Hassan's alertness saved his life, and just as he lay down, a bullet flew almost across his scalp, exploding a shallow crater in the ground.

And one of his subordinates on his left hand side did not have such good luck, the entire left shoulder, completely shattered, attached to the arm, stripped from the body, cracked chest, and even a beating heart.

Eight hundred meters away, in a bush, the dog flicked his fist in annoyance.

The shot that missed, he put it.

Next to the dog's head, there was also a person lying on his stomach, his shoulder was pressed against the nearly two-meter-long Big Mac, the pitch-black gun body, the square muzzle brake, it was the Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle with a heavy sword and no edge.

The man with the gun was a foreigner in an army green vest, with slightly curly blonde hair, a tough face, and a pair of brown eyes, as dead as death.

"Without the baptism of war, you are no longer sharp!"

The foreigner whispered and fired again, and in the scope, a person hiding behind the car, in the shattered window glass, flew upside down a meter, and half of his head was cut off.

The dog head retorted wordlessly, compared to Andrew, who has been baptized by blood and fire all year round, he is indeed too comfortable in the Excalibur Brigade

The thumping of gunfire continued, and Hassan crawled to the ground, writhing like a snake, towards the nearby bushes.

Only by entering the bushes can he find a place to hide, and whether he will be able to avoid the snipers' sniping after that, Hassan does not know.

As for his men, Hassan had no time to pay attention, listening to the rhythmic, two-second muffled gunners, Hassan knew that his men were probably going to be wiped out.

The two snipers with a stable surname named Hassan are terrified and are true masters.

Eventually, Hassan slipped into a bush, leaning against a hard tree, before he had time to look back at his men.

Unexpectedly, all of his men died on the road to the bush.

In the open field, they are moving targets!

As for the two subordinates who stayed behind the car and suppressed the fire, they were silent, and the result was obvious.

The gunfire stopped, giving Hassan time to catch his breath, the kind of crisis that could kill him at any time, Hassan had not experienced for a long time.

He didn't know if he would survive this time, but at least, he didn't regret getting into the car in the morning and setting off to find Hamler.

People who live on this continent believe in one sentence.

t.i.a！ thisisafrica！

For Hassan, Africa is a hell in which you can never escape from hell and go to a beautiful paradise, the only difference is when you die.

Before he died, Hassan felt that he would at least eliminate the gunman hiding in the bush behind him and avenge Hamler.

Taking a deep breath, Hassan grabbed the rifle that he had never lost no matter how dangerous it was, and got up to search for the enemy.

Without warning, a round object pressed against the back of his head, stiff and cold.

Something all too familiar!

Hassan's grip on the rifle tightened, and then gradually relaxed, looking ahead, and the dark shadows of the vast grassland hovering in the clouds were reflected in the deep bottom of his eyes.

"Can I see your face?" Hassan whispered, wondering who killed Hamler, if it was those two damned Chinese.

Boom!

Hassan's head slammed and his body fell to the ground limply, and until he died, he could not tell who killed Hamler and killed himself.

Turning over Hassan's body, confirming that the person was dead, and seeing Hassan's calm face, Yang Tian couldn't help but frown.

It was a look of relief!

Shaking his head and dispelling the strange feelings in his heart, Yang Tian raised his eyes and looked around, searching for Zhou Kai's figure.

"Kaizi!" Yang Tian's shouts echoed across the grassland.

After a long time, from the pond covered with animal hoof prints, a person suddenly came out, startling Yang Tian.

Soaking wet, hanging with aquatic weeds, black silt, who else could it be except Zhou Kai.

"Say, you must have been a master of hide and seek when you were a child." Yang Tian stepped forward and kicked Zhou Kai's ass angrily.

Pointing to the pond and signaling Zhou Kai to wash himself, Yang Tian took out a cigarette, lit one, and waited quietly.

Five minutes later, two people crossed the bushes and appeared in front of Yang Tian.

"Yang Tian!" "Brother Sun!"

Yang Tian got up, flicked the cigarette butt, met the dog's head, waved his palm, buckled, pulled it to his side, and hugged him tightly.

