Chapter 133: Descendants of the Mercenary Family

In the middle of the morning, when the tall trees were cut down in the mist-shrouded corner of the jungle, the red soil clearings and the wild growth of small shrubs could be seen everywhere, and the shrill noise of the lumberjacks' chainsaws could be heard from time to time in the green bush.

A stream more than one meter deep and about three meters wide meanders along the jungle, several light green canvas tents are camped in the red soil clearing vacated by the cleared trees by the stream, two light green old Land Rover off-road vehicles and a four-wheeled retired military truck are parked in the corner of the clearing, several black African men wearing long-sleeved apricot yellow uniforms marked with English for lumberjacks, wearing a Penny hat of the same apricot yellow color on their heads, wearing half-fingered cotton gloves and carrying chainsaws and axes in their hands come out of a tent.

Seeing that the sky was still dark and the mist had not yet lifted, the black lumberjacks had a reluctant look on their faces, and slowly walked to the side of the jungle with cheap sandals on their feet, and muttered their native English and disappeared into the bushes

", it seems that we have to renegotiate the distribution of the benefits of the contract with the chief, it is a mistake for the blacks in the territory to be hired as lumberjacks, and it will be too much trouble for Tamad not to take advantage of the end of the dry season to step up the cutting of trees, and wait until the rainy season comes in May."

Another tent door of the tent camp with a light green tent was lifted, and a white man in his thirties with short brown hair and a strong figure of more than 190 centimeters tall, dressed in a blue sports casual suit made of cotton fabric, wearing the same sandals as a lumberjack on his feet, carrying a bright red fishing tackle backpack on his shoulder, and carrying a net-like fish basket in one hand, the white man watched the figure of the lumberjack disappear into the dense bushes, and his silhouetted face was slightly impatient. Standing beside the tent and muttering in English, it was clear that he was dissatisfied with the lumberjack's passivity.

The white man was just talking to vent his dissatisfaction, his blue-gray eyes then looked at the piles of African mahogany logs piled up on the red earth in the open space next to the tent camp, several piles of mahogany logs were harvested from the jungle by himself in a few days, although not as valuable as Asian mahogany, but still worth a lot of money, the kind of chicken blood red in the cross-section of the mahogany logs sometimes reminded him of his previous mercenary career, compared to the murderous man still felt that cutting down trees was "gentle".

Although both are a loss of life, and the high temperature in the jungle in April often exceeds 40 degrees Celsius, and he has to guard against the sudden outbreak of dysentery and relapsing fever that may be caused by various mosquito bites, the white man still feels that cutting down trees is much gentler than killing people, which is also a new experience for him that is different from leading a mercenary team to raid the enemy camp.

The white man looked at the stacked mahogany logs and lost his mind slightly, and the canvas door of another tent next to him was opened, and several young black women with short curly hair combed into several braids on their heads and wearing jungle digital camouflage feet and sandals came out.

The black women were all fat and medium-sized, and in addition to a camouflage uniform, they were wearing gloves and holding different weapons in their hands, including AK74 assault rifles, large-caliber shotguns, and even folding compound bows, with ammunition and special short bows and arrows attached to them carried by thin tactical vests.

After seeing the white man standing by the tent a few meters away, several chubby armed black women stood in a row at a fast pace and gestured to make a mercenary etiquette, looking at him with reverence on their faces, and when they saw him return to the mercenary etiquette, they dispersed at a rapid pace, trotted and disappeared into the nearby jungle.

The white man didn't care at all about the few armed black women hiding in the dense jungle, and watched the tent canvas door be lifted again, and out came a white European woman in her twenties who was at least 170 centimeters tall and wearing a blue sports casual suit like him.

His eyes looked down from the woman's black bun on the back of her head, swept over her beautiful face and plump and proud upper curve, and when he saw that her sturdy waist was hung with a quick-pull pistol holster and dagger scabbard with a tactical belt and lock, and the powerful fifteen-round pistol and horn knife dagger dagger highlighted her unique style, the white man slightly wrinkled his forehead and whispered in English: "Cindy, this is in the chieftain's territory, and we don't need to go far, just fishing by the river, so we don't need to bring weapons, right?" ”

Hearing the words of the white man, the pale gray eyes of the fair-skinned Cindy, who was still fair in her twenties, flashed a ray of light, looking at the man she had followed for many years a few meters away, brushing the short black hair on her forehead with one hand, and after a slight pause, she said quickly in English: "Jerry, the chief sent his private army out to protect the entire logging camp, although they are all trained by us, but you will not forget the difference between them and real mercenaries!" In this fucking jungle, we're going to have to carry it on our own if something really happens."

Jerry is noncommittal about what Cindy said, he will not ignore the only remaining veteran member of a mercenary team that has been following for many years, Cindy can be said to be his important assistant, this woman is purely a female man's character, dare to say and dare to do In fact, a few armed black women who were hidden in the jungle just now are mainly trained by Cindy, and they have a special understanding of them, and Cindy obviously has her own considerations in it.

