Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 110 Stay where you are, support will be here soon!

"Fuck! Where's that person? Why is he gone?"

"Did you see him running this way just now?"

"Search for me! Even if you have to dig three feet deep, you must find him!"

Shaka chased here and looked around with flaming eyes.

He raised his hand and pointed in a direction, ordering his only remaining subordinate to go and search.

He himself searched in the opposite direction.

Geraint arrived late and he was already losing his patience.

To use the terminology of the game, what is happening now is no longer related to the main quest and can only be considered a side story.

Although Shaka promised him that he would give him $500,000 if he found the person.

But even if you get money, you still have to be alive to spend it.

Although the guy who succeeded in several sneak attacks was not very strong in combat, he was very cunning, like a loach.

There are dense forests and overgrown weeds everywhere, and it's so dark.

In this situation, it is not easy to find someone quickly.

Geralt narrowed his eyes, looked at the red and blue light spots gradually gathering at the foot of the mountain, and gave an untimely reminder.

"Mr. Shaka, we have wasted too much time here. We must leave now."

"Otherwise, when their reinforcements arrive, we will be trapped here and no one will be able to escape."

When people are in a red temperature state, their rationality will drop significantly.

Shaka was obviously overwhelmed by anger and refused to listen to any advice.

Not to mention that Qin Feng killed three of his men right under his nose.

He ran away unharmed carrying the seriously injured Yan soldier on his back.

This is not just a slap in Shaka's face, it is equivalent to shitting and pissing on his face.

Shaka was originally a guy who was extremely concerned about his reputation and liked to challenge other people's bottom line.

But today, even though he had all the advantages and a gun, he was hit by someone at close range.

It's like an adult holding a knife being bullied by an elementary school student.

How could he swallow this?

"I don't need you to teach me how to do it!"

"Remember, I'm the boss, you're just a damn mercenary who gets paid to do the job!"

Geraint's face turned cold and he felt particularly unhappy about Shaka's offense.

But he didn't refute anything, after all, this was the financial sponsor.

No matter what you are against, don’t be against money.

At worst, I can tear his mouth apart when I get the money.

"Three minutes. If you don't leave by then, any danger you encounter will have nothing to do with me, and I won't help you!"

"Also, if you die accidentally, I'll ask your father for the remaining money!"

"understood!"

Although Shaka was angry, he still had a trace of rationality in his heart.

He knew how dangerous the current situation was, but he wanted to vent his anger even more.

"Get out! Get out!"

Shaka randomly fired wildly into the grass around him, trying to force Qin Feng out.

Gerald looked at his crazy appearance, turned his head to the other side, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face.

He now understood why this boy was not valued in the family.

He is basically a giant baby with an underdeveloped brain and unrealistic ambitions.

At this time, the only remaining militant not far away found bloodstains on a piece of grass.

He bent down and looked along the bloodstains.

Finally, we found a dense shrub about one meter tall and tied with a cloth.

"Boss, boss..."

Surprised, the guy immediately turned back to inform Shaka.

At this moment, Qin Feng, who was hiding in the mud, suddenly jumped up.

Like a demon crawling out of hell, he stabbed the dagger into his jaw.

The force was so strong that it almost lifted him up.

The sharp tip of the knife was like chopsticks poking tofu, piercing into the opponent's brain stem.

When pulling it out, Qin Feng even cruelly twisted the handle of the knife, causing a large amount of blood to flow.

"There, he is over there!"

Shaka turned around and shouted angrily, with flames spewing from the muzzle of his gun.

But Qin Feng had already used this guy as a meat shield in front of him.

Several bullets hit the corpse, completing a wave of whipping.

Qin Feng took advantage of the situation and hid behind a big tree that two people could hug.

"You can't run away, you bastard!"

While Shaka was changing the magazine, he called out to Gerald to go around quickly.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind the tree on the left.

Shaka subconsciously pulled the bolt, and his body's instinct made him raise the gun and shoot.

When all the bullets hit the target, he was shocked to find that it was the same corpse.

Damn, I got fooled!

