Yu Yang returned the pen and paper to the translator: "What did that Iraqi man say just now?" ”

"He said thank you on behalf of the Lord, you are a trustworthy man, praise you!"

"What did he shout when he went out?"

"I didn't hear it too clearly, he said it quickly, but it seems to say that what the Americans said is true, and you can get money if you catch a wanted criminal!"

After hearing this, Yu Yang immediately laughed, what he wanted was this effect, as long as one person got the bonus, there would be more Iraqis to provide them with information.

In the northwest corner of the city of Tikrit, Sakata Okamoto hides in a hotel and watches the news on television, where wanted notices for a group of them are being broadcast on a rotating basis.

There are no boring soap operas or advertisements on the local TV station, and almost 24 hours a day they take turns broadcasting some news about Hei Laosa, some so-called evidence, and some news about cooking, but now they are suddenly inserted into the wanted post.

"Damn it!" Okamoto Sakata slammed his fist on the bed, he didn't expect that a group of his people would escape directly, and the reaction of the US military would be so strong, his brows were tightly locked, thinking about which link went wrong, and suddenly thought of the white man who pretended to be sick yesterday.

"That guy can't have killed an American soldier, right?" Okamoto Sakata instantly stood up from his bed, walked back and forth in the room, and according to his plan, encouraged all the hosts to escape from the barracks with him, and then killed those hosts in the city himself to ensure that he could survive.

Okamoto Sakata is still very confident in his ability, but he didn't expect the situation to become so complicated, if it was only Iraqi, he still had a way to face it, but if he wanted to face the pursuit of the Americans, Okamoto Sakata was still relatively afraid, after all, American soldiers and Iraqi soldiers were completely two different concepts.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! There was a knock on the door, and Okamoto Sakata immediately took out a pistol and carefully stood at the door, the weapon was found by the Iraqi he had killed last night, and he had found some money, a weapon and a dozen rounds of ammunition.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The knock on the door continued, and the words that Okamoto didn't understand sounded, after hearing the sound, Okamoto Sakata carefully opened the door to reveal a little gap, and looked out, it was the voice of the innkeeper, but I don't know why the boss came up to find him.

Seeing Okamoto Sakata open a gap, the owner of the hotel pushed the door, Okamoto frowned or opened the door, only to see the boss standing at the door with a glass of milk in his hand, pointing to the milk, and then pointing to Okamoto, stumbling and saying "milk", it should be here to deliver milk.

Okamoto didn't order the milk, but he couldn't explain it clearly, and after taking the milk, he took the door up again, locked the door, sat on the bed and watched the TV, and continued to think about the questions he hadn't thought about just now.

"If that brainless white man had killed the American soldiers, the mission would have been much more difficult this time, and he would have to face a double blow to the Americans and the Iraqis, damn it, I hope that white man is not so stupid!"

Okamoto Sakata could only hope that the white man was not stupid enough to kill the American soldier, but when he looked up and saw the wanted notices scrolling on the television, he felt that he was too naïve.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong!" After thinking for two minutes, Okamoto Sakata reached out and picked up the milk, and suddenly became stunned, feeling that something was wrong, why did the owner of the inn give him milk? Why? After glancing at the TV, Okamoto Sakata immediately got up, put away his things, and prepared to leave, which was too abnormal.

Okamoto Sakata's room was on the second floor, and behind the window was a small alley, he put away his weapons and some cash, found a robe to put on his body, wrapped his head with a cloth, showed only a pair of eyes, pretended to be an Iraqi, and then jumped out of the window on the second floor with agility.

…… This is called a dividing line......

Yu Yang took ten American GIs and threw the bodies of Japanese people in a garbage heap at random, and it was a little unlucky to carry a dead man in the car, and began to continue to wander around the city.

The U.S. soldiers in the car have been asking Yu Yang about Somalia, when they heard about it, most of them were still children or teenagers, and they were a little excited to see the living legend sitting next to him, Yu Yang always had a smile on his face and chatted with the U.S. soldiers, his eyes from time to time to look at the walkie-talkie not far away, waiting for new news.

"Yu, there are new clues, a suspicious person was found in a hotel in Xicheng District, very much like one of the wanted warrants!"

After hearing the words of the communication soldier, Yu Yang's eyes immediately lit up, he had been wandering for half an hour, and only found a host, feeling that he was a little incompetent as the big demon king, and finally found another mouse, Yu Yang immediately became excited.

Since last night, after Yu Yang pulled the trigger, the whole person was in an inexplicable state of excitement, and there has always been a desire to kill people in his heart, especially after slaughtering the attacking Iraqis, Yu Yang even had an impulse to chase him out directly and eliminate all the enemies.

If Yu Yang was disgusted with the battlefield before, after entering the war this time, Yu Yang felt that he liked the feeling of being on the battlefield, especially when he pulled the trigger on the target, watching the bullet shoot through the enemy's chest through the scope, Yu Yang felt the inexplicable excitement in his heart, and he couldn't control his desire to continue to pull the trigger.

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look, we must catch that damn murderer and don't let anyone suspicious go!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he began to sort out his weapons and equipment, and the rest of the US troops also began to sort out their equipment, although the people to be arrested may be unarmed, but it is better to be careful.

After hearing Yu Yang's words, the convoy of two cars began to speed towards Xicheng District, and in a small alley that Yu Yang's vehicle had just passed, a black man saw the vehicle leave, jumped out of the alley, and touched into the home of an Iraqi.

There was a mess in the Iraqi house, there were several corpses lying on the ground, there were Iraqis, and there were two black people, this black man was the guy who secretly followed the other two black men last night, to be precise, this black man had been following one of the dead people for a long time, and on the first day, he saw that guy kill at least ten Iraqis.