After everyone sat down, the captain said: "The inside line of Hellfire has put the miniature tracker in the belt of one of the bad boy's personal bodyguards, so we can keep track of their whereabouts at any time, virus, you turn on the receiver now and see if you can receive the tracker's signal?" ”

The virus quickly took out the computer, connected the satellite phone, and tapped the keyboard with his fingers, and a red dot appeared on the screen after a while.

The virus quickly zoomed in, and a map appeared on the screen, and the location of the red dot was inside the Mandeji Hotel.

The virus tapped the pause button, turned the computer around, and said to the captain, "You can track it, the target is in the Mandeji Hotel now." ”

The captain nodded and replied: "This inside line didn't follow the bad boy this time, so we won't have any scruples when we do it, the only thing to pay attention to is that the gun should be accurate, and don't use grenades, grenades and other large-area weapons of destruction, and don't accidentally fire a nuclear bomb." If that thing blows up, it will be forgotten if you die, and this place will become a no-man's land, and I believe that we will not be at peace in hell. ”

Everyone nodded solemnly, and the captain looked at the mechanic who participated in the actual combat mission for the first time and said, "Mechanic, the first time you follow everyone to participate in the mission, are you used to it?" ”

The mechanic grinned and said, "No problem, now I'm excited!" ”

The captain said solemnly: "When you start the battle, you follow everyone, you don't need to shoot the enemy, just protect yourself, if the worst happens, I hope you can do your own thing, is there a problem?" ”

The mechanic also puffed up his chest and said seriously: "Don't worry! Captain, mission completion is guaranteed! ”

The captain saluted back, then turned his face to look at Max, the pilot who went out on the second mission, and said: "Max, you stay here to pick up everyone, this is the first time I have led you to participate in iron-blooded actual combat, I ask you to receive my retreat order to meet us in the shortest possible time, is there a problem?" ”

Max stood up with a flushed face and replied, "Don't worry! Captain, I'll go over every part of the helicopter again to make sure there's no malfunction. After receiving your order, even if a bomb falls from the sky, I will arrive at the receiving location on time. ”

The captain nodded, then looked around at everyone and said, "Now hurry up and take a break, and rush to the vicinity of the Mandeji Hotel tomorrow morning, we don't know the specific time and place of their actions, only to stare at them." ”

The killing gods agreed in unison, and then each found a room to rest under Johnny's arrangement.

The next morning, after eating something indiscriminately, everyone got into six prepared vehicles of various colors and drove towards the Mandeji Hotel in the city.

After arriving at the hotel, six cars were scattered and parked around the hotel. At this time, the captain was hiding with the virus in a Buick G8 business vehicle with the curtain drawn.

At this time, in the luxurious suite of the Mandeji Hotel, the bad boy was sitting at the dining table and devouring the hotel's breakfast, and on the big bed in the bedroom of the suite, two naked black prostitutes covered with whip marks were grinning and lightly dressing.

It was hard work to do business with this Russian guest last night, and his frightening peculiar habits made the two good-looking African prostitutes miserable, but the payment was satisfactory, and they could not do business for a month after a night of pain.

In two corners of the living room, two stout bodyguards watched the two embarrassed prostitutes hobbling out of the suite.

When the door closed, Sergei, the bodyguard in the south corner, had a playful smile on his face, he knew the boss's habit too well, and from the way he was eating breakfast now and the unnatural way the two women were walking, he could judge that the boss must have had a good time last night.

Thinking of this, his hands crossed in front of the stall also spread out, and he walked quickly to the phone, picked it up and dialed the main desk, and asked the waiter to come up and clean the room.

In the middle of the open suit, an alloy leather head covered with round spike-like protrusions scorched, this was a weapon he never left his body, and a soft sword hidden in the belt could be used as a weapon to defeat the enemy in case of emergency.

But what he didn't expect was that because of this habit, a button-sized tracker was quietly installed on his belt that never left his body. The location of his group was exposed without any obstruction.

After the bad boy finished breakfast, he ran to the bathroom and took a shower, and when he came out, he said to another bodyguard: "Call a few people to the garage to hand over the shift, and tell them not to leave for a single step, and they can trade tonight, and there must be no mistakes." ”

The bodyguard took the order and went out to beckon his men to go to the garage to change the guard. The bad boy said to Sergei: "I'll sleep now and wake me up in the afternoon." ”

Sergei hurriedly took the order, and when the boss entered the room, he sat in the living room and read the magazine.

