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The bullet penetrated through the cap of the tongue, leaving a bullet hole only as thick as a little finger.
It shot out from the back of the head, tearing off a third of the skull, and blood and brains were mixed and spattered everywhere.
The body fell limply to the ground, already too dead to die.
Zhang Feng sneered and shook his head. There was really no need to keep a mercenary who could betray the mercenary group at will.
If I admire the first hard-boned tongue more, it is still dead.
This is the reality. Damn people, no matter whether they are tough and able to keep secrets, are likely to die!
After calling Johnson, the goshawk and the hound to his side, Zhang Feng said, "You have heard what I just told you. Tell me what you think."
"I don't have any ideas, Brother Feng, I'll do whatever you ask me to do." Johnson touched his bald head with a trademark naive smile on his face.
Zhang Feng gave him a roll of his eyes and shut up when he had no idea, but he still wanted to say it. He turned to look at the goshawk and the hound, motioning for them to express their thoughts.
Goshawk tilted his head and said in surprise: "Captain, is it possible that this is a conspiracy created by the Death Scythe mercenary group, deliberately staged for us to see?"
"Your idea is a bit new. Let me tell you what you think specifically." Zhang Feng said.
"That's what I think, commander. You see, if Joseph's backyard was really on fire, why didn't he take the entire army back, but took away part of it, and left the large army behind?" Goshawk said .
As soon as he finished speaking, the hunting dog disagreed and said: "Captain, I don't agree with Goshawk's statement! I think it is very likely that Joseph is sure to solve the problem in the backyard quickly, and does not want to give up our goal, so he Take a small group of people and rush back to the nest quickly. After solving the problem, rush back quickly!"
After listening to their two completely different views, Zhang Feng was more inclined to the hunting dog's view.
The reason is the existence of gold mines! With the existence of gold mines, it is impossible for Joseph to give up, so there is no possibility of withdrawing his troops!
Without speaking immediately, Zhang Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and started smoking slowly.
After the cigarette burned out and the butt of the cigarette was extinguished, he said slowly: "What do you think is possible if our Huangquan Mercenary Group wants to eat the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group?"
puff! The sip of water that Goshawk just drank was sprayed directly on the face of the hunting dog in front of him, and the hand holding the water bottle froze in mid-air.
Hound Dog was immediately shocked by Zhang Feng's words, and did not even react when water was sprayed on his face.
Only Johnson didn't care and said carelessly: "Brother Feng, if you think about it, I think it would be very easy for our Huangquan mercenary group to kill his Death Scythe mercenary group!"
Both the goshawk and the hound came to their senses, one put down the kettle, and the other wiped the water droplets off his face.
"Captain, I'm afraid this is a little too crazy! We only have less than 300 people! And the other side now has at least 1,700 people! The strength of the two sides is not proportional at all!" Goshawk said.
The hunting dog said: "If we rely on the current Blood Wolf Mercenary Group to hold on, it is still possible to hold on! But it is really a bit delusional for 300 people to eat 1,700 people."
Wishful thinking
Zhang Feng doesn’t think so! And if you don’t do something, how can you know whether it can be done
"Wishful thinking? So you have never thought that I would come up with such an idea. Even you can't think of it. Then the people of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group can't even think of it!" Zhang Feng said.
Just when Goshawk was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zhang Feng with a wave of his hand, and continued: "Our troops are small in number. This is an objective fact! But the quality of our troops is better than that of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group. Bing, you can’t deny this, right? And I still have a trump card in my hand!”
Both Goshawk and Hound admitted that the individual combat effectiveness of their soldiers was higher than that of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, but they could not make up for the huge gap in numbers.
But what he seems to be thinking now is, what is the trump card mentioned by the leader? They both know roughly how much wealth the Huangquan Mercenary Group has.
Goshawk couldn't hold it in anymore and asked: "Captain, what trump card do you have?"
Zhang Feng chuckled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pulled out the text message and showed it in front of the goshawk and the hunting dog.
Both monks were confused. Isn't this just a blank text message without any content? What kind of territory is it
Zhang Feng showed an enigmatic smile and said: "I can't tell you yet, but my trump card must be kept highly secretive! In this way, we will find out if we can defeat the Death Scythe Mercenary Group!" In this way, Goshawk and Hunting Dog, the two black and white special forces, will continue to harass the Death Scythe mercenary group from the beginning of the night! Don't get entangled with the other party, just see the other party's reaction! I will go there tomorrow morning! If you have any questions when you return to Rwanda, please call me in time.”
Both the goshawk and the hunting dog stood up and said solemnly: "Yes! Captain."
Let them all go to rest, Zhang Feng got up and walked towards the room where Hu Xinting was staying.
She didn't come out this afternoon, which made Zhang Feng a little worried. Did he speak too harshly
Pushing open the door and walking in, he saw Hu Xinting sitting on the bed.
"Are you here? I'm a little hungry." Hu Xinting said, with a slight smile on her face, as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Feng couldn't help but be startled. Could it be that his eyes were blurred? I remember clearly how excited she was at that time, but she calmed down so quickly
"What? You think I should be angry?"
Hu Xinting seemed to have seen through Zhang Feng's heart and said: "Obviously I still don't agree with your statement. It's too pessimistic and too extreme! I decided that I want to use my own eyes to re-understand Africa, from Rwanda, from Start here.”
"That's great, whatever you want!" Zhang Feng said nonchalantly, "You're hungry, right? I'll get you some compressed biscuits."
"I want to eat what you had for lunch." Hu Xinting demanded.
Zhang Feng looked at her, did she really want to experience life? How long can it last? Who can live a good life, but not everyone can bear a hard life. What's more, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
"Okay! I'll get it for you!" Zhang Feng said.