was surrounded, Gao Jun became more and more excited, but the reason in his brain made him still suppress the urge to sacrifice his life for death.

In this place of Baghdad, no matter how beautiful the scenery is in front of you, it is already very humane to die without being tortured.

For example, the U.S. military had a five-person elite squad in the Kurdish region mistakenly stepped on the DM-31 anti-infantry and jumped over the mine, and was attacked by the Kurds in a premeditated attack, the whole team was destroyed, and after the sacrifice, the corpse was wantonly humiliated by the Kurds, and even spread to the world in the form of radio, making the United States lose face!

Gao Jun doesn't want to be used as a capital to show off!

With an idea, he pulled out the magazine stuck in his waist, made a gesture to pull the lead, and hissed: "Come on, die together!" ”

Sure enough, the militants who had already leaned over hurriedly looked for cover.

"Coward!" Gao Jun provoked unscrupulously.

This was the tail of the militants, and in the darkness someone stood up and shouted angrily: "Kill him!" Shoot. ”

But before he could finish speaking, his head was blown up in an instant, and a rapid gunshot rang out behind him.

"There are enemies in the rear!"

"Kill the bastard in front of you first!"

……

There was a disagreement among the militants and they could not concentrate their firepower, and Gao Jun also took advantage of this opportunity to bend down and leap forward, pounced, fell to the ground and rolled, hid in the container, kept shaking his hands and wiped the cold sweat on his face, and his nervous smoking addiction came up a little, and he took out half of the male lion and held it in his mouth, which was tasteless.

"Grass!" He scolded, as if to embolden himself just now.

He stuck out his tongue, spat out the tobacco that had been stained on it, grabbed his assault rifle, bent over, and rushed into the battle.

Gao Jun knows that bullets don't have long eyes, and if he eats a shot, he will really die before his ambition is paid.

He wants Baghdad to take off, and he is a man who has a lot of skills in the arms business with a few hooligans, but he has to protect himself, and he doesn't come forward, but just climbs to a high point of the container and specializes in shooting cold guns.

But it was Ludwig who stood out the most.

This guy doesn't look strong, but his agility and timing are extremely sensitive, and he has an extremely tacit understanding with Clement and others under his command.

Muhammad took small steps, twisted his waist and threw the grenade in his hand.

But he obviously didn't have this talent, and the distance was far away, but this arc was off, which scared Ludwig and scolded constantly.

"Ahem..."

Muhammad shrunk his neck, when he was originally in the lower 36th battalion, this grenade was not very good, and when he went out to carry out a mission, the captain generally attached him to the task of shooting black guns, or temporarily being a commando, and asked not to throw grenades!

But this time, Muhammad hit the positive G point, and this joy made him want to try his skills, but naturally he was embarrassed and thrown home.

I had to hide with an M24 sniper rifle and nod my head.

……

How can militants without effective command be opponents of Gao Jun and others?

The battle lasted only about an hour, at about 9:50, and it was completely over.

A light rain began to fall in the sky, washing away a lot of the blood on the ground and the strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

"Stomp, stomp..."

Gao Jun trotted against the light rain, and at a glance saw Ludwig standing beside his dead comrade with an expression on his face, and Muhammad was rubbing his temples, and saw Gao Jun running away, and kept glaring at him.

"Bastard! You killed Christopher and Croft! Clement roared angrily, rushed over and grabbed Gao Jun by the collar, and put it on his forehead, his eyes full of anger.

"Hey! Clement...", Muhammad, fearing that the two would have a conflict, hurried to fight and shouted to Ludwig with a gloomy face.

Gao Jun was not stunned at all, his eyes stared straight into Clement's eyes, "When you receive this task, you must know that fighting is to kill people, and I almost died!" ”

After saying the last word, Gao Jun threw a punch and knocked Clement to the ground with one blow.

"Don't let me look down on you."

After speaking, he stepped over the other party and walked straight to Ludwig's side, only then did he raise his hand and tapped his shoulder, "Mourning and changing, all I can do is give you an extra sum of money." ”

This is very straightforward, but also a little difficult to accept!

At least even Muhammad's face was a little angry, and he was full of worry, for fear that the proud Ludwig would punch Gao Jun.

But it was clearly unexpected.

The muscles on Ludwig's face trembled, and he nodded his head, "Tomorrow, I'll come to get the money." ”

They left, took away the corpses of their comrades, and their backs were a little lonely in the dark night, which always gave people a feeling that he was also tired.

Maybe...

He is used to seeing life and death, but he has not severed his feelings, and mercenaries are also people!

Commander Gao sighed, a little depressed.

"Ding! Finding a new place to settle is done. ”

"Bonus: Activate WW1 and WW2 Individual Equipment! Tomorrow it will be automatically placed in the warehouse, and the weapons in the old location will be recovered. ”

Gao Jun's face loosened his muscles, gave Muhammad a hug, and smacked on the other party's forehead, "This place belongs to us!" ”

"Ugh! High, I... I'm not GAY! Muhammad could understand Gao Jun's feelings, and he also teased.

"I don't like old people..."

Gao Jun scolded with a smile, but then the smile on his face was closed, "We should think about it, such a big factory, just two people are a bit of a waste, I think we can find someone!" ”

Muhammad liked to be lively: "Of course! Otherwise, we won't be able to hold such a big place. ”

The two looked at each other and laughed with satisfaction.

……

Ludwig, who was going back, braved the light rain, looked into the distance, and suddenly stopped.

"BOOS, WHAT'S WRONG?"

Someone asked suspiciously.

Ludwig looked up and sighed: "I'm a little tired! Clement. ”

"Huh?"

Before everyone could react, they listened to him continue, "I've been on the battlefield since I was 17 years old, I've seen too many brothers die, I should have died on the battlefield four years ago, but I survived, this time I... I'm so tired! ”

Everyone suddenly stopped talking, bowing their heads and being silent.

Ludwig suddenly hugged Clement: "You have grown up, the eagle should take off, and it will depend on you here." ”

Clement was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his face changed.

Originally, he still had a grudge against the other party, after all, in public, the latter had never given him face, but now that he said it so sadly, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Big brother!"

"I'm really tired, I want to find a place to rest and spend time with my former comrades... We're all going to get some sleep. ”

In the heavy rain, Ludwig's figure faded away.