Super Special Forces King

Chapter 911 Tell You A Little Secret?

911、

Although handsome Tom responded to the warning in time, he was still half a beat slow after all. The explosive force brought by the continuous impact of the coffin finally teared the metal wall open. Five coffins weighing several hundred kilograms rushed directly into the room like a full-speed train.

The American soldiers standing near the wall trying to guard, although they heard handsome Tom’s warning sound, it was too late to react.

Even if their minds reacted, their bodies couldn't react. They were hit by the coffin and their bodies were suddenly knocked out.

You must know that the people carrying the coffin are all modified super fighters like Caldera. The combined strength of the four people is so terrifying. The bones of the person who were hit instantly broke away from the body, and they flew out. He didn't land in mid-air, so he killed him.

Seeing this, Ugly Tom could only shout: "Shoot and kill them!"

This burst of shout instantly caused the soldiers who were frightened by the sudden situation to react, raising the gun and firing the trigger frantically.

Da da da.

There was a huge burst of gunfire, and rustling bullets roared in the room and shot towards the person who rushed into the wall. Three people were shot in an instant.

It's just that the speed of their modified reaction is comparable to that of ordinary people, and they have avoided the critical point. Although they were shot, they were still able to fight.

With blood on his body and suffocating anger in his heart, he rushed towards the soldiers of the Mi Army frantically.

And at this moment, Zhang Feng also rushed out of the gap, and said in a deep voice: "Kill them all, converge the weapons, make quick decisions, retreat!"

Zhang Feng knew in his heart that he couldn't get too entangled with them here. Because on the other road, the ten people who resisted the soldiers of the US Army could not stop them for long enough.

Only by retreating quickly while the pursuers did not catch up, could they rush out from the unorganized defense gap of the opponent, and only in this way could they rush into the jungle in a timely manner, and then think about the movement of the Mi Army air base. If you can't grab such time, there is definitely no chance of winning.

In the current situation, the most important thing is time.

Time is life, time is victory or defeat, so it is not too much to say!

When everyone was fighting hard, Handsome Tom slowly backed away, and when he retreated behind everyone, he turned and ran out of the door.

A dead fellow is not dead, and handsome Tom knows very well in his heart that these stinky fish and shrimps under his hands are simply impossible to stop Tyrone and the others.

Still resisting here, it's just a man's arm as a car, the old birthday star eats arsenic, it is his death!

Ugly Tom saw him run away, but Ugly Tom himself could not run away. Because there must be one person left as the backbone. Otherwise, the only soldiers will not continue to resist at all, and it is not bad to surrender without directly disarming.

Although he thought so, it was just that his thoughts were too naive and ridiculous.

In one room, once the soldiers of the Mi Army were approached by Zhang Feng's ‘super soldiers’, it became a battle without suspense. Because the combat effectiveness of both sides is not on the same level at all.

A thorough killing, no, it should be said to be a spike, because Zhang Feng issued an order for a quick fight.

Every unit in the body of the "super warriors" becomes a real killer. With the increase of violent power, their fists and feet, as long as the simplest strikes, can bring powerful lethality. .

Wherever the fist hits, there is a blood hole, all of which are fatal in one blow, without any muddle.

The battle is completely one-sided... Caldera's two big fan-like hands clasped a head respectively, and slammed together.

Two screams sounded at the same time, almost overlapped, and disappeared at the same time. Because the skulls of the two heads were completely twisted and deformed, accompanied by splashes of blood and brains, and killed at the same time.

Although Silgarva had the same level of awareness as Caldera in physical talent, he was three points faster than Caldera in terms of killing speed.

Because after killing the first US soldier, he quickly mastered the opponent's weapon.

During the fast running process, he quickly pulled the trigger, and bullets were ejected from the barrel along with the khaki fireworks from the muzzle.

The elite of the Alphat team, coupled with such an abnormal transformation to improve physical functions, at this moment he fully embodies what the four words War Machine mean and how terrifying it is.

Not a single bullet has the slightest deviation, all the targets hit are shots in the eyebrows! At such a close distance, the power of the bullet almost knocked off half of a person's head, which was terrifying.

Ugly Tom's face became increasingly ugly. Handsome Tom had already ran away to save his life. He bit the bullet and stayed, but now he can't run. If he doesn't run, his life will be put here.

Licking his nervous lips, he turned and ran towards the door, but just as he was about to rush out of the door, a voice he didn't want to hear came to mind.

"Where? Do you remember what I said?"

The dull voice made Ugly Tom's back chill, and cold sweat broke out in an instant. Although there was no wind, it was still chilly.

He didn't want to look back, but his feet had just moved forward a little bit, and the voice behind his back changed again: "If I were you, I wouldn't run towards you anymore, because it's impossible!"

Not running? Ugly Tom heard that the business behind you was from Tyrone, because they not only had contact with each other once, but were familiar with each other's voice.

Not running? Are you still waiting for death here?

Thinking of this, Ugly Tom didn't care about the fear in his heart, and raised his leg thinking about running outside.

But his legs were raised, but before he had fallen, the automatic rifle in Zhang Feng's hand rang.

"what!"

Ugly Tom screamed like a pig and fell down. The bullet hit the knee of his raised leg. What was it like being hit by a bullet less than five meters away?

The entire kneecap was completely shattered, and a few thin skins were closely connected between the upper leg and the lower leg. The blood in the wound was completely blurred, and the white and miserable bone stubble pierced out of the blurred flesh, sharp and sharp!

"Ah!" Ugly Tom no longer has the prestige that speaks loudly in front of everyone. At this moment, his cheeks are twisted, his hands clasping his thighs tightly, and he yells frantically.

"Remember what I said? The tricks you used on me are like a child's play. By the way, I will tell you a little secret by the way." Zhang Feng walked over and slowly squatted in Ugly Tom's side sneered.