The old fish threw the cigarette butt on the ground, then looked at the military watch in his hand, turned his head, stared at the crosshair with blazing eyes, and looked at the latter a little hairy.
"That's right, the ghost was also present during that angelic operation.
Our information was leaked, and as a result, we were surrounded by the tribal militia, and the brothers who went with me died, and I was able to escape, thanks to the ghost, without him, I am afraid that I would not even be able to find the body now. ” The crosshair looked at the old fish in disbelief, trying to find traces of lying on his face, but he was disappointed, the old fish was serious, and seemed to be more serious than ever.
"How can a Chinese sailor be in Somalia?"
The crosshair still couldn't believe it was true.
The old fish sighed and said: "Nothing is impossible and impossible, things in the world are sometimes so coincidental, just like the crosshairs, who would have thought that the top killer of the South African gangsters who had infinite scenery back then would come to Sierra Leone today."
Seeing that the crosshair still had an unbelievable expression, Lao Yu walked over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Crosshair, you have to believe that there is a kind of person in this world who is a natural warrior, and it can also be said that it is a warrior in fate, the strongest kind."
Two years ago, the Ghost was indeed a sailor, but since leaving Somalia, he has become the strongest warrior.
It was precisely because I took a fancy to him that I pulled him in, and without him, I would not dare to propose to the company to be an independent contractor. ” The crosshair was stunned for a while, and finally came back to his senses and muttered, "But" Without waiting for him to continue, Lao Yu patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't ask too clearly about some things, everyone should have their own little secrets, do mercenary business, take care of the two big guns in your hands and in the crotch of your pants, and get your share of the remuneration is enough, don't ask more about other things."
As he spoke, another terrible scream came from the house, followed by a whining cry, and it was clear that Sancho's fear had reached its extreme.
Soon it calmed down again, and it seemed that someone was talking intermittently, and no one could hear what was being said.
After two minutes, Long Yun pushed open the door, dragged Sancho, who looked like a dead pig, to the crowd and threw him to the ground.
The crosshair noticed that Sancho's eyes were rolled up, and only the whites of his eyes could be seen, and there were no signs of torture on his body except for the three wounds he had ejaculated, exactly the same as all the captives he had seen handled by Long Yun before.
Long Yun stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his hands on the tactical vest, his expression looked a little grim, and he glanced at Lao Yu and said, "Old guy, something is wrong." ” "Hmm" Lao Yu's face changed slightly, and he quickly asked: "What's the matter?"
Long Yun turned his head to look at Sancho, who was slumped to the ground, and said, "This guy has been recruited."
Behind him was a large army of 3,000 men, which was coming for Kebby's mines. ” The duke, who had been silent, couldn't help it, and said with great certainty: "It is impossible to sign a ceasefire agreement now, the rebels of the Alliance Front will risk tearing up the agreement and mobilize so many troops and it is still aimed at a ghost in a poor mining area, is your intelligence mistaken?"
Lao Yu's expression was a little heavy, and he shook his head and said, "The information he asked will definitely not be wrong."
He turned his head and asked Long Yun: "What else did this guy say?"
"He's just a company commander in charge of pathfinding, and he doesn't know the operational intentions of the senior officers, and his mission is to find out where Kebby's mine is, and find out how many of us have and where we are deployed."
Long Yun spread his hands and said, "Actually, I also think it's strange, but I believe he is telling the truth. ” At this time, the rest of the team returned, and Julia's expression was ugly.
Obviously, she couldn't save a few villagers.
In fact, this is also expected by everyone, in this land of Africa, as long as there is a tribal conflict or rebel rebellion, the methods are basically quite cruel, cutting off hands and feet is pediatric, and cutting out hearts and lungs is not a new thing.
Moreover, the medical conditions here are backward, and if you are seriously injured, you are basically waiting for death.
Lao Yu said: "Things have changed a little, I think to find out the reason, I have to go back and ask the fat man of Kebby." ” Polar Bear wondered: "Something is wrong" The crosshairs' mouth was quick, and he hurriedly said: "Let's make a big deal, this time it's only the forward path-finding team that has been killed, and there are still 3,000 rebels coming here, and they are coming for the pig of Kebby." ” The polar bear complained loudly: "I just said that Kebby's fat pig was uneasy and kind enough to pay us so much, but he came here to dig rotten mines, and pretended to be a ghost, and fenced off the forest, and pulled so many heavy machinery ping pong pong and didn't know what he was digging, I think there must be ghosts in it." ” His words touched everyone's hearts, and the sense of foreboding was like poisonous air, filling the air.
"Go back and ask clearly, you will know that Kebby's fat pig doesn't say anything, Lao Tzu broke him" The polar bear patted his chest and said loudly: "That kid dares to say half a lie, I'll give him a Russian-style sky lantern" The big guys said yes in unison, took their attention, and began to pack up their equipment and prepare to leave.
"What about this pig," said the man, who kicked Sancho on the ground, "if you want to give him a shot, I'll gladly do it, chief." ” The old fish glanced at Sancho, who was lying on the ground and rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "Forget it, killing him is a waste of bullets" He looked around, most of the villagers had already walked out of the house, they were standing from a distance and watching, many of them were wounded, the blood on their clothes had not dried, many of them had machetes in their hands, and their eyes were full of anger.
In just a few hours, a small, peaceful village was almost wiped off the map, leaving only piles of corpses and a stream of blood.
"He won't live more than an hour" Leaving the village and walking to the mountains, heart-rending screams could be heard in the distance.
Everyone stopped and looked back to see Sancho being hung from a pillar by the villagers, and several angry young men slashing him with knives, and blood dripping from Sancho's body to the damp ground.
Looking at the village of Towama from the hills, the entire village is in ruins, and after a massacre and a fierce battle, this peaceful little village is in decline.
Long Yun knew very well that these villagers who survived the catastrophe would not choose to stay and rebuild the village, and the disappearance of a rebel team here would attract more rebels, and staying would be tantamount to death.
Among the young men who surrounded Sancho to torture two looked like teenage dolls.
Hatred blinds them to the killing of their loved ones, and they may join other clans or join the side of government forces, and even when the ceasefire is in effect, the hatred remains buried in their hearts, waiting to explode one day.
Killing and hatred is a contagion in itself, and the Big 6 in Africa has never lacked abundant resources, it is just sick, and the root of the disease is in the hearts of people
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