Super Special Forces King

In less than half an hour, the two dug a pit three meters wide and less than two meters deep and more than a dozen long pits, but they did not dig into frozen soil.

"Go to a distance to chop wood, and there are leaves!" Zhang Feng said he went first.

Sharapova still doesn't understand, just this trap? Less than two meters deep, Sharapova can get up in one jump, and even if there is some sharp wood underneath, the students' reaction ability will not fall into it.

When Sharapova wondered, Zhang Feng had already brought the green coniferous branches and laid them on.

When Sharapova saw this, she went to get leaves.

After half an hour, the project was completed, and Zhang Feng returned to the small hills where he was hiding an hour ago.

"Feng, what are you going to do?"

At this point, Sharapova seems to have understood Zhang Feng's intentions. The trap was not to kill them, but to stop them.

"Kill them one by one!" Zhang Feng said coldly.

Then took out a box of bullets from the backpack, more than a hundred bullets.

Sharapova got excited and now understands everything.

When those students passed by, they would suddenly sink into the pit, and it would suddenly be messed up, and then Zhang Feng on the mountain could deal with them one by one.

Sharapova is very enjoyable thinking about this!

But it quickly thought of a question, and asked: "What if they don't come?"

Zhang Feng waited for half an hour before speaking, which made Sharapova anxious to death.

"that's it!"

Zhang Feng raised his gun and fired a shot into the sky.

Bang...

The gunfire resounded throughout the valley, alarming the birds in the forest.

Sharapova smiled, she was so excited, she liked to kill them directly like this.

In less than twenty minutes, the team that passed through here more than an hour ago returned. This is a valley. Gunshots rang from above the valley, and gunshots would spread from other places.

Even if they were in the valley, they couldn't determine where the gunfire came from.

It is more than two thousand meters away from the trap, and within a few hundred meters of the trap, there is an open area with no big trees, completely becoming a living target.

It depends on Zhang Feng's technique. There are more than one hundred people. It is very difficult to kill them within a minute. Once they find something is wrong, they will leave immediately, and the bullet will not be hit by that time.

Due to the confusion of the gunfire, they did not stop, but moved forward quickly. Each of them had wooden skateboards on their feet, so they were not stupid.

They are only a few hundred meters away from the trap. Sharapova's heart touched her throat. If they didn't go up, the pit would be wasted.

Finally they did not stop, and continued to move forward, fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, one meter...

They risked to get in, but they couldn't react later, or their inertia was too strong and they all ran into it.

A group of people turned over.

While Sharapova was nervous, the gunshots in Zhang Feng's hand rang.

boom……

In the next scene, a person stood up with red smoke, indicating that he had been killed. He sat there on the bottom, took off the badge on his shoulder, and walked back after a while.

Withdraw the shell, load the bullet, everything is so smooth.

In less than two seconds on average, a bullet passed, and one person smoked.

After ten people were smoked, they finally reacted.

They didn't run away, but lay in the pit so that the bullet could not hit.

But this trick didn't work much. Zhang Feng was on the top and down, and the pit was not very deep. They were all within the shooting range.

They were killed one by one, and they had no power to fight back, because it was impossible to determine where the gunfire came from.

Their location is on a steep slope. They came down from the **** just now, so the speed is very fast.

"If it is you, how should you escape?" Zhang Feng asked Sharapova as he hit.

At this time, Sharapova was completely stunned. She knew Zhang Feng was not a sniper, and her sniping skills were not as good as the judges of their Huangquan team, but she was wrong. Now it seems that Zhang Feng’s sniping skills are very strong. No less than a judge.

Sharapova was thinking, what else would he not?

Now more than one hundred of the world's top special forces are harvested by him like a cabbage.

If it was a real bullet, more than a hundred people would have splashed blood on the spot!

Every one of them is a treasure!

"I, I don't know!"

Sharapova didn't know how to escape, because the speed of the students couldn't be faster than bullets, and the target was so big, Zhang Summit was the first to kill those who tried to escape.

He didn't need to aim at all, although he used an eight-fold lens, almost immediately pulling the trigger when the bullet entered.

Then there was red smoke in the next scene.

In less than two minutes, all the more than one hundred people turned their heads and walked away dejectedly. They were still walking with red smoke, one by one, silently, and they regarded themselves as dead.

But when they drove away from the valley, they finally spoke.

"Where is the instructor? Does anyone know?"

"I know, it's on a big tree hundreds of meters away to the northwest! Just now my back was facing that side, and the rubber bullet hit my back!"

"No, the instructor is in the south!"

"No, it's in the southwest."

"No, it's on the northern slope!"

"Possibly, if I were an instructor, I would also choose a sniper spot there."

"You are stupid, we can all think, the teacher doesn't know? Will he make us think so easily?"

Everyone stopped talking, very sad, and they didn't know where the enemy was after they were killed.

They have never encountered such a situation before. Before coming to the training camp, they were the pride of the army, and all the assessments were in front of them.

This time in individual training, Zhang Feng slapped them in the face severely. How could he not be discouraged?

At the moment on the hill, Zhang Feng was collecting bullets and putting it in his backpack, and continued to wait.

More than an hour later, another team appeared in Sharapova's observation mirror.

Sharapova said in surprise: "Here, here comes!"

Show the eight-fold mirror to Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng took it to see that they were within range, but if they were close to the forest and killed one person, the others would immediately react and hide in the forest.

And they seem to be waiting for something.

Zhang Feng saw Hua Yao, who led the team.

"This Hua Yao is still good, with a sense of danger! Great progress!" Zhang Feng said quietly.

"Feng, what did you say?" Sharapova couldn't understand.

Zhang Feng speaks Chinese. Although Sharapova knows a little bit, she only greets her everyday, because Chinese is too difficult to learn!