Super Special Forces King

Chapter 428: Goshawk and Hound

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The nerve control chip implanted in the back of my head is like a bomb, and now my uncontrollable pain is like a burning lead, I am afraid it will explode completely in a short time!

Only when Yun Qian arrives can I find a way to dismantle the bomb, otherwise I can only use drugs to quench my thirst!

I don't know when I entered Mengxiang, but at six o'clock in the morning, I woke up early under the action of the biological clock, and heard the loud slogans sounding in the resident.

"kill!"

"kill!"

How about training? Zhang Feng opened the gate of the cave and walked out. He saw Qiang Sen, Yagu and their tribesmen training and fighting with the goshawk.

The Goshawk professors are all authentic special forces killing methods. Each move looks very simple, but the moves are all killer moves, and they are particular about ending the enemy's life as quickly as possible at the lowest cost.

Both Johnson and Yagu have good skills, but most of them rely on the natural strength of the body and have not been systematically trained. They are also very serious at the moment.

Johnson chose Bull Head, and Yagu chose Horse Face. Although they can speak Huaxia now, they don't know what bullhead horse noodles mean in Huaxia culture.

Seeing Zhang Feng coming out, the goshawk nodded to the field mouse beside him, and the latter replaced him to guide the people below, while the goshawk walked towards Zhang Feng with the hunting dog.

"We have decided. I joined the fighting force with the hunting dog, while the field mouse stayed as an instructor." Goshawk said solemnly.

Zhang Feng did not expect that they would make a decision so quickly, but he was a little surprised, so he said, "Can you give me a reason? Of course it is not necessary."

After a little hesitation, Goshawk said: "I and the hound need money. He has two children and I not only have children but also a seriously ill old mother."

"Oh... everything is money." Zhang Feng shook his head bitterly. It is difficult for a rich man, but a man without money.

"The field mouse still has an annual salary of 200,000 US dollars. You two doubled, and I promise to wrap you a big red envelope at the end of the year. So let’s find Zhai Qiang first to ask him to advance each of you 100,000 US dollars and send it back to China. It will be deducted from your year-end salary."

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, the goshawk and the hunting dog looked at each other, both of them saw the joy in each other's eyes. They agreed to the choreographer's invitation only when they were desperate, and until they were desperate, I am afraid that no one would become a war monger that everyone shouted. They originally wanted to advance a part of their salary, but they thought that they hadn't done anything yet. I'm afraid that it would be unreasonable to advance the salary, but they didn't expect Zhang Feng to take the initiative.

Goshawk was just about to speak, but Zhang Feng waved and interrupted: "If you want to say thank you, it's not necessary. Now that you have made a decision, then we are brothers. Brothers do not need to thank you. Goshawk, you are responsible for selecting from the Bull Head brigade Ten people, you are the team leader. Hounds are responsible for selecting ten people from the horse-mian brigade. You are the team leader. This matter will be done for me today. You two will train yourself, and I want to ensure that these two teams face The best special forces squad in any country has the power to fight. You understand what I mean, and I want you to forge them into the best fighters with the strongest combat effectiveness!"

Goshawk and Hound were shocked again. They couldn't imagine that they were entrusted with a heavy responsibility as soon as they agreed to join the fighting force.

After reluctantly retiring from the army, I have felt in the society what is the state of the world, what is the sophistication of the world, and what is the meaning of emptiness and suspense. They are not used to it, but they have a great ability but they are useless at all! Security guards, or bodyguards for the rich who treat them as inappropriate, they can't do it.

But at this moment, they feel valued and trusted. At this moment, they understand what the ancients meant when the ancients said that the people died for the confidant.

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Under the training of the three Goshawks, the soldiers in the entire garrison had their work and rest time completely set according to the domestic army. I trained in the morning and started the meal after another five kilometers of armed cross-country. The only thing left out was a song before the meal.

During the meal, Zhang Feng finally understood why the primitive tribes were so strong. Their eating speed and appetite were not comparable to ordinary people, and one person could surpass two or three normal people. And as long as there is meat on the table, no one will move other foods.

Think about how a person who grew up eating food compares with a person who grew up eating meat in terms of physical quality, and this meat-eating person has to run non-stop every day to survive, constantly fighting beasts.

After filling his stomach, Zhang Feng's cell phone rang. He originally thought Yun Qian had arrived in Rwanda, but when he took out the call, he saw that it was from Zhai Qiang.

After connecting, he said, "What's wrong? Zhai Qiang."

"Brother Feng, someone wants to see you."

"Huh? People from the Rwandan government? Who are they?" Zhang Feng was a little surprised. Zhai Qiang was responsible for the Rwandan government. Why would anyone want to see himself.

"Mayor of Rwanda City."

Hearing Zhai Qiang's words, Zhang Feng was even more surprised. The situation in Rwanda is different from that in the country. In the country, the military and government are separated. The mayor is mainly responsible for the development and construction of the city. There is also the secretary of the municipal party committee. He has no right to mobilize the local garrison.

In Rwanda, the mayor is the number one, an absolute figure in power, not only in charge of people’s livelihood rights, but also absolute control over the military.

"Okay. You make an appointment in the afternoon, and I will be there when that time comes." Being able to get in touch with the real power figures in Rwanda, this opportunity naturally cannot be given up. Once the two sides can establish sufficient friendship and exchanges of interest, it will be crucial to the development of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng frowned slightly, turned to look at the hound in the distance and shouted: "Hound, come here."

The hound ran over and said solemnly: "Head, what's the matter?"

"Head?" Zhang Feng smiled bitterly, and said: "Okay, you can do whatever you want. I want a miniature recording device, can you make it?"

"There is no problem with miniature recording equipment. It's just that the smaller the volume, the smaller the recording range."

Zhang Feng nodded, expecting the mayor of Rwanda to see that he would not be in public, and that the distance would not be too far, he said: "The smaller the better! Range is not a problem."

"That's okay." The Hound promised and walked towards the warehouse where military supplies were stored.