Super Special Forces King

Chapter 490: Target Blood Wolf Mercenary Group (5)

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Although the spies looked extremely miserable, the vines caused only skin trauma, and did not hurt the muscles or bones, so it was not a major problem.

The spies had obviously been trained in torture, so under the continuous beating of the cane, they still pressed their teeth tightly, and didn't mean to let go.

The goshawk and the hound looked at each other, knowing that the fire was almost there.

Goshawk said at this moment: "Don't tell me yet?"

"Hey. I have said it, or you will kill me, or I won't say anything, you won't get any useful information from my mouth." The spy said with a grin.

Goshawk nodded and sneered: "Then wait for our head to come back here, it will be your death date!"

After speaking, Goshawk and Hound walked out of the room.

The spy lay motionless on the ground, only half an hour later he saw no one came in before he struggled to sit up from the ground.

The cane was not only drawn on his body, but also on the rope that bound his body.

The barbs on the cane cut the rope to the point of rot, just sticking together. In fact, this is the intention of the goshawk and the hunting dog, otherwise, how could he have a chance to escape?

The spy lowered his head stubbornly, and finally bit the rotted rope with his teeth, and slowly broke it with his teeth.

Breaking free from the rope, he didn't want to escape immediately. It's daytime. If you go out, you will definitely be spotted. And now that your calf is broken, it's inconvenient to move, so wait until dark.

Zhang Feng, who was busy in the station, became a cameraman at this moment. After completely deleting the photos in the spy camera, he took out the camera again this time to continuously take pictures of the station.

However, the pictures locked by Zhang Feng are all the old, weak and sick in the resident.

Even more, a woman in the resident area put on the white coat that Yun Qian brought over, and deliberately drew the Red Cross logo on the dress, and then photographed it.

After finishing the work, I handed the camera to Johnson's hands, and did not forget to say: "You two give me professionalism, don't show me your feet, you know?"

"Okay, Brother Feng, Yagu and I promise to complete the task." Johnson said.

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When night fell, the spies got up from the ground and fixed the broken leg with a broken plank and a blood-stained rope.

He limply walked to the door, pushed the door open, and saw no one around, he was ready to slip away.

As soon as I went out, I heard an intermittent roar from the next room, mixed with the sound of broken bottles.

"You fart! I...I am the confidant of the head, otherwise the head can leave... the camera to me for safekeeping."

Another voice with an obviously louder tongue also sounded at this time, "Huh...that's you shameless, begging the leader to let you keep it...or else the leader will definitely let me keep it!"

The spies heard that the voices of these two men were obviously drunk, and leaned against the wall and touched the room where the sound was coming from. What he was most worried about was the camera in their mouth.

He has already figured out the situation in this station. This station should be a mercenary group with a large number of people. The source of troops is relatively strong. It is not comparable to the mobs of the original fire ant mercenary group. It has been able to threaten their blood wolf mercenary group, and all the evidence is recorded in the camera.

If you can take the camera back, you must be rewarded.

Seeing the scene inside through the gap of the door panel, the two big men were shirtless, carrying the wine bottle, mocking each other while pouring the wine into their mouths.

He could smell the smell of wine permeating the room even through the door, showing that both of them drank a lot. Both of them looked drunk, with heavy eyelids, and I'm afraid they will get drunk soon.

The spy licked his lips, looked around, and saw that the station was very quiet, and the watchtower above his head had sentries, but now this location is just a dead corner of the watchtower, and it will not be easily found.

Thinking of this, he dispelled the idea of ​​running away immediately, and retracted his body into the dark corner to wait.

He didn't make him wait too long, and Zhang Feng's voice was heard in Johnson's ear: "You can get drunk."

Johnson in the room stood up swayingly, carrying the wine bottle, and said, "I tell you...whoop." Before the words were finished, he was already drunk and fell to the ground, snoring loudly.

When Yagu saw that Johnson was drunk, he also slapped his tongue and said, "Get up and drink, and see if I don't drink... I'll kill you." After speaking, the whole person was also directly lying on the table.

The acting skills of the two are not shrewd, but they are enough to fool the extremely nervous spies hiding outside.

Seeing that both of them were drunk, he got out of the corner and got into the room. When he saw the camera, he was placed in the center of the table.

I wanted to open it and found that the camera was out of power, so I could only pull out the camera's memory card and hold it in the palm of my hand.

When I was about to escape, I saw a camouflage uniform thrown in the room, so I took it on my body, and finally I didn't have to be sloppy.

After pushing the door open a gap and confirming safety, the spies flowed out of the resident.

And just after he left the station, Zhang Feng, with an automatic rifle on his back, followed out of the station.

Because Zhang Feng deliberately kicked and broke his leg, the speed of the spies was not fast, and Zhang Feng could easily hang far behind him without worrying about being discovered by him.

Depressing his body and lurking in the dark, Zhang Feng said in a low voice: "The fish has decoupled, you should rest."

After receiving Zhang Feng's order, both Johnson and Yagu got up and smiled at each other. They didn't expect that acting would be quite interesting.

The people standing on the watchtower are goshawks and hounds.

They are afraid of letting other special warfare personnel on duty and don't know the plan. When they find the spies, they will be dealt with with one shot. Then the overall plan will be ruined.

Therefore, the two of them personally took the post on the watchtower.

As the probe in front of him dipped into the dense jungle, Zhang Feng determined that this direction was exactly the direction of the blood wolf mercenary regiment.

Originally, I only suspected that he was dispatched by the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, but now it is completely certain.

Blood wolf mercenary group?

Zhang Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth. This time he was going to send a gift to the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group!

Two days have passed before the spies in front approached the blood wolf mercenary group resident.

His broken leg greatly affected his speed. In these two days, there was no food and only plant rhizomes could be used to supplement water. The state of the spies was already shaky.

There is a lot of fresh water and compressed food in Zhang Feng's backpack behind him, so in two days, Zhang Feng's stamina is still very abundant!