"Assault!"

Muhammad carried the ASVAL whispering automatic rifle with a dozen team members and took advantage of the night, when the vanguard broke in first, most of these people were members of the Zulong company, they knew the roots, and they also had a tacit understanding to cooperate, and they could form two combat squads, if they added people to it, they would kill people.

"Please give your back to your trusted comrades!"

This classic quote is not meant to be used to pretend.

Muhammad rushed in, leaned against the corner of the rubble wall, and saw four or five men covering their eyes, their heads covered with white-gray wall ash, bent over and coughing, their rifles in their hands like burning sticks.

"Tubu!"

The bearded man stands up and aims at a shuttle, this ASVAL automatic rifle itself is a medium-caliber special assault rifle, which is mainly responsible for sniping indoors, and most of Russia's domestic anti-terrorist forces are equipped with this.

Before the other party could react, he let out a muffled snort and fell to the ground and died.

"I'm a cannon, the front is occupied! Repeat, the front edge occupies! Muhammad bent over and leaned in at the door, swept through it, and found no more enemies, so he lowered his voice and reported.

Gao Jun's eyes lit up, and he nodded at the old Taoist priest who had been waiting outside the patrol car, and the latter's eyes froze, and he trotted to a pile of people on the left, which was generally equipped with M4 carbines, but also carried bazookas and light machine guns, and was responsible for the task of eliminating key targets.

"Follow me!"

The old Taoist priest also looks to be in his forties, and his physical fitness is in a declining stage, and he may not be able to compare his physical fitness with young people, but his combat awareness is much stronger than that of ordinary veterans, and Gao Jun has long discovered that this old man has a special operations mind, as if he has been professionally trained.

Gao Jun listened to the origin of the old Taoist priest several times, but was prevaricated by the latter.

Later, Gao Jun didn't ask much, there is no story about how many people who came to this ylk? If it were ordinary people, who would come to this bird place to find abuse?

Everyone longs for stability, but everyone hides unwillingness in their hearts!

In the chaotic order, there may be a chance to fight.

…

The addition of a living force instantly crumbled the defense of the Auger Business Company.

Originally, Ichiro Hiratani was looking for mercenary groups that were well-known on the battlefield, which was not much better than ordinary soldiers in the U.S. Army in terms of weapons and equipment and the combat quality of personnel.

But who would have thought that Gao Jun would be covered by unreasonable artillery fire since then!

This is already a small-scale war, and even in poor Africa, many tribes are still fighting in the age of cold weapons...

"Surrender! We surrender ..."

Although mercenaries are born for war, they die for dollars! But if they can live, who wants to die?

The group of people squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, throwing their weapons aside, with a look of decadence and helplessness.

It's not that our army doesn't give up, but that the enemy cheats!

"Which of you is the commander!" After Muhammad burst in, his eyes swept over the group, most of them were white, of course, there were also a few yellow people, the bearded gaze deliberately stayed on these people for a few moments, and the question mark flashed in his head, these Asians looked exactly the same, and they didn't know which country they were.

Hearing Muhammad's inquiry, everyone looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to a white man.

The white man's face changed suddenly, and he had to stand up with the cruelty of the bearded man, straighten up his clothes, open his eyes wide, swallow his saliva, and say, "We surrender, we are prisoners!" You... You can't hurt us. ”

How does this sound so cowardly?

"Don't worry, we're not going to hang you on the Connell Bridge." Muhammad said sarcastically.

This is actually a joke, at the beginning of the YLK war, many mercenaries were like dogs that smelled, and participated in it from all over the world, among which an Iveco light utility vehicle of Blackwater was burned, and four of the mercenaries died, which was not too late, the unrecognizable corpse was still hanging on the Kangnai Bridge, and when the photo came out, it caused an uproar in the society!

Later, many mercenaries prayed after going to war, "Don't be captured!"

"Take it out, I think... My boss would love to meet you. Muhammad tilted his head, chuckled, and ordered the two employees to press them out, while he continued to rush in with the rest.

…

Ichiro Hiratani hid under the table and shivered, he covered his ears, trying to pretend to be an ostrich, but the stray bullets that flew in from the window hit his side, and he was so scared that his hair exploded all over his body, and it was not safe here, so he had to run!

Crawled out from under the table with both hands and feet, and wanted to run to the door in a panic, but he didn't pay attention to this foot, stepped on the air, and fell a dog to eat, and the two front teeth hit the stone in front of him, and they were directly broken, and he muttered straight up in pain, and got up with difficulty, and carefully moved out of the door, and a big hole was blown out of this side.

"Smack!"

