Super Special Forces King

Chapter 441 Bloody Night (3)

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Goshawk had already expected the other side to take this small path.

When the casino is attacked, the other party will definitely rescue them as soon as they learn about it, and the rescuer must count on every second, which can save ordinary time. It is strange that the other party does not take this trail.

So he divided the team into two in advance and lurked on both sides of the alley.

I originally thought that it would be a good thing if I could not use a pistol, but now the number of opponents is about 30, and everyone carries weapons, especially many people carry rifles.

If you stupidly use a dagger to fight the opponent, even if you can kill all of the opponent, you will inevitably have casualties on your side. Such things are not allowed to happen!

Therefore, he felt that this moment was the necessary moment that the head of the regiment said! Moreover, the opponent is the strongest gang in the area in which he is responsible. Completely killing the opponent can not only remove a malignant tumor, but also deter other less powerful forces.

Goshawk poked his head out slightly, and the opponent had already walked to the center of the 100-meter-long alley.

A murderous sneer evoked at the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his voice and said, "Kill...!"

"Kill—" His voice was passed into the ears of every impermanent special forces team through the communication headset!

Several big men suddenly rushed out from both sides of the alley, showing up without any greeting, and the pistol in his hand shot out quickly!

Sounded before and after! The khaki muzzle of the muzzle whizzed out, and the bullets were intertwined!

"Da da da da!" There was no interruption in the violent gunfire!

After hitting a shuttle bullet, quickly change into the magazine and continue shooting!

The gangsters walking in the front and the gangsters at the back had no reaction at all, their bodies were sieved by bullets, and their bodies fell trembling!

The people caught in the middle were crowded in the crowd and there was no chance to shoot. They could only watch the people in front fall one by one.

The only two-meter-wide alley made their numerical superiority impossible to use, and the sudden murderous intent made them chaotic.

There were a few messy counter-attack gunshots also completely dissipated, and no one in the entire alley was able to remain standing.

Even many of the dead bodies that fell to the ground were shattered by bullets.

The corpses were stacked on top of each other, and the walls on both sides were covered with blood and meat residue, as if they were covered with wet red paint.

"Stop shooting! Check the corpse!" Goshawk gave an order in a cold voice.

Hearing that, all the soldiers of the Black and Unchanging Special Operations Squad were putting away their guns and still smoking pistols, then drew out their daggers and quickly walked towards the alley.

survivor? Of course there is! ! !

The arm was torn off by the bullet, and the right chest was punched with a blood hole, but the person had not picked it up yet.

His eyes are big, his eyes are full of pleading. No one wants to die, they don't care about harvesting other people's lives, but when it's their turn to die, they become infinite fear.

A warrior of the Black and Unchanging Special Forces cut his throat with a dagger expressionlessly, and death was their end.

Goshawk was searching among the corpses, and he was searching for the boss he had seen on the gang's information.

Finally, I saw the person I was looking for from the deepest part of the body.

The corner of his mouth sneered, and he squatted down, with the tip of the dagger in his hand resting on his cheek, slowly piercing.

The sharp blade pierced his cheek and pierced out of the cheek on the other side.

"Brother, do you still play with me and pretend to be dead?" Goshawk's voice at the moment was like a ghost from Jiuyou Purgatory, at least for the person who was pierced by the cheek gang.

"Puff!" The sharp dagger cut across, directly cutting the cheeks on both sides of him, and at the same time his tongue was also cut off.

At this moment, the whole person seemed to be lost, with his lips cracked to the base of his ears.

The intense pain made him unable to support it anymore, and he got up from the ground like crazy, his eyes flushed, his hands and feet waving wildly at the goshawk in front of him.

"Huh! Use your own body to block bullets, you can do such shameless things!" Goshawk snorted coldly, kicking directly on his heart.

The body burst out, and the sharp dagger pierced his heart without stopping and moving forward.

The tip of the dagger came out from the back of his heart, one inch, two inches, three inches!

His back touched the wall, and the tip of the dagger pierced into the wall, forcibly nailing his body to the wall!

The painful eyes stared wide, as if they were about to pop out of the eye sockets.

The people under his team don't know why the Heiwuchang special team is called this name, but Goshawk knows that Heiwuchang is the messenger of the King of Hades, and the life-saving ghost!

Huangquan in the prefecture, black and white kills!

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Unlike the Goshawk, the Hound divides the ten fighters of his White Impermanence Special Forces Squad into a group with two of them, playing an assassination!

He has the information provided by Mike, and he knows where each boss's stronghold is located in his stronghold! The management system of the gangs is somewhat like the centralized power of the ancient feudal rule of the Huaxia Kingdom.

All the little brothers are relying on the boss, as long as the boss is killed, the loose quality will inevitably fall apart.

It's a simple matter to go out and kill those disobedient brothers at that time.

When the goshawk started to move, the hounds also started to move at the same time, at eight o'clock, and both sides acted at the same time to prevent the snake from screaming!

Five groups, two people in each group, while the hounds are in their own group and are responsible for one goal at the same time.

Working on six goals at the same time, the hound's plan can be described as bold. The reason why he dare to do this is because he has enough confidence in the fighters he has trained!

When the time was pointing to eight o'clock, the hound walked into the bar in a large suit.

The choreographer once unconsciously killed the fire ant mercenary group's eyeliner in Rwanda in this bar!

The hound walked into the bar, found a card station in a dark corner, sat down, and asked the service staff to bring two bottles of vogat.

He took out two dollar bills and threw them on the face of the waiter, both of them were picked up cheerfully.

The bar is different from the casino. Although it is just eight o'clock at the moment, many people are already drinking, and the dance floor is also very lively.

The hound unscrewed the lids of the two bottles of vodka, but didn't mean to drink it. Instead, they poured the bottles of wine into the cart, and the rich wine slowly diffused.

He stood up and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, smoking a cigarette as he walked outside.

When I went out four meters away, I took a sharp breath, and the butts of the cigarette were scarlet.

Without turning back, he flicked the cigarette **** in his hand behind him.

Cigarette butts were spinning in mid-air, falling on the card table.