The bad boy was lying in bed, but he couldn't sleep all of a sudden, and although he had a crazy night last night, he was still in high spirits by the huge deal that was about to come.

Since receiving this transaction, he has also been tormented by the location of this transaction, his transportation network is not as large as Hellfire, and the territory has always been controlled in Russia.

He was also cautious in dealing with these world's number one terrorists, and when the other party offered to pay for the goods, he refused without hesitation.

Wouldn't it be a fool's dream to ask him to send nuclear bombs to the Middle East, and if these guys came to eat black in the local area, wouldn't he cry to death? The other side is an organization that dares to be an enemy of the United States.

But if these people come to Russia to trade, the other party also clearly refuses, and the reason is the same, they are also afraid of black and black.

In the end, it was through the negotiation of the intermediaries that it was agreed to trade in this small West African country, for the simple reason that the intermediary was a Gabonese, and this was his territory, where both sides of the transaction could be trusted.

If this transaction is successfully completed, then there will be sufficient funds and new overseas business, and when the time comes, with the strong backstage of his own military, the business will definitely get bigger and bigger, and Hellfire, the timid old guy, will definitely replace him.

In a wonderful reverie, the tiredness of last night's greedy pleasure finally hits, and the bad boy falls asleep with a smile.

Outside the hotel, everyone hid in the car and monitored the door of the hotel, and at noon, the red dot on the display of the virus was still not moving in the hotel.

The captain looked at his watch, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Fuse, you get out of the car and buy some food to deliver to everyone." ”

"Why did you ask me to go, do I look like a food delivery person?" The fuse replied a little unwillingly.

"Idiot, because there are a lot of blacks here, you don't pay much attention when you go out." The taunt of the razor came from the headset.

"Oh! Or the captain is thoughtful, and even the skin color is taken into account, so I will buy it. The fuse honestly agreed. Don't forget to slap the captain's ass.

After changing into casual clothes in the car, the fuse opened the car door and walked down, went to a nearby restaurant in French (the official language of Gabon), ordered a lot of takeout, and then personally carried two large bags back to the car to start distributing.

After the meal, everyone continued to hide in the car, and no one left the vehicle except for necessary physical problems.

It was dinner time, and I still didn't see the bad boy and his party come out of the hotel.

Squatting and waiting is a compulsory subject for these special forces, so everyone is in a good state, and there is no movement during the day, no one complains, sleeps when they should sleep, and watches when they should be watched.

The red sun was sinking in the west, and the sky was getting darker, when the moon was gradually revealing its glory from behind the clouds.

The virus looking at the computer screen suddenly shouted, "It's moving, the red dot is moving." ”

The red dot, which had been doing small exercises in the hotel, began to move towards the outside of the hotel, and after being alerted to the virus, the captain immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, "Attention everyone, this group of people has started to move." ”

An order was issued, and various "received, understood......" responses came from the headset.

After a while, five or six white men came out of the door of the hotel, and the white man in the middle had brown hair, sunken eyes, and a huge hooked nose, and a face full of yin owls, none other than the bad boy Chekov.

The two sturdy bodyguards next to him, one behind the other, were vigilantly watching the movements around him.

There were also several middle-aged men in suits, all with cold and hard expressions, hugging around the bad boys.

Seeing the target person, the captain immediately ordered: "Pay attention, the target comes out at this time, it is very likely that he is going to make a transaction, everyone is keeping an eye on me, be careful not to let the other party find out that someone is following." ”

"Roger!" "Understood!" There was a voice of command in the headset.

After the bad boy and the others walked out of the gate, after a while, a G500 Mercedes-Benz SUV drove down the ramp to the door of the hotel, followed by a medium-sized Isuzu van and Buick G8 business car.

The bad boy bypassed the first luxury off-road, came to the side of the Isuzu truck, and said a few words to the driver in the cab, the driver quickly got out of the car and opened the container door, the bad boy glanced at the container, said a few words to the inside, and then smiled and came to the Mercedes-Benz, the bodyguard immediately opened the door, and protected the roof with his hand to prevent the boss from knocking his head, and the bad boy raised his feet and sat in the car.

The two bodyguards also sat up, and the remaining few strode to the side of a Buick business car at the back and sat down.

After all the people got into the car, the three cars left the hotel and drove onto the road, and when the car left a certain distance, the captain said: "It's not wrong, that Isuzu truck should have a nuclear warhead on it, they must have started trading, let me keep up!" Six cars followed in turn.