Mongolian border.

Three jeeps without license plates were speeding on the snowy grassland, and the sound of the roaring car engine echoed over the vast grassland for a long time.

Squeak –

With the screech of brakes, all three cars stopped almost simultaneously in front of a newer-looking yurt.

The yurt is a kind of house inhabited by Mongolian herders, which is suitable for pastoral production and nomadic life. The yurt is spacious and comfortable, it is supported by a special wooden frame, wrapped in two to three layers of wool felt, and then tied with a rope twisted from horsehair or camel hair, which can be ventilated and lightened, which is not only easy to build, but also easy to disassemble and move, and is suitable for rotational grazing and walking.

Three men got out of the jeep, all dressed in camouflage combat uniforms, with berets on their heads and a pair of Air Force sunglasses on the bridge of their noses. It looks like a special operator of a unit, but there is no country or unit logo on the combat uniform.

"This should be it!" One of the men in camouflage opened the tablet in his hand, looked down a few times, and then looked at the yurt next to him and said.

"Need to go in?" A person next to him pointed to the yurt and said, "There seem to be a lot of people in it." ”

"No!" The man with the tablet shook his head and said, "I was only given the task to wait outside. ”

"Lieutenant Colonel, if the person we want to answer fights with the people inside, don't we care?" The other asked, holding his sunglasses.

The camouflage-uniformed man, known as the lieutenant colonel, smiled and said, "If they can't even handle these minions, then I won't come here and wait in person." ”

"Really? This group of people is so powerful? NSA's? Or which military district special brigade is it? The man next to him asked.

"Why do you ask so much! Ahem, military secrets, less inquiry. The lieutenant colonel coughed lightly, and the other two stopped talking.

In the dim light, the foul air with the smell of earth deeply stimulated everyone's sense of smell.

"How I feel like a mouse! After drilling the sewer, drill this broken tunnel again. Fat B frowned and said scoldingly. And this tunnel is too unprofessional. If Johnson had been a little fatter, he would have been stuck in the narrowest place just now, and he would definitely not be able to get through there. ”

"The underground passage used by people for smuggling, do you want to build a luxury air-raid shelter!" Qin Jun glared at Fat B, and Fat B immediately closed his mouth consciously.

"Number 3! Come and check the phone remote. Qin Jun said with a flashlight and pointed to a connected telephone at the end of the tunnel.

Number 3 is a Demoman, so if this phone remote control is a simple remote control, or if there is some hidden bomb device, he only needs to disassemble the panel and scan the circuit board inside with his eyes.

“OK！” No. 3 made a gesture and continued, "Then I'll enter the password!" ”

"Hmm!" Qin Jun nodded and said, "Others are on alert!" ”

From Joseph's mouth, he learned that the other end of the tunnel was a smuggler from the Mongolian side, although Joseph confidently assured that as long as he reported his name, there would be no problem, but Qin Jun still felt that it was better to be careful.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

A mouth slowly opened above everyone's heads.

Brush Brush Brush –

When the dazzling light illuminated the exit of the tunnel, there were already 4 old-fashioned rifles aimed at Qin Jun and the others.

"Hey! Own! We are friends with Joseph. Qin Jun raised his hands high and blocked the others behind him.

"Joseph's friend? Why haven't we heard from him? A strong man in Mongolian costume with the appearance of a leader said in broken English.

"Oh? Is it? Maybe he forgot, right? Qin Jun shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"Impossible! He is the one who eats this mouthful, how can he even forget the rules! Boy, I don't care if you're Joseph's friend or not, I'll give you two choices! The Mongolian strong man frowned and roared rudely.

"Not bad! There were two other options, and I didn't think I had to choose. Qin Jun squinted and smiled, his eyes quickly taking a look at the surrounding environment.

On the ground, there is a room, but judging by the structure of the house and the circular space, it should be a yurt.

Russians don't have a habit of living in yurts!

Qin Jun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, at least now he had left the territory of Russia.

There seemed to be only four people with guns in the yurt, and there was nothing around but piles of boxes, large and small.

"Extra! What laugh at what laughs? The Mongolian man seemed a little angry, and took a step forward with his gun in hand.

"I'm just laughing to show my friendliness! Say, what kind of options do I have? Qin Jun blinked, his hands were still raised high, and as for the toolbox, he had already handed it to Lin Haitao behind him.

"Humph!" The Mongolian strong man snorted coldly and said, "First, you go back the way I came, and tell Joseph that bastard not to forget the rules of our business." ”

"Since you've come here, there's no reason to go back!" Qin Jun smiled apologetically.

"That's fine!" The Mongolian strong man shook the rifle in his hand and said, "Second, I will let all of you eat a peanut." ”

Apparently peanuts here refer to rifle bullets.

"Peanuts! All right! Can you get some more Mongolian spirits? Peanuts and wine are a perfect match. Qin Jun squinted at the Mongolian strong man again and smiled.

At this time, even the stupidest person can see that he is making fun of the other party.

"Ahh Bastard! Dare to make fun of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you! The Mongolian man roared angrily and clicked the bolt.

When the Mongolian strong man was about to pull the trigger, he found a black shadow rushing towards him, and before he could react, a huge force came from his stomach, kicking him out of the air, and the rifle in his hand was also taken away.

When the other three Mongolian men saw that their companions were kicked away, they all shouted in a panic, and desperately pulled the bolt of their guns, about to shoot and kill.

But Qin Jun would give the other party a chance to shoot.

Whew!

An old-fashioned rifle was in Qin Jun's hand. After three muffled bangs, the three Mongolian men fell to the ground with their heads covered.

"Rub! Even you little fish and shrimp, dare to invite my boss to eat peanuts? Fat B got out the second one, and he kicked the man on the ground a few times.

Everyone climbed up from the tunnel one after another, but Qin Jun raised his eyebrows, took out the pistol on his waist, and quietly walked behind the door of the yurt, gently opening a crack in the door.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Fat B asked puzzled.

"Be on guard, there's someone outside the door!"