The face of the female doctor, who was leaning against the trunk of the tree, also changed.

Although she thinks that guy is a demon executioner.

However, she had to admit that he had the courage to go and raid the heavily guarded base alone.

Soon, it was on the top of the hill.

Qin Feng grabbed the delta wing with both hands, stepped back a short distance, took a deep breath, and then kicked his right foot violently, and his body flew forward.

When he reached the edge of the hill, he leaped.

The delta wings rose into the air, carrying him swiftly forward, streaking through the darkness.

In mid-air, Qin Feng, who was holding the delta wings, flew by like a big bird.

Hidden in the jungle, Geng Jihuifeng, Zheng Sanpao, Zhuang Yan and others all stared at each other, looking nervous.

Once there is the slightest deviation, Qin Feng's fate is only death.

Leng Feng, who was still injured on his body, stared at Qin Feng even more, his fists clenched.

It was only at this time that he understood how much worse his desperate efforts were from Qin Feng's.

He clenched his teeth, he would definitely work hard, and work harder, only when he became powerful could he help him, instead of standing here and watching.

"Execute the order, work in pairs, and guard the exits."

Geng Jihui, as the deputy captain, immediately gave the order.

"Yes!"

Now the people are only doing what they are told.

"Ten minutes countdown, if there is no movement, withdraw immediately and gather here."

Taking a deep breath, he whispered.

This time, several people did not respond.

"We're going to prepare for the worst."

Geng Jihui also sighed and waved his hand,

"I believe him."

Long Xiaoyun clenched his fists.

"Me too!"

Zhuang Yan is also full of blood.

"Hmm."

"Action."

The weeds shook, and several people quickly dispersed.

And in mid-air.

Qin Feng grabbed the delta wing tightly with both hands and slid forward.

The outermost minefield of the base.

It's over.

Then there is the fence, the barbed wire.

It's over.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, at least he hadn't been discovered until now.

The militants below definitely didn't expect that Qin Feng would fly in this way.

The delta wing shook a few times, Qin Feng turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was still too simple, and it was good if it didn't fall apart directly.

A black shadow flashed quickly on the ground.

A militant leaning on a watchtower was full of doubts, what is it?

As soon as he raised his head, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, and in mid-air, a dark shadow was rapidly coming towards him.

The moment he landed, Qin Feng let go of the hand covering the guy's mouth and nose.

He drew his dagger, grabbed his gun, stood up, and buried his head slightly.

Some of the nearby guys who heard the movement took a look at it and turned their heads away.

Glancing around, no one paid attention to this side.

He quickly crouched down and held the gun to the corpse, then he helped the corpse up and leaned against it, pretending to be sleepy.

With that done, he grabbed the claw dagger, looked around, and then jerked forward, and he jumped off the watchtower.

When he landed, he squatted down with his feet, rushed forward, and rolled on the ground several times in succession.

Then, with a brace of hands, the body bounced, and a fish leaped to the top, hiding behind a bunker stacked with sandbags.

Leaning there, he took a breath and looked ahead, not far from the huge oil storage tank.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Footsteps were heard, approaching this direction.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng turned over and lay there, burying his face there.

"Hey, man, you're in the wrong place, it's my nest."

The militant who had just come back from peeing looked at Qin Feng a little depressed, and when he heard the snoring, he squatted down, reached out and grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder, and then pulled back.

"Wake up."

Qin Feng turned around and waved his right hand with a claw dagger.

A cold light flashed.

Burst!

His eyes widened and his face glazed over.

This place is heavily guarded, with three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post, how can there be an enemy to drill in.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to figure it out.

One dragged the body down, turned it around, and made him lie on the sandbag.

Seeing a group of patrolling militants coming over, Qin Feng didn't have time to think about it.

He tilted his head and leaned against the corpse, pretending to have just woken up, and stretched.

The patrolling guys turned their heads at one glance and cursed.

These guys are more comfortable than them, and at least they can sit and laze and sleep for a while.

When the pair of patrolling guys were far away, Qin Feng held his hands on the ground and his body bounced.

With his feet on the ground, his body was like a cannonball out of the chamber, rushing forward.

His body soared into the air, leaped over a trench, then ran quickly, dodged, and hid behind a barracks.

"I'm so sleepy, and I can't smoke."

"Smoking here, do you want to die?"

Two lazy voices came, Qin Feng held his breath, and listened to the lack of movement in the barracks behind him.

He didn't hesitate, reached out, and turned to go in.

Inside, a strong smell of blood came, and in the darkness, a figure covered in blood was lying on the ground.

Qin Feng's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then the murderous aura on his body surged, and he saw the armed police uniform on the figure.

There is no doubt that the person in front of him is the armed guard in the embassy of country S.

Hearing the movement, the scarred figure moved and opened its mouth.

"Shh

Qin Feng squatted over.

"My own people."

His eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head with difficulty, looking at Qin Feng with a little excitement.

Holding him up and half-sitting up, Qin Feng saw that his shoulders and feet were all gunshot wounds, and even the five fingers of his left hand had been cut off three times.

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

"Don't make a sound, I'll bandage your wounds."

"I'm too injured to get out."

The man shook his head and whispered, staccato in a whisper.

However, Qin Feng still did not give up and took out the sheep's horn dagger.

"Let me die in this police uniform, and don't break it again."

He turned his head and squeezed out a smile at Qin Feng.

"It's nice to see your own people before you die."

"Don't talk nonsense, save some energy, I'll definitely take you out."

From joining the army to the present, he Qin Feng has never given up on one of his own.

"Take me, you can't get out."

He shook his head, a pained look on his face, and a sad look in his eyes.

"The embassy was bombed, I, the captain of the armed police, can't escape the blame, it's better to die here, otherwise if I go back, how can I face my dead brothers?"

"I think your brother would prefer you to live, and then heal your wounds and avenge them."

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and whispered.

"You wait here, I'll go back."

Soon, Qin Feng bent down and drilled out again.

A figure came from around the corner, and Qin Feng quickly retreated sideways.

The shadows on the ground were getting closer.

The claw dagger flashed.