Chapter 577: Hand-to-hand
Early the next morning, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly stopped in front of the hotel. The bodyguards were very cautious as they escorted a man who got out of the car and walked into the hotel.
Judging from the information given to me by General Rahman, it is very likely that the Saudi prince secretly went to South Sudan to contact the South Sudanese government forces, and as for what agreement will be reached, Rahman's intelligence network is unknown.
"The rebels in South Sudan are backed by the Americans, and their intelligence network is much bigger than mine. If they installed *, it is likely to be to block some secret agreement between the government forces and the Saudis. ”
"If I save this prince, will I be able to gain the friendship of Saudi Arabia?"
Hearing my words, Rahman chuckled softly on the other end of the phone.
"Frankly, no. There are hundreds of princes in Saudi Arabia, and the status of a prince who can be sent to a place like South Sudan will not be too high. ”
Watching the prince walk into the hotel, I decided to do it anyway.
After another ten minutes, a nondescript sedan entered the hotel parking lot, and two black men with glasses stepped out of the car, who were South Sudanese government officials judging by their clothing and temperament.
"You six big guys go and destroy all of them*, four of you go to protect the prince secretly, and the rest of you go with me to deal with each other. ”
The knives and I put on our hoods, double-checked our pistols and weapons, and once the snipers were in position, we crept out.
The guy who was killed last night is sure to be alarmed, so we're ready for war. In the second-floor house opposite the hotel is one of their strongholds, and the remaining ten sharp knives are divided into three groups to solve other surveillance sites, and I myself touched the opposite surveillance point.
The room was silent, two surveillance personnel were concentrating on monitoring the hotel through secret monitors, and the other two surveillance personnel were lying on their beds and falling asleep.
I took out the pistol with the * and killed all three of them, leaving only one monitor on his knees in fright.
They were indeed spying on a Saudi prince and were ready to detonate it as soon as they received the order from above*. To ensure that they were killed, the men had their target's room and upstairs and downstairs equipped with a ranger*.
I raised my gun and shot him in the head. Suddenly, I heard a very slight sound of the safety being opened from outside the door.
I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, to be able to sneak into seven or eight meters away from me without being discovered, this person must be very skilled.
The next moment, I jumped directly onto the beam of the roof like a ghost. Immediately afterward, a pistol with * outside the door shot at the thin wooden door. Soon, a * bullet was fired.
The door was gently opened, and a tall figure walked in very carefully, his reaction was cautious and agile, and the moment he saw that there was no body of mine on the ground, he immediately retreated backwards and prepared to exit the room.
Like an eagle pounced on its prey, I catapulted off the crossbar with my legs and punched the man in the back of the heart.
I was so fast that he didn't seem to want to run away, but to step back to make sure he was safe first.
Hearing the loud sound of wind coming from the back of his head, this man snorted very conceitedly, turned around and punched my fist together.
Although I didn't go all out of this punch when I wanted to stay alive, the strength of the opponent still surprised me. This man's strength is about 60% of my strength! This is already a terrifying power! This strength is equivalent to the strength of Guderian, who is the number one in the Sharp Knife Group.
Because I only used 20% of my strength, my body was blasted upside down by the huge force. I adjusted my stance in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.
The other party was covered like me, tall and strong, without that explosive muscles. Standing at the door at this time, he was very conceited with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were full of confident arrogance. But his eyes were very curious about the fact that I was not injured, and looked me up and down as if he were admiring my prey.
I sneered and rushed straight over with enough strength. He was even tougher and more shrewd than I had imagined, and the result of this punch was that his body was punched out by me, and I could even hear the sound of his bones cracking and the faint blood stains floating in the air.
Even when he was injured, the man whistled very loudly in the air. I was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt the reflection of the sights of the two sniper rifles. Then, as I stepped back into the room, two sniper rifles opened fire at the same time, hitting where I was standing.
The two sniper rifles posed no threat to me, and the other party was clearly trying to buy time to escape, not to snipe me here. At this point, it was impossible to track down that strange person. I grabbed one of the snipers who was about to evacuate in the direction of the line of fire, and replaced the pistol's * in front of him.
"That man can abandon you and run for your life, I believe you have no reason to keep it a secret, right? Say, who is that person? Who are you? What kind of armament are you?"
The sniper is a black man with a very calm temperament, and at a glance you can tell that he is a professionally trained sniper. Hearing my words, a trace of frenzy flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head and remained silent.
