Chapter Eighty-Seven: Killing in the Night

87. Killing people in the dark

The barracks are arranged in a three-three fashion, with nine separate bungalows, and dozens of dark gray tents on the periphery of the bungalows. Whether it is a tent or a bungalow, the roof is covered with camouflage cloth and some daily replacement of weeds and branches, it can be seen that Valentin should have military knowledge, at least he has been in the army, but the soldiers he brought out, Mo Lei really didn't dare to compliment, just now the two AK47s have a rusty smell, Mo Lei would rather use empty hands than use a gun that may jam or explode at any time.

Valentine's bungalow was in the middle of the second row, and the two sentries were also a little drowsy, and Mo Lei passed behind the first bungalow on the left, and the clear snoring in the room was one after another, and the sound of dreams and snoring intersected.

Mo Lei resisted the urge to take out a grenade from his pocket and throw a few into it, and quickly planted explosives in two selected places as explosion points, and the simple timer flashed green, and the time was set for 8 minutes later.

He circled around several bungalows, delaying the time of each explosion point by half a minute to a minute, then pulled out the dagger at his waist and rushed to the back of Valentin's bungalow like a ghost, leaning against the wall and walking around the corner.

The two sentries in the doorway stood against the wall, one of them picking his nose with his hands in boredom, and the weather was a good time to sleep, especially when he could hear the snoring of other colleagues. He probably wanted to get into the morning and hide in a damn tent for a good night's sleep, unaware that death was already behind them.

Mo Lei leaned against the wall and slowly approached the front, holding a dagger in his left hand and a Walter P99 equipped with a muffler in his right hand, he hoped not to use a pistol, after all, it was too quiet, the sound of the P99's muffler was dull, a bit like a gentle knock on the door, in case it woke up Valentin or the soldiers would be very troublesome.

But the two sentries were about a meter away from each other, and it seemed that they had to use other methods.

Got closer.

The sentry on the left was only 1 meter away from Mo Lei, Mo Lei put away the pistol, pressed his body against the wall, approached like a gecko walking sideways, and suddenly threw the dagger in his hand forward, and the tip of the dagger was inserted into the throat of the sentry on the right. While throwing out the dagger, Mo Lei lunged forward, grabbed the head of the sentry on the left with both hands and twisted it hard, and then took half a step forward, just holding the sentry who was stabbed by a throwing knife.

But there was still a sound, the AK in the hand of the soldier who was stabbed to death did not have a gun belt, the rifle fell gently to the ground, Mo Lei was shocked into a cold sweat, between the lightning and flint, he let go of the soldier holding and grabbed the rifle, but the butt of the rifle had already landed, making a slight impact with the ground.

The sentry whose neck was broken died neatly, but the one who was stabbed to death was still convulsing, and after Mo Lei calmly made up for it, he stood up and walked to the door, hid his body outside the door frame, stretched out his left palm and pressed it on the door.

The door is hidden.

Mo Lei first took out his night vision goggles, vigilantly patrolled around the camp, and then reached out and touched under the door, he was afraid that Valentine would place traps and thunderbolts, although from the perspective of his soldier's quality, such a probability is one in 10,000, but every time he is at a moment of life and death, Mo Lei is particularly cautious.

The bearings of the wooden door usually need to be maintained with something like lubricant after a long time, Mo Lei leaned down and sniffed the wooden door, and confirmed that it was maintained before daring to push the door open. He dodged into the room and put his night vision goggles in front of him to take a look.

The layout is very simple, the room is covered with a thick carpet, a conference table is on the right side of the room, a wooden table is placed like a sand table, and a map is pasted on the wall at the end. In the middle of the room, there was a simple wooden dining table, on which there were several cups with unfinished liquids, and next to the dining table was a leather sofa, and the cracks on the sofa could be seen clearly in the green sight. There is a passage between the back of the sofa and the bed, and next to the passage there is a closed wooden door, presumably a washroom.

The bed on the right side is huge, and the color of the bed cannot be seen in the night vision goggles, but the bed can be visually measured at least 2.5 meters in size, and there is a bookshelf at the head of the bed, on which there are several books with leather covers. Beneath the bookshelf was a desk with a pistol and a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a large ashtray full of cigarette butts.

