The Super Special Forces King

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The news that the dispatched troops were surrounded was quickly reported to Beveridge's ears.

He furiously smashed the ashtray on the table to the ground, smashing the precious crafts.

Scarface stood aside, but closed his mouth obediently. He had already persuaded Beveridge not to send troops to rescue him at the beginning, but the other party did not adopt his opinion and it was too late to say anything.

Beveridge's eyelids kept twitching and roared:

"What do our secret guards do for food? Why has the Rwandan government army touched our station so close, but there is no report?"

Scarface knew he couldn't play dead at this time.

"Head, since the opponent can touch the vicinity of the station, I am afraid that the secret whistle has been removed by the opponent in advance, so there is no warning." That said, but Scarface is also somewhat unbelievable.He naturally knows the combat effectiveness of the Rwandan government forces.The secret sentries are all excellent fighters selected from the mercenary group. How did they get killed by the Rwandan government army without knowing it?Not even any secret whistle issued any warning.

"Head, now is no longer the time to consider this issue. Now we have to figure out how to face the situation in front of us."

Not to be reminded by Scarface, Baileyridge knew it as well.

He looked at the clock, and it was only half past midnight, at least four hours before dawn!

In other words, the support of the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps will not arrive until four hours later!

Now the three hundred members of his mercenary group are all surrounded by Manfred's Rwandan government legion. It is only a matter of time before they are completely eliminated.

There are about a hundred mercenaries left in the garrison, plus the two ten-man squads in the hands of Duo Ye, totaling one hundred and twenty men. This number can hold on to the garrison until the Reaper’s Scythe Mercenary Corps’ reinforcement Are you here?

Beveridge's teeth rattled and his eyelids twitched constantly.

"In any case, we must hold on until the Death Scythe mercenary group arrives!" said viciously.

He cannot give up the rich gold mine under the resident, so he must guard it!

"Scarface, now you immediately organize the manpower in the garrison to prepare to defend yourself. Tell them that as long as you can persist until dawn, each person will cost 200,000 US dollars! Also, contact the two besieged troops and tell them that rescue will be done immediately It will come, let them hold on!" Beveridge said again.

Scarface nodded.Two hundred thousand dollars per person is enough to make any mercenary fight for money.

In his heart, he clearly told the besieged mercenaries that there was support, but it was just a nonsense.

In order to let them resist desperately, it is good to be able to delay the Rwandan government forces for an extra minute.

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Zhang Feng adjusted his wireless microphone to a predetermined channel, which was on the same channel as Goshawk and Hound.

"Offensive! Leave nothing to live!" There is no more nonsense, these are enough!

The black and white impermanence special team lurking in the dark, the soldiers led by Johnson and Yagu have already listened to the gunshots and explosions and were eager to try!Now when they heard the order, they all rushed out of the hidden place like a tiger that was off the gate.

Zhang Feng nodded at the goshawk beside him, and sneered:

"It's time to send a signal to the dancer!"

Without any hesitation, Goshawk took out the flare gun from his backpack, pointed the muzzle at the sky, and pulled the trigger.

Xiu!The bright yellow flares rushed into the air and exploded suddenly, and a bright yellow grimace appeared in the air!

The gigolo saw the grimace that emerged through the window of the medical room, with a cruel smile on his face.

"It's finally started! It's time to settle the accounts with the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group. Scarface, wait for me!"

His face was painted with oil, a turban wrapped his hair on his head, the dancer holding a rifle, lowered his body and quickly approached Beveridge's office.

Capture the thieves first, capture the king first, as long as you kill Beveridge, the leader of the blood wolf mercenary group, the blood wolf mercenary group must be disrupted and collapsed from within.

Just approaching Beveridge's office, he saw a group of soldiers with live ammunition. The number was about 20, all white men. He could be sure that he had no impression of these soldiers.Immediately reacted, I am afraid that these soldiers are soldiers stationed in the forbidden area of ​​the so-called Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, which is the gold mine in Zhang Feng's mouth.

Knowing that it would be impossible to kill Beveridge, he was about to go looking for Scarface.

A group of mercenaries ran towards him, and the choreographer immediately became alert and put his finger on the trigger.

"Brother, what are you doing here? Sir Scarface, just announced the order, as long as we can hold on to tomorrow morning, we will give everyone 200,000 dollars." The mercenary said excitedly, and quickly ran towards the heavy machine gun position.

"Two hundred thousand dollars? It will be stationed until dawn tomorrow? Scarface is a reassurance for eating, or is there another plan after dawn?" The dancer became suspicious, and quickly caught up with the mercenary in front, whispering:

"Brother, it's true? I didn't hear you shit just now. The Chief Scarface really said that. As long as he stays till tomorrow morning, he will give two hundred thousand dollars. It is such a good thing. By the way, Scarface Where is the sir now?"

"I can lie to you! The Scarface Chief said, where did you say he is now? I just saw him in the torture room." The mercenary finished speaking and got into the heavy machine gun position.

The choreographer's brows furrowed tighter, he stopped talking nonsense with him, turned and walked quickly toward the scarface torture chamber.

He opened the door of the torture chamber with his gun, and it was dark and there was no light.

At this moment, the pupils of the dancer suddenly shrank into the most dangerous pin-light, his body was as cold as being stared at by a poisonous snake, his back was cold, and the cold sweat on his face also fell.Because the back of his head was held up by the hard and cold muzzle.

"Scarface sir? The group leader wants you to go there." The dancer said calmly.

"The captain asked you to come over? What's your name?" Scarface sounded gloomily like metal tearing, and with the dark and dim environment, the smell of blood that had diffused in the torture chamber was really a bit cripple.

"It was the head of the team who asked me to come over. My name is—the dancer."

"The dancer?" Scarface was a little unfamiliar with the name, and he was taken aback.

At this moment, the dancer moved, tilted his head, and slammed backward.

The back of the head and the bridge of Scarface's nose have completed a brief and intimate contact. Scarface was originally interrupted by the dancer, and the bridge of the nose that hadn't been connected for a long time was broken again.

With a painful grunt, Scarface wanted to pull the trigger, but the dancer moved faster, grabbing his gun's hand, inserting his finger into the trigger, so that he could not pull the trigger.

The other free hand picked up the butt of the rifle and slammed it on Scarface's face, and the brow bone was suddenly torn open with a long blood hole.