"Wild dog, how do you feel about the end of our mission this time?" Soon after, the bullet shell stopped the BMP-1 on an unfamiliar street, and he and Hou Rui began to walk side by side, and asked with a mouth that refused to rest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Tired, scared, painful!" Hou Rui jumped out word by word.

"Hahaha, just get used to it, at this time you should be grateful that you are still alive. As he spoke, he pulled a robe from the yard of a house on the side of the road, and put it on his body in three or two strokes, covering the blood stains and wounds all over his body. Hou Rui immediately got a set of clothes, and now the two of them were disguised, and they were not so dazzling when they walked on the road.

"How long does a task like this need to be carried out?" The sky is getting brighter, after continuous fighting, the night has passed in the blink of an eye, although Hou Rui is not very familiar with the members of this operation, but the memory of the vivid faces disappearing in front of his eyes still makes Hou Rui feel inexplicably sad, so he asked unconsciously.

"New recruits need to serve for two years on a big mission, didn't your lead tell you that?"

"I don't have a guide, I don't know a lot of things. ”

"Wild dog, you're a strange fellow, but you're a quick learner, and you might live longer. As he spoke, the bullet shell suddenly crouched down at the door of a car on the side of the road, took out a string of gadgets, and began to poke the car lock. A minute later, Bullet Shell and Hou Rui had already driven the car onto another street.

"Bullet casings?"

"What?"

"What do you think I'm lacking the most right now?" Hou Rui decided to ask this little man for advice.

"It's too much, in hand-to-hand combat, bits and pieces, and of course, most importantly. ”

"What is it?" Hou Rui hurriedly asked.

"$5000. The bullet casings once again bared their signature little white teeth, with a blackmailer's expression.

“…… Here you go, say it quickly. Hou Rui replied angrily.

The bullet casing driving the car was rarely serious, although his face was smiling, but the cold light in his eyes made Hou Rui look at it and couldn't help but tremble quietly, and his body couldn't help but move out, instinctively wanting to stay away from this dangerous person.

"Wild dog, your biggest problem is that you still have unrealistic fantasies about this **** world, you are still hesitant to carry out tasks, you will be soft when you kill, and this will kill you sooner or later, as well as the people around you. After the bullet shell finished speaking, he turned back and continued to look at the road, leaving Hou Rui himself deep in thought.

No matter whether the other party is a child or an old man, can he still be considered a human being if he solves all of them? I don't want to be that cold-blooded. At the very least, the collateral damage outside the mission should be reduced to a minimum! Hou Rui did not agree with the statement of the bullet shell in his heart, but he couldn't show it at this time, so Hou Rui didn't talk to the bullet shell in the second half of the drive.

About two hours later, behind a small hill 120 kilometers southwest of Sirte, Hou Rui and Bullet Shell finally saw the elf and Mark, these two guys had also been disguised, and there was even a small donkey behind them, looking like an ordinary country couple, but the keen Hou Rui still noticed that Mark's left hand was hanging from his neck, and the elf was walking with a little lameness, so the intensity of the annihilation battle could be seen.

"How to evacuate?" asked the bullet casing, sticking his head out of the window, looking at the elf.

"Trekking across the border, just like when you came. ”

"It's bad luck. I thought I could fly back there this time. ”

"Don't mention these pointless things, the target has already confirmed death, right?"

"Decapitation, explosion, and burning, if it's not dead, then there's nothing else I can do. The bullet case shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"Then let's break up!" said the elf, turning over and riding on the little donkey, and the rest of the people dispersed and set out on the return journey.

About a day and a half later, Hou Rui drove the car left by the bullet casings to the Libyan border, at this time the sequelae of the fierce battle with Heishui began to appear, although several gunshot wounds on Hou Rui's body were not fatal, but Hou Rui's body finally couldn't bear it in a state of inability to recuperate, and he began to have a low-grade fever.

I touched my forehead with my hand again, and I felt that it was hot, and it was roughly estimated to be about 38 degrees. Putting down his hand weakly, Hou Rui sighed and put the kettle to his mouth, but the kettle was already empty without a drop of water.

"It's bad luck. Hou Rui casually threw the kettle to the back seat. Who knew that this small action caused the wound on his arm, making Hou Rui sweat again. waited until the pain subsided, and then Hou Rui lifted the bandage and looked at the blackened gunshot wound wound.

