Super Special Forces King

The stone hit their foreheads, and some of them were necks. After all, they were very precise.

"Sir, sir..."

Yesterday the first speaker spoke again.

Zhang Feng looked back and saw that a group of gray-headed white people were tied there immobile. Two people were dying. Zhang Feng had no heart to hide, because the world is cruel and realistic, especially in such a place where life is like Caosuga.

Take care of yourself first, let yourself survive, and then think about how to take care of others, it depends on the situation.

Zhang Feng thought for a while, but walked over to see the situation.

"Something?" Zhang Feng said in English.

Several people were overjoyed. It turns out that he can speak English. Why didn't he say it yesterday? It seems that he is Asian. He speaks so authentic English without any accent. They are not easy to judge where Zhang Feng is from.

"Sir, can you let us go? We must thank you again!" said the man.

This is a middle-aged man with a stubble face. The others are very young, not more than thirty years old.

"Why did I let you go? What did you give me?" Zhang Feng asked, "And I don't know you."

"We are journalists, we are journalists from Ghana. We entered Alacati and let the world know what happened there!" said the middle-aged man.

"Canada?" Zhang Feng asked.

"Yes, yes!" The middle-aged man was happy, thinking he would be free soon.

"What does it have to do with me!"

Zhang Feng turned around and left. He was not interested in people in this country. He said that he was a reporter. He did not have anything to do with Zhang Feng. Moreover, Zhang Feng tried his best to contact such people because their pens and lenses are very sharp and sharp. Whatever is white, black, or red, whatever color they like can be called that color.

For example, it is originally white, they like black, and they will call white as black. This is called inverting black and white.

"No, sir, sir!"

Zhang Feng ignored it and got in the car to leave.

"Sir, I am not a reporter, I am a local, I am just their guide."

A man shouted.

Zhang Feng, who was about to drive away, stopped. He looked back and saw a man in the middle stretched his brain, a dark face, thin and thin.

Zhang Feng can still recognize the faces of locals, even though he has just arrived here.

Guide? Isn't this what Zhang Feng needs? Zhang Feng's eyes were black when he got here, he couldn't see anything, he didn't know anything, it was too complicated, and he needed someone who understands to be a guide.

Zhang Feng got out of the car and walked over to release him, but the others did not release him. Zhang Feng has no obligation.

"Sir, sir, please let us go!" The middle-aged man was crying.

Zhang Feng said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I don't have this obligation, and I don't know you, and it's not that I tied you, whoever tied you, you will tell them to let you go."

Middle-aged men are speechless. What kind of remarks are these? How can there be such a person?

"Sir, can you let them go?" the guide asked.

In the first battle yesterday, they had already seen the strength of this person. One person killed so many people, and they had a hundred shots, which can be described as horror.

"No!" Zhang Feng said.

The guide was afraid to speak.

Zhang Feng got into the car and the guide looked at the group of people pitifully, thinking that he probably wouldn't get the money for the guide.

And following this person is probably too bad luck. Take one step and count one step. At least he is still alive now. This person needs a guide. Could it be that he came here to make a fortune?

It is possible!

From beginning to end, those reporters were still there, probably waiting to die. Let's look at their good fortune, but the guide doesn't know why they can't let them go?

"What's your name?"

Zhang Feng asked while driving.

"My name is Lacy!" the guide said.

"Diarrhea?"

Lacy nodded, and Zhang Feng understood that it was only a transliteration, not a diarrhea.

"You can call me Li!" Zhang Feng said.

"Yes!"

Lacy was very smart, so he didn't ask much, and Zhang Feng answered after asking.

Now Zhang Feng knows that the group of people last night was a subordinate named Hurd.

Hurd is a warlord with good strength in Araka. He is backed by big powers and has a mediocre reputation. He has never done anything against humanity, such as kidnapping and tearing tickets. Those reporters are also looking for death and want to interview him, no It's strange to be caught.

Originally, they were to be arrested and sent out. Unexpectedly, I met Zhang Feng here, and Zhang Feng destroyed them all.

Now that Zhang Feng wants to come, Hurd is not bad.

In this chaotic place, it is good to be able to do this, unlike those terrorist organizations in the so-called free country.

"What about the others?" Zhang Feng asked.

Lacy said, "Sir, I don't know what you mean?"

"What are the forces of Aracatu?" Zhang Feng asked.

Lacy understands, what do you want this person to do here? Don't you know this?

"There are government forces, there are resistance forces, and armed forces of all sizes." Lassi said in a nutshell.

"more specific!"

"Good sir!" Lassi responded, "The government army is much stronger, controlling most of the area and the population, and the backing is the United States; the rebel army is weaker, and only an arms dealer in Ross supports them. ."

"The current situation is that the entire Alacati is in chaos, and the government forces cannot control the situation. Because the number of rebels is increasing, it is said that the United States will send troops to intervene."

Zhang Feng knows it. It is estimated that the United States has contributed to everything behind the scenes. When the scene is uncontrollable, they appear grandiosely and come here peacefully under the police nature.

This is their usual trick, used many times.

When the time comes, if the United States does send troops, then the situation will change, and Zhang Feng still doesn't know what his mission is here, so Zhang Feng is not very active, so he will go to Alacati first.

Two hours later, Zhang Feng saw a big city. Almost everywhere there were ruined city streets. There were sparse people walking by. No one's shops on both sides of the street were closed. It is estimated that the boss has already left. It is empty, there is nothing.

Relatively speaking, Wanda City is much better than here.

Da da……

At this moment, I don't know where the gunshots sounded, the quiet gunshots, the people on the street were indifferent, as if they were setting off firecrackers.

Zhang Feng couldn't help feeling, how to live?

"Go find a quiet place to rest first!" Zhang Feng said.

"Okay, sir!" Lacy didn't dare say anything, "sir, go to the left!"

Zhang Feng followed his directions.

"Sir, can I live in my house?" Lassi asked.

"Do you have family still here?"