is still usable, and the others have been destroyed!" Boris said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"You don't have to tell me this!"
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After Zhang Feng killed the fifth mercenary, the leading troops of the Death Scythe mercenary group could no longer maintain their composure and quickly attacked. Fifty mercenaries came as arrows in Zhang Feng's direction!
Seeing this, Zhang Feng was not angry but happy. What he had been waiting for was now! Only when the opponent moves will more flaws be revealed. Otherwise, the other party is just a turtle with its head curled up under a hard turtle shell, and there really is no good way for it.
He quickly turned around, ran towards the rear, and began to retreat. During the retreat, he kept turning around and shooting.
While running wildly, Zhang Feng quickly said to the wireless microphone: "Gigolo, hunting dog. Now the enemy has taken the bait. In five minutes, both of you will bite me hard from the side! Goshawk, take your black The Wuchang Special Forces are moving forward at full speed. They must arrive at the designated 12 o'clock direction in five minutes and launch an attack at the same time as the Gigolo's Blood Slaughter Team and the Hound's Bai Wuchang Special Forces!"
"Understood!" Both the goshawk and the hunting dog agreed at the same time.
On the other hand, the gigolo frowned. With such a fighting method, Zhang Feng completely regarded himself as a bait.
The rear of the Death Scythe mercenary group was attacked on the left and right sides, and they would inevitably rush towards the front more ferociously, and Zhang Feng was the first to bear the brunt.
"Madman... be careful!" He knew that Zhang Feng's decision could not be changed by others, so he could only tell him to be careful.
Zhang Feng also understood why the gigolo said this. Hearing this, he laughed and scolded: "Damn it, gigolo, why are you so stupid? I'm not gay."
"Fuck." The gigolo muttered and cursed.
The vanguard of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group first sent a team of fifty mercenaries as the vanguard, and Mayweather followed with the rest of the mercenaries!
Zhang Feng's speed gave full play to his huge advantage at this moment. Every time he distanced himself from the pursuers behind him, he stopped, locked the target and quickly opened fire. After killing a mercenary, he went back into the jungle...