Seeing that he was about to walk out, a hand was suddenly put on his ankle, so frightened that he almost screamed, and when he turned around, he saw a bloody hand dragging him deadly, and Watanabe had blood on his head, and shouted intermittently, "Help... Save me. ”

Ichiro Hiratani listened to the footsteps downstairs, his face was eager, and he nervously reached out to break the other party, and said in Japanese, "Watanabe!" Watanabe! You're going to die, don't pull me... I'm going back to the island. ”

But who knows that it's okay not to say this, the more he said that his ankle was pulled harder, Watanabe looked at him resentfully, and the green tendons on his hands were clearly visible.

Ichiro Hiratani panicked, completely panicked, the chaotic shouting downstairs was like a request for his life, this person could do anything under the tension, he suddenly grabbed a stone on the side, and smashed it Watanabe's head, the blood splashed all over him, and he howled and hit continuously.

Watanabe's hand fell gloomily, his skull was half sunken, his eyes bulged out, and he looked at him viciously...

"Ahh Hiratani Ichiro threw away the stone in his hand, moved back with his hands in a panic, stood up and was about to run downstairs, just happened to collide with the pioneer team, and both sides were stunned at the same time, but the former reacted instantly, turned around and ran upstairs.

"Ichiro Hiratani?!"

"Fifty thousand dollars!"

I don't know who shouted with excitement, these employees are like chicken blood, and they chased after them violently, Ichiro Hiratani usually doesn't exercise much, how can he be the opponent of this group of special soldiers, he was caught in no three or two steps, and was kicked in the back from behind.

Ichiro Hiratani screamed, fell down the stairs, was grabbed by his head, and tried not to come, a flashlight shone on his face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in horror, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!" ”

"Is he or not?" Muhammad looked Ichiro Hiratani up and down, and looked at the other employees suspiciously.

"It's him, boss, I've seen the picture!" There was a black man who just cracked his mouth, showing two rows of big white teeth, and said with a smile on his eyes, "$_$", licking his lips, "Fifty thousand dollars." ”

Muhammad was also proud of this, although the money was not much, but as a sharp knife of the company, it was an honor, and the mercenaries also had a sense of honor, they sought rich dollars, stimulating the senses, and the strong smell of gunpowder.

The bearded man pulled Ichiro Hiratani by the collar and pulled him up, and pushed him downstairs directly.

…

Gao Jun got out of the car, with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were empty, looking at the ruins outside, his face was calm, and he asked Luther beside him, "You can call Ivan and ask him to hang up the weapons of the Little Bird Helicopter, and I will cooperate with him on land, and in the early hours of the morning, I must blow up the SDN overseas trade!" ”

"Understood!" Luther stepped aside and made a phone call to Poloniev, who was in the factory.

"Yes, Target Two!" Polonin kept his voice calm, suppressed the joy in his tone, threw the mobile phone to Xiao Hal, who was in logistics support on the side, and looked at the dozen or so fighters in front of him, as if he had returned to the night of fighting in Chechnya!

It was his youth, maybe he was old, but the warrior's return was always the field, the bullet went through the chest, and the head was still facing forward.

"Guys, let's greet those bitches with cannons and rocket launchers, and blow them up!" Poloninv raised his right hand and roared menacingly.

This pre-war mobilization made people's blood boil, even Xiao Hal, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, was wearing a huge military uniform, with tears in his eyes, and roared, watching them run to the tarmac, watching the wings spin, the strong wind blew the young man's heart, looking at the helicopter hanging in the air, Xiao Har couldn't help but salute a military salute.

Maybe my limit is in the sky!

…

No one could have imagined that this battle would come so easily, and under the cover of the artillery fire dominated by the Tiger tank, they knelt directly in one round.

It took less than half an hour from the battle to the end ...

Originally, there were still some unwilling speculators who could only swallow this breath, no matter how old these weapons were, they were not comparable to ordinary firearms, not so much that Zulong Company was a company, but it was like a model transformation of a warlord, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, including... The intelligence services of the countries, they send back to the countries what happened today.

Moscow in Russia, Paris in France, Washington in the United States... Wait a minute.

This armament is somewhat out of control, on the chessboard of the game of various countries, suddenly there is an extra player, although the player has a thin foundation, and every amount of capital, and with the money of the last century, but this chess itself has no rules, only on it, can make rules, live, stand stable people, is the final winner!

But want to join this chessboard...

I'm afraid it's not so easy, as "Capital" says, "As soon as there is a proper profit, capital will be emboldened." 10% will guarantee that it will be used anywhere; 20% will make it lively; A 50% profit causes positive boldness; 100% will make people disregard the laws of others; 300% will make people ignore crime, even at the risk of hanging their heads.

And if a force wants to join, it has to re-divide the cake, and no one wants to... Neither will it be! I want to talk about "The Strongest Arms Dealer" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~