This mercenary force has traversed the West African continent and has also had a good reputation in Kosovo in the Middle East, and as the deputy leader of this mercenary force, Lieutenant Colonel Monte is very proud. At least after he left the Delta Special Forces, Colonel Berg accepted him as a veteran who knew nothing but war, even if he was asked to give his life for that colonel now. This time the task is not complicated, the employer does not want to capture the royal palace of a Middle Eastern country, but simply asks for a woman to be placed under house arrest in the Burj Al Arab Hotel, which is not too long, only needs to trap the target for two days. Lieutenant Colonel Monte, who was only good at attacking by nature, wanted to build yì old partner Berg to think carefully about this business, their developed limbs did not mean that they were simple-minded, on the contrary, every time they acted, they would make extremely strict tactical arrangements, after so many years of cooperation, the tacit understanding between him and the colonel can be described as seamless. The task was simple and the pay was surprisingly high, and he and Colonel Berg almost decided from the beginning that it was a set trap, and if it weren't for the fact that Mr. Smith had played a round with a deputy secretary of defense who was also Monte's old superior, they wouldn't even want to look at him.

The mission went surprisingly smoothly, and they had spent a lot of effort on the previous intelligence work, and the target only had six bodyguards with not very good skills, and there was also an old Asian woman who was similar to a nanny. In the first confrontation just now, they took down five of the opponent's bodyguards, and the target of the five bodyguards was lost, so naturally they would not be stupid enough to risk heavy fire to break through. Lieutenant Colonel Monte subconsciously glanced at the direction of the room where the target person was and smiled easily, but he still said sternly to his companions: "Cheer up, although the task is simple, there must be no mistakes, otherwise your dividends will have to say goodbye to God!"

Next to him is a large dark-skinned man with a height of more than 1.9 meters, who is a subordinate of Monte's special operations team when he was in service, and after retiring, he also followed Monte, and traveled all over the war-torn continents. The young man named Mike grinned with thick lips, revealing a gold-inlaid front tooth: "Boss, you can rest assured, if this kind of business is messed up, I will eat this M9 in one bite!"

Monte smiled too: "Mike, don't forget how your front tooth fell out, be careful to blow up your other front tooth today." ”

Mike shrugged his shoulders: "That bitch-raised Iraq is full of human bombs, if it wasn't for my quick reaction that time, let alone the front teeth, I guess even my head would have been blown off." After saying that, he muttered in a low voice, "That's like a fool Steven, so you can't find it in your chest up......"

Monte's nerves stiffened, and his expression immediately turned cold, and he said after a long time: "I have seen Steven's wife, and the little daughter who was just born at that time, the American who was raised by a bitch......"

Mike was about to say something, but the elevator behind him suddenly made a "clanging" sound, and the elevator doors opened.

The eight mercenaries under Monte's command turned their guns around and aimed them at the elevator that was slowly opening. The hotel waiter pushing the food cart out seemed to be frightened by this scene, quickly retracted the elevator, and explained vaguely in Arabic: "I didn't see anything, I was here to deliver food......

Mike pulled the dining car out, and pulled out the waiter in the elevator who was about the same height as himself but was obviously much thinner. Monte personally inspected the food truck, and sure enough, it was only steak, bread, and mushroom soup, and they also carefully checked the empty space under the food truck, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so Monte glanced at Mike and asked him to let go of the hotel waiter.

"Go ahead!" Monte waved his hand. This time the task is to trap the target for two days, in the early years, when this mercenary army was just established, they did not take over similar business, but most of them were big deals such as kidnapping confidential information, like today's painless situation, he estimated that it should be a means of vicious competition between international large energy companies, since the employer did not ask for killing, he did not need to let the people inside go hungry, besides, he had carefully inspected the dining car, there should be no problem.

Watching the waiter in the hotel uniform push the food cart into the passage of the floor, Monte suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he shook his head, maybe it was because he had been tossing on the girl for too long last night......

Mike seemed to be stimulated by the food on the food truck just now, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and touched the back of his head: "It's really fucking enjoyable, these rich bitches, the phone lines are cut off, and they can still call the ...... for dinner."

Lieutenant Colonel Monte then remembered what was wrong, it stands to reason that the telephone and mobile phone signals on this floor have been processed, and in their experience, it is almost foolproof, and the other party can still order food in this case, unless they have a satellite phone, but why don't they call for help if they have a satellite phone...... Oh no, Monte screamed badly, and when he looked up, he wanted to drink the hotel waiter, but the other party happened to have pushed the door and walked into the presidential suite.

"There's something wrong with that waiter...... Monte didn't plan to go in and pull the waiter out, even if two more people went in, they still couldn't resist the submachine guns in their hands with their bare hands.

"Boss, just said on the top floor that a helicopter has approached, will there be a problem?"

Monte immediately intercompassed through the headset to ask Sam on the top floor how he was doing, but the two people on the top floor did not answer.

"Colonel Berg, there may be something wrong on the roof!" Monte immediately contacted Colonel Berg, who was in charge.

Without hesitation, Berg went out and went straight to the roof with four of his men, and after a while, Monte heard Berg's cold voice: "Sam and Aman are dead, it seems that they should have been hit in the heart by a hammer or other hard object, and the blood vessels in the heart ruptured and died." "For most of his life, Berg is most familiar with the ways in which humans die.

"A hotel waiter has just pushed a food cart into that suite, Colonel, I built yì forced my way into the room, put them under my nose, and then let them out when the time was up in two days. Monte was annoyed that Sam had helped him block a bullet two years earlier, and then died silently. At this time, he had already determined that the waiter must have been disguised, and Sam and Sam must have died at the hands of this person.

Colonel Berg's voice came from the headset: "Do it, but remember, don't do unnecessary harm!"