A few days ago, in the rebel occupied area of the Republic of Knubia, at night

Heavy fist bored sitting in the cabin waiting for takeoff, the captain said to come when he left, but it has been almost an hour and has not come back, he can only look out of the window in a daze, this country has no air pollution, there are still many stars in the sky, which reminds him of lying on the roof of his hometown at night to watch the stars when he was a child.

There is the sound of a car outside, and the heavy fist does not look at it and knows that it is a belated refueling truck, and the ground staff has been notified to refuel for more than half an hour before coming, the efficiency of these people is indeed not very high, and the positive image of the rebels is still relatively recognized, but after in-depth contact, it is found that in fact, there is not much difference from the laziness of the government army, this laziness seems to be very "popular" in the whole of Africa, and it seems that there are not many people on this continent who will live that fast-paced lifestyle, and everything in this place is slow to death, The heavy punch is quite uncomfortable, but he can only endure this place.

"This oil is so scummy, I'm really worried that Africa will block the fuel injectors when it's in the air." Thor climbed into the plane and deliberately slapped his heavy fist in the face with his big oily hand, making his face oily.

He scolded with a heavy fist and wiped his face casually, he never deliberately cleaned himself up, as a special operations officer who has been engaged in front-line combat for many years, he feels that his appearance is passable except for black spots, when the special forces led the team in the previous paragraph, the female team members secretly said that it was a smoked version of the large Song Joong Ki, but he was disdainful of this, he felt that he was much more stylish than Song Joong Ki, how could the muscles and lines of this body be comparable to a creamy little student? If the special forces guys are like Song Joong Ki, the combat ability can be imagined, after all, it is an idol drama, in order to attract the attention of girls, it is very different from the real battlefield, and there is a heavy fist has always been obsessed with the so-called "smoked version" of the words, he admits that he is a little darker, but if he is compared with the others in the team before, he can be regarded as a white-faced martial artist.

Heavy punch looked at his watch helplessly, and simply lay on his backpack, he knew the coordination ability and efficiency of this small African country, so it was not strange, wait.

Through the unclosed hatch he can see most of the airport, this broken airport is the old civil airport was temporarily requisitioned and rebuilt, the equipment is still the level of the eighties of the last century, or the Soviet Union and Russia aided the construction, the airport changed hands several times in the civil war, and it has been used until now, the heavy punch can't figure out how they did it, the runway looks a little potholed, I really don't know if these rebels don't know how to maintain or don't have that ability at all, people are very worried about whether the plane will take off and land on this runway, In fact, as far as he knows, this country has no air force, and the vast majority of military aircraft have been thrown into warehouses due to disrepair and have long become piles of scrap iron, and ten fingers that can fly into the sky can be counted, and even civil aircraft are old-fashioned small passenger planes, which keep shaking as soon as they fly, and there is a feeling that they can fall off at any time, but the rebels have either captured or purchased some small planes and used them as bombers after a little modification, and the effect is not bad, forcing the government army to start paying attention to air combat and air defense. Even the old anti-aircraft missiles that were previously supported by the Soviet army were moved out and sent to the front line.

Everything was the same in the night, the lights on the tower were flickering, and from a distance, I could see a few listless old blacks sitting inside, and I knew from that state that it seemed that they were unlikely to take off in a short time.

As a veteran who has held a gun for nearly ten years, Heavy Punch is very unaccustomed to this kind of laziness, but he can't manage it so wide in this place, he shook his head helplessly and turned over and was about to squint for a while, but before he could find a comfortable position, the captain came back.

"Get up, get up." The captain kicked his ass and beckoned outside, "Come on, boy." ”

He yawned and sat up lazily, and in a trance he saw a figure at the door of the cabin, and the person froze there and didn't come up, which made him a little strange.

The man seemed hesitant, but soon asked in a tentative tone, "Yes...... Ghost Instructor? ”

The voice was very familiar, and the heavy fist frowned, and looked fixedly, the person standing in front of him was a little familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen it, but the nickname of the ghost was very short.

"I ...... It's me...... Eleventh ......" The man looked excited, looking at the punch expectantly, as if hoping that he would recognize him.

"Nakshatra?" He slapped his head with a heavy fist, and finally remembered who this person was, and it turned out to be the most mischievous of the several batches of special fighters he had trained.

