Super Special Forces King

Chapter 404

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The knees pressed against the mercenary's waist and eyes made him unable to exert any strength, and his hands tightly covered his mouth so that he could not call for help. The sharp blade pierced and turned in his neck quickly.

Blood rushed out from the bloodletting trough and the wound, staining Zhang Feng's knife-holding hand with blood red. Several breathing mercenaries became limp, their eyes staring as if they were about to come out of their eye sockets, still dead and could not die.

Using a mercenary camouflage uniform, he wiped the blood on his hands and the knife, then slowly took him off the communication headset and put it on his ears.

After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the jungle again, and the conversation between the mercenaries was constantly heard in the ears.

Knowing that the **** wolf head armband represents the blood wolf mercenary group, Zhang Feng has this name in his heart. Because they had blood and deep feud with Johnson, they also promised Johnson to help him get revenge.

Hearing the support of the blood wolf mercenary troop, he would rush over in about four hours, and the corner of his mouth could not help but sneered. Four hours? I'm afraid that at that time, their bodies will be eaten by wild beasts, leaving only bones.

Taking the peak out of the backpack, it really pointed Zhang Feng a direction again. This time Zhang Feng didn't hesitate, and quickly followed his direction.

The reason why he risked killing mercenaries at close range was to get communication headsets. If a gun is fired, the sound of the gunshot and the screams before death will inevitably be transmitted to the opponent's ears through the headset.

An experienced commander will definitely switch the communication frequency band, and only by risking close-range killings to prevent the opponent from warning can he obtain a headset without the opponent knowing.

Zhang Feng's speed is not fast, it can even be said to be relatively slow, every step he takes is careful. Although there is a peak to guide the mercenary's general direction, he does not know where the enemy is hiding.

Obvious differences have been found in the enemy successively. First find out that you have the advantage of convenience, the enemy is in the dark, and you have the initiative to fight or withdraw. But if it is discovered by the opponent first, the positions of the enemy and the enemy will be completely exchanged.

So for the sake of safety, Zhang Feng could only search and advance cautiously, simply knowing that the opponent's reinforcements still had four hours to arrive, and there was plenty of time.

After searching for half an hour in the direction of the peak, he finally found out where the enemy's mercenaries were hiding.

There is a mercenary hidden in the canopy of a height of seven or eight meters. The body is completely hidden among the dense leaves, with only a pair of combat boots exposed outside.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he was really able to hide, and he was about to go to heaven.

With his back leaning on the big tree, Zhang Feng breathed evenly, his body suddenly flashed out from behind the tree, raising his gun and shooting, the action was done in one go.

"Hmm..." With a bitter snoring, the mercenary on the canopy fell from a height of seven or eight meters, his body crushed two sturdy branches in the air, and his back landed on the ground.

Through the scope, Zhang Feng saw that the opponent's gunshot wound was located below the center of his chest. It should be a penetrating lung lobe. Although he was not killed immediately, the end of his death was doomed. It was nothing more than time.

As he was about to retreat, Zhang Feng's scalp suddenly became numb, and his back was cold and sweaty.

The body was crawling forward without warning. At this moment, a sharp gunfire suddenly sounded, and the bullet penetrated the backpack behind Zhang Feng and shot into the tree trunk.

Sawdust splashed, leaving a black crater the size of a thumb on the trunk.

Before Zhang Feng had time to rejoice, he heard a painful sob from his backpack. peak!

I was too nervous just now and forgot the peak behind my head.

Hearing his whimper, he was slightly relaxed. Can whimper, at least not killed by a shot.

It is too late to check the situation of the peak, and there are mercenaries secretly locking themselves.

These thoughts flashed through Zhang Feng's mind between the electric light and flint. The moment his body landed, he leaped forward for a distance of four or five meters with his palm supporting the ground.

The bullet seemed to be chasing him, banging behind him.

There is no time to consider other things, and it is important to escape at this moment. He got up and rushed toward the jungle. Every time his body changed the direction of running, there would be a short pause. This was the best time for the opponent to shoot. However, Zhang Feng chose three trees for each pause. After forming a triangular tree, such three trees can form a dead spot for shooting.

The gunshots behind him were still roaring, Zhang Feng's right leg suffered a sharp pain, and his body suddenly rushed forward. A few ups and downs disappeared in the realization of the mercenary.

"Damn it! Captain Vulture let him run away again. But I hit him." The mercenary cursed and passed it through the headset into Zhang Feng's ear.

"Okay. Chase right away!" said the sulky voice.

Zhang Feng was hiding in the grass pit at the moment, a bullet was passed through the inside of his calf and the camouflage uniform was pulled out, and even a long wound was brought out of the calf.

Regardless of the injury on his body, he hurriedly carried the peak out of the backpack. After seeing it, there was a wound on his calf being rubbed by a bullet.

With a wry smile in my heart, I didn't expect Feng and himself to be really fate, and the injuries were all in the same position.

Take out the gauze from the backpack, cover the headset with your hand, and say in a low voice: "Feng, your injury is not a big problem." As he said, gently wrap Feng's mouth with gauze to prevent it from being critical. I couldn't bear the pain and screamed, then things would be really big.

As for the injury to himself and Feng's leg, Zhang Feng didn't care at all, it was just a skin injury and it didn't get in the way.

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The mercenaries who were tracking behind continued to track forward along the bloodstains wiped on the weeds. His face was filled with excitement of impending revenge. As long as he followed the bloodstains, he was not afraid that the other party could escape.

While guarding the surrounding situation, to be honest, he was a bit scared by Zhang Feng. He thought that the killer shot was hidden by the other party. This kind of crisis consciousness can only really survive from the sea of ​​blood. Only the veterans can have it.

He was walking forward along the blood stains, suddenly a drop of water fell on his face, and he reached out and wiped it, and found that it was actually a bright red blood stain.

There was panic in his eyes immediately, before he could think about it, he raised the automatic rifle in his hand and shot, but there was a bullet faster than him, and it penetrated his soldier helmet and shot into his sky spirit cover.

The mercenary's eyes were full of disbelief. There were blood stains on the ground in front of him. Why did he appear on top of his head.

The so-called soldiers, deception! Zhang Feng took advantage of his psychology and arranged a kill game.