Chapter 190 He is back. The devil is back
Chapter 190 He is back. The devil is back
The order from the temporary Japanese commander was quickly issued.
Unfortunately, Ye Feng did not give him time to successfully implement the plan.
The heavy machine gunner who had just turned his gun around and was ready to suppress the attack with heavy firepower was shot dead by Ye Feng. Even the heavy machine gunner's assistant was not spared. Both of them were covered in blood, and their bodies fell on the machine gun.
With a loud "boom", a grenade was thrown accurately near the three grenade tubes.
With one grenade, three Japanese soldiers were killed on the spot.
"Baka, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. Considering the distance between us and the enemy, the grenade he threw couldn't have that much power?" Some Japanese soldiers looked stunned and kept muttering in disbelief.
"Hurry up and start full-automatic fire to buy time for the people who are flanking on both sides."
The man who served as temporary commander shouted loudly.
When he was shouted at, he did not look up, nor did he dare to look up. In order to save his life, he even hid in a dense bush.
In his opinion, no matter how good Ye Feng's marksmanship was, it was impossible for him to penetrate the bushes and hit him in such a dark environment, right?
As it turned out, he underestimated Ye Feng's fighting ability.
"Da da~~~"
With a few fierce rifle shots, the brush and grass flew, and the temporary commander's men were killed.
Logically speaking, this group of devils, claiming to be a special forces team, had undergone special training, even if their commanders were all dead.
Given their military proficiency, it is impossible for them to be defeated in one fell swoop.
However, the situation has changed now. The remaining special forces members are all scared and terrified. They just want to escape from here and stay away from the super agent named "Ye Feng".
They are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die in vain!
Because Ye Feng's shooting skills were so accurate, and his movements were like a ghost. He would often be shooting one second, and in the next second, he might have moved more than ten meters and ruthlessly harvested lives again.
This is not a person.
This is the devil.
He is the terrifying god of death in the land of China.
The Japanese soldiers were so nervous that they were completely frightened. They had no plan and were fighting on their own.
Ye Feng was waiting for this kind of opportunity, and the next scene became his real hunting moment.
A few minutes later, when the other two temporary teams returned, the nearby weedy woodland was already covered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, and the strong smell of blood continued to permeate the air and lingered.
Shocking blood flowed layer upon layer. Although it was a battlefield that had just occurred, the surroundings were extremely quiet and not a single sound could be heard.
There were no screams of pain from any of the devils.
"We are late!"
"That Chinese agent is so terrifying. He alone was able to kill dozens of our agents in such a short time."
"And all of them were killed with one shot. There were only deaths, no minor or serious injuries."
"In addition to his excellent marksmanship, his physical fitness, reaction speed, and observation skills are also absolutely top-notch."
"We don't pose much of a threat to him. On the contrary, he can easily kill all of us."
"Be quiet, let's retreat carefully and leave slowly."
As the commander-in-chief of the Condor Special Forces, Ito Takuma had no anger on his face at this moment, only tension, uneasiness, and fear...
Yes, the smell of blood wafting from the battlefield not far away made his scalp tingle and his back feel cold.
Even his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Somehow, Ito Takuma felt as if he was being targeted by a man-eating poisonous snake?
This sense of danger of death made his hair stand on end and made him feel very uncomfortable.
Takuma Ito spent countless energy and resources to build such a special forces team. His original intention was not to fight with the enemy's agents.
Instead, he will lead this specially trained team of agents to penetrate the enemy's rear.
Only by wreaking havoc in the enemy's backyard can the special forces team play to their strengths.
Therefore, his choice to retreat at this time was undoubtedly wise. Unfortunately, his team had been targeted.
"The commander-in-chief in charge of a special forces team?"
“What a big fish!”
Ye Feng hid in the dark, licked his lips, carefully raised the gun and aimed it at the figure.
With a "bang" of a gunshot, Takuma Ito fell to the ground.
But he did not fall down slowly, but more like he lay down instinctively. Ye Feng could see clearly that the Japanese commander was shot, but it was not a fatal wound. The bullet deviated from its position and only hit the opponent's shoulder.
"As expected of the special forces commander, your reaction speed is indeed extraordinary."
Ye Feng quickly moved sideways and continued shooting while moving.
He didn't even need to look at the enemy, the scanning map in his mind had already accurately marked the enemy's position.
He was confident that he could hit the target accurately by shooting instinctively.
Close-range headshots were useless even if the devils were wearing helmets. As one special forces devil fell after another, the devil commander could only issue orders in despair and panic:
"Everyone listen up, disperse and break out, escape this area as quickly as possible, and do not disobey orders."
In fact, after seeing dozens of team members die tragically, everyone had lost the will to fight.
As people around them continued to fall to the ground and die, every devil was frightened out of his wits, with only one thought in his mind:
"escape!"
The next scene was also within Ye Feng's expectations. He saw the remaining thirty or so Japanese soldiers shooting indiscriminately at the surroundings without looking in the direction, then stood up and ran wildly, rushing to the distant dark area from different directions.
Ye Feng is alone, so it is impossible for him to stop everyone.
But he was able to defend a large area and then killed six Japanese devils. Following the red dot indication on the scanning map, Ye Feng quickly chased after them. His speed was so fast, like a bloodthirsty cheetah in the dark night, running as fast as lightning, and almost leaving an afterimage.
Three consecutive large-scale pursuits killed another 22 devils.
"Don't even think about escaping. Your special forces team is destined to be completely destroyed tonight. No one can save you!"
Ye Feng was determined to kill them all and not let any of the Japanese special forces return alive.
Otherwise, who knows how much loss the party organization would suffer in its base in the northwest in the future?
Ye Feng didn't dare to delay, he was sure that the Japanese special forces must have called for support.
Perhaps, a large number of Japanese guards from Tilanqiao Prison may have already come out in full force and rushed here to provide support.
With the help of his powerful physical strength, Ye Feng chased after the last few devils.
After killing four more Japanese soldiers in succession, the map in his mind showed that only two Japanese soldiers were left fleeing.
"After all, he is a well-trained special forces commander. Even his ability to escape is better than that of ordinary soldiers."
Not long after, Ye Feng, who was moving ferociously, caught up.
However, just as he was about to cross a patch of low weeds, a violent explosion suddenly occurred around him.
Several trap grenades exploded, with bright flames and billowing smoke.
"Hahaha, it seems that our trap has worked. That super agent named Ye Feng should have been blown to death, right?"
"He stepped into a trap. He was hit by five grenades exploding within a 50-meter radius. In such a short period of time, even if he had wings, he couldn't fly more than a few dozen meters. He is definitely dead."
The two Japanese commanders stopped and looked behind them, both smiling as if their conspiracy had succeeded.
I don't know.
A figure with cold eyes appeared like a ghost and stood in front of them, more than ten meters away.
Two pitch-black gun muzzles, one on the left and one on the right, were pointed at their heads.
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