Super Special Forces King

Chapter 600

600.

Some of the mercenaries of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group became interested in Zhang Feng's letter of persuasion to surrender. After arguing for a few words, they were immediately ridiculed by others.

"What? Listening to you means you want to surrender this Huangquan mercenary group, right?"

"Want to be a traitor? Or a deserter?"

The mercenary quickly defended and said: "No, I am a mercenary of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps, how could I surrender! Just now it was just nonsense."

In fact, what is in his mind, how can other people know.

And even if he really wanted to surrender, he couldn't say it blatantly, otherwise he would be a dead end if he committed public anger.

The mercenaries who saw Zhang Feng's surrender book had the same thoughts as him, but they bury their thoughts in their hearts and dare not speak out.

In this situation, the effect Zhang Feng expected has been achieved.

In addition, when they saw the last friendship reminder in the Persuading Surrender Book, there was another scolding.

After being chased all night, and now I haven't rested for a long time, I have to continue to be attacked. There are only two hours in between, and now it is almost half an hour!

"What's the matter, I think this Huangquan special combat team is crazy, it is such a desperate attack!"

"If you want me to say, what else are we going to run, just get out of the way and fight with them."

"I think so too! When did our Death Scythe mercenary group have suffered so much! Besides, the opponent is just a little-known mercenary group!"

Some people want to fight back, and naturally others disagree, and immediately expressed their views.

"I don't think it is wise to start fighting with the Huangquan mercenary group now, and we don't know how many people they have in the mercenary group!"

"Although they don't seem to have a large number of them now, who can guarantee that this is not the other side's suspicious formation?"

"The other thing is, now Boris has been shot headshot and there is no commander! And I contacted the commander of Joseph, but did not get a clear reply!"

"I think so too, we should save our strength now and retreat temporarily! Anyway, our casualties are also high now!"

Those who hold these two opinions all hold their own opinions and cannot agree to each other.

This is all because their temporary commander Boris was beheaded, and there can only be one unified voice in a unit, otherwise it cannot be ordered and prohibited.

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After the two-hour break, Zhang Feng gave the goshawk, the hunting dog, and the dancer through the wireless microphone the order to continue the attack.

The black impermanence special team, the white impermanence special team, and the blood massacre team quickly went into battle.

The primordial jungle that had just calmed down once again sounded agitated gunshots, bullets banged on the trunk, and sawdust flew across.

Flying bullets hit a person's body. The entrance is only a thumb-sized bullet hole, but the exit is the size of a bowl. If timely and effective treatment is not available, there is only a dead end.

If at the point of tragedy, a bullet hits the vital part directly, it won't even make a scream, and will be killed instantly!

Student Wen Kaiqi remotely controlled the drone, watching the whole movement of the Death Scythe mercenary group from a distance!

Because of the two-hour rest, the Huangquan Mercenary Corps, whose physical strength has recovered, the attacking firepower has become more fierce.

The mercenaries of the Reaper Scythe Mercenary Group could not organize an effective defense unless they reached a unified opinion. They could only counterattack symbolically and then continue to retreat.

Towards noon, student Wen Kaiqi told Zhang Feng via a wireless microphone: "Madman, the retreat of the Death Scythe mercenary group is a bit off the back, and they are retreating in the opposite direction towards 11 o'clock!"

Ok? Zhang Feng frowned slightly.

The quagmire that I set up for the Death Scythe mercenary group is at 12 o'clock. If they retreat to the 11 o'clock direction, then the bamboo basket will be empty!

Through the wireless McDonnell voice in a low voice: "Goshawk, hounds, and dancers keep attacking! The Huangquan special forces team is ready to fight!"

Finally, the Huangquan Special Operations Squad re-intervened in the battle. Since they beheaded Boris of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps last night, they have always been in a state of rest, and now their physical and mental strength are at their peak.

Hell, jackal, tyrannosaurus, and monkeys all quickly checked their weapon preparations. After confirming that they were correct, they quickly began to move with Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng hurried to the road, whispering: "Student, continue to pay attention to the retreat of the Death Scythe mercenary group, and immediately notify me of any changes."

"Okay! Crazy!" Student Wen Kaiqi did not participate in the action. His task is to continue to pay attention to the Death Scythe mercenary group!

Zhang Feng led Yan Wang and the others, from behind the Blood Slaughter Brigade to the other side of the Death Scythe mercenary group!

Since the retreat trajectory of the Reaper Scythe Mercenary Group has deviated, it is natural to take action to correct it.

After moving to the predetermined position, Zhang Feng clenched his right hand, and everyone behind him immediately stopped!

He whispered: "We only have five people now! If you want to force the opponent to change the direction of retreat, you must immediately cause a powerful kill to the opponent! So for a while, first open the way with grenade, then fire with strong fire, and then retreat quickly! If we can't force the opponent to change the direction of retreat, then we will repeat it every other time. Until the opponent hurts!"

"Yes!" Yan Wang and others said.

Zhang Feng and others lowered their bodies and quickly approached the flanks of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Corps.

Because there were constant attacks from the Goshawk and others behind, attracting the target's attention.

Therefore, the Huangquan Special Combat Team successfully approached a distance of about 100 meters from the side of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps. At this distance, it has been possible to throw the grenade over.

"Action!" Zhang Feng roared.

Hell and the others quickly took out the grenade, pulled out the steel pin, and threw it out whistling!

The dripping grenade traversed a long trajectory and suddenly fell among the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group.

The violent explosion sounded suddenly, and the roaring roar was endless!

The screams mixed in with the explosion sounded extremely sad.

The first round of grenade threw out, Zhang Feng and others did not stop at all, and the second round of grenade threw it over.

In the camp where the grenade has not landed on the Death Scythe mercenary group, everyone is holding the automatic rifle, pulling the trigger, and shooting frantically!

Da da da!

The mercenaries were harvested under the sound of explosions and the roar of automatic rifles. They fell to the ground and did not get up again.

"Retreat!" Seeing that the mercenaries of the Death Scythe mercenary group who had been attacked calmed down from the initial panic and had begun to counterattack, Zhang Feng decisively issued the order!