After going through so much, it is not easy to meet here.

"This is Andrew, right?" Yang Tian turned to the remaining foreigner and reached out his hand.

Andrew is not handsome, but he is tough and resolute, very manly, with a vision of about 1.85 meters, a body full of tendons, and a wild surname full of strength.

"Hello, Yang." Andrew shook hands with Yang Tian and looked at Yang Tian curiously, he didn't seem to have many words, and there were many questions in his heart, but none of them were asked.

Yang Tian didn't mean to answer his question now, and asked the dog head if he was sure to cross the border with Zhou Kai.

The dog head said that there was no problem, and then the four of them got into Hamler's undamaged pickup truck and set off for the border.

The dog head was driving, Yang Tian sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to recuperate, he didn't sleep all night, and he was really tired.

In the car behind, Zhou Kai and Andrew stared at each other, but Zhou Kai looked at Andrew mostly, and a large part of his attention was on the Barrett sniper rifle in Andrew's arms.

"Yang Tian, there is something that has not been officially said to you." The dog head opened the chatterbox, and when he saw Yang Tian open his eyes, he solemnly said thank you.

Yang Tian waved his hand to signal no.

The dog head is not the kind of man who inks, and it is enough to tacitly know each other, and some words are too boring.

After a pause, he asked: "Yang Tian, I haven't asked you, what are you doing in Sudan, after mediation, although there is no large-scale war, but the situation is even more chaotic, you shouldn't come." ”

Yang Tian shook his head, I can't tell the dog head, I can't get used to your military's approach, and I was forced to go abroad.

"Can Andrew be trusted?" Yang Tian pulled away from the topic, glanced back at Andrew in the car, and said, "You tell me about Andrew's mercenary." ”

The dog nodded and didn't ask Yang Tian why he cared about this, picked up what he thought was important, and told Yang Tian.

Andrew's mercenary army doesn't have an official name for the wind, such as Windfox, Flamingo, etc. The members have been changing, and even the leader of the mercenary has changed three times.

At present, there are 17 regular combat members, and there are two supernumerary personnel who do logistics and take care of business.

To Yang Tian's surprise, the current leader of this mercenary army turned out to be a woman, named Lizova, whose ancestral home is Ukrainian, but she is a Russian national, who once joined the KGB and is an excellent intelligence agent.

According to the doghead, Lizova later committed treason, was hunted down by the KGB, and came to Africa only after pretending to be dead, joined this mercenary army, and was used as an intelligence officer by the previous chief.

After the death of the previous leader, Lizova took control of the entire mercenary army with her strong wrists and the intelligence network in her hands.

Without Lizova, there would be no most critical intelligence sources, as well as customer information, and the mercenaries would not be able to sustain themselves at all, which is the biggest reason why Lizova took over as the leader.

Of course, according to the dog's own guess, Lizova is also willing to take over this mess in order to repay her kindness, and now this mercenary army is really not profitable, and many times Lizova needs to untie her own pockets to maintain its operation.

Hearing this, Yang Tian was a little moved, and asked hesitantly: "Brother Sun, how much do you think I have to pay to buy the ownership of this mercenary." ”

The body skidd, and the stunned dog's head almost hit a baobab tree.

After stabilizing the car, the dog head asked in surprise: "Yang Tian, are you joking?" ”

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who jokes around?" Yang Tian asked rhetorically.

The dog head wanted to say yes, but when the words came to his lips, he still turned around, and said in a low voice: "Okay, why are you buying mercenaries, this is not buying a team or anything, if a mission is not properly commanded, maybe the whole army will be wiped out, in that case, the money you invested will not be all wasted." Also, even if you really want to buy it, you don't need to buy this mercenary, there are many African mercenaries, and Andrew's one is not profitable at all now, and he can't get any big business. ”

Yang Tian smiled and said nothing, buying the ownership of a mercenary, or spending money to raise a mercenary, is indeed very risky.

But Yang Tian is not afraid, nor is he worried about not being able to make money.

With cell enhancement instruments and countless alien technologies, Yang Tian will use this war-torn land as a testing ground to create the most elite mercenary army on Earth!

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