Everyone thought it was a simple task, and no one realized that this simple task would be their last......

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"Rockets!" The Irishman yelled over the walkie-talkie while slamming the steering wheel and driving the pickup off the road.

Qin Tian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was almost thrown out of the car by the inertia of a sharp turn.

The rockets were almost whistling past the body of the pickup truck, and Qin Tian could even feel the temperature of the rocket's tail flames.

With a loud bang, the rocket hit another car immediately behind.

"It's the trigger!" Qin Tian looked back at the wreckage of the car that had been blown up and rolled in flames, and shouted, "They're finished!" ”

The trigger is the sniper of the "Spartan" mercenary group, and with him are the observer and two team members, who are both good hands in the mercenary group, but they didn't expect to be out before they could play a role.

"Take care of the present!" The Irish responded loudly amid the dense gunfire.

Taking care of the present is like living in the moment...... This is just a philosophy of life and an attitude to life for ordinary people, but for mercenaries, it is not to think about those dead comrades, what is alive is the most important thing.

For example, now, the Irish drives a pickup truck without stopping for a second, because he knows that stopping means death.

The captain's order came from the walkie-talkie's headset: "At three o'clock, the abandoned village, assemble there!" ”

The Irish did not hesitate and broke into the abandoned village with one foot on the accelerator and on the steering wheel...... It was indeed a good hiding place, the ruins of the wall could be used as a natural trench and bunker, and most importantly, the enemy did not have time to rush to lay an ambush here.

One after another, the five surviving pickup trucks dragged a wack of dust into the village...... The models are exactly the same, without any markings, which is to better protect the safety of employers.

But the employer was not very safe at this time, because the captain had jumped out of the car and dragged the frightened and shivering employer from the back seat.

"What are you telling me?" The captain angrily grabbed his employer's collar: "You said you just had some conflict with the Zuro tribe!" ”

"I'm telling the truth......"

Before the words fell, the captain's pistol was put on the employer's head: "Say it again! ”

Everyone understood why the captain behaved like this, Zuro is just a small tribe in Somalia, and there are no more than thirty gunners who can organize, they don't even have guns like this, and they don't have heavy equipment such as bazookas and mortars.

"Yes...... It's rainstorms, and they're rainstorm people! ”

The captain couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and the other team members were also stunned.

It was a long time before the Irish whistled and said, "So, we got into a torrential rain?" ”

The team members will have such a reaction, not because the rainstorm is famous.

On the contrary, the mercenary community knows very little about the Storm Security Company, they only know that the company is very rich, and they have bought a thousand acres of land in the northern suburbs of Mogadishu, and built a base there, with barbed wire outside, armored vehicles and even helicopter patrols, and nothing else.

The reason is ...... Few people who know anything will survive.

"Our contract has been terminated!" The captain angrily pushed the employer away.

"No, you can't do that!" The employer hurriedly said, "You don't know what they did......

"We're not interested in knowing!" The captain interrupted the employer.

Then he raised his head at the others, meaning to leave the employer here and leave. Although mercenaries will take risks for money, they will not earn this money knowing that they will die, because everyone knows one thing: if you have money, you have to spend it.

But Qin Tian stopped the captain's approach.

"Boss!" Qin Tian said: "Although we don't know anything, will the rainstorm let us go?" ”

The captain who had just opened the car door was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "At least it's better than waiting to die here!" ”

"We don't have a choice!" Qin Tian said: "Even if we hand over the employer...... The rainstorm won't let us go, and it will have an impact on our business! ”

"If your life is gone, what else will you do with business?" The Irish objected.

"The problem is ......," Sunglasses said, bandaging the wound on his left arm, "can we save our lives by compromising on the rain?" ”

"What else can we do?" The Irish asked: "We can only try, at least there is a silver lining to compromise!" ”

"I agree with what Qin said!" Sunglasses spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground, and picked up the MK17 assault rifle leaning on the side: "It's all dead anyway, why kneel?!" ”

"In addition......" Qin Tian said, "we are not hopeless!" ”

"Escape from their encirclement?" The Irish couldn't help but laugh: "This can't be, Qin, what we are encountering now is only their vanguard!" ”

"Nothing is impossible!" Qin Tian pointed to the map and said, "We are in this location now, and the Shabelle River is only two miles away from us......"

Saying that, Qin Tian looked at the west: "It's in that direction, it will be dark in half an hour, as long as we can escape to the river, we will have a way to live!" ”

The river is always a good way to escape, especially at night, if you know how to swim.

Of course, this is not a problem for mercenaries, swimming is one of the various skills they are trained in.

The Irishman set his eyes on the captain, who nodded and said, "Do as Qin says!" Hold until dark and break through in the direction of the Shabelle River! ”

When the captain made this decision, the employer was obviously relieved, he walked up to Qin Tian and said gratefully: "Thank you, although I know that the hope of survival is still very small, but ......"

"Don't talk about this!" Qin Tian replied while sorting out his equipment, "It's not because of you! ”

Qin Tian was telling the truth. Mercenaries are all realistic, and Qin Tian is no exception.

Moreover, because the employer concealed something, the entire mercenary group was in danger of being wiped out, especially including Qin Tian, which made Qin Tian want to punch the employer in the face.

"Uh, okay......" the employer replied, then held out his hand: "My name is Anderson!" ”

Qin Tian glanced at him coldly, then turned around and walked away.

The Irishman laughed and quipped, "Hi Anderson, nice to meet you." It seems like we're going to thank you for dragging us on your deathbed! ”

The people around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.

A strange feeling arose in Qin Tian's heart, he liked this job, mercenary.

Although they are always threatened with death, and they always think about saving their lives, when the moment really comes, they can face it calmly.