Seychelles!

Aldabra.

It is the world's second largest coral atoll, the famous Turtle Island, because of its special environment, attracts many tourists, every year this can accept more than 300,000 tourists, Brewer. Jeffries walked barefoot on the beach with Mr. Martin from the Seychelles, where the occasional daring crab ran past him.

The cold wind here blows and makes people feel refreshed.

"This place is so much better than Zaire." Brewer sighed, his old face was wrinkled in Zaire, the dry weather brought physical and mental depression, if it weren't for the high salary, who would want to stay in that place? Like him, as Mister's deputy, this salary is guaranteed to be $350,000 a year, plus benefits and various subsidies, about $450,000, and the annual income of $150,000 in the United States can be called the middle class.

Sure enough, if you want to make money, you either have to risk your life or put down your face.

Martin smiled beside him, "Isn't it the best result for you to transfer to this place after that?" ”

Brewer. Jeffries kicked a crab in front of him, and the other party scrambled to slap a few times in mid-air, then fell into the water and fled in a hurry, "Have you divided our location?" ”

"200 acres in the middle of the island." Martin said.

Brewer nodded, "The construction team will be in soon, and we will have the first employees arrive in about five months." ”

Martin's brows furrowed, "Five months is a bit long, what we need now is the first time to protect, now piracy is still rampant, we hope to get your company's support." ”

Their number of tourists has already been reduced by several bases, and if this continues, the tourism industry will be paralyzed.

The pirates are about to go on the market, and their archipelago will become destitute.

"I can request team support from above, but we need a temporary airport stop."

"Of course there is no question of these, is there anything else that is needed?"

Brewer turned his head, the flesh on his neck was tangled, twisted into a figure of "8", and his mouth was split, "Just prepare the money." ”

Martin was stunned and nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, we will give this money." ”

Look, this is called a partner, everything is deducted and searched, and the little bit of non-atmosphere makes people have a headache to watch.

Brewer shook the Pepsi in his hand and slammed into the Sprite in Martin's hand, "Happy cooperation." Seychelles is one of the few countries with environmental protection laws, littering is fined, and this kind of garbage can can be found everywhere.

Martin watched each other finish drinking, he also drank it all, the two continued to walk along the beach side by side, continued to chat, suddenly, a piercing air defense siren suddenly sounded on the beach, Martin's face suddenly became difficult to see, hurriedly looked into the distance, saw a few black dots getting closer and closer, he shouted at the tourists who stayed around.

"Run! The pirates are coming!! ”

There are also some tourists on this beach, when they hear the movement, they realize that something is wrong and run away.

"Quick, hurry back to the hotel!" Martin also grabbed Brewer's arm, the latter was also very cowardly, not cowardly, he didn't bring anyone with him to negotiate, thinking that he could travel by the way, why did he come to a pirate?

He also hurriedly ran, there was a certain protection in the hotel, but the pirate came quickly, and after the assault boat rushed to the beach, he opened fire, which frightened Brewer and bent over, but he still looked at the other party very calmly, and pulled Martin to run towards the side path, this blind run, but it will put himself in danger, and the others are not so lucky.

"Help me... Save me! A blonde man in boxers stretched out his hand and roared, his face was covered with blood, he was shot in the back, but between life and death, where can he control other people, he watched running away, and then a black shadow covered his eyes, and a hoarse voice laughed playfully, "It looks like you have been abandoned." ”

The other party raised his hand and fired several shots at the man's head, and the skull was opened!

The man who fired the shot was a black man, wearing a skeletal mask, a very dark vulture in his eyes, carrying a bag on his back, and tactical boots on the sand, he looked at the fleeing tourists and looked at his watch, "The game is on, guys." ”

His words stimulated the armed men behind him, these people don't look like ordinary pirates, they are all wearing long-sleeved tights, cargo pants, and the weapon in this hand is not the same AK47 as the pirate, but the AUG automatic rifle made by Steyr Manlischa, and there is a grenade launcher underneath, this is not for ordinary people to play, Austria's weapons are notoriously "expensive", such a weapon, the black market sales are about 4000 US dollars!

Automatic rifle, also equipped with an optical sight, plus a grenade launcher with a detachable barrel ...

It's a bit good, the 5.56mm bullet may not be so terrifying, but the effective range of 800 meters still gives him a foothold, and in addition to these, there is a militant armed with a Toka M65-A308 sniper rifle!

Is it preparing to wage an armed war in the Seychelles?!

"Rush!" The leading black man shouted in a low voice, took a deep breath, and ran towards the hotel with his backpack on his back, followed by the man behind him.

The hotel was also in a panic, and the guards kept beckoning tourists to come in and prepare to close the door, but these tourists ran too slowly, and the manager shouted next to him, "Close the door, close the door!" ”

The guard was just about to close the iron door, a black thing crossed the parabola, and then exploded in mid-air, all the people within three or four meters around covered their faces and fell to the ground, the manager covered his neck, his face was red, blood flowed out of his fingers, and his eyes began to accumulate blood, and his eyes were also full of green tendons, so he could only look at it, and the other party raised his gun and shot at his head.

Peng!

The manager glared and died.

The overturned guard was also eliminated, and the black man, chewing gum in his mouth, walked into the hotel and closed the iron door.

"The game is on, remember to hide it!"

……

The Dourti Hotel in Aldabra is controlled by militants!

There were about 70 tourists inside, and the other party asked the Seychelles government to release the 17 arrested companions, or else, shoot the hostages, this matter was spread by the other party through television, and suddenly a whirlwind rolled up, and all the consulates could not sit still, but more than eighty percent of the tourists here were Europeans.

There is no anti-terrorist force in Seychelles, they can only ask for help, but only Egypt can get their hands on Africa, and the other party said that they can, but when they come, it is too late, and the hostages are dead.

They didn't try to solve it themselves, but they killed 7 local patrol officers, 3 soldiers of the army, and left 2 hostage bodies.

In desperation, they thought of the Savior Company.

A phone call came to Mister's office, and as soon as the other party heard that the Dorty Hotel had kidnapped and asked for support, he felt that something was wrong, as if Brewer was staying there, and this was okay, Brewer was also a senior member of the company, and Seychelles asked for help, no matter what the starting point was, the Savior Company had an obligation to solve it!

Is this a declaration of war on the Savior Corporation?!

Stupid humans!