In the middle of the farm, Foreman, the leader of Lucifer's team, walked over and knocked on the door of the villa. Inside, a woman answered the door, tall and fair, with black hair rarely seen among white people. This woman has a surprisingly good figure and good looks. But Foreman still can't hide his contempt for her, knowing that the woman is nothing more than a plaything for the shadow broker, whom he found in Amsterdam's red-light neighborhood last week.

Foreman even suspects that the shadow agent wants this woman just to reduce direct contact with himself and others, so that she can play the role of a messenger.

The beautiful woman leaned against the door and gave Foreman a very provocative wink, "Mr. Foreman, is there something wrong with you, or did you come to me all the way?"

Foreman didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, just pushed her aside. "Sir, you must come out to me, we are in big trouble. ”

"Foreman, it's not good for you to treat a lady like that. Besides, Ruby is still such a beautiful lady. The Shadow Broker stood up from his computer desk. "What the hell is going on?" his voice was still coming from the voice changer under his mask.

"Someone is planning to work against you. I don't know how this leaked out, but the farm is no longer safe at the moment. Sir, you had better be prepared, for if the situation is not good, then we will have to leave everything we can behind. I'm only going to protect you, and I'm not going to care about this chick of yours and all the messy computer equipment you have here. Foreman looked at the shadow agent.

"I see. The Shadow Broker was silent for a moment, then smiled and whispered. "But I hope you'd better respect me, after all, I'm paying you for this mission. And, I was in dire need of Miss Ruby's services. She knows how to make men feel happy and not so boring. Wherever I go, I'll take her with me. ”

This damn bastard, dying and still thinking about women. Foreman endured the discomfort in his heart, waved his hand and said, "Whatever you want, but no one will take care of her when the time comes." With that, he turned and walked out.

After walking out of the villa, Foreman whispered to a few team members guarding outside, "Cheer up, look at this place, and never leave." ”

"Yes, Captain. The members of Lucifer's team nodded. They are all experienced mercenaries, loyal and reliable, and calm and composed. Foreman was still not at ease, and called several other members of his team over to give them some instructions, and then returned to the room next to him.

As the captain of Lucifer's team, Foreman has only one belief in his mind, and that is to make a name for himself in an established mercenary company like Morningstar. He should belong to the battlefield, to a more intense place, to a place where his value can be more reflected. And the current dilemma of protecting the task made him dissatisfied.

Although Foreman was very happy to become the leader of Lucifer's team and build a mercenary team under his leadership, on the other hand, he wanted to make a difference, and the task and the difficult employer were beginning to make him lose what little patience he had left. On the other hand, Foreman also understands that if this mission fails, the company's board of directors will definitely punish him severely, and he will most likely lose trust because of it. That's the path they chose, once they lost the trust of Joe and the company, the company would not hesitate to hunt him down and destroy him together.

The Gibbs brothers on the side watched Foreman and secretly exchanged glances. Foreman knew very well that while these two guys didn't have bright heads at times, they were the best fighters in the entire squad. The coming battle touched the deepest longing in their hearts, and Foreman could almost smell their excitement and restlessness from the smell of their bodies.

"In any case, this mission is based on the protection objective as the first consideration. Foreman added.

His resounding counsel reached the hearts of the Gibbs brothers.

"Captain, do you think someone is really going to do a sneak attack this time? I mean, is there really anyone who wants to kill that guy who is wearing a mask and doesn't know what to call it?" asked the eldest of the Gibbs brothers, confused.

Gibbs, the younger brother next to him, patted his brother on the shoulder. "It doesn't matter who he came from, if they choose to go their own way, then I'll keep everyone safe here, brother. ”

Foreman nodded solemnly, a subtle smug smile on his face.

The news of the possible attack at night has caused an inexplicable tension on the entire farm. The first rays of the moon of the night had not yet fallen, and the night was darker than expected. Foreman had ordered all the lighting fixtures to be turned on. Even a row of large nighttime work lights was lifted out of the warehouse, illuminating the entire farm as bright as day.

The attack happened as expected, everything happened in this moment of lightning.

Hearing the sudden sound of gunfire and sirens, the Gibbs brothers and the mercenaries immediately roared wildly. "Enemy attack!" a Lucifer squad mercenary was hit in the chest with a bullet, and bright red blood splattered across his battle suit.

"Sniper!"

The remaining members of Lucifer's team quickly dispersed, each looking for favorable terrain to rely on. Just as they were bent down behind a boulder, another mercenary was shot in the body by a bullet and fell to the ground.

A nervous mercenary slammed into the house where the others were hiding, he held his breath and cautiously poked his head out to see where the sniper was hiding, but as soon as the hapless guy showed up, a bullet hit him in the shoulder, and the mercenary's body fell hard, and he still cursed, "What the." ”

In just a few minutes, two of the mercenaries were killed by fire from outside the farm, and Foreman was truly taken aback this time, he could even faintly hear the footsteps of the attackers hiding in the shadows.

Damn, the other party is a master. Foreman pushed the mercenary soldier who had already fallen aside, and if they remained here, they would be wiped out in a matter of minutes. "There are only a few attackers on the flanks!" Foreman shouted, "they are forcing us to move towards the flank, but our only option is to rush forward, they have good marksmanship, but they are not familiar with the terrain, and we have the advantage of numbers, this is the only hope to reduce casualties!"

He heard the Spanish mercenary hound on the other side of the farm reply, "The captain is right, everyone counts down to three seconds!"

(End of chapter)