A few Humvees gallop down the deserted road, and everything around them is an indescribable reddish-yellow, the kind of color that is unique to Africa. Black Africa, in fact, is not black, just red and yellow. The red ones are the soil, and the yellow ones are the dust and plants.

Hearing Alexei's moaning behind him, Lin Rui spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and handed him a bottle of water. "Have a drink. If you don't drink some water, you'll be dehydrated. In this season, it is not a pleasant thing. ”

Alexei leaned over, gulped down the water, and finally lifted his chapped and pale lips and said, "Thank you, but who are you and where are you taking me?"

"Don't worry, I'm not Russian, and I'm not a member of the Order. We're just a bunch of people working for people, military companies. Lin Rui shrugged and said, "But luckily, I wasn't hired by your enemies. So you can rest assured that we'll get you safely to your new boss, the American. ”

Lin Rui looked at the gunshot wound on Alexei's body, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course, try to be as safe as possible." ”

Alexei smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I really got the bet right this time." If I had brought the intelligence with me, I am afraid that the Americans would not care if they found the information. On the contrary, it is the destruction of the intelligence that the Americans care so much about my own life and death. ”

"Okay, the story between you and your employer has nothing to do with us, and we don't care. I've contacted the Americans to send you to Mombasa. After handing you over to them there, we're done. Lin Rui shrugged.

"I've heard of you. Alexei whispered, "Are you Rick?"

"Well, I didn't know I was so famous. Lin Rui smiled.

"In Russian intelligence, there is such a thick dossier about you and the Black Island. Alexei smiled bitterly, "Especially after you killed the minister's female assistant." I'm really surprised that after something like that, you're all right at all. Aren't you worried about retaliation?"

"If you're referring to the Russian she-bear, I can tell you that her death itself was revenge. It's not the Russians who take revenge on us, it's that we take revenge on her. It's as simple as that. Lin Rui said in a low voice.

"Well, I just thought, I should say thank you. Alexey looked at Lin Rui and said.

"No, we have never been heroes who act bravely, we just take money to do things. Lin Rui sighed, "And now we still have a lot of our own troubles." ”

"That girl is also Russian?" Alexei said as he looked at Yelena, who was sitting in front of her.

"We're just a team. It only cares about ability, regardless of who the other party is, where they come from, or the color of the other party's race. So we have everyone in our team training. Lin Rui looked out the car window and whispered, "However, Russians, you'd better lower your head." ”

"What's wrong?" Alexei was a little dazed.

"On the one hand, she said my girlfriend, and it makes me very uncomfortable that you are staring at her like this. Also, for safety. Someone is catching up from behind, and they're all ready for me to fight!"

In the distance, several armed pickup trucks were rushing towards them, and the armed men in the vehicles waved their weapons and shouted loudly, meaning to stop them immediately.

"Damn, it should be the Secret Society that has bought off the clans nearby. Shogishi frowned, "Although these guys are not professional, if we don't leave quickly, there will be a lot of them." ”

Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound of flesh tearing, and the militant who was shaking the assault rifle and shouting exploded with a surging ball of blood on his chest, and his head suddenly fell back, and the person was knocked down at once. The others didn't know what was going on, and only then did they hear gunshots in the distance, and it was obvious that Yelena was more talented than anyone else in sniping in the distance.

In the process of Lin Rui and the others accelerating the sprint, the militant vehicles that were originally cowering behind also began to catch up, and all the vehicles gathered in the huge desert of Africa. There were seventy or eighty people in this traffic, shooting wantonly at the Humvee of Lin Rui and others.

Lin Rui frowned and said, "Who are these people?"

Jiang An shook his head and said, "I don't know, it should be the clan armed nearby!" It is estimated that they were all bought by the secret society. These people are willing to do anything when they are paid. ”

Before he could finish his words, all the O2 team members felt that they heard a "whoooh-woo-woo" sound of breaking through the air. It's like the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the wind. And it's getting bigger and louder, so that the eardrums feel like they're being pricked.

Lin Rui raised his head and saw a plane appear in the sky, this plane looked like an old-fashioned trainer plane, or the kind used to sprinkle pesticides on the farm. Anyway, it's an old biplane of wood, and it's very noisy, and I don't know where these people got it.

Sergey shouted: "They actually have air support units." Everybody ......"

His voice was immediately drowned out by the gale, and the militants with weapons in their hands condescended and fired at the Humvee on the ground.

But it would be nice if these African militias could drive this crumbling thing into the sky, and they didn't shoot at all. It is estimated that I don't know how to calculate the amount of advance, and the dust swept by the bullet on the ground is rising, but it is ridiculous. Originally, the speed of this small biplane was faster than the Humvee below, and it passed in a stagger, and the pilot of the plane could only go around in a big circle and turn the nose of the plane. Then several bombs tilted down one after another, "whining" in the air, and the bombs came in an instant, bombing indiscriminately and indiscriminately, and the roads were blown into potholes.

Many African fighters were screamed by the bombing, and several cars overturned on the side of the road, which greatly affected the morale of these black men.

Lin Rui was also disgraced by the dust raised in the car: "Isn't this their person? Why did you even blow up your own people?"

Jiang An frowned and said: "This is not a fighter, it should be some kind of small civilian aircraft, the specific model is unknown." Because it was so low, it was just a random explosion! And they were dropping what seemed to be mortar shells with modified fuses. Even if you throw it down, it will explode, but if you don't trigger a primer, it will explode, so it will explode and fly. ”

"It's really amazing, there are such second-hand goods? Where did they get a second-hand broken plane, bring a box of mortar shells with a modified fuse, and use it directly as a bomber? What a talent!" Lin Rui couldn't help but laugh.

The sound of airplane engines, gunfire explosions, and all kinds of shouts and shouts are mixed and intertwined, forming a picture that people will never forget.

No one can describe this style of painting, so cruel, so tragic, the flames of war, the flesh and blood, and the desolation of the sunset desert in Africa.

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