Battlefield Contract Worker

Bamako, located on the northwest bank of the upper Niger River, is the capital and largest city of Mali. The off-road vehicle drove through the asphalt road in the capital. The road was not wide, but the traffic conditions were okay, and there was no red light rush. Most of the cars running on the road are second-hand cars from Europe. There are cars of various brands, and there are many old Mercedes-Benz cars. The buildings on both sides are generally 2 floors, and they don't look very good. Along the way, there are many vendors selling phone recharge cards or facial tissues, all of them are black. When they meet a red light, they will rush to the window to sell them. It doesn't matter if they don't buy them. These people are still friendly.

But when the car of Lin Rui and others passed by, these black people all avoided it. They could see the military vehicle, which was filled with heavily armed soldiers. After the car passed through the urban area of ​​Bamako, it quickly entered the dirt road area. It started to rain lightly, and it was difficult to see any lights. Along the way, I occasionally saw black people getting up early and busy second-hand vehicles.

A black wood carving market in the east district of Bamako City, Lin Rui and others can reach it in the past ten minutes. Malians call the black woodcarving market a handicraft market, because before entering the black woodcarving market, there is a narrow street with all kinds of silver ornaments, processing and selling one-stop. The handicraft market is a place that some foreigners often visit on their rest days. Although the road in the market is bumpy, the shop is a little messy and the smell is strong, foreigners still like to go there and look around, when they are lucky. Maybe you can find a few exquisite wood carvings or handicrafts.

The bustling crowd in the market was wrapped in the pungent body odor of black people. In the dark crowd, the merchants waved their hands when they saw people from afar: Raj, Raj. It should mean to attract business.

The black wood carving market is not large, the lighting in the store is a little dim, and the cabinets display African-style statues of men and women. The color of the wood is naturally close and harmonious with the skin color of Africans.

These works of art include men returning from working in the fields and hunting, women with buckets on their heads to fetch water, mothers carrying their children, women pounding rice, a couple embracing each other, and girls with their cheeks in contemplation. The body lines of the works are rough and round, and the expressions are rich. In particular, the carving skills of some organs are bold and exaggerated. Reproduction and reproduction are the eternal theme of the animal world, and they are also full of religious mystery.

All kinds of statues vary in size, from one or two meters high to the size of a palm, with different shapes, such as simple and honest hippos, delicate giraffes, robust elephants, ferocious lions, and weird and elves. Some are totems admired by the Malians - antelope, and there are various masks with exaggerated expressions, which are worn by the Bambara people when they dance. Calm, sturdy, and classic black wood statues, clear and delicate wood grains can be seen in each work, and between each grain are simple and ancient growth rings, just like the imprint and reincarnation of life.

Crazy Horse touched Lin Rui with his hand, indicating that Hogan's factory was ahead.

It is said to be a factory, but it is actually just a workshop for carving black wood. In other manual workshops, carvers focus on cutting, carving and polishing pieces of black wood after selecting materials, and lifelike works are born under his rough hands. In Hogan's woodcarving factory, except for a few dusty black woodcarvings, no one could be seen working at all. At the door, there were four or five black youths walking around with guns.

Holding a gun in this place is a status symbol, and many people avoid this shop and the woodcarving factory behind it.

Lin Rui whispered, "Go to that shop and kill them there to avoid leaking information. Then we'll go to the factory behind together."

Crazy Horse nodded, followed behind Lin Rui, Lin Rui strode into the shop, their arrival aroused the suspicion of the black people with guns. The armed men immediately surrounded Lin Rui who walked into the store. While shouting something, he made a gesture of driving away. One of them walked away, speaking in French. Lin Rui didn't speak. After Crazy Horse and the others came in, he closed the door outside.

"You can't come in." The black man wanted to threaten with a gun, but as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Rui punched him in the face, with snot and saliva and two front teeth that flew out.

When the black man stretched out his hand to hold his face, Crazy Horse and the others had already pulled out their daggers, followed from behind and stabbed the black man in the back. Kidney puncture can cause coma and death in a very short time. These four or five black militants held guns to scare the civilians, but they fell into the hands of experts proficient in combat like Crazy Horse. They had little resistance and were stabbed to death on the spot. In order to avoid causing panic and disturbance, Crazy Horse and others dragged the body to a hidden place aside.

"Leave two people to guard here, and the others will come in with me." Lin Rui said calmly, "Don't leave a living room."

The black wood carving factory at the back, like the shop at the front, is just a pretense.

At this time, Lin Rui and others had already rushed in, not caring whether it would be exposed or not, and fired frantically at all the armed men they encountered. The fight began almost immediately, and Scarface quickly filled the grenade launcher below with grenades. The militants inside had already reacted, and on the second floor, they used machine guns to shoot at the bottom, with fluffy stray bullets, ricocheting bullets and sparks. Lin Rui huddled on the side and whispered, "Kill that firepower point."

"I'm coming..." Scar's face groaned~www.readwn.com~ A 40mm grenade was loaded into the chamber, pinpointing the interval of firepower, and then rolled out sideways. "Bang!" A muffled sound suddenly exploded in the courtyard where the gunshots rang out. But all of a sudden, the grenade quickly landed on the second floor on the opposite side under the heavy blazing smog.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a sound overwhelmed the machine gun, and the mad roar burst into a dazzling fire in the blink of an eye. When the gunfire suddenly appeared, shrapnel flying horizontally, sparks scattered, in the incomparable gangway Under the impact of the wind, the machine guns of the militants suddenly went dumb, and a 40mm grenade collapsed a small part of the balcony on the second floor.

"Rush up, see one and kill one." Lin Rui shouted.

These arms dealers who sell weapons to terrorists are not good people themselves, and this time it is more related to whether the Black Island Company can escape the influence of the terrorist attack. Lin Rui and the others did not hold back.

"Bang!" With a loud gunfire, the O2 team quickly rushed into the second-floor building. The enemy machine gunner was directly "poofed" and suddenly cut off half of his head. The blood spring that was soaring to the sky, stood up and fell twitching, only to be shocked by the accomplices who rushed from the upstairs nearby. Lin Rui and others rushed all the way upstairs in just five minutes.

(End of this chapter)