The Super Special Forces King

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At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhai Qiang drove Zhang Feng and Johnson out of Rwanda.

Dark night has completely enveloped the whole earth, and there is pitch black everywhere, and there is also a howling night with wind and sand.

Stopping the car slowly, Zhai Qiang said, "Brother Feng, Johnson, you two must be careful."

Zhang Feng nodded and said: "I will leave the family affairs to you during my absence. The second strong son is impulsive, and Mike is still too young despite many ghosts. Only Zhai Qiang, you are calm enough to give it to you. Don't worry about you."

After speaking, they greeted Johnson, and the two quickly got out of the car, took out two huge luggage bags from the trunk of the car, and swiftly dived into the night.

Zhai Qiang, who was sitting in the car, was a little surprised for me. Finally, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he started the car to drive back towards the house.

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Zhang Feng and Qiang Sen, who got into the night, hurried to the place where Heping Sang traded.

Although the transaction will be at 12 midnight, Ping Sang will definitely plan ahead. After all, things like black eating black have to be guarded against.

Therefore, Zhang Feng has to make preparations before them.

When he arrived at the designated place, Zhang Feng observed the surrounding terrain. It was very open and there was no good hiding place.But weeds that are half a meter high are the best cover.

He took out the oil paint from the backpack and sprayed it on his face. Johnson also painted a gourd by Yiyan and painted his face with oil paint.

Both of them took out the weapons in their backpacks, checked them again, and when they were sure they were correct, they carried them on their backs.Everyone even inserted two pistols in their back waist.

Zhang Feng chose the USP. He had enough confidence in his shooting accuracy, so he abandoned the more powerful Desert Eagle and chose the USP with a higher rate of fire.

But Johnson chose to give him a desert eagle that matched his huge size and terrifying lethality.

Inside the two huge bags, there was a box of liquid separately.

The body is shrinking in the dry grass and waiting quietly. To be an excellent hunter, extraordinary endurance is indispensable.

Zhang Feng's endurance is of course needless to say.Johnson was trapped in the prison, and his endurance was equally amazing.

The night wind made a whistling sound, and the dry weeds rustled, making it even more uncomfortable to blow on the body.

The most difficult thing is the unique mosquitoes in Africa!

Mosquitoes with big nails are hard to see in China, but they are not uncommon in Africa. When nailed to the skin, it is a huge red envelope.

The virus carried in it is more likely to be infected with various infectious diseases.

Both of them wore long-sleeved clothes to wrap their skins, and their faces were even painted with oil paint, so that these mosquitoes had no place to put their mouths.

The sky was slightly brighter, the sun gradually rose, and the originally cool air suddenly became hot, especially if there was no shading on the head.

The light shines straight on the skin, as if the whole person is in a cage.

The camouflage clothing on the body is even cheaper, and it has no heat dissipation effect.

Zhang Feng's body was densely covered with sweat, wet his clothes, and the sweat on his face was rustling.

At this point, Johnson is okay, after all, blacks have long been accustomed to the hot climate.

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When the night came again, the sky became cooler again, but Zhang Feng's spirit became highly guarded.

Looking down at his watch, it was already around seven o'clock in the evening, and there were still about five hours left before the transaction time.

Johnson on the side was even more energetic, constantly holding the gun in his hand.

Just after ten o'clock, Zhang Feng's keen hearing heard the movement of the car engine from a distance.

He whispered to Johnson next to him: "The opponent's person is here."

A few minutes later, two jeeps stopped a hundred meters away from Zhang Feng and Johnson's hiding place.

Coming out of the car, seven or eight men holding assault rifles in their arms.

It was clear to my heart that these men were Ping Sang's men, who stepped on them in advance, and continued to hide their bodies without making a sound.

Seven or eight men dispersed, faintly enclosing the center position, the closest distance between Zhang Feng and Qiang Sen was no more than 20 meters.

They do the same, hiding their bodies in the dry grass.

There was a sneer at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, Ping Sang was really cautious, and sent someone to step on it two hours in advance to hide it.

When the time was about to reach 11:30, a small truck drove over. The carriage was covered with thick thatch cloth. It must be the arms that Zhang Feng wanted to purchase from him!

Pingsang hasn't shown up yet. If he meets his people, Zhang Feng can even kill Pingsang and his men immediately, and then eat his arms!

At 12 o'clock, Zhao Qiang drove to the designated place, carrying two huge suitcases in his hands.

"Where is Pingsang? Let him come out and speak." Zhao Qiang put the suitcase on the ground and yelled.

"Our boss said, the goods you want are here, you can leave the money and you can drive away." One of the black men said coldly.

The secret Zhang Feng frowned slightly, Ping Sang did not come?Impossible, it is impossible for him to be absent from such a big deal, the only possibility is that he is hiding somewhere in the dark.

After thinking about it carefully, he was sure that Ping Sang was not seen hiding nearby. The only possibility was that Ping Sang was hiding in a certain car that he drove over.

As soon as Zhao Qiang heard this, his eyebrows stood up, and he cursed: "Are you guys playing with Lao Tzu? I tell you if you don't want Ping Sang, then today's deal will be abandoned!"

With that, he picked up the suitcase on the ground and was about to leave.

"Wow." There was a sound of pulling the bolt, and seven or eight black men pointed their guns at Zhao Qiang.

The black man who just spoke said coldly, "You must keep the money!"

The corners of Zhao Qiang's mouth twitched twice, and the cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He slowly put the suitcase in his hand on the ground again, and slowly pulled away his clothes to reveal the explosives tied to his body.

The corner of his mouth twitched and said: "Shoot! I die, you have to be buried! Don't even think about getting the money! I tell you I can't see Pingsang, so don't want to get the money!"

The man who pointed the gun at Zhao Qiang was also shocked and quickly moved his finger off the trigger.In case the fire goes away, I am afraid everyone is dying here.

The scene was deadlocked here, only the howling night wind was blowing.

After a stalemate for three minutes, the door of the pickup truck opened, and Pingsang got out of the car with a smile on his face, walked towards Zhao Qiang, and said, "Zhao, what is going on? Am I here?"