One of the little blonde men stepped forward and said, "You speak French very well! Of course, your marksmanship is even better, my name is Killian, and I am the sniper of the team." Are you Chinese?"

Tang Chuan shook his head and said, "I am a war correspondent of Xingguo Xingdao Daily, my name is Qiu Zhen, you can call me Qiu." ”

Saying that, Tang Chuan also handed his passport and press card to Killian, who originally wanted to discuss and communicate with Tang Chuan, who was obsessed with marksmanship, but he didn't expect Tang Chuan to misunderstand.

However, Killian still took Tang Chuan's ID and looked at it, returned it to Tang Chuan, and said, "Your marksmanship is amazing, it's a pity to be a war correspondent." How do you hit a series of accurate spot shots with AKs?"

Tang Chuan smiled, put his gun on his back, and said: "I used to be a soldier in Huaguo, and later immigrated to Xingguo, so I became a war correspondent. The muzzle of the AK jumps very hard, and you need to be able to hold it down with reasonable force when shooting. ”

Tang Chuan explained, regardless of whether Killian believed it or not, the man had already walked to Masrafa's side.

Killian followed behind Tang Chuan, looking confused, and steadied the muzzle of the beating AK gun?

At this time, Tang Chuan's perception had already discovered for the first time that Masrafa's vitality was about to come to an end.

His last shot did not directly hit his heart, but hit the abdomen under the heart, and it is estimated that at that time, Msrafa happened to be dragged down by his own people and moved his position, so that the bullet did not hit the heart.

It seems that the idea of wrapping bullets is not 100% effective, and there will be special circumstances.

However, this Masrafa is not very popular, and before the man is dead, his subordinates will leave him alone.

Tang Chuan untied the scabbard from Misrafa's leg, drew the dagger from it, and stabbed Misrafa's wound, waking Misrafa from his coma.

Seeing the confused look in his eyes, he leaned into his ear and whispered, "Msrafa, your brother Abrahim has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Masrafa was in the moment of his return, and he and his brother Abrahim had the magical telepathy of twin brothers, and he had already sensed the moment before his brother's death.

At this time, after hearing Tang Chuan's words, his eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth whimpered, "You...... Who is it?"

"I'm the one who came to you from hell, and you have to pay for the attack on Trafalgar Square!" Tang Chuan said lightly.

Misrafa turned his head sideways and looked at Tang Chuan, but the person he saw at this time was not the same as the person who sensed the killing of his brother, and he couldn't help but stare and said, "You...... It's not!"

Tang Chuan looked at Masrafa, put the tip of the knife against his chest, lowered his head and whispered, "My soul came to you to ask for this blood debt, and now you should pay it back!"

As the words fell, the dagger had already pierced into Masrafa's heart, and Masrafa's mouth opened suddenly, "Original...... It's you!" and then died of rage.

Tang Chuan said silently in his heart: "Ruoxue, Xinyuan, have you seen it? The murderer who killed you has been solved by me with my own hands, and you can rest in peace." ”

"Qiu, it turns out that there is still one alive...... Hey...... How did you kill him?" The leader of the Francian special forces saw Tang Chuan squatting in front of a militant, and seemed to wake up the man, it seemed that he was not dead, he originally thought that Tang Chuan was going to save the man, but who would have thought that Tang Chuan would stab the man in the heart with a knife.

Tang Chuan stood up and said to the strong soldier: "This guy is so seriously injured, he actually said that he would get a nuclear bomb to blow up Europe, so I was angry for a while, and I ended up with him."

Anyway, he won't survive with his injuries, so let me vent my anger. By the way, his name is Msrafa, you should know him, right? He's the culprit behind the attack on your country's nuclear power plant!

I've seen the global wanted warrants issued by Europe, and it should be him. Destroy him, this is the honor of you French soldiers! Let me take a picture of you as a souvenir!"

The strong soldier was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "What?!Is he that Masrafa?" He stepped forward to carefully identify it, and confirmed that it was really the terrorist leader.

Standing up, he stared at Tang Chuan with meaningful eyes, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and said, "The leader of the special operations team under COS, Kurt Mendy, thank you for the support you gave us, let us complete the rescue mission, and also gave us such a surprise. ”

Tang Chuan smiled, reached out to hold Kurt's hand, and said, "This is the result of the heroic operation of the French special forces. So you're here to rescue the hostages?"

However, he felt a strong force in his hand, and Tang Chuan's smile remained unchanged, allowing Kurt to exert his strength. The other players looked like they wanted to see a good show, but they knew that Captain Kurt's grip was amazing, and many people had suffered the loss of the captain's handshake.

Kurt couldn't describe his mood at the moment, was he holding steel in his hands? It was so hard to be outrageous, but he also understood that it was Tang Chuan's subordinates who showed mercy, and they didn't exert any strength at all, otherwise they would definitely make a fool of themselves.

He laughed at the moment, let go of his hand, and said, "Yes, we are here to rescue a female reporter." Kurt turned and gestured to a figure walking down the hillside.

At this time, the other team members saw the captain's appearance and knew that the captain must not have been able to take advantage of Tang Chuan's hands, and they admired Tang Chuan even more.

At this time, knowing that this battle inadvertently eliminated the terrorist leader of the terrorist attack on Faransi, Masrafa, this credit is not small, and it is obvious that Tang Chuan gave it to them.

Tang Chuan took out the camera in his backpack, took a close-up photo of Kurt and them, and asked Kurt for his mailbox, saying that he would send the photo to Kurt when he returned to a place with an Internet.

The Francian fighters began to spread out in a state of alert with their guns, after all, this place had just been fought, and it was difficult to say that the enemy would not return again.

Tang Chuan rushed to Abdullah's location again, and saw that the bearded man was really shot in the heart by himself in the back and died, so he took a photo casually.

He continued to shoot around with his camera, walking through the battlefield, and in the process, a group of remnants of the soul like moths to the fire entered Tang Chuan's body, and more than 120 people were killed in this battle.

This time, Tang Chuan felt the pleasure of his soul growing crazy. During this period of time, he kept chasing the murderer, and it suddenly ended, which made Tang Chuan a little stunned, and countless memory pictures were like flashlights in his mind.

"Qiu, what are you thinking?" Kurt asked, walking over to him.

Tang Chuan came back to his senses, saw the figure walking down the hillside, and said in disguise: "Why is it a female reporter again?"

Kurt couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Qiu, have you seen other female reporters?"

Tang Chuan said: "Yes, when I came out of Dama Shige today, there was a female reporter from the Milican CMM who was accompanied by her, and a colleague of hers, but unfortunately she was attacked by militants halfway and her colleague was killed. ”

Kurt asked with interest with the romantic feelings peculiar to a French man, "Did you save her?" ”

Tang Chuan glanced at Kurt and said, "We were rescued by the soldiers of the Rakshasa Country, and then she went back to Big Yard Shigo, and I continued my interview mission." Otherwise, I wouldn't have had a chance to meet you. ”

"Qiu, what are you going to do next? What else do you need to interview? Those militants are not far from here, we had better evacuate here together. Kurt suggested.

By this time, it was almost dark, and the night was even more dangerous.