"It can't be infected!" Hou Rui was a little worried, and then he put the bandage back in place, grabbed a simple map and looked at it.

Now Hou Rui is still more than 10 kilometers away from the border, but if you go further, you can't continue to drive, otherwise you will be discovered by the Libyan border garrison, those soldiers who suck blood from smugglers and drug dealers are not vegetarians, just with Hou Rui's current situation, if you are stopped, you really can't go back!

Just when Hou Rui was thinking about the specific method of crossing the border in a daze, a minibus suddenly drove over in the distance, and finally stopped next to Hou Rui's car with a brake.

“#￥%%…… &*" A man in a sunhat spoke to Hou Rui, but he spoke Arabic.

"I'm sorry, can you speak English?" The helpless Hou Rui didn't even have the strength to be on guard, and the fever made his body and limbs become limp, so he had to lie on the steering wheel and talk to the sun hat.

"Need help, my friend?" asked the visor at once in pure English, and at first glance it was certain that it was a Westerner speaking.

"I'm sick, who are you?" Hou Rui had to ask for help when he was sick, since he met a Westerner, it was better than a local who was indistinguishable from the police and bandits.

"I'm Father Rick. The man in the sunhat had already gotten out of the car and leaned over with a large kettle. A dazed Hou Rui struggled to keep his eyes open, and finally saw Father Rick's iconic little white-collar worker. In this way, Hou Rui did not use the AK on his knee to directly burst out of the other party.

Father Rick first touched Hou Rui's forehead with his hand, then handed the kettle to Hou Rui, and then said in a concerned tone, "You do have a fever and need to lie down and rest immediately." ”

"But I'm going to cross the border and get to ******. Hou Rui, who took the kettle, immediately poured a breath, and finally cheered up a little.

"It's a coincidence, we're also on our way to ******, maybe we can go on the road together. Father Rick suggested. But Hou Rui didn't dare to agree immediately, in case this priest of unknown origin was a drug dealer or some other dangerous person, wouldn't being on the same road with him be tantamount to sending sheep into the mouth of the tiger?

While Hou Rui was still hesitating, the driver of the minibus began to honk his horn, presumably urging Father Rick to get on the bus.

"My friend, you really need the Lord's help, there will always be a place for you in the church car, but you can't take this thing with you. As he spoke, Father Rick pointed to the AK rifle that Hou Rui had placed on his lap, and his face was full of pious and compassionate expression.

"Forget it, I'm ......" Hou Rui was about to refuse to get into the car, but when he spoke, his head suddenly dizzy, and the whole person lost consciousness......

I don't know how long it took, Hou Rui was woken up by a shaking, he opened his eyes and was surprised to find that he was already lying on the last row of seats on the minibus, several very old Libyan women were taking care of themselves, and the minibus had also driven into a valley at this time, no longer the barren Gobi on the Libyan border.

"Father Rick?" Hou Rui thought for a moment and called out. Immediately, the priest sitting at the front of the car walked over and handed Hou Rui a bottle of water by the way: "You wake up, we have passed through the border checkpoint." ”

"Didn't those soldiers embarrass you?" asked Hou Rui curiously.

"We at the Church of the Saints often come to ****** to transport medicines and sometimes carry other things, so the soldiers at the checkpoint usually don't bother me. Father Rick sat down beside Hou Rui as he spoke, stretched out his hand and checked the newly replaced bandages, looking skilled, it is estimated that the priest usually does not do less work to care for the wounded and sick.

"Then I'm so lucky. Hou Rui drank the water slowly, let the priest check his wounds, and waited for him to stop before continuing to ask: "Dear priest, you helped me this time, how do you need me to repay you?"

"No, no, no, I don't need your return, it's all the Lord's arrangement. Father Rick waved his hand in refusal, and then drew a cross on his chest, and the old women around him immediately followed suit.

"But I have a small wish, and maybe you can help me make it happen. Hou Rui was moved, but Father Rick suddenly changed his tone and showed a mischievous smile.

"Father, please. ”

"I want you to be able to get out of the dangerous life you used to have. Know that whoever lives by the sword will surely die by the sword. Father Rick clearly had something to say.

"......" Hou Rui didn't say anything for a long time, and he had to dodge the priest's expectant gaze. After a few minutes, a disappointed Father Rick shook his head helplessly, patted Hou Rui on the shoulder, and returned to the front seat.