In the dust, three Humvee military vehicles and a wheeled armored vehicle came to an abrupt halt in front of a small, dilapidated two-story building. The dozen or so mercenaries who jumped out of the Humvee military car did not have time to remove the dust gauze covering their faces, and they were already impatiently shouting in English or strange Chinese: "Tang, fried rice!" ”

"Prawns, golden fried prawns!"

"Mixed ...... Eggs, cook me a big bowl of assholes! Ask for a lot of Chinese sauce and boil it in this bottle of water! ”

In the midst of the chaotic shouting, a fierce man with a height of about 1.80 meters and a standard Chinese character face greeted him from the gate on the first floor with a smile, and neatly reached out to catch a large bottle of pure water thrown by a mercenary: "Mr. Peinan, the kind of food you are talking about is called wontons, not bastards!" Other than that...... Although there is a shortage of water in the local area, there is no shortage of water to make food for you in this small shop, right? ”

Shaking his head like a rattle and holding an M14A1 rifle, the mercenary Pennan said solemnly: "There are so many depleted uranium shells in this broken place that even the fish in the river have deformed variants!" For the sake of my life, I'd better be careful! ”

Tang Guoming, who squinted with a pair of sharp eyes and held a large bottle of pure water in his hand, glanced at the wheeled armored car that had not yet turned off the engine, and said as if he was careless: "It seems that there are some gains? ”

Rushing into the two-story building, Pei Nan nodded to Tang Guoming with a big grin: "It's a guy who looks more valuable!" There were six bodyguards with him, and no one had a phone with him! After lunch, hand this guy over to the buyer, and if I'm lucky, maybe I'll be able to retire early! ”

Looking at the mercenaries on the wheeled armored vehicles who were on alert with Browning M2HB heavy machine guns, Tang Guoming hesitated for a moment before turning around and returning to the small two-story building, walking straight through the shop hall with only four or five tables, and walking towards the back kitchen.

Facing Tang Guoming, who walked into the back kitchen, a burly man with a naked upper body and shrapnel scars all over his body, turned his head to look at Tang Guoming: "Those guys are too careless!" ”

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Tang Guoming casually unscrewed the large bottle of pure water in his hand, raised his head and drank a few sips before handing the pure water to the burly man standing by the stove: "It's none of our business!" Did you hear the name of the dish they wanted? ”

Pouting with disdain, the burly man threw a plate of prawns that had just been taken out of the refrigerator into the lukewarm oil pot: "This group of dead foreigners can eat those few things when they go out, and I can solve them in three minutes!" But...... For the past month or so, these guys have come to eat with us almost every day, will it ......?"

Before he finished speaking, from behind the waist-high Chinese stove in the back kitchen, a young man who was as thin as a cheetah and a pair of eyes was a little confused: "The taste is not right!" ”

Looking at the young man who was holding a knife in one hand and a potato in the other, the burly strong man frowned suddenly: "Master Pan, can you not be so suspicious?" This is Africa, and it's one of the most chaotic parts of Africa. It's nice to have three days a year when you don't hear a gun, and your sense of a gun ......."

Shaking his head vigorously, the young man called Pan Ye casually threw the potatoes on the stove: "My feeling will not be wrong!" Someone came, and there were quite a few of them! ”

Raising his eyes and looking at the few small buildings outside the kitchen window that had almost become ruins, Tang Guoming sniffed hard, and his face became a little solemn: "It really doesn't taste right!" It's so quiet, and all the wild dogs you usually see on the street are ......."

A sharp gunshot suddenly interrupted Tang Guoming's words. With the sound of the sharp gunshot, the mercenaries standing guard in the machine-gun position of the wheeled armored vehicle suddenly fell into the compartment of the wheeled armored vehicle as if they had been struck by lightning. And after the gunshot, groups of dark-skinned young men or teenagers armed with automatic weapons, like wasps pounced on honey, suddenly poured out of the streets and alleys around the small building, and the various weapons in their hands rang out even more.

Neatly crawling and rolling, Tang Guoming rolled to a cabinet with dishes in the stove like lightning, and reached into the palm-wide gap between the bottom of the cabinet and the ground. But after a while, Tang Guoming retracted his hand again, turned his head and shouted to the burly strong man who was also crawling to the gas tank in the stove: "Old bag, don't move!" ”

Stupidly stuffed back an AK74U automatic rifle with a drum that had been grabbed from behind the gas canister, and the burly strong man reached out and touched his ear, and suddenly scolded with round eyes: "Damn, I've always been the only one who beat people, but today I asked someone to beat me, this fucking ......"

Without waiting for Bao Lei to finish speaking, Pan Guan, who was curling up and squatting in a safe corner, was observing the movement outside the back kitchen window, and picked up Bao Lei's words with a somewhat mocking tone: "Yes, yes, yes!" Your old bag has always been a character who only takes advantage of the advantages and does not suffer losses, but I didn't expect to take advantage of it for a lifetime, and how many masters have confessed in front of you, but asked a few African militiamen to give you a red spot! When this matter is over today, do you have to cook a few good dishes, Lao Bao, and invite all of us to have a drink to celebrate? ”

looked at Pan Guan with round eyes, and then looked at the iron pot stewed with a pot of old soup that had been pierced by a stray bullet, Bao Lei, who was covering his ears, couldn't help but scold: "The pot is leaking, Lao Tzu can only ask you to eat a fart!" ”

In the voice of the words that were deliberately lowered, the hoarse shouts of the mercenaries who were suddenly attacked in the store hall finally reached the back kitchen one after another: "Enemy attack! ”

"Look for cover!"