Thinking of this, Jerry shook the tackle backpack on his shoulders and walked quickly to the river, planning to go to the fishing spot that had been selected yesterday afternoon to fish in the stream, as for the bait, the jungle is full of insects to use as bait, and there are earthworms in the sandy soil, so there is no need to worry at all.

Seeing that Jerry didn't squeak and turned to leave, Cindy subconsciously stroked the pistol and dagger on her waist and then followed, the two had just walked along the stream at the edge of the tent camp, intending to follow the grassy path stepped by the lumberjacks to the jungle, the tent canvas door with antennas on the top of the tent camp was lifted by a pair of hands, and a medium-sized and thin young European-haired young European white man wearing the same blue casual clothes walked out of the tent quickly, and his pale blue eyes searched along the flowing stream. Soon spotting the backs of Jerry and Cindy, the young white European man shoved his fingers into the corners of his mouth and blew a strange whistle at a rapid pace.

The strange whistle echoed over the tent camp, Jerry and Cindy were stunned, the two of them stopped speeding into the jungle, turned around and ran towards the tent camp, and before the people arrived, Jerry, who was carrying a fishing tackle and a backpack and a fishing basket, was already roaring in English: "Carl, if there is something unexpected, hurry up!" ”

As Jerry's cousin, Carl is familiar with Jerry's cousin's temperament, and said quickly in English: "The high-level employee of xxx military contracting company hired Liang Team, and just now he made an encrypted call from a satellite phone, saying that he has something extremely important to find you, and he is still online!" ”

Jerry's face changed slightly, knowing that the Liang team in his cousin Carl's mouth was Liang Li, this woman from China was not easy to get along with, it is said that after she took a high-level job as a high-level employee of xxx military contracting company, she brutally trained the contract mercenaries under the xxx military contracting company, known as the mercenary nightmare, and took the initiative to contact him some time ago, hoping that he would borrow a part of the mercenaries to complete the employer's tricky task, but for various reasons, the two sides did not negotiate the matter and put it on hold, and now they are contacted by satellite phone, Is there any important task that needs to be accomplished?

Thinking of this, Jerry didn't even put down the fishing tackle backpack on his shoulder, walked straight into the tent, picked up a satellite phone placed on the unfolded metal folding table, and provided a satellite phone that was transferred to the filtering and monitoring service signal access through the micro satellite ground station, and said calmly in pure Chinese to the satellite phone that still kept the line open: "Liang Li, I'm Jerry, what can't you do?" How has the mission of the United Nations Union Mission in Mali been completed, and has it made any money? ”

"Jerry, I know that your satellite phone is transferred from a satellite ground station, and I am using it now with reliable confidentiality, so I won't talk about those things in the United Horse Regiment, I can only say that our company has lost a lot of bad luck. Now there is an extremely urgent matter that needs your help, use resources to find out the disappearance of several medical staff of international organizations assisting in the fight against Ebola in a chiefdom in the northern province, including a United Nations peacekeeping police officer who is actually a thirty-year-old woman from the Chinese aid medical team, whose Chinese name is Zheng Hailing, find out her actual situation as soon as possible, if it is possible to rescue her, limited intelligence shows that her disappearance is less than 50 kilometers away from the jungle where you are nowThis is extremely important, if the reward is not comparable to cutting down a few piles of mahogany."

Liang Li's deep and cold voice sounded in the satellite phone speaker, but Jerry always felt that this woman's speech was obviously different from the last time she contacted her, and she seemed to have a lot of confidence, why is this?

Jerry subconsciously silently read the name of the missing woman from China several times, and then felt that his back was a little chilly and his body trembled slightly, and his blue and gray eyes glanced at Cindy and his cousin Carl who walked into the dimly lit tent, and after gesturing to signal the two not to speak, he quickly said into the satellite phone in Chinese: "Liang Li, the woman who can let you personally call from China is obviously not an ordinary person, that Zheng Hailing is the woman who killed the executioner Mad Song?" Only his woman will you pay so much attention, didn't she go to Sierra Leone, West Africa, to go missing and have the backing of a big country, why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that the murderous demon Song is still alive, and it can't be by your side?"

"Jerry, your intuition is very sharp, Song Xiaoshuang is eating canned food while waiting for your answer, we hope to hear better news when we arrive in the Northern Province of Sierra Leone in half a day."

In the satellite phone, Liang Li confirmed Jerry's guess and quickly ended the call, her words made Jerry's face stiffen, and then Jerry looked at Cindy and Carl in the tent, clenched the palm holding the satellite phone, showed a strange look on his face, and quickly roared in English: "Really hell, the executioner Song Xiaoshuang is still alive, and he is still in Mali, Africa!" Hear it all, immediately collect all kinds of clues about his woman, and try to find her, otherwise the matter will be a big deal! ”