The Super Special Forces King

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"Brother Feng, what should we do now?"

After converging his weapon, Zhao Qiang asked in a panic. He was just a little trouble before. Now the brothers under his hand are all dead, and he is a little panicked.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Feng said: "The second strong son, after all, this place is still in the urban area of ​​Rwanda. I think the military should come here soon. After all, there is such a big noise! Hadron, have you offended anyone since you came to Rwanda? The people who made the raid today are obviously not ordinary people, they should be mercenaries."

The second strong son scratched his head, frowned slightly, and said in amazement: "Who has offended? No...I remember. Originally this place was controlled by a local person, and he was given to him after I came. Driven away... But how could he have contact with mercenaries?"

With a pale face just after he came to Zhai Qiang, he said, "Creating money is like killing a parent. The other party will naturally hold you in his heart. Do mercenaries need to contact? As long as you give money, they can do anything."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Feng also nodded and said, "Zhai Qiang made sense. Let’s write down this account first. Not only him, but also the mercenaries who attacked us. Sooner or later, we must pay this account to them. Liquidation and liquidation. The question we have to consider now is what should we do?"

"Let's go! Now the government troops in Rwanda have not arrived yet." Zhao Qiang suggested.

"I don't think we can go." Mike, who was standing by, interrupted suddenly.

Zhao Qiang's eyes widened, and he roared: "Don't leave? Don't leave, wait for the government forces to catch us, and they don't care about them, but now the noise is so loud? If you don't leave now, you want to leave then. I can't go!"

Mike was obviously taken aback by Zhao Qiang's ferocious look, and his body shrank involuntarily.

Zhang Feng looked at Zhao Qiang who was angry, and said coldly: "Second strong son, let me restrain your stinky temper. If you are angry, ask other people to let out your anger and get angry at yourself! Mike, go on."

Hearing what he said, Mike's expression was a little better, and he said: "Now we are leaving the Rwandan city in accordance with the other party's wishes. Moreover, we are the attacked party, even facing the Rwandan government forces. Opportunities to argue! Also, there is no internet outside the urban area of ​​Rwanda, and there is very little I can do."

Zhang Feng nodded, turned his gaze to the pale-faced Zhai Qiang, and said, "Zhai Qiang, what do you mean?"

"I agree with Mike's idea that we can't leave the Rwandan city. Once we move outside the city, we will lose the asylum of the government army, and the other party will act more unscrupulously on us! The more important point is that we can Taking this opportunity to build a relationship with the Rwandan government! Now our only capital is the bank card in our hands! If the money cannot be spent, it will be a series of useless numbers!" Zhai Qiang said clearly.

"What are you talking about? Let me see, there are so many twists and turns, just find the people they want to kill us, kill them and we'll be done." Zhao Qiang mumbled!

Zhang Feng automatically filtered Zhao Qiang’s thoughtless words, and said coldly: "This way! I still have to stay in Ruwan, but I must not stay here anymore. Second strong son, you are more familiar with this place, with Zhai Qiang and Mike hide. I'm here waiting for the arrival of the government forces. If you want to get a relationship with the other side, someone must come forward."

"No! Brother Feng, you can't say anything. It's too dangerous, even if it's going to get ahead, it's me!" Zhao Qiang suddenly jumped up and shouted when he heard it.

I knew that Zhao Qiang was worried about his safety, but this matter had to be done by himself. Zhai Qiang and Mike had their own arrangements. As for Zhao Qiang, it would be a bad thing to let him come forward.

"After Zhai Qiang, I was arrested, you used the excuse to get me out of the government to get in touch with the government! What you used to do in the country were high-level strategies, and now the situation in Rwanda is not as good as that in China. When the little man walks up, the little devil is equally difficult. Mike, I just want to see what you can do during my absence. Don't let me down. Find a second strong son if you have any requirements!"

Turning his head to look at Zhao Qiang, and said: "Second strong son, you must not know about things impulsively? Listen to Zhai Qiang's opinions during my absence. Now you guys will leave!"

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When the three of them left, Zhang Feng sat on the sofa and slowly uncovered the cloth wrapped around his palm.

The fleshy wound was stunned by the force of the counter-shock when the shot was shot. At this moment, the cloth strips had been completely soaked with blood and adhered to the flesh.

Pulling off the cloth strips, even the skin and flesh that festered his palms were torn off, and Zhang Feng, who was in pain, kept sucking air-conditioning.

When all the cloth strips were removed, Zhang Feng's face was already covered with rustling cold sweat.

The skin and flesh of the palm are all stripped, and the tender flesh is exposed.

With his palm shaking slightly, he took out a cigarette with difficulty from his pocket, lit it tremblingly, and started smoking slowly.

Before smoking a cigarette, the rapid sirens sounded, and Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Rwandan government troops came really in time. They waited until the fighting stopped completely before arriving late. This was not to stop the fighting, but to restrain the corpse.

The dark green truck parked at the gate of the yard. A group of soldiers with live ammunition jumped out of the truck and picked up the corpses in the yard and threw them into the pickup truck behind them. No one even noticed that there was a large sitting room in the open-door living room. Living.

Zhang Feng's mouth sneered slightly, and slowly raised his hands above his head, indicating that he was not carrying a weapon and slowly walked out of the house.

The soldiers who were busy in the yard saw Zhang Feng coming out, and their reactions were very quick, pulling the bolt, raising the gun, and aiming!

A soldier who has been in the war for a long time, even if he has not undergone formal militarization training, has grown into a qualified soldier in the constant baptism of war.

Zhang Feng's action of raising his hands saved his life, otherwise it is very likely that these soldiers would pull the trigger directly instead of aiming.

"I want to see your chief!" Zhang Feng said in English.

The soldiers looked around, and no one could understand what Zhang Feng said.

A pot-bellied soldier came out of the crowd and looked at Zhang Feng up and down. He spoke for a long time and said in bad English: "You are looking for me? What's going on here?"