Super Special Forces King

Chapter 927

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Zhang Feng's bursting speed was so inertial that the blood flowing out of his cheeks flew backwards, and half of his cheeks were stained red with blood, which looked like a murderous god!

Rush into the crowd fiercely! And Zhang Feng must also do the same. Only in this way can his body be mixed among the soldiers of the Mi Army, so that the opponent can throw a rat and dare not shoot.

If not, even if Zhang Feng's body is modified and the bullet hits it, it will leave blood holes, which is fatal.

Of course, not to mention the human body, even steel, under the violent shot of a burst bullet, it will be pierced!

At this moment, Zhang Feng not only looks like a killer, but a complete incarnation of a killer!

The moment he passed by the soldier who fired at him, the palm of his hand grabbed the barrel of the automatic rifle in his hand, suddenly twisted and broke it!

The soldier's eyes were staring, and his eyes were full of disbelief!

The gun barrel was broken directly, this is steel! Is this a human being?

What a pervert!

Zhang Feng did not give him a chance to sigh, and the half of the gun barrel nestled in his hand directly inserted his backhand into the neck of the shocked Mi Army soldier!

Blood rushes, killing instantly!

Even his corpse, Zhang Feng was not ready to let it go.

The backhand sent the half of the gun barrel in his hand that was dyed red by the blood donation, and directly grabbed the corpse that was collapsing to the ground, and went directly to the Mi Army soldiers in front of him.

The moment the corpse came out of his hands, his eyes fell on the knife pocket at the base of the corpse's thigh. There was a fighting saber stuck inside.

When I saw it, my hand arrived, and I drew my saber directly.

In the hands of his original master, this saber may be used to brag and show off. But in Zhang Feng's hands, the saber is only used to do what it should do, there is only one thing, and that is to kill!

The big head soldier of the Mi Army, even if he slackened again just now, he reacted at this moment. The order received was to stop those who absconded. But now, it was obviously a defensive position, but he was killed for life.

Although Zhang Feng looks bright red now and looks very scary, but these big-headed soldiers of the Mi Army are really not afraid. Whatever they are, it's not just a person!

Soon, they will understand a truth, one person can kill six to seventy of them, and they turn their backs! When the time comes, they are scared, and everything is too late.

On the other side, Caldera was already eager to rush over. Although his head doesn't have so many twists and turns, he also understands that Zhang Feng's situation is very dangerous. If a person has to fight dozens of times the enemy, the pig's brain knows how difficult and dangerous it is.

However, Silgarva on the side was always pacifying Caldera, let him not worry, now is not the time to rush over.

If Zhang Feng couldn't wait until Zhang Feng completely disrupted the Mi Army's defense line, and then rushed over, the Mi Army might still spare their hands to sniper those who rushed past them, and casualties would surely occur at that time.

Once there were excessive casualties, it would be meaningless for Zhang Feng to take the risk.

The general staring at the surveillance camera was about to shift his facial features. He kept muttering in his mouth: "Tyron, this is Tyrone again. Damn, I must break your body into pieces. I want to kill you!"

It's just that no matter how angry he is, it has no effect on Zhang Feng, and he can't hear him anyway.

Moreover, he now has no additional personnel under his hand. He can only watch Zhang Feng killing one by one in the surveillance video.

The picture returned to Zhang Feng's body. At this moment, the saber in his hand could not see the original color, it was completely reddened with blood, and the blood dripped down the tip of the knife.

Under his feet, three corpses had fallen, all of them sealed their throats with a knife, **** but simple and efficient, without wasting a single bit of time.

Under the stimulation of blood, the soldiers of the Mi Army accelerated the secretion of adrenaline, and each became more excited than the other. They were all clutching sabers or rushing toward Zhang Feng with their automatic rifles.

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth curled up, and with his blood-stained cheeks, he looked very ghostly.

"Good coming!" He also wants to see now, how terrifying combat power can erupt from his re-transformed body!

There is also the enhancement of physical functions brought about by the second transformation. He has not yet fully adapted. Through battle, he can adapt to his stronger self.

Even if the strength is strong, there is more possibility to survive here, it is such a reality!

Facing the rushing Mi Army soldiers, there was no retreat, and even...if they didn't retreat, they advanced, and directly launched a countercharge against the enemy!

On the other hand, Silgarva finally agreed to Caldera's request, and the latter rushed out first. He wanted to fight alongside Zhang Feng.

Silgarva thought that the time was ripe, so naturally he was unwilling to be left behind and rushed out after Caldera.

The rest of the people also raised the speed to the fastest level.

Puff!

The sharp saber slashed directly across the neck of a soldier of the US Army, and blood rushed out of the neck cavity with pressure, splashing everywhere.

The blade penetrated into the bone, almost cutting off the target's neck bone.

Zhang Feng's brows wrinkled!

Almost cut his entire neck? This is not the result he wanted. Killing is exquisite. If you can cut through your throat and kill a person, do you need to waste your energy to cut off your neck?

If the purpose of killing is to cause death, what is the difference between a soldier and a butcher?

Sometimes killing can be an art, efficient, without wasting any extra energy, which is what Zhang Feng pursues.

Of course, this is the only way to save energy to the greatest extent and maximize your combat effectiveness.

Frowning, Zhang Feng knew that this was because he had not yet fully adapted to the powerful combat effectiveness brought about by the transformation of body functions.

If you want to adapt as soon as possible, there is only one way, that is, constant fighting and constant killing.

In a non-advancing and retreating charge, one after another, the Mi Army soldiers fell on him. Splashing blood becomes the only picture, and death becomes the only theme.

In the narrow passage, Zhang Feng is able to maximize his speed, and his keen hearing is like a pair of eyes in the back of his head. It becomes a delusion to attack him!

With the increase in the number of deaths of the US soldiers, the living people finally began to fear in their hearts.

Because **** lessons taught them that the number of people may not necessarily be the key to victory or defeat, and one person can slaughter dozens of times more enemies!

At this time, Caldera also rushed with everyone...