Lang Zhan's current name is Katalam bin Hussein, and he spent three million euros for that name. Three million euros to buy a name? It sounds a bit incredible, but in the business related to the inside pages of League of Assassins, this is only a mid-range price point. Lang Zhan spent three million to win this name, but it was not just the right to use this name. Within twenty-four hours of his completion of the transfer, the seller must guarantee that Kataram bin Hussein disappears from the earth, thus securing Lang Zhan's right to use it. Not only that, but they must also provide all relevant information about Kataram bin Hussein, such as his past. His images, his physical ailments, his voice; For example, his family members, where he has been active recently, who is in the circle, etc.

The vehicles they used had already been camouflaged, and Lang Zhan and them were all disguised as Middle Easterners, and they were not unimpeded in the enemy-occupied area, at least, some places that were not too important could be accessed. There was almost no interrogation along the way, and the only time was that after Lang Zhan showed his face, the interrogator hurriedly put on a smiling face, and then shouted earnestly: "Hurry, quickly raise the pole, Lord Kataram wants to pass." ”

It turns out that this Kataram bin Hussein is actually the leader of a medium-sized armed group in ISIS, and he is known for his murderous penchant.

There is an old saying in Renguo that it is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain, so what kind of person would rather offend a villain than offend a villain? The answer is butcher!

After this episode, Ding Renke and Shi Huan both became interested in Lang Zhan's new identity, and they also had the idea of driving directly into Ironwood Fort. Lang Zhan dismissed their idea. The group got off in the East Third District, Shi Huan and Sergei each left half of them behind, and the others followed Lang Zhan to the East First District, that is, the front line. On the way, Lang Zhan asked Ding Renke and Shi Huan: "Do you think **** is particularly unbeaten?" Then let me ask you, why did the people of Hubei fail to completely eliminate them after three or four years of fighting? ”

Ding Renke remained silent, Shi Huan thought for a while and replied: "Is it because the people of Lei Guo are secretly supporting?" ”

Lang Zhan heard the hesitation in his tone and said, "You don't seem to be sure. ”

Shi Huan stretched out his hand and habitually wanted to scratch his head, but before his hand touched the back of his head, he heard Lang Zhan whisper: "You are now a Syreya, a Middle Easterner!" He took a breath and immediately put his hand down.

Lang Zhan: "It turns out that I thought the same way, but after observing it recently, I found out that it is not right, ISIS has survived so far, on the one hand, because the country of Lei and Isareh need them to live, and secondly, ISIS itself has considerable strength. Do you know the 'Avengers' and the 'Victors'? ”

"'Avengers' I know, the terrorist organization in Chechnya. The victor 'I haven't heard of it,' Shi Huan replied.

Ding Renke: "The nature of the 'victor' and the 'avenger' is similar, except that one is from Chechnya and the other is from the Caucasus. Are they in Syrea now? ”

Lang Zhan didn't expect that Ding Renke would know what Shi Huan didn't know, so he couldn't help but glance at him more and replied, "Yes." ”

The third eastern area is sixty kilometers away from Tiemu Fort, and it is impossible for Lang Zhan and them to go too fast in order to hide people's eyes. This is not the point, the point is that Lang Zhan wants to act at night, so the group of them walked west, the speed was very slow, and it looked like a group of soldiers were looking for a place to fight the autumn wind.

There were also ordinary people in the enemy-occupied areas, and they looked no different from the people in the areas occupied by the government army, but after Lang Zhan walked for a short time, he found that all the people he met along the way, whether they were old people, children or teenagers, no one dared to look at them directly, and some of them were directly stunned, and they didn't even dare to move.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Lang Zhan, no, the last thing that everyone wanted to encounter, still appeared. Several broken pickup trucks carrying more than 20 soldiers roared past them first, and then drove back after more than ten seconds, and after almost hitting Sergei who was in charge, they stopped with a "creak", blocking Lang Zhan's way.

"Who is the commander here?" A bearded man wearing a camouflage turban shouted at Lang Lang with an AK in his hand.

Lang Zhan stepped forward, looked at the other party coldly and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The bearded man obviously knew Kataram, the corners of his mouth grinned, he deliberately raised his chin and squinted at Lang Zhan, a treacherous look flashed in his eyes, and said, "Aren't you the guy named Kata or something?" I heard you got a good batch of guns recently? ”

Lang Zhan looked at the other party, his eyelids twitched slightly, and a bunch of photos and names flashed in his mind in an instant. A few seconds later, when the atmosphere became a little stiff, he asked, "How?" ”

Bearded: "Our leader's gun happens to be old, for the sake of your diligence in the cause of jihad, be honorable!" ”

Lang Zhan sneered: "Let you give it to Zabradin?" ”

The bearded man was furious and shouted, "Katalam, you are looking for death!" With a roar, the gun was handed to his left hand, and his right hand was waved, and there was already an extra leather whip in his hand.

