Chapter 277

The old man wanted to kill Subei, but in his opinion, Subei must have something to do with the five families, at least with the Zhao family. If Subei knew that the Zhao family had shot him, I don't know how to feel.

When Subei stopped, Zeng long squatted beside him breathlessly. His physical strength obviously couldn't keep up with him, unlike the man with a red face and a heart.

A few meters outside the Bush, there is a camp with a searchlight on. There are two tanks outside. The correspondent is talking to general Cha about the war situation. The valley has been burned into a sea of fire. Not to mention Northern Jiangsu, even the fish and python in the river have been blown out.

As soon as Subei reaches out his hand, Zeng long gives him two daggers from the loot. Subei throws them out quickly, and two sentry bandits behind the camp quietly turn into corpses.

Zeng long was numb and disdained to be surprised at what happened in front of him. He thought Northern Jiangsu was just a retired special forces soldier. Later, he thought he was a member of the dark group. Finally, he suddenly found that his strength was far better than that of the dark group. This kind of strength is the king of soldiers in any battlefield.

"You wait a moment, this should be the last nest." Subei asked.

"Mr. Su, I'd better go with you." Zeng long wasn't worried about the security of Northern Jiangsu, but Northern Jiangsu just came to help. Instead, he took on all the tasks. He became a signalman.

"You'd better save your life and think about what happens after daybreak."

Without waiting for Zeng Long's reaction, Northern Jiangsu had already jumped out of the bush. In order to preserve the true Qi and solve these goods, it was not necessary to be so aboveboard. He jumped into the tank outside the camp tent and killed a bandit inside. He loaded the shell, adjusted the angle and bombarded several guns, which made general Cha's weapons depot and rear barracks into a sea of fire.

Northern Jiangsu has not played this thing for a long time. Some of the craftsmen drove the tank out of the camp and asked Zeng long to get on the bus. Armored forward for some distance, two people eat something to supplement their strength. This broken tank was purchased by general cha. If it's a domestic tank, it can go through the slope and dense forest. He nicknamed it general cha. In fact, it's just a militant in a backward area.

The only function of the tank is that there is a radio device in the car, which can contact General Cha's base camp and other sentries.

Zeng Long's original intention is to directly investigate the general's hometown and surprise him. The fighting time is too long. This is a border area and may lead to local conflicts. However, Subei felt that since they had done a lot of work, the only way to avoid future trouble was to get rid of general Cha and General Wang and General Li, and to cut grass to get rid of their roots and all their living forces.

Of course, in the face of the huge profits of drugs in the Myanmar triangle region, after the death of general Cha for some time, there will still be such people pouting. Peace is news. It's said to the people that Zeng long is so unknown and even dead in China that they don't know that many people have existed.

Located at the entrance of mountain road one kilometer away from general Cha's base camp, there is a huge tent at the intersection. A few foreigners in the tent are having an interesting conversation. From their appearance and language, we can tell that they are from Europe and America.

"It's a shame. General Cha's No. 100 disappeared like this. Ha ha." Baroque, holding the goblet, sneered that, in his view, the Oriental, whether they are bandits or special forces, are waste. In his favorite basketball court, the European and American people can dunk on the Oriental's head at will. This Shura international recidivist still has the strength in terms of physical fitness, professional level and weaponry.

"I don't know how many people on the other side killed general Cha's main combat force in such a short time." Another golden hair said.

"There won't be a lot of them. They can fight in small groups, with up to four people. Otherwise, their mobility will not be so flexible and they can quickly cross the whole line of defense." Said a nigger.

Baroque frowned and crumpled his wine cup. He said in a deep voice, "even if we can clean up the rubbish of general Cha, it will take us at least one night. We can see that the combat effectiveness of the other side can't be underestimated."

"Chinese special forces? There are several times in our record of fighting, and this is not the first time we have cooperated with general cha. " A year ago, the Shura mercenary alliance, together with several international organizations, eliminated the 12 member Falcon team active on the Yunnan Myanmar border in the same tropical jungle. They never thought that Northern Jiangsu was the one who missed the net.

"I heard that two high-level teams of Shura were employed to collect satellite debris in Huaxia Huizhou province a month ago. So far, there is no news at all. Basically, they are dead."

Baroque nodded. It was true. In their Shura mercenary alliance, they are controlled by ten heavyweight experts. There is no news from the king of sniper and iron man Kang Si, which has shocked the whole world killer world. They are all the top ten experts in the world.

Baroque's "team" in the Shura mercenary alliance is only the existence of "light heavyweight". Because of the incident between comse and the king of sniper, there are some alternative voices in the alliance. Therefore, Baroque can't make any mistakes in this mission, otherwise the reputation of Shura mercenary alliance in the killer world will plummet.

