Chapter 483 of the text is the Death Forest

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In less than ten minutes, Mo Feng had already quietly eliminated the twelve mercenaries.

Mo Feng was like a god of death harvesting the lives of the mercenaries who walked at the back, watching the fresh lives annihilate in his hands, Mo Feng was as natural as picking ripe peaches.

Today's Mo Feng is no longer the boy who felt uncomfortable for several days after killing for the first time a year ago.

The deeper he came into contact with Marshall and the others, the more deeply Mo Feng could realize that in this mercenary world that respected the law of the jungle, being merciful to the enemy was definitely not going with his own life.

"Stop!" When Mo Feng killed the eighteenth person, Froude finally sensed that something was wrong, and with a low shout, he stopped the team following behind.

"Kiln, Kiln"

Flot sniffed hard in the air, and a faint smell of blood came from the air.

"There is an enemy!" Frode's heart was startled, he screamed, his body spun around, and he shot in the direction of coming in, but the dense vines had no effect on him.

Froude's hand touched the still warm corpse under his hand, and his face quickly became solemn, how could he be an idle person who could kill people silently under his own nose.

"Defend the formation and exit the woods at full speed." Without even thinking about it, Froud gave the order. The enemy hidden in the shadows is definitely a master of assassination, and only by exiting the woods will he not be given another chance.

"Mr. Flaude, what happened?" At this time. Cook's voice came over the intercom.

"Mr. Cook, there are killers hiding in this woods, and my brother has been put down by him more than a dozen people. Our whereabouts have been revealed, so don't venture any further, and talk about it after exiting the woods. ”

More than a dozen of his subordinates died beside him, and he didn't know that it was definitely a shame to spread it, but thinking that he would have to cooperate with Cook later, Flot still passed on the current situation.

"Defend the formation, get out of the woods at full speed." Cook and the others, who were already approaching the northwest edge of the woods. After hearing that there was an enemy situation in the woods, he directly gave the same order as Flaude. Cook knew in his heart that his whereabouts had been revealed. There must be an ambush outside the woods, try to get back to the same place and make another plan.

Now that they came to the bag, how could Mo Feng let them out lightly. Just as the mercenary of the ghost mercenary group turned around and walked less than ten meters back.

"Da Da Da"

"Ahh

A burst of gunfire rang out, and a cloud of blood erupted from the chests of the three mercenaries who had withdrawn to the front. With a scream, he stood still.

"Enemy attack. Take cover! Seeing that three more of his men were killed, Flot roared wildly, and he couldn't care about hiding his whereabouts, and the G36 in his hand spat out a tongue of fire that was more than a foot long, and the whistling bullets went straight to the position where the enemy might be hiding. Flot didn't expect to kill the enemy, but only to buy time for his men in front of him to hide.

In the woods, there was a lot of gunfire for a while, and the Reaper sniper team lying on the roof of the villa in Snow Willow Villa didn't know what was going on. Holding a night vision goggle, he looked in the direction of the woods with a puzzled expression. Only Marshall, who was guarding the first line of defense, knew in his heart that the boss had begun to massacre again.

Mo Feng was tired and lay on his stomach in a shallow pit behind a thick birch tree. The bullets flew like raindrops on the tree beside him, and the sound of "beep" was endless, and Mo Feng's face hurt for a while from the bark that was splashed by the bullets.

Nearly two hundred mercenaries quickly retreated while firing in all directions, this was indeed a good method, at least suppressing Mo Feng to the point that he had no power to fight back for the time being.

Although the true qi in Mo Feng's body could resist ordinary bullets, it was only limited to a few, and if Mo Feng stood up at this time, the nearly two hundred assault rifles would definitely be able to tear him to pieces in a second.

Mo Feng, who was hiding at the edge of the woods, felt that the mercenary at the front was definitely less than twenty meters away from him by the sound of gunshots, "Damn, you still want to come out?" Mo Feng took out a cylindrical object about ten centimeters long and seven or eight centimeters thick in diameter from his backpack, pulled off the pull ring on it, and then pressed the reed at the upper end with his thumb, silently recited two numbers in his heart, raised his hand and threw it back.

As soon as the cylinder was shot, Mo Feng tightly covered his eyes with both hands.

In the pitch-black woods, with a dazzling white light bursting out, as if ten suns were rising at the same time, the entire forest within fifty square meters was instantly shrouded in a white light.

"Ahh "Ahh My eyes!" As soon as the white light rose, countless heart-rending screams were already ringing in the woods. The power generated by the dazzling bullet added by the ghost hand David was magnified dozens of times by the night vision device actually caused more than 80 of Frod's subordinates to lose nearly eighty percent of their combat effectiveness at once.

Fifty or sixty mercenaries howled and rolled on the thorny ground, and some of the guns that had not yet been released were triggered, and the people around them were shot and fell

These usually well-trained mercenaries could no longer maintain their formation, and the sound of howls, gunshots, and scolding rang out, and the entire forest suddenly became a pot of porridge.

What Mo Feng wanted was this kind of scene, in the chaos, Mo Feng's gunfire was covered, and in just a moment, ten more lives were harvested by him.

"Throw away the night vision goggles and break to the left." Extremely aggrieved, Flot cursed Cook in his heart and gave orders in a low voice.

Froude knew in his heart that if he stayed here any longer, his remaining twenty or so intact subordinates would not be able to escape the end of the total annihilation, and Cook was completely unreliable, damn, he couldn't abandon his men to search for that damn killer.

After a short hesitation, Flot gritted his teeth and decided to abandon the more than fifty mercenaries whose eyeballs were burned by Yan Zòng and completely lost their combat effectiveness, and led the remaining mercenaries to break through.

"Cobra everybody breaks to the left." Seeing the ghost mercenary group being beaten in front, and the combat effectiveness was directly reduced by eighty percent, Cook felt happy in his heart. But he also knew that now was not the time for infighting, so he ordered the Cobra mercenary group to break out to the left with Flaude's men.

There is a killer hiding in the back, and there is no doubt that there will be someone waiting to get out of the front. Neither Frode nor Cook were fools, and now only the left and right sides were slightly safer, so they chose the left side of the sparsely wooded side as the direction of the breakthrough.

At this time, Frode and Cook, who were bent on breaking through, had already thrown the matter of seizing the secret recipe out of the clouds.

Seeing that Froude fled to the left with more than twenty people, Mo Feng smiled coldly, set the famas equipped with silencers into a single state, and shot the heads of the more than forty mercenaries who were wailing on the ground, and in just a moment, the forest was calm.

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