Without saying a word, I took out a dagger and cut off one of his left hands.
"His name is Raven! We are a detachment of the Rage Corps, responsible for providing military training and assistance to the rebels. "The black man's bones weren't as hard as I thought, and the name Legion of Fury was a cause for alarm. Behind this behemoth is the American master, and once our identity is revealed, the newly grown legion is vulnerable to danger.
I slit the sniper's throat with a single blow, ending his pain and returning to the hotel with the Sharp Knife Round that had already completed the mission.
"Hello, thank you for saving our lives. I am Saudi Prince Abdullah Azzi. "In the hotel's high-end suite, the prince, wearing a robe and a turban, was sitting calmly on the sofa, and when he saw me walk in, he quickly got up and shook hands with me to thank me. On the coffee table were the sharp knives that had been disassembled*, and although the two officials looked very calm, they could see how nervous they were at the moment from their slightly trembling hands.
"The other side is the Angry Corps, they are helping the rebels in South Sudan to train, and I also helped you unintentionally. I shook the hand of the cheap Saudi prince and asked, "Do you have a grudge against them?"
"Maybe it's because Saudi Arabia is a little vacillating on certain political demands. The prince groaned for a while, and said helplessly: "So the United States may want to teach us a lesson, and I, the prince, happen to be the best target for assassination." It is also possible that the rebels in South Sudan want to undermine the agreement between us and the South Sudanese government, so they are preparing to assassinate me. The Saudi prince shrugged his shoulders and said with an indifferent expression: "Who knows, it's all possible." ”
I have the highest level of vigilance against the Fury Corps, a behemoth backed by the intelligence of American masters. After a few words with the prince, we shook hands and said goodbye.
"Thank you for saving our lives, and if you have the chance, please visit Saudi Arabia. ”
"Okay, goodbye. I shook his hand and left the guest room on the first floor of his room with a sharp knife.
"You beat up his bodyguard?" I came out of the guest room, and I saw two bodyguards standing at the entrance of the elevator and stairs with obvious scars on their faces, and one of them had a piece of toilet paper stuck in his nose to stop bleeding.
"yes. Guderian, the gorilla, said excitedly: "I walked over to their boss with *, but these two bodyguards were so frightened that they pulled out their guns. I was knocked out by one of my punches, and I was very unwilling to look at their eyes. ”
We continued our journey towards the Central African Republic as we had previously allocated vehicles.
"Raven?" General Rahman on the phone subconsciously repeated the name, and only said after a long time: "I know this person, but his whereabouts are too secretive, and our intelligence department doesn't know much about him. It is only known that he is the adjutant of the American Carmel, and after Sam, who was originally in charge of the Fury Corps, was mysteriously assassinated, Carmel took over the Fury Corps. ”
"He's very powerful. I glanced at Guderian, who was sitting next to me with a curious expression, and said defiantly, "The power of my sharpest knife is equal to, or even better than, him." ”
After talking to General Rahman on the phone, I saw Guderian pouting at me with an unconvinced face, and couldn't help but laugh: "You think you are the strongest? But not only are they as strong as you, but they are definitely twice as fast as you." ”
These words hit his death hole at once, and the six powerful knives all had one of the biggest problems, that is, they were not fast enough. Even with intensive training, their speed lags behind that of the speed-type knives. Fortunately, they were not equipped with the kind of weapons with full protection, which was enough to compensate for the crisis caused by the lack of speed.
"I'll give that idiot named Raven a taste of my Iron Fist when I get a chance. Guderian said in a muffled voice like a child who was angry with others, clenching his rattling fists.
At this time, the ravens who had fled all the way back to the rebel base were lying in an ambulance and were rushed by soldiers to the best private hospital in South Sudan.
Carmel, who was as strong as a bear, sat beside the raven with a serious expression, constantly urging the driver to speed up.
The raven's face is pale, and the wound on his arm is open, with white bone ballast and hanging musculature. Although the wound was treated briefly by the military doctor, a large amount of blood continued to ooze out of the wound.
"Crash open the gate and rush in!" Carmel ordered, and the military Humvee with the head smashed directly into the iron gate and rushed in with an ambulance.
The security guard in the private hospital building ran out with *, and Carmel took the guard's * and punched it into the sky.
"Cure this man for me, if anything goes wrong with his arm, you'll all be shot by me!"