Battlefield Contract Worker

Sergey looked at the sausage and said, "You know that?"

"Because from the analysis of satellite images, the surrounding area does not meet such conditions." Sausage shook his head and said, "And there are extremist terrorists in this town openly operating. The secret society should avoid their sphere of influence, lest they be attacked. The spread of the anti-terrorist operation. So I am certain that their uranium mines are not too close to here.”

"So we still have plenty of time to keep up with those slave traders." Lin Rui nodded. "Go get the car, Sergey, and we'll start right away, follow the satellite signal. But don't get too close so they don't notice. We have to follow them but stay out of their sight."

Sergey shook his head and said, "Why is it me again?"

"Because only you can crack open a car door and steal a car in a few seconds." Crazy Horse smiled slightly, "No one of us here can do it faster than you. This kind of thing, you Who will not go?"

Sergey was a little complacent, "That's natural. Wait, I'll get the car right now."

"He's saying you're a thief. Forget it, hurry up and go." Lin Rui shook his head helplessly. Sergey went out to get a car, and Lin Rui and others were at the small hotel in the town preparing to leave. After waiting for ten minutes and not seeing Sergey come back, Lin Rui was a little wary, "Is there a problem? Come on, let's go out and have a look."

A few of them rushed outside from the small hotel, only to find that Sergey was pinned to the ground by a group of people and was yelling. The gang were all dressed in camouflage, with black headscarves covering their faces. Judging from their appearance, they should be militants of the Jihad Alliance.

"What's going on?" Lin Rui frowned.

"This man was stealing the car of the jihadists and was caught by them on the spot. The man also killed both of them with a knife. The jihadists said they were going to take him to the market to behead him." A black boy sound.

"Damn, this idiot." Lin Rui cursed to himself, he just let Sergey steal the car casually, I didn't expect that this Russian guy would be so daring to steal the cars of those armed terrorists in broad daylight.

"Boss, what should I do?" Crazy Horse looked at him and asked.

"What else can I do? Save people! Do you really watch him be beheaded by terrorists?! I'll go first, and you will act according to the circumstances." Lin Rui shook his head. He parted the crowd and walked over, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Several extremists turned around and looked at Lin Rui. Several weapons were immediately aimed at him. "Who are you?" a militant in a black hood turned and asked.

"I heard that you caught a thief? It just so happened that we lost something today. I want to see if this person stole it?" Lin Rui said calmly.

"What?" the militant asked suspiciously.

"It's cash, and a small silver jug." Lin Rui frowned, "Can I search his body? If the thing is still on him, I want to get it back."

The militant winked at the people around him and asked them to search Sergey's body. Sure enough, he found a stack of banknotes and a small silver jug. In fact, these banknotes were paid by the slave traders in the past. And that jug was a small jug that Sergey never left.

"Fuck you, don't touch Lao Tzu's stuff." Sergey stomped and growled.

"Is this yours?" The militant looked at Lin Rui and said, "But I can't give it to you now. This thief murdered two of us just now. His belongings are considered compensation for us. You have Any opinion?"

"No problem, I just want to punch him twice to relieve his anger." Lin Rui rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

The militants sneered, "I have no problem with that. I don't mind this **** thief. I will give him a little more pain before beheading him."

Lin Rui strode over and kicked out at Sergey's chest. His legs are very strong, but it is not a kick, but a kick. Now Sergey is being dragged by two militants. If he really wants to kick it up, it will be like a wooden stake hitting his chest, and one kick can knock down his entire sternum. But pedaling is different, it is equivalent to stepping on Sergey's body with force. Sergey was uninjured, but kicked him out of the hands of the two militants.

The two militants took Sergey's hand, and because of this kick, they immediately let go. Lin Rui didn't say much. With a knife in his left hand, he hit the militant's throat hard and wrapped around his neck. The other hand went through his armpit to grab the weapon hanging on his chest and fired directly. .

"Da da da!" Lin Rui swept across the area with an AK47 on his back, and Sergey on the other side turned over, grabbed the grenade attached to one of the militants, and threw it into the rushing crowd. The fragments of the "Boom" grenade were scattered, and the extremist militants who had gathered just now were caught by surprise.

Crazy Horse and Sausage, Scarface also took the opportunity to cover up and shot, covering Lin Rui and others with firepower. Sergey rolled and climbed and jumped on the armed pickup truck on the side of the road. It's been a while, and the Russian guy didn't forget to retrieve his small jug. "Go and start the car!" Lin Rui withdrew to a corner of the wall as a bunker while strafing the militants.

As Sergey lowered his head to avoid the bullet, he pulled out the circuit, set it on fire quickly, and rushed out of the car. The militants flew out. "Come up!" Sergey yelled.

Lin Rui quickly withdrew to the side of the car, grabbed the frame with one hand, and shot short bursts with the gun in the other. Crazy Horse and the others also rushed over from the other side and turned over into the car. They are armed with pickups, and the firepower is fierce. The armed pickup trucks of these terrorists are equipped with machine guns. Although they are only light machine guns, they are enough to form suppressive firepower in the hands of Crazy Horse and others.

"Drive!" Lin Rui said solemnly. Sergey drove out of the crowd and drove all the way, and the gunshots behind him still wanted to be heard. The terrorists wanted to chase, but they didn't. Because Scarface was very sinister, he shot the tires of those cars with a gun. If the tires are flat, they are still chasing a fart, and if they find another car and chase again, the group in front should have disappeared long ago. Several armed terrorists were so angry that they almost vomited blood. They thought they had caught a thief, but they did not expect that these people were robbers at all.

It should be said that it is a monster. In just a few minutes, they caused more than 20 casualties to these terrorists. Sergey's grenade alone knocked down seven or eight.