Battlefield Contract Worker

That night, Lin Rui and others temporarily rested in the town for a night. The next day, the rebels brought in a few large trucks, all of which were rusted and dusty, and looked a bit like military trucks after the troop numbers were applied.

Everything was done by the rebels, and after it was done, they started to carry ammunition and weapons to the car. "

"The whole back of the car is covered with arms and weapons, and it is covered with tarpaulin and deliberately modified and raised compartment baffles, so it doesn't look very conspicuous. Of course, if the other party insists on getting on the car for inspection, it will still be So we must not allow the federal troops to wait for the car to check." Hammer waved his hand.

Lin Rui turned to Yelena, "Where is the crystal? Where is her weapon?"

"Arrived after three hours on the road." Crystal came from a distance. "Although these shotguns are only hunting guns, they are at least better than machetes."

"I just hope those **** don't accidentally get hurt with shotguns everywhere." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "Hammer, where is your machete."

"There's a room there." Hammer took out a rusted machete from the room and threw it to Lin Rui. Lin Rui weighed the weight in his hand. This machete is quite heavy and sharp. This machete is just a farming tool used by African farmers for production. But if it is really used to kill people, it is also quite frightening.

Lin Rui slashed the machete on the wooden pillar beside him, and the blade sank deeply into the wooden pillar. He nodded. "Okay. What information do you have in the labor camp?"

"Someone sent a message. They have already received news that they will start tomorrow. Several prisons are secretly preparing. Once we rush in, they will definitely cooperate with us." Hammer whispered.

Lin Rui nodded, "Well, it seems that the preparations are almost done, we will start tomorrow." He was actually able to start tonight, but he was cautious and delayed the action time. He needed to compare the information sent back by the Israeli intelligence group with the intelligence of the rebels. Only when the two sides confirm that the information is consistent can he act with confidence.

Crystal's weapons were delivered in the afternoon, but the information from the intelligence team arrived in the evening. The Israeli intelligence team has confirmed that the intelligence information provided by these rebels is true. "Understood, then the next step is to wait for action." Lin Rui cut off the communication channel.

"What, who are you talking to?" Hammer looked at him.

"I'm talking to our people to confirm the specific information." Lin Rui turned around and said, "I advise you to take a rest, we will act tomorrow."

"Before the action, I always couldn't sleep." Hammer shook his head. "No, it should be said that since I escaped from the labor camp, I have never slept well. I am always afraid, afraid of being caught again." It sounds humiliating, but I'm really scared."

"Afraid of life there?" Lin Rui looked at him and said.

"There, there is no life, and in many cases even survival is not guaranteed. Do you have that feeling that everything is controlled by others? Others can decide when you do what, and whether you can continue to live or die. Their words, one look can make you die. But more often, it is humiliation to live. Even tiredness and pain can make a person forget what humiliation is. They want not only your physical obedience, but also deprivation Your thoughts." Hammer whispered.

"Sounds bad." Lin Rui said plainly.

"It's very bad. So I made a decision." Hammer whispered, "I decided not to be captured. If they catch me, they can only get my body." He pointed to his bulging waist. . "I wrapped a homemade bomb around myself. It didn't guarantee my survival, but it guaranteed my freedom. Actually, I knew I wasn't ready to be a rebel leader. I was just a prisoner who escaped and was afraid of being caught again. ."

Lin Rui turned around and looked at the scars all over the hammer and the bombs on his waist. He shook his head and said, "That's your business, but when you're resting at night, you'd better stay away from me."

"Rick, I know I'm sorry for this. But I can't do anything about it. We need this Fair Foreman's family power. We need to unite more resistance forces, otherwise many of our resistance troops will no longer have them. We need fresh blood to replenish and stimulate ourselves to maintain the courage and anger to resist. I can only do this." Hammer sighed, "However, don't worry, as long as this action becomes .I will let our people fully assist you."

Lin Rui didn't speak, just got up and said, "I'll go check the situation at the nearby post."

The next day, Lin Rui and others set off. The car drove out of town and into the barren wasteland, and after several hours of continuous driving, it finally reached the notorious second forced labor camp.

At the entrance of the second forced labor camp. Lin Rui jumped out of the car and looked at the place called the second forced labor camp.

I saw a few simple but very strong wooden sheds in the desert fields, and in the open space in front of the wooden sheds, sat a few unkempt black people resting. Their clothes are the ugliest and dirtiest robes they have ever seen. These prison robes with wide black and white stripes and almost the same size, no matter the color and style, make people feel a strong sense of disgust. A totally degrading mark that distinguishes criminals from ordinary people. What is even more terrifying and shocking is that these sick, exhausted blacks are wearing medieval iron shackles on their ankles~www.readwn.com~ Their faces are bloodless, and their eyes are dull and frightened. Looking at these new people, as if paying attention to a group of bizarre alien visitors.

"Go to work over there, you didn't hear what I said! I said everything! Clean here and there!" A black jailer yelled at the prisoners, his unbridled demeanor and high-decibel voice like a It's shouting at an unpopular animal. As soon as he finished his shouting, the sticks in his hand were already raining down on the black prisoners. Metal-wrapped rubber clubs slammed heavily on the human body, and several prisoners screamed in agony.

It was not until the black jailer was tired that he kicked the fallen prisoner and said, "Climb over for me and finish the work within half an hour."

The jailer seemed to suddenly realize the cars parked outside, and came over with a blood-stained explosion-proof baton, "Who are you, get out of the car for inspection."

"Internal guards, ninth division." Lin Rui said slowly, "Open the door, let us in, we are looking for your commander."

(End of this chapter)