Wait, the bed!

Mo Lei glanced again, there was only one woman on the bed? A pile of long hair piled up on the pillow, the upper half of the body was almost naked, a blanket on the stomach, the fleshy thighs were exposed, and the sound of subtle breathing came from the nose.

Where's Valentine??

At that moment, Mo Lei's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, according to the villagers, it would take at least 5 days for Valentin to collect the protection fee of Fangyuan Village, usually after 5 days, he should take a few bodyguards to the county seat to enjoy a few days, it is impossible to leave today, right?

Mo Lei even wanted to laugh.

I didn't calculate this situation, it seems that this guy's life should not be killed.

He looked at the tightly closed wooden door of the washroom, and was about to walk over and push it open to inspect it, when he heard a slight humming sound inside.

!

He stepped on the soft carpet and walked to the bathroom door, what the fuck Valentine is in the dark. He pointed his gun at the door and waited quietly.

One minute.

A minute and a half.

There was an occasional snorting sound from inside, and the sound was a little painful.

Mo Lei silently counted the numbers, and the time on the explosives outside flashed in his mind.

Can't wait.

But he didn't know the layout of the bathroom, he didn't know the location of the toilet or toilet, and if he shot at the wooden door, it would make a sound, and secondly, if it didn't kill, it would be a joke.

Of course, there was no perfect plan for this camp. But what's the use of having a plan? He was alone, with the exception of Vasido, who was outside the danger zone.

2 minutes.

Mo Lei stretched out his hand and pressed on the wooden door, and found that the wooden door was pulled outward and unlocked.

Enduring the grievance of living in the toilet and killing people, Mo Lei grabbed the door buckle with his hand, suddenly pulled out, first fired a shot, and then followed by the subtle light of the first shot, seeing clearly that the bald Valentine was squatting on the toilet in the corner with his mouth wide open in shock, he quickly fired three shots in succession, confirming that at least two bullets had entered Valentin's head, and then retreated into the aisle.

The woman on the bed was probably affected by the coughing gunshot, muttered something in her throat, rolled over and fell into a deep sleep again.

Mo Lei put away the muzzle of the gun aimed at the head of the bed.

He didn't want to kill a woman, but if it affected his life and death, he wouldn't mind shooting again, and he wouldn't feel any guilt in his heart.

The organization came to an end.

Mo Lei opened the door of the bungalow, knocked on the headphones 6 times, and told Vasido that it was over, and he didn't dare to walk out of the door until Vasido replied, he was worried that Vasido couldn't see who was who in the night vision goggles, and it would be unlucky to shoot himself.

Vasido on the mountain is really a little aggrieved, he wanted to kill a few people with his own gun, which can be regarded as revenge for Sida, but now he feels that he is purely a foil, not even a tour guide, after all, in this mountain and the like, Mo Lei seems to be more calm than him.

Mo Lei in the camp drilled out from under the barbed wire along the same road, climbed the hill to the top of the hill with ease, and then joined Vasido, and then beckoned Vasido to stand on the top of the mountain and look down.

Two minutes later, the first bomb exploded, and as the flames rose into the sky, the soldiers in the camp rushed out of the tents and bungalows in a panic, scurrying about each other like headless flies.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third bombs were detonated, and after the bombs in the tent area were detonated, the gas was blazing, and after the fire burned for a while, there was a 'crackling' sound, which should have burned the bullets that the soldiers had placed at random.

When all the bombs exploded, it was like a fireworks festival on the slopes of the mountain, the bullets flew high into the sky with a screeching sound, something in the room was blown up and fell in a parabola, some of the soldiers had already escaped from the camp, some had already died in the explosion, the wolves were rushing, and the confusion was incomparable.

"After that, you won't have to pay taxes, and when it's dawn you go to see Sidar and tell him about the fireworks we saw tonight."

Mo Lei patted the stunned Vasido and told him softly.

Vasido looked at him with respect and fear in his eyes.

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