"Lorant is down!"

"Hell! Where did so many militiamen come from? Where did they come from? Hell?! ”

"Go upstairs! Machine guns go upstairs and block the frontal street! Memphis, you go...... Hell, Memphis is down! ”

Amid the screams of panic, Peinan, whose head had been cut off by a bullet and whose clothes were stained red with blood on his shoulders, rushed into the back kitchen with his M14A1 in his arms. Almost didn't have time to glance at Tang Guoming and the others who were dodging in the back kitchen, Pei Nan neatly put the butt of the gun on his shoulder, and pulled the trigger towards the opponent who pounced outside the back kitchen window.

Watching Pei Nan's shooting, and then looking at the armed men who fell one after another outside the window, Pan Guan squeezed his eyes at Tang Guoming without a trace, and said to Tang Guoming with his lips: "Kung fu is okay, it's basically a shot through two!" ”

Stretching his slap above his eyebrow bone to cover the wall ash that was splashed everywhere by stray bullets, Tang Guoming also quickly responded with his lips: "What's the situation with the other party?" ”

Peeking out the window again, Pan Guan carefully avoided the gaze of Peinan, who was squatting down to reload: "It's not like those tribal militiamen who can only gather people's heads and sell shouts, it's a bit like a character who has undergone some training and has seen blood a few times." Judging by the distribution of warlord forces in this vicinity, I think it looks a bit like the vanguard of the 'soldier ants'! ”

His eyes suddenly froze, Tang Guoming moved slightly closer to the cabinet where the dishes were placed, and Bao Lei also stretched his slap behind the huge gas tank again......

In north-central Africa, not to mention warlords and wars, even state power is changing like a calendar. Among them, many warlords or tribal armies will take out a lot of real money and let mercenaries carry guns to fight for themselves when their own troops are insufficient and their combat effectiveness is low.

Youdao is a penny, a penny, and a person who can afford to pay a lot of money can naturally afford to hire world-renowned mercenaries such as Blackwater, EO, or Deadly Rainbow to work for him. And those employers who are shy in their pockets can only make do with inviting some rabble to make up the numbers.

For most high-end mercenaries, they will more or less abide by certain rules of war, at least they can control their fingers that pull the trigger when they don't need to kill. But those low-end mercenaries never knew what the rules of battle were. After every battle, whether it is a rout after a defeat or a revelry after a victory, it is always the civilians who are in the war zone who are unlucky. What's more, low-end mercenaries, whose eyes are red from alcohol or drugs, will even ask their employers to agree to unbridled massacres and looting as the only means of paying for their employment.

Among these low-end mercenary clusters, the 'Soldier Ant' mercenary corps is the most notorious - expanding the army by slaughtering villages and towns and abducting teenagers, stuffing some old rifles and even cold weapons into the hands of those captive teenagers, and then controlling those teenagers with drugs, turning teenagers who are still normal people into red-eyed addicts and killing machines in a very short time.

After that, it drove these teenagers, who had almost lost their minds, to charge into battle, like soldiers on the expedition, flooding through the expeditionary area. Wherever they pass, there are no chickens and dogs!

As if he had also seen the direction of the armed men outside the window, Pei Nan, who had replaced it with a new magazine, turned around sharply and yelled at Tang Guoming, who was half-sitting next to the cupboard: "Go outside and pick up your weapons, come back and fight with me!" These guys never survive, you have no choice but to fight or be killed! ”

Glancing at each other, Pan Guan, who was locked in the shooting corner, suddenly pounced, and threw Pei Nan, who turned his head to shout at Tang Guoming, to the ground. At the moment when Penan fell to the ground, a bullet had already screeched over Pennan's head, smashing a stack of plates in the cupboard to the ground!

Struggling to roll, the moment Peinan stumbled backwards into the corner of the wall, the M14A1 rifle in his hand was already quickly pointed at Pan Guan, who threw himself down: "You are a soldier?" ”

Slowly stretching out his hands, Pan Guan smiled and nodded to Pei Nan, who was full of vigilance: "It seems that you have a good eye!" If I were you, I would have pointed my gun at the soldiers who pounced outside the window, not at a benefactor who had just saved your life! By the way, don't shake your fingers...... You know, the symptoms of trembling fingers are contagious! ”

With the corner of his eye, he looked at the AK74U automatic rifle in his hand and aimed at his bag mine, and then looked at an AK74U automatic rifle equipped with quadruple sights from under the cabinet, and Tang Guoming, who was still feeling out one magazine after another, Pei Nan couldn't help but exclaim: "You guys...... Aren't you cooks? ”

Pulling the bolt neatly, Tang Guoming smiled and nodded: "Cooking is just some kind of auxiliary profession for us. Pan Guan, I'll leave it to you upstairs! Be careful, the snipers in the veteran 'soldier ants' are all fed with practical bullets! ”

Nodding understandingly, Pan Guan rolled several times in a row, and deftly rushed to the position at the top of the stairs: "You have to testify for me - I used the fried liver guy as a last resort!" ”

A mouthful of white teeth came out towards Pan Guan, and Bao Lei chuckled a little gloatingly: "We will definitely testify for you, but whether the fried liver will not let go of the person who moved his dick, this is not guaranteed!" Having said that, Fried Liver and Dagong went out to transfer money back to China for us, and they are almost coming back at this time, right? ”

Three steps and two steps towards the stairs, Pan Guan replied: "Not to mention that hundreds of soldiers and ants have surrounded us, it will be hellish if the two of them can come back!" ”