Chapter 607 Everyone who can answer the question is dead!
607.
Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light burst out from his eyes.
"kill!"
The mercenaries who do not surrender to the Huangquan Mercenary Group have only one way to die!
The chance to survive has been left to them, but they did not cherish this opportunity that they could easily seize!
Just like what Zhang Feng often says: I gave you a chance to choose, but you didn't cherish it!
The downward-firing artillery did not fire because Zhang Feng never thought of asking it to fire.
The purpose of putting it there is just to intimidate, or in the end, there is really no other way. It is used to die together with the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group. Now it is obviously no longer useful!
The soldiers in the heavy machine gun position ambushed on the right quickly crawled to the ground, with trenches dug under their feet.
It was used to hide before, but now it is used to hide!
If the heavy machine gun positions on both sides fire at the same time, they will definitely cause accidental damage to the opponent. Now that we have reached the final stage, and there are only about a hundred mercenaries left in the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, there is no need for heavy machine gun positions on both sides to fire at the same time!
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The tank shook, the barrel sprayed out a huge muzzle flame, and the shells roared out, exploding among the only hundred people left in the Death Scythe Mercenary Group!
Along with the huge roar and the rising smoke, the roar of the heavy machine gun also suddenly sounded.
The one after another movement is like a stormy night. The sound of thunder mixed with the pounding of rain.
The screams were very short, because these one hundred and ten people did not last long before they completely lost their lives.
Blood splattered, bones were broken, muscles were broken, arms and limbs were broken!
The broken pieces of flesh are destined to be unable to be pieced together into a complete corpse. The cruelty of war is vividly reflected here and at this moment!
The supreme human rights advocated by the West have no effect at this moment!
Not to mention human rights, even a person's only once-in-a-lifetime life is more fragile than a piece of grass here.
Can life, vegetation, and autumn really be compared? The grass and trees survive the autumn, but the wildfires are still burning them, and the spring breeze blows them again.
But what about life? Life is gone? What a shitty life? It is better to live than to die, and the words are crude but not crude. It sounds extremely unpleasant, but is it not a wise saying
Facing the scene where bloody corpses littered the field, Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile. Are some people really stupid? Is it really that difficult to give up some dignity that seems noble but is actually worthless? Choose to surrender and live? Is it really that difficult
He was destined to get no answer, because everyone who could answer his question had turned into a corpse.
No, it's not a corpse, it's turbid blood, white bone stubble, and blurry pieces of meat.
Without sighing too much, he called Johnson to his side and said: "Johnson, you will take the bull-headed horse-faced brigade and rush back to our mercenary group's station with these guys. After settling down, you will immediately lead the people. Set off to bring the Tooth Skull and the tribe back! Now that the problem is solved, we can no longer let them wander outside."
Johnson nodded, thinking it was true. Half of the people led by Tooth Skull are from his tribe, how could they not be worried.
"I understand, Brother Feng."
Zhang Feng called the goshawk, hunting dog, and gigolo to his side, and said: "We will leave immediately to return to the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's base! Now that our number has greatly increased, we cannot settle in the original base at all, and we can only stay temporarily. Here! And you should pay attention to the prisoners in our hands and be on guard at all times. Problems are most likely to occur on the way back!"
"In troubled times, heavy rules should be used! This is the situation of our Huangquan mercenary group now, so none of you can be merciful. Once you find anyone doing something strange, kill them directly!"
"Killing chickens to scare monkeys can only activate a certain deterrent effect, but it is still a good idea now."
The gigolo, the goshawk, and the hunting dog all understood the importance of Zhang Feng's words, and they all nodded to show that they understood what to do!
The continuous battles day and night not only made the prisoners of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group look tired, but even the soldiers of the Underworld Mercenary Group were a little depressed.
Zhang Feng did not order to return immediately, but let everyone rest where they were, replenishing food and water, and only started to return after their physical strength recovered!
Staying at night and rising by day, there was no rapid march. It took three days for the large army to rush back to the base of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.
Along the way, there were no big troubles, but small troubles continued. They killed more than a dozen prisoners of the Death Scythe mercenary group before everyone's minds were shocked.
Fortunately, no big trouble occurred. After returning to the base of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, Zhang Feng told the gigolo that the matter of capturing the prisoners would be left to him.
The gigolo is in charge of intelligence work and is suitable for brainwashing prisoners, and in the future these people will be trained to join his blood-slaying brigade, so it is most appropriate for him to be responsible for these things!
Zhang Feng still has his own things to do, and he is planning to return to Rwanda.
Back and forth, fighting and returning, a full week has passed, and I don't know what the situation is on Hu Xinting's side.
There was also the question of whether he had heard of any actions at the U.S. consulates abroad, which always made him feel uneasy.
The last thing is to go to Zhai Qiang and ask for money, and promise to give each prisoner $10,000!
If you want these prisoners to join the Underworld Mercenary Group sincerely and use them for your own use, the first promise you make must be fulfilled, otherwise they will no longer have any credibility and prestige in the future!
But before going back, Zhang Feng still had one thing to do, and that was to talk to the King of Hell.
On the way back, he observed the King of Hell several times. There was always a blank expression in the latter's eyes, as if he was deep in thought, but also as if he was extremely empty, not thinking about anything.
It was as if he was facing an RPG flying towards him. He actually froze and didn't make any evasive action. If he hadn't reacted quickly at that time, I'm afraid that the King of Hell would have gone to see the King of Hell like this!
In Zhang Feng's memory, such an expression had never appeared on the face of the King of Hell.
When they were performing missions together in China, Zhang Feng knew how high-spirited the King of Hell was, how ambitious and confident he was!
But how could the current King of Hell be like this
Zhang Feng must ask clearly, otherwise it will be impossible to relax and return to Rwanda!
I was lucky enough to save him once, but what about the second or third time? Who can save him? Do you just have to watch him die on the battlefield thinking he was in a daze
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