"Squeak——!

The Grim Reaper braked the speeding jeep to stop, so that Luo Sheng, who was not wearing a seat belt, almost hit his head on the windshield.

"Are you swearing?"

The Grim Reaper turned his head, looked at Luo Sheng and said.

"Swearing?"

Luo Sheng pointed to his nose, looked at death with a confused expression, and said, "When did I curse?" ”

"You ask me who is better than the dragon, and what is the difference between scolding and scolding?"

Death pursed his lips, restarted the car that had stalled due to his sudden braking just now, and drove the jeep in the direction of the camp, and said, "I know that you have a high opinion of me, what 'men that death doesn't dare to accept', 'insurmountable giant peaks'......"

The Grim Reaper smiled self-deprecatingly, and responded to the comments others had given him, saying, "You may think that I am strong, but in front of the dragon, my 'giant peak' is like a 'small mound'.

I used to be trained in 'Purgatory', and the live-fire training in the training camp came from 'Purgatory'. Everyone who enters 'Purgatory' will have an attempt to challenge the Ghost King.

Not only because you want to become the new 'ghost king' to defeat the rules of the current ghost king, but also because you want to have a clear understanding of your own strength.

As the best of the students at that time, I naturally challenged the dragon, originally I thought that there would be four or six points between myself and the dragon, but it turned out that my idea was too naïve. ”

"Do you know how many tricks the dragon used to defeat me?"

The Grim Reaper held up a finger and replied with a wry smile: "One move!" I didn't even get to see him before a golden killing card was in my throat. With a single stroke, he could slit my throat.

After that challenge, it became clear to me that I could not win that man, and that there might only be time left in the world to defeat him. ”

The Grim Reaper shrugged helplessly and drove Luo Sheng in the direction of the training camp.

Death· Poker！

Dragon!

Luo Sheng suddenly became deeply curious about the man mentioned by Cole and the Grim Reaper, and had a feeling of wanting to meet him.

Because Cole's custom-made knives for Luo Sheng took three months to complete, the X unit was temporarily deployed to a training camp in West Africa during these three months.

Although he had graduated from the training camp, Luo Sheng still maintained the habit of going to the shooting training ground and physical training ground every day, and occasionally went to the quagmire with the ripper.

It takes 21 days for a person to develop a habit, but Luo Sheng insists on his training habits for 21 days.

HI rookie training camp, shooting training ground.

Luo Sheng and Xu Zilin were conducting their daily shooting training at the training ground, but this time, instead of shooting at the humanoid steel target, they were shooting at two wooden planks erected on the shooting range.

Typing your girlfriend's phone number on a wooden board is a traditional shooting pastime.

Xu Zilin held the HK416A7 and thought about it, and quickly typed the 11-digit mobile phone number on the wooden board with a bullet.

"Another one?"

Luo Sheng glanced at the phone number on the board and found that it was different from the number Xu Zilin called last time.

"Why add an 'and'?" Xu Zilin asked Luo Sheng.

"Because the phone number you call is different every time."

After Luo Sheng pouted in reply, he raised his HK416A7 automatic rifle, which also aimed at the plank in front of him.

As a single dog from the mother's womb solo to the present, it is impossible for Luo Sheng to type his girlfriend's phone number on the board, so Luo Sheng can only use the gun again to make a "smiley" expression.

Every time he shoots for entertainment, Luo Sheng's wooden board is always a "smiling face" expression.

"Troop X, assemble in the Operations Briefing Room! Repeated, the Unit X immediately went to the Operations Briefing Room to assemble. ”

On the radio of the shooting training ground, an order to assemble suddenly came, interrupting Luo Sheng and Xu Zilin's entertainment shooting.

"Let's go, let's go to the action briefing room!"

Luo Sheng put the gun on the table at the shooting range, slapped Xu Zilin on the back, and ran in the direction of the cement building.

"Damn, there's action!?"

Xu Zilin stood on the shooting range and was stunned, and then his eyes became extremely excited.

When he got up in the morning, Xu Zilin was still muttering about when he would have the opportunity to fight, but he didn't expect this to come!

……

HI rookie training camp, cement building, action briefing room.

When Luo Sheng, Xu Zilin and other members of the X Action Force arrived, the Grim Reaper was already standing in the operation briefing room.

"Hard drive!"

After everyone arrived, the Grim Reaper nodded to the hard drive sitting in front of the computer behind him, and the hard drive quickly zoomed in on a three-dimensional electronic sandbox in the briefing room.

"Alice Crowle, a medical volunteer in Africa, an American citizen."

The Grim Reaper propped his hands on the edge of the three-dimensional electronic sandbox, looked around at the members of Operation X around the sandbox, and began to introduce the operation, "Three days ago, Alice Crowle's Angel Aid Station was attacked by the militia, who killed other medical volunteers and patients in the aid station, and kidnapped Alice Crowre. ”

"So our mission is to get her out?"

Luo Sheng glanced at the blonde beauty in the photo on the three-dimensional electronic sand table, and looked up at the Grim Reaper.

"It was rescued intact."

The Grim Reaper swiped his hand on the three-dimensional electronic sand table, enlarged another photo on the sand table, and said: "The man in the photo is William Terrence Crowle, an American citizen, who served in the 2nd Amphibious Reconnaissance Unit of the United States Marine Corps, and retired with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

After retiring from the army, Crow used the connections and resources he had built up during his service with the 2nd Amphibious Reconnaissance Unit to begin reselling arms.

Crow collected the weapons left behind by the withdrawal of American troops from the Middle East and Africa at the price of scrap metal, and then sold them in Africa and the Middle East.

Claure's purchase of an M16 automatic rifle was about $5, and he sold it for $400.

The huge profit difference made Crow a lot of money, and he now sells weapons on cargo ships carrying containers.

Claure sells arms and makes war money, while his daughter is a medical volunteer in Africa, helping the persecuted African people in the war, and criticizing her father's actions with practical actions.

The armed militia that kidnapped Alice demanded 10,000 M16 automatic rifles, 20,000 AK automatic rifles, 5,000 RPG-7 bazookas, and 150,000 rounds of ammunition in exchange for Claure.

But Crow didn't intend to pay the ransom to the armed militia, so he turned to us for help and asked us to rescue his daughter. ”