Amazed!

Not far away, a group of special forces all looked at Fang Qiong like ghosts at this time, opened their mouths wide, and looked straight at them.

Are you kidding?

It's a doubt about life!

"It's... It's over? ”

"This person was treated like a sack and was thrown to death by Brother Fang?"

"Oh my God!"

"Inhuman!"

“......！”

Many soldiers reacted, and one by one they walked quickly to the strong man's side, and one of the medics stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and began to check the strong man's injuries.

After a while, he froze.

"What's wrong? How's it checked? Are you dead? A special forces soldier couldn't help but ask.

"It's not just dead!" The medical soldier glanced at Fang Qiong like a god, and then couldn't help but say with a wry smile: "In my life, I really have never seen such a miserable death, this is worse than jumping off a building, up and down the body, not a single bone is complete, and it was smashed into a mess of rotten flesh by Brother Fang." ”

"Oh my god!"

"So miserable?"

Everyone was stunned, and then looked at Fang Qiong in unison.

Fang Qiongfeng took out a towel lightly, wiped his hands, and then said calmly: "It's all calm, it's just a basic operation, Tai Chi is not as weak as you think!" ”

"What are you kidding? Tai chi? ”

Everyone was stunned again, and even in the command room, Long Xiaoyun and Shi Qingsong looked at the video screen with confused faces.

Think about the miserable death of that strong man, this is called Tai Chi?

Is your Tai Chi so violent?

"This man... There is not a word of truth in the mouth! Long Xiaoyun held back for a long time and spit out such a sentence.

On the contrary, Shi Qingsong, with a glint in his eyes, looked at Fang Qiong in the picture, and said: "This is a master of national arts, Tai Chi, it is indeed not as simple as you think, national arts, non-martial arts, only killing people and not performing kung fu, it is called national arts, the military body boxing in our army is adapted from the national arts, but the changes are all foreign boxing, Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua, the three major internal boxing methods are too difficult to practice, so it has not been popularized in the army, originally someone suggested to me to let the special forces learn the internal boxing method, I hesitated before, Now it seems that it is necessary. ”

"Inner fist?" Long Xiaoyun was stunned.

......

"Let's go!"

After Fang Qiong finished loading, he picked up the sniper rifle on the ground, and then waved his hand and continued to walk forward with the people behind him.

At this time, those special forces looked at Fang Qiong with the same eyes as they looked at immortals, of course they would not disobey Fang Qiong.

However, if Fang Qiong understood their thoughts, I am afraid that he would be very honest and say that he was an immortal.

After all, the player who opens the hang is an immortal to an ordinary player.

God-level marksmanship, master of national arts, king of all-terrain combat soldiers, for these special forces, Fang Qiong is more fierce than opening a hanging, this is a god.

Walking briskly all the way, Fang Qiong didn't forget his mission, Minden, he vaguely remembered that he appeared on the border at the last moment of the movie.

If you want to kill Minden, you must reach the border before he does.

The group walked briskly, and soon reached a position close to the edge of the border, and after the dense primeval jungle, a mountain and grassland appeared in front of everyone.

"Huh? Interesting! ”

Suddenly, Fang Qiong found that many soldiers around him had very ugly faces, and he followed everyone's eyes to see that on a boulder, someone sprayed a line of words with red paint.

Chinese Scouts!

"These mercenaries are too arrogant, they must all be left behind!"

"When you come to Huaxia, don't think about going out."

"MDZZ, they must be killed!"

"Shame!"

Everyone couldn't help but scold in a low voice, and at this time, Fang Qiong looked at everyone and asked, "Who has red paint?" ”

"Is it okay to have camouflage without red paint?"

Hearing Fang Qiong's inquiry, one of them replied quickly.

Camouflage camouflage? Is it the kind of paint that is applied to the face?

Fang Qiong was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, who is that, give me your gun!" ”

As he spoke, Fang Qiong reached out and took the submachine gun of one of the soldiers, although the soldier didn't know what Fang Qiong was going to do, he still nodded and handed it to Fang Qiong.

"Get out of the way!"

After shouting, the Fang Qiong submachine gun instantly erupted in flames, and the bullets crackled on the boulder, and it took three consecutive shuttle bullets to end.

When the smoke cleared, Fang Qiong returned the submachine gun to the soldier and continued on his way.

Behind, the stunned warriors couldn't help but be stopped by Fang Qiong when they looked at the handwriting revealed by the boulder.

"Chinese Scouts, sweep the world!"

"Domineering!"

"My God, how well do you master a gun by typing a line with a submachine gun bullet?"

"Sharpshooters aren't enough to describe!"

"Awesome, awesome!"

"This sentence is good, hahaha, what about the Boy Scouts? Lao Tzu wants to be a boy scout, and he wants to sweep the world! ”

"Hey, a bunch of single dogs, aren't they the Boy Scouts!"

"Hahaha!"

.........

In the command room of the Wolf Warrior Squadron, Long Xiaoyun and Shi Qingsong couldn't help but look at the handwriting left on the boulder, and couldn't help but shake their heads.

"This kid, he wasted bullets in battle, and he must be severely punished when he comes back!"

"How to punish severely?" Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but ask with a smile, she could obviously hear Shi Qingsong's appreciation of Fang Qiong.

"Shut him up!" Shi Qingsong said without hesitation.

"People aren't your soldiers!"

Long Xiaoyun smiled when she heard this, and she said this faintly, which immediately made the smile on Shi Qingsong's face freeze.

"Then let him become Lao Tzu's soldier first, and then find a reason to lock him up!"

............

"I must admit that you are not the smartest soldier I have ever met, but you are the bravest!"

On the edge of the wilderness border, the mercenary leader Lao Mao stared at the wet cold front in front of him, and said sincerely.

"Do you speak Chinese?" Leng Feng's face was dripping with sweat as he opened his mouth, and he stared at the old cat and gasped.

“What？” The old cat was stunned.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Leng Feng did not hesitate, and between breaths, he recovered a little physical strength, and he quickly attacked and killed with a scimitar in his hand, and the two fell into a fight again.

You come and go, and the two fight fiercely.

However, after a moment, it was a stalemate.

After all, Leng Feng's strength was not as good as that of the old cat, and the sharp blade held by the old cat was gradually inserted into his body.

"Ah, Brother Leng Feng, do you want to help?"

At this moment, on the dirt slope above, Fang Qiong's voice sounded, Leng Feng and the old cat quickly let go of each other, took a few steps back, and then looked up together.

“oh，fuck！！！”

The old cat couldn't help but scold, but it was Leng Feng who smiled.

I saw that above the dirt slope, Fang Qiong was holding a sniper rifle, watching the two of them fight, and on both sides of Fang Qiong, more than two dozen heads holding guns were also looking at them with smiles.

It's the same routine again, and it's the same smile again.