"How can someone in China defeat the combination of iron man Kang Si and sniper king?" Baroque thought.

"How dare you call yourself a tough combination of just two rubbish? I don't know who gave you confidence. " Outside the tent came the voice of a young man.No matter how much Liu Hanyan thinks about Northern Jiangsu, Northern Jiangsu is not a native hat. It's very convenient to master several foreign languages in action. Northern Jiangsu's foreign language level is not high, but he can understand Baroque's vows.

"Who?" This time Baroque spoke poor Chinese.

"The giver, a big gift."

Ah! Ah! Two shouts, bayonets cut the necks of two international killers, and two of them were kicked into the tent.

Suddenly, several people in the tent took up their guns and cold weapons and looked at the heads of their companions on the ground. They were frightened. How did he do it?

When the curtain of the tent was lifted, several submachine guns fired intensively.

After a barrage of gunfire, the man came in, wearing a pair of white gloves in both hands and carrying the necks of the other two companions in both arms.

Two foreigners who are more than 1.9 meters tall are like babies in the hands of Subei. They are almost choked by him. Subei coldly looking at these weak creatures, this feeling is very good, like a cat caught a nest of mice.

One of them bumped into the box and broke his head. The other bumped into the sofa, panting and coughing. At last, he found that his throat was full of blood. He looked at Subei from the tent with dull eyes. There was no arrogance of foreigners abusing Oriental people in his eyes, but only fear and dullness.

Ten Shura mercenaries were solved four times by Northern Jiangsu in an instant? Two spears of the three edged army are heading for the north of Jiangsu Province. With their clean feet, they use their bodies as shells to kick a hole in the logo of the Shura mercenary in the tent.

This scene shocked several experts in the field of killers. It's not surprising that the current strength of Northern Jiangsu is rare even in the ancient martial arts world, not to mention a few killers who sit back and watch the sky and boast about how many civilians they have killed.

Jin Mao, the farthest from northern Jiangsu, quickly took out a cartridge clip and loaded the bullet. When he wanted to shoot quickly, he flashed in front of him like a ghost, punched him on the wrist, and the pistol flew in the air. Su Bei caught the gun and pressed the barrel into Jin Mao's mouth. Bang bang bang, the bullet ran out. This mouth must not be able to eat after that. The powerful momentum of Northern Jiangsu made Baroque step back.

Northern Jiangsu picked up a bayonet from the ground, turned around and drew an arc. The last two Shura masters were accompanied by long blood lines, and even their limbs were cut off like a butcher. The blood dyed the tent red. Baroque's hands and feet began to tremble with the smell of blood.

"You..."

"Me what me? What you just said is that the king of sniper and the iron man Kang Si are also the prey I killed in my spare time. " The northern Jiangsu dialect front turns and says with a smile: "give you a chance, kneel down and beg for mercy, I will consider sparing your life."

Looking at the corpses of his companions, Baroque, who was pale, could hardly imagine that a minute ago, they were still discussing how to eat fish. Now it's too late for them to know what Tianwei is.

"You have three seconds to think, three, two, one..."

Poop! The strong man, who is two meters tall, kneels on the ground with a puff. It's not that he is afraid of death, but his heart suddenly collapses at this moment.

Baroque kowtowed a long head: "please forgive me."

Baroque, who can speak Chinese, has a little knowledge of Chinese culture and history. He knows that Chinese people have a better face. As long as they submit and flatter them, they will let themselves go with a superior attitude.

Now he just wanted to let Subei free him and leave this ghost place, even if he would be chased by Shura mercenary alliance.

"Are there any children at home?" Subei suddenly asked.

"Yes, two."

"Don't be a killer in the future. Is this condition OK?"

"Yes, yes." Baroque caught the chance to live, and a humble idea came into his mind that the weakness of the Chinese people is

Poof!

A trigonometric thorn from the top of the head tianlinggai, through the head, neck and chest, straight nail him on the floor. Subei let him kneel down, just to kill more convenient, did not expect this foreign brother is quite simple.

Zeng long, who has been doing a good job in finishing the work, set the tent on fire. He could not help sighing that he was the heavyweight killers of the Shura mercenary alliance and Baroque on the international wanted notices. He had no struggle to die.

"General Su, general Cha's base camp is already in this forest." Zeng long pointed to the forest in front of him and said.

"As usual, I'll wait for you at the base camp for five minutes. As soon as Baroque dies, I'm afraid Lao Cha will have a premonition that something bad will happen and run away. " Northern Jiangsu lit a cigarette and walked deep into the jungle.

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