Chapter two hundred and eighty third lively battlefield
boom.
The crisp sound of gunfire rang out.
puff.
The little boy with joy in his eyes had a bloody flower blooming between his eyebrows, and then his face showed a look of disbelief. Haven't these guys decided to kill him yet?
Boom.
The thin body fell down.
Teresa raised her hand, covered her mouth, her body was shaking, and she stared at the corpse in disbelief.
He Zhenzhong turned around and saw Yi Tian lying on a stretcher. He was the one who fired the shot.
"Cough, cough." Yi Tian's face was still very pale and he was very weak. He forced a smile towards He Zhenzhong and said intermittently: "You, you all know that you must kill,
Kill him. But you, you can't do it, then leave it to me, come on."
"You devil, he is just a child." Teresa cried again.
"I've eaten people, are I still afraid of this?" Yi Tian chuckled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes. However, he had no choice. From the moment He Zhenzhong brought him into the Death Special Forces, he decided
, be the strongest guard around him and solve all difficult things for him.
Wow.
Deng Deng Deng.
There were footsteps coming from all around.
Song Tianlong's expression changed, he stepped forward, touched the body, and stood up, "God of Death, there is a siren."
Teresa's body was shaken, and she looked at the thing in Song Tianlong's hand in disbelief. Her worldview was really about to collapse. Why was a six or seven-year-old child involved in the war?
"Not everyone can have a childhood as happy as yours." He Zhenzhong glared at Teresa and waved his hand, "Let's go."
"yes."
The group of people quickly changed directions and continued to move forward.
After more than half an hour, they stopped again.
He Zhenzhong squatted in front of a corpse and reached out to touch it. The temperature of the corpse was very low and it had been dead for at least two hours. He stretched out his hand and turned the corpse's head over. The fatal wound was on the neck. It must have been unresponsive.
When I came over, someone wiped my neck.
"grim Reaper."
He Zhenzhong stood up, his face a little serious, turned his head and looked at Zeng Fan, "Have you discovered anything?"
"In front, there are several footprints. They are very large. They are undoubtedly European and American." Zeng Fan said.
"Moreover, he is very proficient in jungle warfare and basically leaves no useful clues." Song Tianlong also walked over with a serious expression.
"It doesn't look like the fighting style of mercenaries." He Zhenzhong also nodded and said: "Then, it is probably an elite special operations team."
Several people were silent. The special operations team that suddenly appeared did not know whether it was an enemy or a friend. Moreover, the situation on the battlefield would also cause a series of changes.
"I think the noise we have made is too big. It is impossible that the outside world has not received the news." He Zhenzhong continued to analyze and said: "Then, do you think people from other countries will be interested and want to find out?
What’s our background?”
"I think so."
"Then if you say that, they are enemies."
"It seems that this place will become very lively next time."
Situ Lingfeng and others whispered.
"That's right." He Zhenzhong's eyes flashed with fiery light, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, don't forget, this is the first battle of our Death Special Forces since its establishment. It is our battle to make ourselves famous. Send those countries here
Kill all the people, do you think we can become famous in one battle?"
Looking at He Zhenzhong, several people were stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed crazy looks. They liked this so much.
"Done."
"Dry."
"Okay." He Zhenzhong nodded, "I want to come and find out the details of our Death God. I hope they are ready. Let's go."
"yes."
at the same time.
Southwest direction.
Da da da.
Puff.
*Screams continued to sound, and a group of patrolling terrorists were directly killed. Everyone fell on their backs, and more than two dozen people were killed with basically no resistance.
Deng Deng Deng.
Several U.S. Army Delta Forces wearing camouflage and tactical helmets came out to clear the battlefield.
"Keep moving forward, the gang of Chinese are definitely going deeper, and you will encounter them sooner or later." A team leader said in a deep voice: "Please be alert, they are very powerful.
"yes."
"Walk."
Several people ran into the jungle and quickly disappeared.
northwest direction.
call.
A figure suddenly fell from the tree, stretched out his left hand and covered the mouth and nose of a terrorist sentry, and then swiped the head held in his right hand violently.
puff.
Hiss.
Blood spurted out from the guy's neck. He trembled a few times and suddenly became silent.
The guy hanging on the branch then relaxed his legs, jumped down from above, and placed the body gently on the ground.
Half squatting on the ground, he waved forward.
Wow.
The grass shook, and several Russian Alpha special forces crossed to cover and rushed over quickly.
"Be careful, everyone has sent people here."
"yes."
"Walk."
Northeast direction.
Huh, huh.
Boom, boom.
Dazzling white light rose, completely covering a small base.
"Ah, my eyes."
"Run away quickly."
It was all white in front of me, and I couldn't see anything clearly. The terrorists stationed there could only run around in fear.
Da da.
boom.
The British SAS special forces wearing helmets and goggles, armed with guns in both hands, quickly swooped in. The frightened terrorists were killed without any chance of fighting back.
"Clean the battlefield and bring useful things."
"yes."
For a few minutes, there was only a burning base, and the bodies lying in a pool of blood were still telling that a one-sided massacre had just occurred here.
Fighting was taking place in all directions in the mountains of southern Somalia almost at the same time.
Elite special forces from various countries are advancing rapidly, trying to find He Zhenzhong and others first.
It's just a pain to those terrorists.
In the past, countries were concerned about their interests and basically did not care much about the terrorists here, and there were even some countries that were secretly supporting them. However, this time, in order to find out the details of He Zhenzhong and others, they did not care so much.
On the other side, He Zhenzhong and others still don't know that they and several special forces of the Little Japanese are approaching quickly...