Battlefield Contract Worker

The desert is solitary, the setting sun is like blood. Lin Rui only thought of these two sentences when he saw the situation after the war. He leaned wearily beside the dusty armed pickup truck, listening to Scarface's report.

"O2's people, including the Gurkha team, have a total of seven dead and twelve wounded. It's just this battle. It doesn't include the previous losses at the sewage treatment plant." Scarface said in a low voice, "Destroy the enemy..."

"I don't care about this." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "How many people who killed the red tide has nothing to do with our mission. How many shells did they fire?"

"From their computer data, they fired a total of three rounds. The remaining nine rounds have not been fired in time." Scarface replied in a low voice, "The mission failed, but we tried our best. If we can make it. Later, it will be worse."

"If the mission fails, it is a failure. Three vx gas bombs are launched at the edge of the desert, and the dust contaminated by the poison will multiply the number of injured people. I only know that our failure will lead to many deaths." Lin Rui sighed. He said, "Have you cleaned up the battlefield? Any live openings found must be collected, and all the artillery firing data on the scene must be collected. We have to give these to Mr. K."

"Catch four prisoners, and one should be the leader. Originally, the captains of the two Red Tides were able to catch them, but the leader of the other team blew up his hand grenade, and injured our two brothers when he was dying." Scar The face is bitter and authentic. "I originally thought that if you don't want to stay alive, you should leave it to the brothers."

"Keep them and leave them to Mr. K. Bring the prisoners and their remaining ammunition, as well as the Dragon Fire equipment for auxiliary shooting." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "These bastards, it's too cheap to kill them. Why not Let them fall into the hands of the CIA, Mr.'s gang, nothing else, but there is a way to extract confessions by torture."

"That's true." Crazy Horse walked over and said, "The **** from the CIA, even the Iron Man can't help their tactics."

The sausage brought several prisoners over, Lin Rui looked at him and said, "How are these guys doing?"

"All wounded, but none fatal," replied the sausage.

"Bring it here." Lin Rui spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth.

Several mercenaries shouted and brought the four prisoners over, and smashed them down in front of Lin Rui with their gun butts.

Lin Rui looked at it, "Are these people not hurting their legs?"

"One broke his leg," replied the sausage.

"The injured one was dragged to death. I don't want our brothers to carry him away." Lin Rui waved his hand, "Everyone else broke their hands. I don't want them to struggle and resist in the car. The leeway. Smash the upper arm, between the shoulder and the elbow. This will disable their hand. After the smash, throw it on the car and watch it closely."

"I'm coming!" Sergey was eager to try with his dagger.

"With a hammer, as long as the fracture is broken, don't hurt the blood vessels. I don't want them to die before they can get back to the camp." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "This is my greeting to Mr. K."

This group of mercenaries like wolves and tigers swarmed up, and these mercenaries were more ruthless than each other, and breaking a person's bones was like playing. After three hits, five and two, the prisoners all had their arms broken, and then they were handcuffed and thrown into the car. Lin Rui nodded, "Report the coordinates to Mr. K, and let his people handle the matter here. Let's go back first with the prisoners and chemical weapons!"

Several vehicles rushed all the way back to the joint force camp, and they ran all the way without slowing down even when they entered the camp. This vigorous momentum shocked the soldiers of the joint anti-terrorist force on duty.

After Lin Rui and others got out of the car, they carried the captured chemical ammunition and took the prisoners all the way to Mr. K's office.

"Wait, you can't..." A person from the U.S. intelligence department tried to stop him, but Lin Rui glared back. He kicked open the door of Mr. K's office in public.

"What are you doing?" Mr. K frowned.

"A big gift for you!" Lin Rui waved, and the mercenaries behind him pushed the three bloodstained prisoners into Mr. K's office.

"What does this mean?" Mr. K snapped.

"The murderer of the attack. There are only three survivors left, and one of them is still the person in charge." Lin Rui waved his hand, and the mercenary behind him walked in. He brought in a large box and slapped it on Mr. K's desk.

Mr. K thumped the table angrily and said, "You are too much, what are you taking this place... This, what is this?

"Be careful. Modified 120 shells, chemical warheads." Lin Rui said calmly.

Mr. K took a deep breath, walked over and closed the door. "Well, what are you doing here?"

"It's nothing, just three chemical bombs. You should know how many people died. And this could have been avoided." Lin Rui looked at him and said.

"Rick, don't get me wrong. As I said, I can't decide this matter." Mr. K shook his head.

"I understand, don't get me wrong, I have no dissatisfaction. The mission failed, and we took a dozen lives before and after. I just thought that these people and things might be useful to you, and I sent them here. There are many people outside. , I had no choice but to deliver the things to your office." Lin Rui sneered, "I'll leave as soon as the things are delivered."

"Rick." Mr. K said slowly, "I didn't expect it to develop like this. Fortunately, we finally persuaded Niger that most of their leaders did not participate in this tree planting activity~www.readwn. com~ so..."

Lin Rui nodded, "I guessed it. So your allies are fine, only some worthless **** died. Oh. Sorry, the word **** is a bit insulting. I almost forgot that you were a black man too. I don't mean to be racially discriminated against. But there is always a distinction between the lives of high-ranking people and ordinary people, right?"

"This is not America." Mr. K looked at him and said. "Yes, in the black neighborhoods of America, if you call someone a nigger, you can get shot in the street. Even our president doesn't dare to publicly say that his life is more expensive than a civilian because he is in the public eye. Next. If he dares to say that, he will be impeached. But here in Africa, it's different."

"So, some people have to be sacrificed for reasons they can't even think of." Lin Rui nodded, "This is Africa, and I've long since seen it strange. But this matter, you put me together. I will remember."

"Each each other. You have also hurt me. Although I have no evidence, we know it well." Mr. K sighed and said, "Rick, we are not friends. We are just collaborators. You are just selling force. I'm just an official of the US intelligence agency. We pay, you work hard, and don't care about the rest." 2k Reading Network