Super Special Forces King

Chapter 678

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"So... you have no right to command me!"

"You!..." Cheer Fang was once again speechless by the dancer.

He can be regarded as understanding the meaning of the dancer, that is, the other party will no longer cooperate with his Rwandan army, unless the other party volunteers.

But is it possible to be voluntary?

It didn't take long for him to just pit him.

The choreographer hung up the phone, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart: "Cheer Fang, you don't think that this way between us is over? Huh, it's very early."

Cheer Fang, who was hung up, looked a little embarrassed, and the adjutant standing beside him whispered: "Commander, should we retreat first?"

"Retreat? Impossible!"

Cheer Fang said with a cold voice that it is impossible to withdraw his troops now, and he must persevere anyway.

On the one hand, there is no order in the retreat, and the opponent will inevitably chase the opportunity.

On the other hand, the position of the reactionary army has not been completely stabilized. Although it is constantly increasing its strength, it does not mean that there is no chance of victory. If it can succeed, it will inevitably damage the reactionary army. There will not be many opportunities for this. Never give up!

"Give me an order to the people in front, give me an intensified attack, and break the reactionary position for me before dawn anyhow!"

"Yes!"

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Zhang Feng in the center of the city also realized that he was locked in.

More than once, the feeling of being followed was suddenly shocked in my heart. This feeling can only be produced after escaping from the dead, so he believes.

Because of this feeling, Zhang Feng tried many times, but he didn't figure out where the other party was hiding.

In such a situation, there is only one explanation that makes sense, and that is that the opponent is a very powerful special soldier who has undergone professional tracking training!

Zhang Feng doesn't believe that the reactionary army can train such people. The only thing that makes sense is that the people who follow him are not the reactionary army.

Who can it be?

The answer is obvious, that the special soldiers of the Mi Army are the same people they saw at the Horsley Tibetan munitions.

But how did they find their place?

Zhang Feng thinks he has been very careful, and his deeds are all calculated by himself. There is no rule at all. How can the other party lock himself?

If you don’t understand some questions, you don’t need to think about it.

But this matter must be figured out, otherwise the other party will follow behind his **** all the time and bite, and sooner or later something will happen.

As Zhang Feng had expected, the dance team led by Mi Jun Waltz was hanging far behind Zhang Feng.

The reason why they were not discovered by Zhang Feng was because they kept a full two kilometers away from Zhang Feng.

The leading team leader, on the GPS positioning system in his hand, has a red dot that is constantly flashing, and that is the location of Zhang Feng.

They didn't pull the distance anymore, just because of its existence, so they were not afraid of losing it.

"Report, Mr. Waltz, shall we act on the target?" the team leader begged.

"No need. The real identity of the target is being retrieved from the database now. No action is needed for the time being. We still need him to help us find more targets!" Waltz said.

Zhang Feng didn't know that he had been used as bait for fishing and used to catch bigger fish.

After repeated trials and constant changes in direction, the feeling of being tracked continued.

Originally wanted to intersperse and return to join the blood slaughter brigade of the dancing boy, but now I have dispelled this idea. I don't know what is going on behind him, and rashly leading the target over will only bring trouble to the blood slaughter brigade.

Through the wireless microphone, he said in a low voice: "Gigolo, I am locked by an unknown force now, and now I have to change my direction and not join you for the time being."

The dancer who heard his voice through the wireless microphone frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "Unidentified forces?"

He was a little surprised. Zhang Feng came out of the Huangquan Special Operations Squad. He is the best special force. Now he is forced to change direction, which means that there is no way to get rid of the stalker in a short time. Who is this unknown force?

"Is it in danger? Madman, or I will send someone to meet you?"

"No need for the time being. I'm afraid the other party is trying to do something with me, so I haven't done anything to me. I also want to see what medicine the other party is selling in the gourd. In this way, the dancer, you still bring the blood slaughter brigade. Cooperating with the Rwandan army to attack the reactionary army's position, as long as it can defeat the reactionary army, the other side can't think of any waves churning out on the one-acre three-point land in Rwanda." Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I understand." The dancer promised.

After Zhang Feng finished the conversation with the dancing boy, he continued to say via the wireless microphone: "The White Impermanence Special Operations Squad, the Black Impermanence Special Operations Squad, and the Huangquan Special Operations Squad follow the orders. From now on, free action and target the middle-level leader of the reactionary army. Character, kill!"

As long as the middle-level leaders can be killed, the orders of the high level of the reactionary army can not or cannot be transmitted to the ears of the soldiers below in time.

This can not only achieve strategic results, but also avoid the danger of assassinating high-level figures. It is the most cost-effective.

The original action of the three special operations teams was to behead Horsley, the leader of the reactionary army, but there is no fixed number of military actions, because the situation is constantly changing, and the plan of action will also change with changes.

Hearing Zhang Feng's order, Goshawk, Hound, and Tyrannosaurus Li Jian all responded in unison, and then proceeded to act.

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On the battlefield, the shelling of the Rwandan army has disappeared. After all, the value of a shell is even more than the life of a soldier.

Without the suppression of firepower, the soldiers of the Rwandan army fell in rows like cutting wheat under the heavy machine gun fire, and the blood spattered the ground bright red.

However, under the order of Chelfang's desperate attack, every Rwandan soldier was charging wildly, killing one after another reactionary soldier, and constantly approaching the front.

In the battlefield lacking sophisticated weapons and large-scale weapons, death becomes the main theme.

It became a huge meat grinder in front of the first line of defense, blood and flesh splashed, bones broken and tendons broken, arms and limbs were broken, and life was lost.

Under such stimulus, all the soldiers seemed to be in a state of madness, screaming, squeezing the trigger frantically, the eggshells jumped out like peanuts, and the warheads were shot out with gun smoke from the muzzle.

Strikes on the human body, and blooms in the dark night, with no fragrance, but let the smell of blood permeate the night breeze.