Chapter: 861
The order had just been issued, when the fourth and fifth teams retreated cautiously.

Sudden!

A group of people fell from the tree, and there were eleven people falling on each side of the team. In terms of numbers, they were about the same, but in terms of skill...

Under the eyes of the captain, the attacking enemy was as if he had taken off his body. Before the soldiers even had time to lift their guns, they had already approached, fists and feet raining down in a violent storm.

bang bang bang...

There was a muffled sound and a cry of pain, and the fourth and fifth teams were all killed.

At this time, the snipers here also fired several shots, but none of them were effective. The group of people came and went in a hurry, shuttling back and forth in the jungle, and they couldn't find them after a while.

"Hurry up!"

"guard!"

"Circle defense!"

The captain's heart skipped a beat, and he let out a hoarse cry. The last ten subordinates formed a circle, with their backs to a century-old tree, and scanned the surroundings with extreme vigilance.

The captain's hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.

Of the six squads, five were killed in battle, which made his brain a little hard to turn back.

The ghost-like person on the opposite side is really the wolf head detachment? How can it be? Now how to do?

A strand of cold sweat slowly trickled down from the captain's forehead. At this moment, he had no choice but to defend in this position.

at the same time.

Zhao Feng and the others strolled forward at the back.

"Team Wind, shall we just wander forward like this?" Xiao Wu couldn't help asking.

This is too casual, walk around swaggeringly, what if you run into an enemy?

"Didn't I tell you that we collect the corpses?" Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"But, there are no corpses, and the losers won't let us whip them." Xiao Wu grinned.

"That's what I'm here for." Zhao Feng looked forward suddenly, and a playful smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Look, here comes the corpse."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Feng took the lead in striding forward.

Coming forward with their heads down was the third team from the right wing of the first row of Longying. When they saw Zhao Feng and others walking over, they didn't even want to say a word.

After all, at the beginning, they all wiped their necks.

"Wait, are you allowed to leave?" Zhao Feng walked to the front and said.

"Huh? Are you sick? What are we doing here if we lose?" A member of the third team suddenly raised his head and said with a displeased face.

"You'll know what you're doing right away." Zhao Feng glanced at Xiao Wu and the others who had just walked up behind him, waved his hand, and said:

"beat!"

Crash!