Super Special Forces King

Chapter 457: The Calculation of Kurt (1)

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The passport and visa matters are left to Mike. Mike naturally has no complaints. He can't wait to fly back to the United States to see his mother.

Zhang Feng got into the bathroom and applied layers of cosmetics on his face. Although he hadn't used makeup disguise, he didn't feel unfamiliar.

Half an hour later, Zhang Feng walked out of the bathroom, already unable to see his original face.

At this moment, Zhang Feng looks fairer, his facial features look more three-dimensional, and the shape of the corners of his eyes has also changed. The original age of about 20 years old seems to have a lot of wrinkles, and he is about 40 years old. Middle-aged.

The color of the hair also turns golden yellow under the effect of the dye.

At this moment, Zhang Feng looks like an American, instead of an Asian facial features.

Seeing Zhang Feng come out, Johnson's expression was taken in a daze, and then he immediately reacted, secretly speechless in his heart, it was impossible to tell what his original appearance was like.

And there are no loopholes that people can see through the makeup at a glance.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly and looked at Johnson. The image of Johnson is really eye-catching, and he often appears next to him. Anyone with a discerning eye can find out the relationship between Johnson, himself, and Zhai Qiang through investigation. The relationship will inevitably reach Manfred's ears, and his plan will completely lose its meaning.

Shaking his head slightly, he said, "Johnson, you come in with me, and I will also change your look."

But seeing Johnson's face that was so dark to the limit, it was also difficult. With such a dark face, you can't change his face even if you apply a hundred layers of powder.

Just about to let Johnson in, he dispelled the idea, and said, "Johnson, you go to the city to buy a hair set for women now. The longer the hair, the better!"

Johnson was confused. What did you buy a wig for a woman?

Although there were doubts in his mind, the orders to Zhang Feng were executed unconditionally.

It didn't take long. After an hour, Johnson would return to the house with a few wigs stuffed in the bag he was carrying.

Zhang Feng took out a wig and put it on Johnson's big bald head, and said, "Johnson, do you have dirty braids?"

Johnson nodded. Dirty braids are for blacks the same as ponytails for Asian women.

When Johnson stood in front of the mirror, some couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was themselves.

Zhang Feng nodded, now I am afraid no one can recognize Johnson. Although only wearing a wig.

The thick dirty braids are too conspicuous and will draw people's attention from Johnson's face, so that no one will notice what he looks like.

This is a reason to have characteristics to cover up shortcomings.

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When the sky gradually dimmed, Zhang Feng and Johnson drove out of the gate of the house.

Although Kurt is the Minister of Internal Affairs of the government army, he does not live in the barracks. He has his own house in the urban area of ​​Rwanda, covering a large area. It has been stationed by members of the government for a long time, and the guards are still tight.

What Zhang Feng had to do was to go to Kurt's house as a guest without invitation.

At this moment, both Zhang Feng and Johnson were wearing camouflage combat uniforms, with armbands on their arms, but they were not from the Huangquan Mercenary Corps.

The Huangquan Mercenary Corps hasn't had its own armband, and Zhang Feng has not figured out what kind of pattern the armband should be designed.

The armband they are now wearing is a weeping wolf head, which is the armband of the blood wolf mercenary group.

Kurt's house is not considered hidden. Vehicles drive into the rich area, which is completely two worlds from the slums of Rwanda.

The bright street lights and the necessary facilities for daily life are complete, and even a 24-hour supermarket can be seen, which is simply unimaginable in a civilian area.

Several kilometers away from Kurt’s house, Zhang Feng and Johnson stopped the car.

Zhang Feng even took out a timed bomb from his backpack and put it in the front hood of the car.

Walking towards Kurt's house, the bodies of the two people were hidden in the shadows beneath the wall, watching carefully.

The wall of the house is four to five meters high, and there are soldiers patrolling around, and each one is loaded with live ammunition.

Zhang Feng pointed at the soldier in the distance, and Johnson nodded beside him, and his body plunged into the night.

His body is sturdy and large, and he is indeed very agile when he moves at the moment, and his speed is also extremely fast, and there is no sound from his feet falling on the ground.

Seeing Johnson's operation, Zhang Feng lurked towards another soldier.

The two approached the soldier almost at the same time. Zhang Feng drew a sharp short knife, one hand tightly covered the soldier's mouth, and the sharp blade cut his throat.

The wound bloomed with a blood line, and gradually expanded, and the blood poured out frantically, and it was already dead in a moment and could not die.

Johnson clasped the soldier's head with his hands and twisted it, with a crackle, directly twisting the soldier's neck bone.

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly. The warriors from the primitive tribe were willing to twist their necks. It was really lacking in artistry and too rough.

Both of them leaned their bodies against the wall, as if they were napping against the wall.

When they met again, Zhang Feng put his ears on the wall, listening to him, there was no sound in the wall, and nodded to Johnson.

Johnson leaned his back against the wall and spread his legs, placing his palms on each other on his lower abdomen.

Zhang Feng stepped back two steps, his body rushed up suddenly, and his foot stepped on Johnson's palm.

Johnson's violent power burst out and directly threw Zhang Feng in from the four-meter-high wall.

He was half squatting on the ground and his sight was very wide. The lawns were neatly trimmed. It seemed that Kurt would still enjoy life very much.

Put your fingers on the headset lightly, and said in a low voice: "Safe!"

After a while, Johnson also climbed in from the wall, both of them lowered their bodies and moved quickly toward the distant villa.

Seeing the villa right in front of him, Zhang Feng suddenly pressed his palms on Johnson's back, and the two of them crawled on the ground at the same time.

Seeing a group of patrolling soldiers patrolling around the villa, Zhang Feng just heard their footsteps before taking action.

After crawling on the ground for ten minutes, the patrolman walked around to the other side of the villa. Zhang Feng nodded and stood up from the grass again, and quickly ran towards the door of the villa.

With tactical gloves on his palms, so don't worry about leaving fingerprints, Zhang Feng turned the door open, and the two quickly got into the villa and closed the door of the villa backhand.