Just when he reacted and wanted to dodge.

Qin Feng had already rushed out from the other side of the tree like a ghost.

Without even aiming, he just raised his hand and fired a volley of bullets.

The only five remaining bullets drew a line diagonally in the air.

The next second, Shaka fell to the ground with a scream.

He was shot in the calf and arm, and bleeding was coming out.

Zhao Pengfei once mentioned this during the fixed-gun training.

On a real battlefield, finding ways to hit the target is always the first priority.

Don't always aim for a headshot or a heart shot.

As long as the bullet can hit the enemy, it doesn't matter which part.

The powerful kinetic energy and the bleeding wounds can make the opponent lose most of their combat effectiveness immediately.

Qin Feng remembered this very clearly and put it into practice.

Looking at Shaka who got up from the ground in front, stumbled and ran away in a panic.

The slightly deformed metal kettle that helped Qin Feng get the first blood appeared in his hand again.

But just as he was about to rush forward and swing his arms, wanting to send Shaka to see God.

The hairs on Qin Feng's back stood up, and a strong sense of crisis instantly hit him.

The body fell to the ground before the brain could react.

Da da da.....

A volley of bullets flew past Qin Feng's scalp.

If he had been a half-second slower, he would have been turned into a sieve.

The firepower of the enemy's submachine gun was so strong that Qin Feng couldn't even raise his head.

At the moment, he could only hide in a small sunken pit.

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on Qin Feng's waist vibrated twice.

He answered the call with surprise, and immediately heard Ge Zhiyong's extremely anxious voice from the other end.

Although there was a lot of noise and some words were unclear, being able to get in touch was already a pleasant surprise.

"Hello, hello... Zhao Pengfei, can... can you? Can you read?"

"Company Commander, I'm Qin Feng!"

Hearing Qin Feng's voice, Ge Zhiyong was so excited that tears almost came out.

But just as he was about to speak again, the walkie-talkie was snatched away by instructor Bi Yuan.

"Qin Feng, the college students from Class 4 have been safely brought down the mountain. Support and emergency personnel are heading up the mountain. How are you all doing? How are you?"

"I'm fine, but the squad leader was shot and he's in a very bad condition!"

"I hid him in a bush tied with a strip of cloth on the southern hillside, the third one from the right!"

"Remember, it's the third bush from the right, not the one with the cloth tied around it. There are two big rocks next to it. You'll find it as soon as you get here!"

After hearing that Qin Feng was safe and sound, he hid the injured Zhao Pengfei.

Ge Zhiyong and Bi Yuan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

While escorting the college students down the mountain, almost all the recruits in the fourth squad suffered falls and fractures to varying degrees.

However, he has been taken to the ambulance and is currently safe and not in any serious condition.

Right now, what they are most worried about is the safety of Qin Feng and Zhao Pengfei.

After all, they stayed behind to lure the enemy in order to create a chance for everyone to escape, so you can imagine how dangerous it was.

Ge Zhiyong put his face close to the intercom and shouted, "The armed police and special forces have gone up the mountain. Leave the rest to them. You stay where you are and don't go anywhere else. Be sure to pay attention to safety!"

"Yes, company commander!"

After the call ended, Qin Feng's tense heart relaxed a little.

If rescue comes up the mountain, the squad leader will be saved.

For now, all he had to do was make sure he was safe.

The armed police and special forces will take care of the rest.

The firepower overhead was getting weaker and weaker, and the gunshots were getting farther and farther away. It seemed that they wanted to retreat.

Qin Feng poked his head out of the pit a little and found that the two figures in the distance had indeed run away.

The one limping was the guy he had just beaten.

The other one should be the sniper...

Qin Feng's body shook and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw at a glance the figure carried on the sniper's shoulders.

It was Zhao Pengfei who had fallen into a coma.

"I'll fuck you!"

Qin Feng slammed his fists on the ground, his anger surging like magma.

With red eyes, he picked up a gun on the ground and rushed forward regardless of anything.

At this moment, Qin Feng had only one thought in his mind.

Rescue the people, we must rescue the squad leader!