The Super Special Forces King

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When the matter was so disturbed, the dancer didn't intensify the contradiction, because it didn't make any sense.

Once a conflict occurs, the mercenaries of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps will inevitably suffer casualties.

There were no casualties in the battle just now, and it would be unacceptable for people to appear in such a situation.

Even if there were no prisoners, the choreographer was already dissatisfied with Cheer Fang and wanted to figure out how to take revenge on him.

Coupled with such things, it is not just as simple as revenge on him, but has risen to the level of life and death.

The living Chel's room is very arrogant, and when he cooperates with the action, he shames himself, and finally tore his face when selecting prisoners.

The choreographer wants to know what else a dead Chel's room can do!

Thinking of this in his heart, the corner of the dancer's mouth evoked a yin sneer, and he secretly said: "Cheer Fang, I will let you be cool for a while, this account, sooner or later, I will have to settle with you!"

The mouth came up and down and ordered: "The Blood Slaughter Brigade of the Huangquan Mercenary Group, retreat!"

The mercenaries of the Blood Slaughter Brigade all had angry expressions on their faces, and they were very dissatisfied.

The mercenaries are all hot-tempered, and they are all people with obvious excess secretion of male hormones. How can they stand such anger.

Some soldiers of the Rwandan army began to ridicule when they saw the arrogant mercenaries who were still in front of them just before retreating. It was even more so that these mercenaries had their eyes open, and they wished to rob them and open fire now.

Seeing this situation, the choreographer did not deliberately stop it.

The troop needs anger and fighters. If they are all in Mianyang, how can they have strong combat effectiveness.

But you can't do nothing, otherwise it will really be out of control for a while.

Coldly opened his mouth and laughed: "An old Chinese saying goes by Feng Shui turns around. Now that you smile nicely, I'm afraid that you won't be able to cry after a few days."

Although the dancer said this sentence in English, the Chinese slang is a bit convoluted for these mercenaries who are all rectal, and I don't understand what Feng Shui turns mean.

But they can understand the second half of the sentence, that is, if the Rwandan army is crying in a few days, they can't find a way. This is what I mean.

This is a blatant threat!

Such provocation is obviously very appetizing for mercenaries. After leaving behind a string of traditional curses from various countries, they began to disperse with the Rwandan army.

The dancing boy did not lead the blood slaughter brigade to retreat how far, only to retreat a distance of ten kilometers, he ordered the troops to be stationed directly.

As soon as the large army was stationed, the dancer gave an order with a sullen expression: "Send a scout team to keep an eye on the situation of the Rwandan army, and give me feedback even if the opponent has any small actions. Made, Chel Fang, aren’t you Yin Lao Tzu me? If I don’t play well with you, Lao Tzu is not a dancer!"

Is it not too late for a gentleman to take revenge?

Don't say ten years, even tomorrow, the dancers will feel late!

If you want revenge, you must be as early as possible, that is tonight.

The reason is very simple, Cheer Fang never thought that he would do it to them tonight!This is the best reason.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, coupled with the gap in the strength of the special forces between the two sides, the result can be imagined.

But the choreographer is not a reckless person, so he dispatched the investigation team out immediately to keep an eye on the movement of Chel's house.

After giving the order, the choreographer issued an order again: "Give me the location of the spies who are staring at us in Chel's room, and I can't let them go."

"Captain, do you want?" The speaker did not go on, but just made a wiping motion. The meaning is already obvious, do you want to kill the opponent.

The dancer shook his head slightly and said, "Kill them? No need for the time being. We still need these spies to give Cheer Fang a signal. Don't Cheer Fang, how can you rest assured."

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The Mi Army special forces are still tracking them based on the traces left by Zhang Feng. The grass that was trampled on and the broken branches can be clues for them to track.

According to the degree of trampling on the grass and the color of the stubble after the branch is broken, the corresponding time can be judged. This is a required course for special forces field tracking.

But the more chasing, the more terrified the Mi Army special forces.

Because they found that whenever they felt they were about to catch up with the target, they suddenly lost the direction of the target.

Just when they don't know the specific direction of the target at a loss, they have new discoveries and can judge the specific location of the target.

This feeling is like an old cow being led by the reins of the nose ring, invisibly as if they have two hands pulling them.

The face of the captain of the tracking squad became more and more ugly. The loss of two subordinates made him angry. Now this anger has turned into a lack of confidence. I feel that if he can’t grasp the initiative to chase like this, he will lose more than just It's as simple as two men.

This kind of thinking forced him to give orders to stop the troops.

Reported via wireless Maihui: "Mr. Waltz, the target is really a bit evil. You can get rid of our tracking tomorrow morning, but it always seems to inadvertently leave clues so that we can continue to track him."

Waltz, who was rushing over by a car from the back, heard this report, and his face lost the calmness of listening to dance music.

Although the squad he led was not a Navy SEAL subordinate to the U.S. Army, its soldiers were selected from the Navy SEALs and the Delta assault team. The team leader was even more outstanding. Since he made this judgment, There must be a basis.

"You mean that the target Zhang Feng is deliberately leaving behind all traces that could have been erased, so that you can continue to track him?"

"Yes, that's what I meant, Mr. Waltz." The team leader said solemnly.

Hearing that, Waltz’s brows are tightly frowning. It is very important to take the initiative in military action. Mastering the initiative will enable the enemy to move at his own pace. Both offensive and defensive are able to plan and move later, but it is clear that he has taken the initiative to grasp the target. Peak's hands.

But now the goal is related to his very important layout. If he gives up like this now, it is obviously impossible.

"In this way, the team is divided into two groups, one of which continues to follow the traces left by the target Zhang Feng, and the other group tries to go around the target to intercept!" Waltz commanded.

"But is this risk too high?" The team leader was a little surprised.The danger of the target is self-evident. Just relying on two grenades and using communication equipment as a bait, I let myself fall into two subordinates. Now there is only a team of eight people. If it is divided into two groups, will it be broken? How about each break?