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Tyrannosaurus Li Jian could clearly see through the scope that half of the target's head had been blown away by bullets, and he could no longer die!
The person who died was Boris, the commander temporarily appointed by Joseph!
Boris never imagined that he would be shot in the head before he had enough good days in power!
Following his death, the mercenaries guarding him suddenly fell into chaos.
Tyrannosaurus Li Jian put away his sniper rifle with satisfaction and retreated quickly, because the dull sound of the sniper gun had exposed his position!
Zhang Feng's orders had already been heard in his ears, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
This is trust! Zhang Feng knew he had succeeded without having to report it himself!
The Black Wuchang Special Operations Brigade, the Bai Wuchang Special Operations Brigade, and the Blood Massacre Brigade are already waiting!
That's why the Huangquan Special Operations Team eats meat unscrupulously in the front, but they can't even drink soup in the back.
After hearing Zhang Feng's order, the goshawk and the hunting dog were already dancing men and gave the order to attack without hesitation!
The Death Scythe mercenary group was in chaos. Without its commander, it seemed like a headless fly for a while, not knowing what to do
At this moment, the more restless gunshots completely tore the broken tranquility into pieces!
The Huangquan special operations team retreated quickly. After getting rid of the enemies behind them, Zhang Feng quickly said through the wireless microphone: "Student, monitor the movements of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group. If it deviates from the 12 o'clock direction, report to me immediately! "
The quagmire has been dug for the Death Scythe Mercenary Group at 12 o'clock. If they deviate from the direction and don't fall into it, wouldn't their work be in vain
"Yes! Madman!" student Wen Kaiqi replied.
After Tyrannosaurus Li Jian joined Zhang Feng and others, the latter smiled and said: "Great job Tyrannosaurus!"
"That's not the opportunity you provided me." Tyrannosaurus Li Jian didn't take credit.
At this time, the monkey's sharp eyes noticed some blood on Yama's arm, and he was surprised and said: "King of Hell, are you injured?"
"It's okay, it's just that the bullet scratched my skin." The King of Hell muttered and cursed, "It's just that I haven't trained for too long, and my skills are rusty."
Zhang Feng was not careless, walked up to him and tore open the sleeves of his camouflage uniform.
He was slightly relieved when he saw the exposed wound. Although the wound on Yama's arm was bloody and bloody, it was just as he said, it was just scratched by a stray bullet!
But even with such a small injury, we can't be careless. After all, the temperature in Africa is very hot and the jungle is humid, so the wound can easily become inflamed!
Take out the medical alcohol from your backpack, disinfect the wound, and wrap it with white gauze!
Because Boris, the temporary commander of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, was beheaded by the Underworld Special Forces Team in the chaos, for a while the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group were unable to organize an effective defense against the attack of the Underworld Mercenary Group!
Although there were 1,700 people, they were beaten in a mess!
The two special teams of Black and White and the Blood Massacre Brigade launched attacks from three directions, perfectly connected with the attack of the Huangquan Special Team, without giving the other side any chance to breathe!
The sound of gunfire became the only main theme in the dark night, and killing and death became a staged drama that continued!
The Death Scythe mercenary group had no effective command and could not organize an effective defense, and finally began to retreat slowly!
Student Wen Kaiqi, who recorded all this through the high-altitude vision of the drone, discovered this situation immediately and immediately said to Zhang Feng: "Madman, the Death Scythe Mercenary Group is showing signs of retreating, and it is towards 12 o'clock direction."
Zhang Feng nodded, and the first step of the plan was considered a success!
As long as the Death Scythe mercenary group moves, it will be easy to deal with. Otherwise, there is really no good way to lie motionless on the ground like an old king.
He opened his mouth and ordered: "Goshawks, hounds, and gigolos order your troops to slow down the intensity of the attack, but ensure that the opponent maintains continuous movement!"
The reason why Goshawk and others are not allowed to continue their ferocious attack is to prevent the Death Scythe mercenary group from jumping over the wall and making a desperate counterattack!
Rabbits bite people when they are anxious, let alone the Death Scythe Mercenary Group. What's more, although the opponent has suffered certain casualties and is now retreating, it has not been injured. In terms of numbers, it is still a giant compared to the Huangquan Mercenary Group!
Once you get anxious, it may not be as simple as biting someone! By then, the casualties of your own Huangquan mercenary group will increase exponentially!
The purpose of attacking the Death Scythe mercenary group is to seek benefits. If his Huangquan mercenary group suffered too many casualties, it would defeat the original intention!
Some of the goshawk, hound, and gigolo understood Zhang Feng's thoughts, while others could not.
But that's not important. What's important is that they all carried out Zhang Feng's orders without reservation!
The three teams all lowered the intensity of their attacks, but they continued to attack the Death Scythe mercenaries!
As the sky dawned, the Death Scythe Mercenary Group left behind at least two hundred corpses in one night. This was still a conservative estimate.
The number of deaths on the Huangquan Mercenary Group's side was very small, only seven, but three were seriously injured. All of them had temporarily lost their ability to fight and had retreated. In addition, there were more than 20 people with minor injuries. After simply treating their wounds, they continued to fight!
The fighting continued all night, and the physical energy of both sides was greatly exhausted!
Especially the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group are always under attack from the opponent, and they even have to eat compressed dry food and drink water while traveling! Moreover, the spirit is always highly tense and on tenterhooks!
The people of the Huangquan Mercenary Group also stayed up all night, but they are still attacking with little intensity. They just need to keep attacking at any time!
The team members worked in two shifts. Although they had to keep moving forward, at least they didn't have to stay in a fighting state and at least they could take a break mentally.
Zhang Feng squinted his eyes. He was still considering whether to let the Death Scythe Mercenary Group take a breather.
The sad soldiers will win. This means that you should not force your opponent into a dead end, otherwise the opponent will be determined to die and counterattack crazily, and you will definitely win!
Although this statement is absolute, it is not unreasonable! What's more, the overall strength of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, even after it is weakened, is still stronger than the Underworld Mercenary Group!
After a slight hesitation, Zhang Feng raised a sneer on his lips and issued an order: "Goshawks, hunting dogs, and gigolos order your troops to stop chasing and rest and eat where they are!"
He turned to look at the student and said with a playful smile: "Student, take the aircraft back, I'll write a letter and ask the aircraft to be sent over!"
"Okay! I just want to replace the battery block for the aircraft." Student Wen Kaiqi said.
The monkey approached and said in surprise: "Write a letter? Madman, you don't want to persuade the target to surrender, do you?"