Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui and the others were fine, but the guns and Sergei and others who disguised themselves as the sapf special operations team encountered major problems. Their car has been located and tracked, the whole city is searching for them, and the guns have shown their faces in front of the octopus and others.

Cobain called them on the wireless communication channel, "Guns, you are already surrounded, and it is basically impossible to get out now. Several sections around you have been completely blocked, and they are looking for your car. You must abandon your car now. get away!"

"Abandon the car, how do we abandon the car?" The gun shouted to the radio.

"Turn into the next intersection. There is a garage. Aladdin's people are waiting for you there. This is a temporary emergency plan arranged by Crystal. There is no choice, we can only trust them now. The boss has changed their clothes and went again. The International Conference Center. There won't be too many problems with them for a while. But you have to get out as soon as possible." Cobain said anxiously.

"Understood." Guns gritted their teeth and turned to Sergey. "Go to the next intersection and someone will meet us."

"Sit down, go!" Sergey shouted. Their car disappeared in a small garage on the corner.

The entire area has been sealed off, and the scale is still expanding. A large number of South African military and police forces have begun to search block by block. But these suspicious attackers seem to have completely disappeared.

Because Lin Rui and others are currently at the International Convention Center, playing interviews and taking selfies. After the guns and others drove the car into a garage, they were immediately arrested.

Crystal led a group of South African police to surround them.

"What's the matter?" Gunsling frowned. "Aren't you here to meet us?"

"This is the answer." A black policeman replied, "You have all been arrested for fighting for girls in a bar. At least dozens of people have seen you break another person's head with their own eyes. So several of you were arrested last night and detained at the local police station. You have not yet awakened from a hangover."

"Your arrest yesterday is the key. There will be a lot of evidence and witnesses to prove that you were detained in the Durban police station yesterday and have not been released yet. If it goes well, you will be released tomorrow afternoon." Crystal Slowly and authentically.

"Perfect alibi. Who would doubt the South African police?" Sergey nodded. "This is what you came up with?"

"I have already said that I will be a very good team organization talent, especially good at the aftermath." Crystal shrugged. "Let's go, you are all arrested."

"God, I've never been arrested so willingly. But what about this car?" Sergey frowned.

Crystal replied, "Our people will take care of everything. The body engine will be disassembled, polished, and renumbered. Assembled into a used car, the world will never find this car again."

"It's really wrong for you to do it with us. You should go to intelligence agencies like Mossad." Guns shook his head.

"Thanks for the compliment, but I am not interested in being an agent. I am a family of criminals." Crystal shrugged.

Neither the South African military police nor the private escorts of the octopus could stop the assassination. The warlords who participated in the meeting had quarreled into a quarrel and accused each other that it was the other party who directed the assassination. Bagnell, the head of the Cannon Republic, said on the spot that there can be no negotiations until this matter is resolved. The warlord Andrew, who has always been known as a hyena, expressed his concerns about his safety and he must return home immediately.

They didn't trust the secret agency at all, and with the joint statement issued this time, the formation of the federal government was not their true wish. The interest entanglement between several people has now become secondary. They are more worried about their lives. Everyone felt that it was unnecessary to stay here. It's the most reliable way to return to your own territory.

The assassinated General Fisher's subordinates were even more passionate, and severely accused this was a great conspiracy against the Republic of Anmore, and it was a deliberate murder.

The idea of ​​these warlords is simple and practical: Go back to Lao Tzu's turf, I have someone with a gun! I stomped my feet, and the ground trembled. Who would dare to do anything to me?

This meeting, which should have passed smoothly, collapsed amidst suspicion and accusations. Representatives of the four countries launched the meeting one after another. The secret agency originally planned to use these warlords to create a high-profile federal state, but it was completely defeated by the selfishness and misgivings of these warlords. The four-nation meeting, which was enough to affect the regional situation, came to an end before it even started in an assassination.

Knowing the news, the Red Baron was furious and raised the table on the spot in the beach house. "It's **** stupid!"

"Baron, don't get excited." Conan whispered beside him, "No one thought it would be like this."

"Not excited? How can you not be excited?!" The Red Baron said bitterly, "We have spent so much time and money, is it just to support a few small warlords? Let them be in their own territory Domineering work? I'm going to **** it! Check it out! Check it out for me right away, I want to know who did this?!"

Conan looked distressed, "From the current situation, it is very likely that other countries are worried about the alliance of the four countries, so they are sending mercenaries. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is other forces within these countries. After all, the four countries will unite. It will damage the interests of many people. Even the warlords themselves are not optimistic about this plan."

"I can't control that much. To find the person who started it, I need to know who did it." Red Baron snapped.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Conan the auctioneer nodded.

"Don't have to be so troublesome." A handsome young man walked in outside and looked at Conan with a smile, "Mr. Conan, please sit down. Oh, of course, there is also the Baron." He nodded respectfully.

"Strategist Maklowski?" The Red Baron sneered looking at him, "You really came at the right time. Why are you here for a joke this time?"

"Baron, you misunderstood. I rushed to see you immediately after hearing the news because I got some relevant information." Maklovsky replied.

"Say something useful, I'm not interested in insignificant information!" The Red Baron said coldly.

Markovsky nodded, "If it is irrelevant information, I will not say. This mission is performed by the Black Island Military Company. We did not find any clues in the surveillance video on the scene, but this itself is a clue. .Because someone invaded the network and cleared certain key videos. As far as I know, this is the customary method of the Black Island military company when engaged in secret missions."