Super Special Forces King

Chapter 541 The true face of Mayweather?

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Gunshots were still sporadic, but they kept sounding.

Boris found Mayweather and said quickly: "Deputy Commander, we must come up with countermeasures as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Mayweather's head is like a paste, where can I think of any way.

I can only look at Boris with expectant eyes and ask: "Boris, what do you think should be done now? Otherwise, we will defend like this, and the casualties will not be great anyway! My elder brother said, he will be in three days. Will arrive with the large troops of our Death Scythe mercenary group! Then we can get revenge!"

Boris cursed secretly in his heart: "Trash, idiot!"

Three days? Can the current situation last for three days, waiting for the support of the large forces?

I'm afraid that if I can't figure out a way to deal with it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to spend tonight! The casualties are indeed small, but the pressure on the soldiers' psychology is too great!

You don't know where the place will appear from, or when it will be killed. But he can't fight back at all, so the process of waiting for death is infinitely fearful!

Fearful emotions continue to swell. When the critical point is reached, the tense nerves completely collapse, and some people start to escape. After all, no one wants to wait to die!

Once a person starts to abscond, it will spread and form a large-scale rout, which will disintegrate from within!

The brows were twisted together tightly, and finally said with a cold voice: "Deputy commander, we should immediately start and break through! Just move in the direction where the commander came and meet them as soon as possible!"

"No!" Mayweather refused decisively: "No! Absolutely not! My brother ordered me to take someone here and wait for him!"

"Waste! What a pure waste!" Boris cursed secretly in his heart.

The group leader is not here now. I don't know what happened, and the order will inevitably deviate. Moreover, he will not be affected by the foreign ruler's fate, and should make corresponding changes according to the situation at any time.

Although he thought so in his mind, Boris knew that only Mayweather had command power, and he could only patiently say: "Deputy commander, why don't you call the commander now and communicate?"

Mayweather patted his forehead, why didn't he think of it! He quickly found the satellite phone in his backpack and dialed the phone of his elder brother Joseph.

After connecting, he quickly said: "Big brother, things are not good now!"

As soon as Joseph heard this, there was another fire! The last call said that the situation was not good, but now it is not good again!

"What the **** is going on? You idiot!" Joseph almost roared.

The voice was very loud, even Boris could hear it clearly at a distance of three or four meters.

Mayweather didn't dare to argue, he couldn't make it clear for a long time.

Joseph was even more angry, but he also knew that his younger brother was just a mess. No matter how big the fire was with him, it would be useless. He could only hold back his anger and said in a deep voice, "Mayweather, you call Boris."

"Yes! Okay." Mayweather was relieved and quickly sent the phone to Boris.

Boris answered the phone and quickly said: "Head, the situation is like this..." At the moment, he spoke extremely fast, clearly and clearly what happened, and quickly reported to Joseph.

After a moment of silence, Joseph said in a deep voice: "Boris, retreat! Pay a certain price and retreat, marching towards me at full speed! Join my large forces as soon as possible!"

What he said coincided with Boris's thoughts. The latter naturally did not hesitate in his heart, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I understand the leader!"

"Yeah! Turn on the phone and give it to Mayweather!" Joseph's voice came into Boris' ears.

Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Boris's eyes, and he vaguely expected what would happen in his heart.

Turn on the satellite phone without submitting it to Mayweather and say: "Deputy commander, the commander wants to talk to you."

"Big Brother! I..."

Before Mayweather finished speaking, Joseph directly interrupted him, saying: "Mayweather, from now on, your troops will be in the hands of Boris and will be commanded by him! Do you hear clearly?"

Mayweather's face was full of disbelief!

"Big brother... listen to me..."

"Okay! You don't need to say anything! I really don't know how you have such a trash brother! Remember, you also have to listen to Boris's orders, hum, otherwise it depends on how to deal with you!" Joseph said fiercely , And hung up the phone directly after speaking, and did not give Mayweather a chance to speak again!

There was ecstasy in Boris's heart, but nothing showed on the surface.

The attitude became more and more respectful and said: "Deputy Mayweather! Although the commander says so, I will still listen to your orders, now please order your retreat?"

"Huh! Get out! Don't bother me!" Mayweather cursed angrily.

The disdain in Boris's eyes was fleeting, he nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, Mayweather's mouth showed a sneer, but it quickly disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Boris quickly ordered the troops to retreat!

Upon hearing this order, the mercenaries of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Group immediately began to move. They wanted to retreat a long time ago. Don't wait here as a living target. They will be killed sooner or later.

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Through the holographic infrared sight, Zhang Feng noticed the movement of the Death Scythe mercenary group, sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Want to run?"

The voice of the choreographer also sounded in the wireless microphone: "Madman, I'm afraid the goal is to escape? Why, chase or not?"

"Chasing? Why not chasing! We still maintain individual combat with individuals as the unit! When they move, there will be more exposed targets. Kill me! I want them to be exhausted!" Zhang Feng said viciously. His actions did not exceed his expectations. It can even be said that he is proceeding according to his plan. How can such an opportunity be let go!

The Death Scythe mercenary group began to retreat quickly, gunshots continued to sound, and mercenaries were shot and fell to the ground.

The mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group also fired back at the jungle of the night, but the targets were too scattered, their shooting was nothing but futile, and the only function was to listen to the sound.

Zhang Feng lowered his body and quickly shuttled through the jungle, keeping a proper distance from the Death Scythe mercenary group at all times.

He didn't shoot, but kept an eye on the target's movements. It's easy to kill one or two enemies, but you don't care about the overall situation. He needs to put all his attention on the whole, once there is any movement in the target, he can make the most corresponding and correct judgment!