In this very short period of time, Fan Wei's body was wrapped in three layers, and the Dragon Thorn soldier who had already aimed his gun at Soros opened fire instantly, firing the bullet without any suspense.
Sent into the heads of Soros and his mercenaries "Boom" Unfortunately, the bullet was fired a step too late.
The crazy Soros pressed the remote control button as soon as the bullet hit his head.
His body was shattered into pieces as the explosive exploded.
The powerful power of the explosion instantly spread to all directions, and then spread again Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
The power of the explosion resounded through the sky, but it also disappeared very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, everything became calm.
Except for the flying dust everywhere, there was no longer any danger.
Everything around was very quiet and strange.
The soldiers of the Dragon Thorn Army in the distance were stunned by this sudden change.
The already frightened workers nearby were frightened by the explosion and sat down on the ground one after another.
Some even cried out. .
Perhaps for them, the scale of shock brought by such a scene is undoubtedly unprecedented.
In this spacious concrete open space, everyone who was knocked down by the power of Soros's self-destruction fell quietly to the ground.
There was only one place, which was slightly raised and formed by layers of people pressing together.
The hillside of human flesh looks so dazzling.
Suddenly, the man slope moved slightly, and soon, the bodies pressed on it slowly slipped to both sides, and the bodies of two people were exposed from the innermost part.
The two gray-headed and shameless people were Fan who was pressed at the bottom.
Wei and Zhuge Yuyan As soon as Fan Wei showed his head, he was completely dumbfounded.
The power of Soros's self-destruction was much stronger than he imagined.
The figures of Soros and the mercenaries around him have completely disappeared without a trace.
It is estimated that they were directly destroyed by the power of the bomb and turned into minced meat, which was scattered in the vast area of the cement floor.
As for the row of Dragon Thorn soldiers who fell to the ground in front of him, several of them had been seriously injured and were obviously dead.
The bald man fell in the middle of these people, covered in blood, and looked very miserable.
In the crowd around him, at least five of Fang Xiang's men were killed by the power of the explosion.
Fortunately, Fang Xiang was also pinned down.
Although he was slightly injured, his life did not appear to be in danger.
"Even if Soros dies, it won't make people worry.
Is this your counterattack before death?
Very good, you look like a man when you die like this."
Fan Wei gritted his teeth and helped Zhuge Yuyan from the crowd.
He walked out, muttering to himself as if venting his anger towards Soros.
But no matter how much you hate this guy, you can't do anything to him.
He has already died and gone to hell with his body intact.
No matter how much you hate him, you can't do anything to him.
At this time, Fan Wei saw the other stunned soldiers of the Dragon Thorn Army standing in the distance, and couldn't help frowning, "Why are you still waiting?
Why don't you come and save people?"
As if awakened by the loud shout, these soldiers looked ashamed and rushed over in a hurry.
Fan Wei looked at the direction where the bald head was lying on the ground with some pain, feeling heartbroken.
It seems that one of the generals is going to be lost this time.
"Cough cough" Suddenly, the bald head lying motionless on the ground covered in blood coughed twice and opened his somewhat confused eyes.
Fan Wei rushed over excitedly, hugged him, patted his cheek and said excitedly, "Bald head, bald head, wake up, wake up."
"Boss" the bald man smiled at Fan Wei's helpless weakness and said, "That's great if you're okay."
"Don't move, don't think about anything, go back and heal your wounds."
Fan Wei stopped his body from moving, carefully checked his body and said happily, "Bald head, you are lucky, you didn't hurt any bones. , I thought the blood all over my body was yours, it looks like it was splashed on, you boy, you have a lot of luck, good job."
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"Hehe."
The bald man smiled stupidly.
He looked deeply at Fang Xiang, who was still standing guardedly next to Fan Wei, and couldn't help but said, "Brother, thank you for saving my boss's life.
I owe you the bald man."
To be honest, if it hadn't been for you, my boss wouldn't have been so safe without any harm. " Fang Xiang glanced at him and said, "Protecting the chief is my duty and task.
Injuring the chief is a mistake.
Even if I sacrifice my life, I will never let the chief suffer any harm, so you don't need to thank me.
Thank you, Just thank those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the leader."
Fan Wei sighed deeply and said to Fang Xiang, "Captain Fang, when you go back, give me the list of these fallen soldiers.
I will send a generous pension to the families of these soldiers and guarantee to support their relatives."
A lifetime.
This is the biggest commitment I can make.”
"Salute" Fang Xiang was grateful and could only express his gratitude to Fan Wei with a salute.
In fact, to be honest, Fang Xiang knew very well that if bodyguards like them, who were soldiers, died on duty, the country would have compensation and subsidy standards, but they would not be much, and they would naturally be insignificant compared to a person's life. of.
But at least it is honorable to sacrifice for the country.
But sometimes, those officials and special personnel who are protected are often not grateful.
Even though the bodyguards fought bloody battles and died to protect them, they still feel that the bodyguards have not fulfilled their responsibilities, and they make sarcastic comments or even complain.
Sometimes it is really frustrating.
Quite helpless.
How many people can make such a commitment like Fan Wei?
This is not a matter of money, but an affirmation and recognition of their status as bodyguards.
This kind of honor is more cost-effective than any amount of money.
Although this world is a society where money and materials flow everywhere, there are some things, some things that must be protected in the heart, that cannot be measured by money and power.
Zhuge Yuyan pulled Fan Wei's sleeves and silently pointed to the workers beside him who were still shivering in fear.
At this time, some of the daring workers began to search among the corpses for the workers who had been innocently shot and died. , however, most of the workers still just huddled together.
Obviously, the horrific battle just now frightened them all.
Fan Wei patted her hand lightly, and after asking other men to carry the bald head away on a simple field stretcher, he and Zhuge Yuyan came to the workers and said, "Dear workers of the arsenal, I'm sorry.
I treat this place as a battlefield to deal with the enemy.
But there is no other way.
You should also know that they will naturally be dissatisfied with my acquisition of the Zhuge Military Industrial Group and want to send people to kill me.
I hope you can understand this.
Don’t worry, for the workers who unfortunately died today, I will pay three times the compensation for work-related injuries.
I also guarantee that such things will not happen here in the future.
Please work with peace of mind.
I still say that I will not fire any workers. , we will not default on any remuneration, and we will not reorganize any factory.
Please believe me, I promise you that in the future, the factory will only get better and better, the benefits will get better and better, and the wages will get higher and higher."
After hearing Fan Wei's solemn promise, the workers' expressions finally returned to normal.
Under the leadership of several factory managers, everyone began to disperse and leave.
As for the corpses in the open space, Fan Wei asked the Dragon Thorn troops to pack them up and bury them in the back mountain.
Naturally, it is better for this kind of illegal battle to end quietly and secretly.
In these deep mountains and old forests, if you don’t tell me or I don’t tell, the people here may soon return to their previous peaceful and peaceful life.
Who knows?
I never imagined that there was once a son of an arms family from country E who was buried here in this foreign country: