Yu Yang glanced at him: "It's not that you don't like to do business with the US military?" Why are you looking for me? Yu Yang and the little turkey walked to a hidden position and asked slightly mockingly.

The little turkey smiled awkwardly: "After all, this is the territory of the Iraqis, I can't swagger and sell intelligence to you Americans, otherwise, someone will trouble me, the old price, I have two more pieces of information here, one is Okamoto Sakata's, and the other is the position of two people named Marcelo!" What do you think? ”

At first, Yu Yang didn't care too much, when he killed Padov just now, he only got a total of one head cumulative reward, and three war coins, that white man was too poor, and it seemed that there were not many hosts with more than 20 war coin deposits like the Japanese, most of them were poor.

But when Yu Yang heard the names of Okamoto Sakata and Marcelo, he immediately became interested, this Japanese is a big trouble in Yu Yang's heart, as for that Marcelo is the person who must be caught, it was this guy who killed Pete and brought trouble to John, and Yu Yang was not ready to let him go.

The little turkey has been paying attention to Yu Yang's expression, but he is a little disappointed, Yu Yang's expression has not changed much, as if he doesn't care at all, he originally wanted to make a good profit, but now it is a little impossible.

It's not that Yu Yang doesn't care, but Yu Yang has been observing the surrounding situation, and hasn't paid too much attention to his words, and after two or three seconds after he finished speaking, Yu Yang reacted, and at this time the little turkey was no longer observing Yu Yang's expression.

"OK, two thousand dollars, give me the addresses of two people!" Yu Yang took the money directly, these two people were the targets he cared about, and they were also the two people with the highest value.

The little turkey weighed the dollars in his hand and nodded, took out an address from his pocket and threw it directly to Yu Yang: "You are very lucky with the information you just got, you are the first person to get accurate information!" After the little turkey finished speaking, he waved his hand and left the alley.

Yu Yang opened the note and glanced at it, put away the note, and returned to the armored car, Ryan looked at Yu Yang a little impatiently: "Yu, how is it, is there any news of that damn Marcelo?" ”

"I just got it, this guy is in Xicheng District, the specific address is here, which of you finds it, we'll go over now!"

"Give it to me!" Ryan took the address, then took out a map and began to study it carefully, this is a map of American military officers, each person has a copy.

I have to say that the Americans have been planning to attack Iraq for a long time, they have made very adequate preparations, and the combat map is very detailed, even a toilet on the side of the road will be marked, and as long as there is an address, it can be found on the map.

"It's not very far from us, it will take about twenty minutes to get there, we will rush over at once!" Ryan confirmed the location, gave the map to the driver, and the vehicle drove quickly to the destination.

Okamoto Sakata and Marcelo returned to the temporary place of stay, Marcelo looked behind him with some worry, just now he found at least ten people behind him: "Okamoto, do you want to deal with those people behind us now, I always feel a little bad!" ”

Okamoto Sakata smiled and sat back on his sofa, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, these people are useful, I have a question for you, when you escaped from the barracks with a stomach ache before, did you kill the American soldier who took you to the doctor?" ”

When Marcelo heard this, he was stunned for a moment: "Kill the American army? Damn, how could it be, I'm not a fool, why should I kill that American soldier, I just knocked him unconscious, what's wrong? That American is dead, how do you know? ”

"You didn't kill the American?" After hearing Marcelo's words, Okamoto Sakata immediately stood up from the sofa: "Are you sure you didn't kill that American?" ”

"Of course not, I just knocked him unconscious, that's all, if I kill him, do you think I'll be threatened with a gun by you? The damn American soldier had a whole set of equipment on him, and I didn't even dare to take the equipment, so I sneaked out, knowing that I was at least carrying a pistol! ”

"Then why would the Americans go so far to find us?" Okamoto Sakata thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out, shook his head, and sat down again.

At this time, a figure flickered outside the room, Okamoto Sakata made a silent gesture, pointed to the outside of the room, then took out a pistol, threw the rifle to Marcelo, and slowly walked to the door.

When Marcelo saw it, he nodded, walked to the door gently, and then opened the door directly, and then Okamoto Sakata rushed out directly, pointing a gun directly at an Iraqi standing at the door to probe his brain.

The Iraqis didn't expect the people in the house to suddenly come out, and after seeing themselves being pointed at gunpoint, they immediately habitually raised their hands: "Don't, don't shoot yet, I'm here to help you!" ”

Okamoto Sakata hooked his fingers: "Don't move yet, come slowly!" ”

"Well, don't get excited my friend, I'm just an informant, I just saw you in the bar, I thought I could help you somewhat, so I followed, I don't have any ill will towards you!"

As he spoke, the Iraqi walked slowly and leisurely, his hands kept raised, indicating that he had no ill will.

"Marcelo, search him!" Okamoto Sakata was unmoved, although the pistol had no bullets, but the Iraqis on the other side did not know that what happened just now was relatively sudden, and there was no time to get a weapon, so he could only take out the pistol without bullets on his body and intimidate it.

"Well, my friend, I only have a pistol and nothing else, I really have no ill will, I'm really just here to help you!" The Iraqis continued to speak, without resistance.

Marcelo walked up to the Iraqi, took out the weapon hidden at his waist, and looked at it: "Wow, Desert Eagle?" What are you doing with this garbage? Hunting? It's not Africa here, but there's no hippopotamus for you! As he spoke, he put his weapon away.

"Okay, now can we talk? My friend, I can really help you! "The Iraqi was a little nervous, he could already smell the smell of blood coming from the house.

"Help us? Well, let's go inside and talk! After Okamoto Sakata finished speaking, he dodged into the room, and Marcelo put the desert eagle on the waist of the Iraqi and forcibly pushed it into the room.

This chapter is for you, with a big chest, you first talk about the helmsman.