Battlefield Contract Worker

[Book Title: Battlefield Contract Worker Chapter 2881 Desert Cavalry Author: Do Not Do It]

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The black guard saw that Lin Rui was standing there motionless, with no weapons in his hand, and gradually became arrogant, walked over with ak47, and said viciously, "Are you looking for trouble, no one told you whose site is here? I'll sit back, you **** mercenary. You want to stand up for them, think you're brave? I've got a gun in my hand."

"Only those who are incompetent will rely on guns to strengthen their courage." Lin Rui said calmly, "But in fact, guns are guns, and courage is courage."

The black man laughed along with a few other black guards, "You have the guts? That's fine, then why don't you use your fist to shoot my gun."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Rui's fist had already hit him in the face. The black man's face was instantly deformed, his nose collapsed, his teeth flew out along with his saliva, and he fell straight down. The faces of the black guards next to him suddenly changed. Just as they were about to start, they found that Lin Rui was looking at them coldly. The eyes are not sharp, but they are cold to the bone.

None of these guards dared to take any further action. Lin Rui slowly turned around and saluted the Tuaregs behind him. And those Tuagre people also put away their knives and bowed back humbly.

The man in the blue robe headed, patted Lin Rui, "Let's go, let's go outside."

"Wait!" The armed guards who reacted became angry and blocked in front of them. Several people were all holding guns, staring at Lin Rui and the Tuaregs. "No one wants to leave!"

Lin Rui turned around calmly, "You'd better be glad I left. If you leave me, do you know what the consequences will be?"

The armed guards looked at each other and suddenly screamed in panic. They found each other covered in red dots, red beams from laser pointers hitting red spots on their chests and foreheads. These weapons come from outside windows, doors, and even inside tavern rooms. The surrounding mercenaries in twos and threes were already facing each other with guns. As long as these armed guards move a little, they can beat them with holes all over their bodies.

Although the armed guards in these towns are also local snakes, they are usually used to evil behaviors, but where they have seen this kind of battle, they are all stupid for a while.

"You'd better not move." Lin Rui said slowly, then turned around and waved to the man in the blue robe, "Since we are not welcome here, then we might as well move to another place."

The Tuareg leader nodded as well, and withdrew from the tavern with them. Came to a clearing outside the town. Other Tuaregs also camp here.

The sand dunes in the distance are undulating, like an unpredictable ocean, and the jagged marble and obsidian occasionally show their sandy surfaces, like extinct ancient sea creatures. This far corner of the Sahara Desert is full of large deserts and salt pans. These Tuareg warriors haunt this land. Cruelty and perfidy are always rumored to be in the nature of the Tuareg, who routinely rob the merchants who hired them as bodyguards, and even launch surprise attacks on allies.

But everyone knows that they are the masters of this great desert. The Tuaregs, originally sturdy nomads, controlled a lucrative caravan trade for gold, spices and slaves for centuries. Although they are broken and divided, they are still the people who know the desert best.

They camped in the sand a few miles away, hid their battered pickup trucks under low acacia trees, washed their hands and faces for evening prayers, and then set up tents behind the dunes in groups of six or seven, Light a bonfire. People continued to roast meat, sing songs, drink tea, and tell stories around the fire.

"Wiesel, I'm Wiesel, are you mercenaries?" The man in the blue robe pushed the roasted meat to Lin Rui.

"Yes." Lin Rui nodded.

He smiled with a few people next to him, "We have also been mercenaries." He told Lin Rui that his tribe had been hired to fight for Gaddafi, and he himself was injured while participating in a battle. Sitting next to him is a broad-shouldered man fiddling with a machine gun. He studied engineering at a university in Nigeria before dropping out to join the war in Libya. "How can I sit in a classroom and study when the Tuareg brothers are fighting **** battles?"

"Oh?" Lin Rui said with some interest, "Have you fought in Libya?"

Wiesel nodded and said, "Many people here have been trained in Libyan military camps. When we were teenagers, we heard Gaddafi on the radio urging us to go to Libya, saying that we could help them for ourselves. However, shortly after joining Gaddafi's training camp~www.readwn.com~ we discovered that the dictator was only using us. Some Tuaregs were sent to fight in Lebanon, the rest It helped the Libyan army invade Chad.

However, this exploit is also mutual. Tuaregs from Mali and Niger have also repeatedly stolen weapons from Libyan military camps to fight against their own governments. "

"It turns out that it is no wonder that I don't think you are ordinary people." Lin Rui nodded.

Wiesel sighed, "A few years ago, when protests in Libya were at their peak, Gaddafi quietly sent people to Niger and Mali to recruit mercenaries to Tuaregs willing to serve his regime. He promised a high salary of one thousand dollars a day. We were all tempted, but the war made several of my elders and brothers stay there."

Lin Rui nodded, mercenary is a terrible job. When Lin Rui asked about the Maghreb organization, Wiesel was a little helpless, "I know them, and several tribesmen joined them. They also recruited our people. But we didn't agree. Because they Not keeping promises. We want to fight for the benefit of our people, but they are only for themselves, they just want us to help them fight."

Lin Rui looked at him and said, "I need to find the camps of those people. One of them is holding some Russians. Our mission this time is to rescue them."

"It's not easy, there are many of them? And they are hiding in the desert." Wiesel shook his head.

"Do you know where they are hiding? I can pay you." Lin Rui looked at him and said.

"I'm not sure, but as long as they hide in this desert, we can definitely find him. This desert has no secrets to us, and we know better than anyone how to fight here better." Wiesel nodded. 2k novel reading network