Super Special Forces King

Chapter 401 Blood Wolf Mercenary Group

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"Brother Feng, what do you do?" Johnson asked.

Zhang Feng rolled his eyelids, slapped his slap on the back of Johnson's head, and said with a smile: "Made, what else can I do? I will go back by myself."

Although it was easy to hear from him, Johnson also understood that there might be something important about Zhang Feng, so he nodded and said with a smile: "Well, Brother Feng, you must be careful."

Hand the Tooth Skull over and tell him to retreat with Johnson and wait until tomorrow morning when the sun is scorching. Today, it happened to take advantage of the night to travel all night.

He took out the peak from the backpack, handed it to Johnson's hand, rubbed its little furry head, and said, "You should go back with Johnson. You shouldn't mess around on the road, you know?"

Feng, who was pinched by Johnson's big hand, was constantly twisting and struggling, and his four claws scratched indiscriminately. He turned his head and bit his fangs towards Johnson's arm, making Johnson quickly let go of his hand.

Feng fell on the ground and ran to Zhang Feng's feet, and his fangs bitten Zhang Feng's trousers.

Zhang Feng smiled helplessly. This little guy is really spiritual. He hugged him in his hands and rubbed two hands, and smiled helplessly: "It's better to follow me. Johnson, Yagu tribe will leave it to you two. Got it now."

Yagu and Johnson nodded and greeted the natives of the tribe to continue on their way.

Zhang Feng hugged Feng in his arms and smiled: "Follow me, but don't just yell, you know?"

Feng seemed to be able to understand what he was saying and stretched out to lick his palm.

Zhang Feng did not immediately transfer, but put Feng back in his backpack and walked towards the parked jeep.

At the beginning, a grenade was placed under the brake. As long as the opposing driver stepped on the brake, it could detonate. Now it seems that it needs to be arranged well.

After getting into the car to take out the grenade, and after removing two grenade from his body, Zhang Feng's mouth sneered.

It's fine if the opponent doesn't chase over. Once the opponent chases over, the grenade will explode to make them close the pot properly.

Without thinking of the direction in which Johnson and the others were moving, they went after him, but went back into the jungle.

Lurking in the dense weeds on the edge of the jungle, the camouflage combat uniform on his body blends perfectly with the surrounding environment. With the cover of night, I am afraid that even if someone walks closer, he will not notice it.

Just waiting quietly.

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The mercenaries who followed did not make Zhang Feng wait too long. As soon as the sky cleared, three jeeps entered his line of sight.

Zhang Feng's eyes were attached to the scope, observing the mercenaries in the car, his brows were slightly frowned.

From the look of weapons and mercenaries, these mercenaries are not comparable to the rabble of the Fire Ant Mercenary Group.

His gaze fell on the armbands of their arms again, with blood-weeping wolf heads, and their brows frowned deeper.

Secretly said in his heart: "It seems that it is a price to get the loyalty of the Johnson tribe." A glimpse shows the whole leopard, presumably this mercenary group may be difficult to deal with.

Lurking in the grass, Zhang Feng's body remained motionless. The peak inside the backpack also felt Zhang Feng's tense body, and his small head was still not moving when it was retracted inside the backpack.

The three cars parked backwards in front of the jeep that Zhang Feng had touched.

The vulture got out of the car, and his eyes fell on the car. The car that exploded just now left him with lingering fears. Now that he has found a car again, he can't help but wonder if anyone has ever touched this car?

Thinking like this in my mind, he said: "Past personal inspections to see if there is anything in the car."

When even a mercenary who was not afraid of death boldly walked to the front of the car and carefully inspected the front and back, he took out a grenade from the front cover of the car.

"Captain, as expected, someone moved their hands and feet. There is a grenade!" the mercenary shouted. The moment he saw the grenade, the cold sweat behind him fell down. After a closer look, he realized that the steel pin of the grenade was not pulled out. It was a false alarm.

The vulture nodded, it seemed that someone was eyeing the blood wolf mercenary group.

"Look around, can you find the trace left by the other party."

Hearing that, the mercenaries were hunted around, and soon some mercenaries shouted: "There are footprints here! It is about to be covered by wind and sand. It should be a while."

The footprints he found were left by the migration of the indigenous people led by Johnson, and it was precisely because of this that Zhang Feng did not leave with them all the way but stayed here.

Two-legged people must not be able to run four wheeled cars. If these mercenaries catch up with them, they will be able to save their lives, but many indigenous people will inevitably die.

Zhang Feng had already regarded these indigenous people as his treasures, how could he allow them to lose, so he stayed.

Knowing that he could not wait any longer, the sight of the scope locked the mercenary who found the footprints, breathing steadily, and decisively pulling the trigger with his fingers.

"Puff." The gunshot sounded, the mercenary was shot in the heart, blood spattered, and his body collapsed, killing him with a single shot.

The rest of the mercenaries responded in the shortest amount of time, swiftly crawling on the ground, pulling the bolt, and the howling bullets poured in the direction where the bullet came.

The advantage of this is to prevent secretly sneak attacks again. Although the specific location of the other party is not known, the covering shooting can force the other party out.

Without being forced by them, Zhang Feng quickly got up after the point kill, catted his waist, and quickly got into the jungle.

With a distance of at least 500 meters between the two sides, and a few ups and downs, Zhang Feng's figure completely disappeared from the sight of the mercenaries.

The face of the vulture was ugly to the extreme, and the opponent was obviously prepared to wait for an ambush here.

"Chasing! If it is possible to keep alive, I would like to see who dares to do something to our blood wolf people. If there is no survival, then just kill it."

He was confident, because the squad he brought were all retired soldiers from various countries, and they were veterans who had survived battles. Isn't it easy to catch a cold gun?

The mercenaries all got up quickly, holding their guns vigilantly, looking around and looking around, as long as there was a suspicious trace in the scope, they would pull the trigger without hesitation.

The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth that had moved to the second shooting point evoked a murderous sneer, very good, as long as the arrangement left by him can play the biggest role.

At this moment, his position is behind a sturdy tree with a crooked neck. The trunk can just block his body, and the protruding branches are suitable for holding the gun.

The enemies in the scope are all in the flat wasteland, except for creeping on the ground, there is no dune that can hold the cover.