"Yes, yes...... It's me, and now I'm called the Water Demon. The man was so excited that he almost shed tears, "I didn't expect to see you here......"

"You kid still have a little conscience." Heavy Punch smiled, "Come up first, it's time to go." ”

The water demon didn't know how he got on the plane, he didn't expect to meet the person he was most afraid of in his life thousands of miles away, the instructor who had brought him countless nightmares, but made him grateful all his life, it was this person who taught him how to survive on the battlefield, and it was this person who disappeared without a trace after he really became a qualified special forces.

"Teach...... The instructor ...... "The water demon saluted a standard military salute with mixed feelings, looking at the face full of oil paint on the heavy punch, he felt that the murderous aura on this instructor seemed to be heavier than back then.

"Stinky boy, long time no see." The punch hit him hard, and the punch was so powerful that it almost knocked him into the cabin, "Don't be in a daze, the captain is over there." ”

"Sit......" the captain pointed to a few people on the side, "I'll introduce you, Fury, Thor...... I won't say much about that guy if you know him, it's bugs and snapping turtles flying in front of you. ”

A few people did their own thing as if they hadn't heard, but moved in to make room for him, the water demon knew very well, it is not easy to integrate into this team, it is difficult for a mature team to accept a newcomer, unless you have the ability, otherwise they will definitely disdain your contact, and they don't even bother to talk to you until they kick you out.

"Introduce yourself, water demon, ten years in the industry, five years in the Marine Corps, and then five years in the special forces, 119 actual battles, 21 kills ...... "The water demon knows that there is no need to say where he came from in front of these people, he just needs to express what he has done, what achievements he has made, in this kind of hidden dragon and crouching tiger strong team is the most ruthless role, modesty will make people look down on you, you have to let him know that you are awesome, you are tough, and you have to have the strength to be reliable, you are not easy to provoke, None of the people who can mix in this pile are good stubble.

"Captain, how did you get a new Ding?" Furious sat on the side and said in French.

The water demon sounded a little harsh, but it was not easy to attack in front of the captain, but he still replied in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "Hey, I thought this hidden dragon and crouching tiger turned out to be just a group of wine bags and rice bags that judge people by their appearance." ”

"......" was about to stand up in a rage, but Thor pulled him, "Alright; New arrival, be careful when you speak, don't be thorny. The second half of his sentence was said to the water demon, and it was quite unpolite, and his tone was stiff, which didn't sound like a reminder, but more like a warning.

The water demon was still about to speak, and slapped him with a heavy fist, signaling him not to go too far, so he held back and held back, the old instructor's face still had to be given.

"As the people of the same country and brothers in the same army, isn't it good to exert some residual heat after retiring from active service?" The captain said that he spoke Portuguese, and after reprimanding the rage, he turned back to the water demon and said, "In this team in the future, conversation is not limited to one language, but it is not allowed to say what others repeat, that is, the questions and answers must be in two languages, and you are not required to speak in a correct manner, but you must not bring out the accent of your hometown, remember, use less in your native language." ”

"Yes, sir." The water demon reacted quickly and immediately switched to English.

"Come and sit." Heavy Punch greeted him, after all, he was a soldier brought out by himself, and Heavy Punch still planned to take more care of him.

The water demon leaned over excitedly, but he didn't dare to sit down, and pulled him over with a heavy fist: "Here we must forget the past and the past, remember, you are a mercenary." ”

"Yes...... Sir. "It's clear that the water demon is very uncomfortable with this kind of conversation.

"People here were picked out by the captain after being discharged from the army, and of course, there were also people who were forced to leave the army by the captain...... Ahem...... We all understand these things, so I won't say much, in short, now we are free people, and no one cares about freedom, but we can't forget who we are, even if we appear as mercenaries, we can't indulge ourselves too much, you can understand that we are out to make money, remember this, in addition to obeying orders, only work, and ask fewer questions. ”

"But when I came out...... "The water demon didn't understand, he didn't understand what the ghost wanted to express, if it wasn't for the solemn and sacred sense of mission, he had left his hometown and traveled thousands of miles to this place?" Now let him only ask for money, what is going on?

"I said it, don't ask any questions." Chung said expressionlessly, "You'll understand later; By the way, the nickname of Onicha is long gone, and my current code name is Heavy Punch. ”