Super Special Forces King

Chapter 548 Boris' Report

548、

Inside the military lunch box, the compressed biscuits and dark chocolate have been cut apart, and they are very sticky, with vegetables sandwiched between them.

Yun Qian glanced at it, smelled it, and shook his head decisively.

It seems that I don’t know how to make a small mouth, and the smell is very strange, it must not taste good.

Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and didn't force her to try it.

good to eat? It is certainly impossible.

However, it can replenish sufficient energy, and the slight heat and stickiness can be easily accepted by the stomach, and it is easier to absorb, and the influence of vegetables and the sugar in chocolate are all necessary for the body.

General Zhang Feng took the lunch box from the fire, let it cool for a while, and put it into his mouth.

The mixed taste was very difficult to swallow, but he didn't care. If you can eat such food every day on the battlefield, it is simply a luxury. Although it is not delicious, it is better than dry compressed biscuits when swallowed into the throat.

As for Yun Qian not to eat, Zhang Feng laughed. After two meals, she knew how luxurious food that seemed to have no appetite and smelled more nauseous.

Filling his stomach, Zhang Feng looked at her softly, and he understood what Yun Qian was worried about.

Then he said: "Yun Qian, I know what you are worried about. I also want to perform the operation as soon as possible. After all, there is such a time bomb in my head that I don't know what kind of time bomb, and I am always worried about him exploding. It’s not good. But I really can’t do it right now. I can’t throw the dancers, Johnson and the others here. It was the Huangquan mercenary group that I took with them to form. I can’t patronize myself at this time of life and death. Let them face the enemy alone? If that’s the case, is Zhang Feng still a human being? What do you say? If that is the case, would you still like me?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Qian sighed and nodded.

What Zhang Feng said, she didn't understand. But people are always selfish, and feelings are even more inclined. Although she understands, she is more worried about Zhang Feng's safety.

Although she knew that she was selfish in thinking this way, she couldn't help but think about it.

He touched his belly unconsciously, and said: "I understand. But I..."

Zhang Feng didn't let her speak any more. Some things can be thought of in her heart, but she must never say them.

"I know, I know all! Yun Qian, I promise you that when this matter is over, I will do the operation with you obediently. Also, it may not be long before the battle here will begin, so I will let Zhao Qiang come to pick you up. You should go back to the lost house in Rwanda and stay there. It is safe there. It is too dangerous here."

"No! I won't go!" Yun Qian steadily shook his head, "I won't leave what you say, I will stay by your side! Don't persuade me!"

"You..." Zhang Feng was a little speechless, and finally he couldn't refuse: "There is no discussion about this matter!"

Reaching out to embrace Yun Qian's shoulders, he said emotionally: "Yun Qian, I can't lose you, let alone put you in a dangerous situation! So this matter is not considered."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yun Qian's reaction, turned over and fell directly to the ground, closed his eyes with his arm, and started to sleep.

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The forerunner of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps finally took over with the large force brought by Joseph.

The spearhead sent out had three hundred mercenaries, and now they meet, only one hundred are left! Two hundred people were lost.

The most suffocating thing was that he paid the price of two hundred mercenaries, without even knowing who the other party was and which organization it belonged to.

And from the beginning to the end, he was led by the nose, and the other party paid a negligible price to achieve this.

The mercenaries brought by Joseph, the head of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps, are thousands! It can be seen how dedicated he is to the gold mine in the blood wolf mercenary group resident.

After the reunion, Joseph did not order the troops to move forward, but stationed in place to let the exhausted mercenaries rest.

His character is the opposite of his brother Mayweather, and he is extremely cautious and suspicious.

So the first thing in the reunion is to let Mayweather and Boris report. You must figure out who your opponent is this time.

In the makeshift marching tent, Mayweather stood idly, while Boris stood aside respectfully, bowing his head.

Joseph sitting in the chair had an ugly face and lost two hundred mercenaries. Although this loss did not hurt his mercenaries, it still made him feel painful.

"Mayweather, you say, what the **** is going on? Why are we losing so much?"

"Big Brother! I can't be blamed for this matter, the other party is so mysterious, I don't know when it will appear." Mayweather quibbled.

"Don't call me big brother, I don't have a stupid brother like you! Don't you have no brains? Are you joking? As a commander, why didn't you make the right judgment in time?" Joseph yelled angrily .

Mayweather stubbornly couldn't tell why, so he dropped his head and looked at his toes.

Joseph stared at him fiercely, his eyes fell on Boris' face, and said, "Boris, you say!"

"Yes, head!" Boris agreed, secretly saying in his heart that it's finally time for him to perform.

"It's such a leader! First of all, we must make sure that the number of the opponent's mercenary group is not large, at least not many people have worked with the leading units of our Death Scythe mercenary group! But every enemy is a master and is good at it. Jungle special operations, this is also an important reason for the casualties caused by the opponent's insufficient number of people.

The second point is that the opposing commander is very clever and uses frontal feints to attract our attention. Then attack us from the left, right and back three directions. The rhythm of the attack is very well mastered. When we want to counterattack, we decisively withdraw our troops, completely afraid of our chance to catch up! After we broke through, we bite behind us again, completely preventing us from rest!

Commander Joseph, I think it is these two reasons that made the leading troops of the Death Scythe mercenary group suffered such heavy casualties. "

Hearing his analysis, Joseph leaned back on the chair, his fingers touched the stubble chin, his face was sullen, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing what he was thinking, Boris closed his mouth consciously. But Mayweather looked very unconvinced, and kept rubbing his toes against the ground, muttering in his mouth to know what he was talking about.