Battlefield Contract Worker

?It seemed to be safe all the way, but when it came time to get out of town, Hafez ran into trouble. A group of soldiers blocked the barricade in front of them, while building anti-breakthrough nails, while questioning passers-by.

Hafez's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around with some vigilance. After confirming that it was only a Libyan soldier and no one else, he was a little relieved.

"What's going on?" Hafez stuck his head out of the car window.

"Sir, a temporary inspection, it is said that a small group of rebel infiltration troops are operating nearby, and we have ordered martial law." The Libyan soldier looked at him.

Hafez handed over his documents, "Hafiz of the Libyan security forces, open the roadblocks, I need to go out on official business."

"Of course sir, but according to the regulations we need to check your vehicle." The soldier was a little confused.

"What did you say? Checking the security force's vehicle, I think you're crazy." Hafez frowned, "I have top-secret information in my car, why do you want to check it? Where's your regiment leader? Let him come over , I'll talk to him."

In addition to carrying out counter-terrorism tasks, Libyan security forces also undertake certain military oversight tasks. Actually equivalent to the military police. Hafez believed in his identity, and ordinary military soldiers would not dare to provoke him easily. As long as he threatened a little, the other party should obediently give way.

Who knew that the soldier could not turn his head around, he turned his head and said, "Sir, wait a moment, I'll go to our regiment commander." He left Hafez and left alone, which made Hafez a little dumbfounded. It doesn't look like it's coming for him, otherwise, why would there be no one else guarding here, at least none of the mercenaries, let alone the French troops. This reassures Hafez, but he desperately needs to get out of here. Because the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for him.

It took a long time for the soldier to find an officer, but he was not someone Hafez knew. Hafez frowned, "Didn't I go to your head?"

"I'm sorry, the regiment commander is not at the moment. I'm the second lieutenant of the garrison." The officer saluted Hafez, "It's like this. Because we found the infiltration of the opposition armed forces, we came to the door and asked us to strengthen access management. So I passed by here. All vehicles in the vehicle must be registered, and photos must be taken for reference." He said with the camera in his hand, "It's just a routine process, and please cooperate with us."

"Why haven't I heard of such a rule." Hafez frowned.

"Sorry, sir. We are not the ones making the rules." The second lieutenant officer said helplessly, "Please get out of the car, let's open the door, and I'll take a few pictures."

"I have top-secret information in my car, and it is inconvenient to accept your inspection." Hafez said firmly.

"Then take the information with you. We just need to take pictures that there are no lethal weapons and explosives in the car." The second lieutenant nodded. "It's also routine, you know."

Hafez looked around and got out of the car a little unwillingly, but he still didn't forget to take the metal box with him when he got off.

"Okay, don't say I don't cooperate with you. Hurry up and finish taking pictures, I'll be leaving now." Hafez shook his head.

"Of course, of course." The second lieutenant nodded again and again.

In a building in the distance, Yelena was aiming at Hafez with a sniper rifle. "The target has got out of the car, and he has a box in his hand." She reported through wireless headphones.

Lin Rui was slightly startled, "What kind of box?"

"A medium suitcase, metallic," reports Yelena Hui.

"Damn, there's something wrong with that suitcase." Lin Rui immediately thought of something, "According to Sana's account, in addition to making suicide vests, they also have a few suitcase bombs. You must be careful, he carries it with him. The box may be a suitcase bomb. Once the dirty bomb is detonated in the city center, in addition to direct damage, it will also cause a certain amount of radiation pollution.”

"Understood. The target is already within range, I will pay close attention to his movements." Yelena whispered, "As long as I can aim at his hand, I can shoot down that box from his hand." Yelena whispered. In order to prevent the traitor from escaping, they had set up an ambush here in advance, and Yelena even brought a Russian-made KSVK 12.7mm sniper rifle.

This heavy sniper rifle weighing 11 kilograms was originally used to destroy vehicles trying to escape. Once it hits the human body, it is enough to blast off the opponent's arm with one shot. But Yelena needs a good line of sight, and at the moment she can't aim at Hafez's hand carrying the box. "I need him to turn around." Yelena whispered.

Crazy Horse whispered in the communication channel, "I'm coming!"

After speaking, Crazy Horse came out of one place and said to Hafez, "Lieutenant Hafez?"

"Who are you?" Hafez turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Just as he turned around, his right hand holding the box was exposed in front of Yelena. Yelena pulled the trigger without hesitation, "Bang!" There was a dull gunshot, Hafez was shot in the arm, and the large-caliber bullet directly broke his forearm, and his entire hand fell together with the box. When he hit the ground, he himself was driven by the huge impact force and fell to the ground in a spin.

Crazy Horse immediately caught up and stomped on his back, preventing Hafez's hand from reaching for the pistol on his waist. The second lieutenant next to him also pounced on him, pressing his hand behind his back and disarming him.

Crazy Horse sneered, "Check his belongings."

Several mercenaries rushed forward and searched Hafez's body, and searched several fake passports and some cash from him. Crazy Horse checked and found that the photos of these fake passports were of Hafez himself, but their names were different. Apparently it was used to hide the real identity.

"What is this? Where are the security officers trying to hide?" Crazy Horse snapped. "Damn, I hate this kind of traitor the most~www.readwn.com~ tie it up and take it away!"

Hafez's face was pale, knowing that he couldn't escape this time, he suddenly gritted his teeth.

"It's not good that he took poison." Sergey exclaimed.

"Let him spit it out!" Crazy Horse yelled.

"It's too late. This is espionage equipment. Potassium cyanide drugs inhibit the activity of respiratory enzymes and cause intracellular suffocation. Inhalation, oral or transdermal absorption of trace amounts can cause acute poisoning, and the pain nerves can't even respond, resulting in cardiac and respiratory arrest and sudden death.

It's spy equipment used by the KGB or the CIA in the 1980s and 1990s, cyanide capsules. He usually hides it in his mouth, and swallows it directly after biting it. Given the current medical conditions in Libya, he is sure to die. ' Sergey shook his head.

Hafez lay on the ground, twitching violently.

"Damn, but what we want is live!" Crazy Horse reluctantly put down Hafez.

(End of this chapter)