Lang Zhan's words have a source. He didn't know the name of the bearded man, but he knew that the bearded boss was a well-known leader in ISIS, called Ameraka. Amraka is a Rako, with more than 5,000 men under his command. Because many of his men were formerly members of the Wehrmacht, ISIS is relatively strong in combat. Ameraka's troops, known as the Jihadist Army, were once responsible for transporting a batch of weapons to an ISIS training base, but were cut off by Zabradin after passing through Ironwood. Lang Zhan scolded the bearded man and said, "Let you give it to Zabratin", and the source is here.

In troubled times, whoever has more guns and who speaks effectively, Katalam's team is only more than 600 people in name, and Ameraka is actually not on the same level.

In the westerly sun, the shadow of the whip flickered, and then a scream rang out. Of course, the screams came from the beard, and at some point, his leather whip reached Lang Zhan's hand, and his face was directly torn open by his own leather whip. Amid the screams of the bearded man, a tall and thin man wearing a pair of sunglasses and a camouflage uniform that he couldn't tell his age came down from a pickup truck, and he shouted: "Presumptuous! Then surrounded by a few tall guys, he walked over to Lang Zhan and them.

"Chief, chief, he, he beat me—" the bearded man complained to the tall, thin man.

Lang Zhan saw the tall and thin man, and his eyes shrank slightly. The tall, thin man was none other than Ameraka. No wonder the beard is so arrogant, it turns out that it is because of the support of Ameraka. Ameraka walked up to Lang Zhan, and as soon as he spoke, he oppressed people with his power, shouting: "Kataram, do you want to rebel? Even my people dare to fight. ”

Lang Zhan looked at him - less than two meters away, he could already see Ameraka's eyes through his sunglasses, and said without humility or arrogance: "Ameraka, you should have seen it, he first made a disrespectful speech and wanted to whip me with a leather whip." I also have so many brothers here, am I shameless? ”

"Haha-" Ameraka laughed, laughing, he pointed to Lang Zhan's face and said, "Look at the guy who looks so ugly, he actually said he wanted face!" As he spoke, his face sank: "Katalam, if you want face, will I be shameless?" In front of me, you dare to hit my people?! Do you still have me, the Great Leader of the Eastern District, in your eyes? ”

Lang Zhan didn't squeak, he wondered if if he and Ameraka had a fight, would Catalam's people come out to help. There are more than 600 people under Katalam, and there are still so many elites on his side, if he succeeds in creating a fight, he may be able to solve the crisis of Ironwood Fort. As his thoughts turned, he asked, "What do you want?" ”

"I'll give you two choices, one, take your men to the front line immediately now, and don't come back without breaking the eastern defense of Ironwood Fort; Two, give me all the guns you got from Aziz. ”

"What if I want a third option?"

Ameraka smiled, he took off his glasses, revealing his bloodshot eyes, stared at Lang Zhan viciously and said, "I am the great leader of the Eastern District, I have the final say here, I only give you two options now." ”

Lang Zhan: "There is no third?" ”

Ameraka nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed: "There is no third." ”

Lang Zhan: "Then I'll create the third one myself!" As he spoke, he slammed into Ameraka's arms.

Lang Zhan suddenly became troubled, Ameraka seemed to have expected it, not only did he not see the slightest panic, the corners of his mouth grinned, and his face showed a proud smile of Zhizhu in his hand. He quickly stepped back and said, "Katalam, they all say you're bold and dare to do anything, I-"

"I" was the last word that Ameraka left in the world. Because then, although his mouth was still open, what came out of his mouth was blood, and it was no longer words. His eyes bulged out, he looked down at his chest, he saw a knife with a strange blade, and saw his own blood flowing out quickly along the blade, his eyes widened and widened, "Cluck-" There was a crisp noise in his throat, obviously wanting to say something more, but then, his whole body was paralyzed like a puddle of mud.

"Bastard!"

"Katalam, how dare you?"

"Katalam is rebellious! Katalam killed the Great Chief! Avenge the Great Chief! ”

"Da Da Da ......"

Amid the roars of the bearded man and the others, the gunshots rang out. There was no suspense in the battle, Lang Zhan and they had no intentions, and in addition, Ding Renke and the five of them were all god-killing level existences, so the bearded man put the muzzle of the gun flat, and his forehead had been hit by a bullet. After the beard, the other of Ameraka's men were shot and killed in the sound of gunfire. All of them, except for the two drivers, were also caught with the opportunity to shoot, and the others were harvested and killed without firing a shot.

The battle ended quickly, but the after-effects of the battle were just beginning. There had been intermittent gunfire in the direction of Ironwood Fort, but now, due to the sound of gunfire here, it has fallen silent for a while. There was the sound of engines, and nearby ISIS mobile units were dispatched.

The sound of the engine was more than one place, and as the roaring sky came back from a distance with six "whoosh", Lang Zhan knew that at least six mobile enemy forces with no less than a hundred people were rapidly approaching them.

"Ah, Ah, he's Ameraka!" Gudus and several other soldiers of the Independent Regiment gathered around Ameraka's corpse, muttering to themselves, still not believing that what was in front of them was real.

PS: Old poison - tonight's night shift. Well, I saw some old brothers' messages, ha, moved!