"Well, you mean to confront them head-on, but they are numerous, and their weapons are lethal, can they fight them," Fang Aoqing said. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Their armored fighting vehicles can't drive. Only three armored combat vehicles came with fighters on board, probably about forty or fifty people. This is not to be feared. On the top of the mountain, you can arrange tactics. If they come after them, they will be annihilated. ”

Leng Feng said coldly, and he continued, "The only thing I'm afraid of is the other party's bazooka. That's why I chose to deploy tactics at the top of the mountain. In this dense forest, their bazooka artillery could not enter. The launch of the bazooka requires an open environment, where the dense forest is crisscrossed, and if they carry the bazooka up the hill and hit the branches of these trees, they may even explode in front of their own eyes. ”

Fang Aoqing nodded, even with her top agents who had received various strategic training, she had to admire Leng Feng's strategy and experience in combat.

……

In the rear, the three armored combat vehicles pursued all the way, continued to drive forward for two kilometers, and sure enough, they encountered a steep slope.

The steep slope is so rocky and so large that it is impossible to drive through it even with the excellent passing performance of an armored fighting vehicle.

As a last resort, the three armored combat vehicles stopped one after another.

Cole looked at the steep slope in front of him, his face was as gloomy as water, and he said to the Hank officer beside him, "Order all the warriors to pursue on foot." They can't run far. Either way, this time they must all be annihilated. ”

Hank's swarthy* face flashed with a chill, and he said in a deep voice to all the soldiers who stepped out of the chariot, "All rush to me, the target is in front, and we must not let them run." Take your weapons and set out. ”

There were more than forty warriors in the field, and the weapons in their hands were extremely well-equipped, and after hearing Hank's words, their faces were full of murderous intent, and there was a cold killing intent in them.

Hank led the fighters in the field to sneak quickly, and Cole followed.

They climbed over the steep slope, descended the slope and continued their pursuit, and soon came to the foot of the ridge.

"Damn, it's a lot rougher. Cole's eyes were cold, he looked at the mountain in front of him, and he had a premonition that the enemy he was going to pursue this time was waiting for them on the mountain, and if these warriors dared to catch up, they would be devastated.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and it was pitch black all around, but in this night, there was a faint palpitating killing intent flowing.

"Colonel Cole, are we still chasing," Hank asked, looking at Cole.

"The mountain is too high, and the range of the bazooka is far from enough. The only way is to kill it. But the other party must have prepared an ambush. Cole frowned, and then said with great remorse, "I knew that I should have sent two more helicopters over, so there would be no problem now." ”

"Shall we leave here, then," Hank asked.

"Evacuate," a sneer tugged at the corner of Cole's mouth, and he said, "I finally chased here, why evacuate, once evacuated, it will not be good to lock them next time." Tell the order to kill all the people under you. I'll call and order the headquarters to send someone to come back, and I'll bring in a combat helicopter. Your fighters will be tasked with making the battle as long as possible and waiting for the arrival of combat helicopters and reinforcements. ”

"Good. Hank nodded.

Then, Hank gave orders to his warriors, and they came out one after another, and they took their weapons and began to rush towards the mountain in front of them with cold killing intent.

In the darkness of the night, these swarthy* warriors sneaked into the mountains and forests, with a murderous intent on their faces, extremely skilled in their cooperation with each other, and vigorous in their movements, all of which showed that they were a sophisticated special operations force.

Cole and Hank did not go up the hill, they stood in a safe enough area at the foot of the ridge, with bazooka artillery in front of them.

Cole took out a communication device and was contacting the headquarters, asking the headquarters to send someone to support, and even to dispatch a combat helicopter.

However, judging from Cole's appearance and the military uniform he wears, it is clear that he is not an officer from an African country in the region, but from the West. It was impossible to tell the specific country, because the brand with the national mark on the military uniform he was wearing had been deliberately torn off.

Hank looked at Cole, and he asked in a respectful but puzzled tone, "Colonel Cole, do you think you still need reinforcements, these soldiers under my command are first-class elite soldiers." The opponent's manpower is about twenty people, and my forty warriors attacked, can't they annihilate them?"

"Hank, don't underestimate the other party. If my guess is correct, the leader of the other side must be a veteran of a hundred battles. With sophisticated strategy and rich experience, even the Demon Mercenary Group and the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group fell into his hands. Such an enemy cannot be taken lightly," Cole began, his eyes sinking, and he continued, "The information that the female agent has is crucial and cannot be missed. ”

Hank didn't say anything more, but there was a hint of disapproval in his eyes, and he firmly believed that his warriors had attacked, and the other party had no way to live.

……

Inside the mountains.

That team of warriors had already infiltrated, and they formed a semi-arc encirclement, advancing step by step, layer by layer, appearing very cautious, showing excellent means of warfare.

As night fell, it was pitch black in the mountains, with mountain winds blowing and leaves rattling, looking like ghosts, revealing an indescribable sense of weirdness.

Halfway up the mountain, a figure quietly flashed, he was like a hunter in the night, walking silently, but his figure was completely hidden in the mountains shrouded in the night, he held a sniper rifle in his hand, the gaze in his eyes was as deep as the starry sky, extremely calm.

"Are you coming?"

This figure sensed the wisp of killing intent faintly transmitted in front of him, and a stiff and handsome face showed a trace of coldness.

This person was Leng Feng, he was acting alone, and he was not with the Dragon Yan Warrior.

After crouching in place for a while, Leng Feng's figure flashed out, and in the night, he gestured to the left and right, and these two directions were the Longyan warriors he had arranged to lurk.

Leng Feng carried a sniper rifle, his body was like a wisp of green smoke silently sneaking down, after sneaking for a distance, he calculated that the distance between them was about the same, and he crouched down in front of a bunker.