Bay of Guinea, a white three-storey villa with a view of the sea.

It is also 30 kilometers away from the nearest war zone in Vanagoga, so it is very peaceful and quiet compared to the panic in Vanagoga.

The blue water washes over the shore, making the sound of "sizzling" water, and there are many heavy coconuts hanging from the few coconut trees on the shore.

A few coconuts that fell to the ground under the action of gravity were swept away by the shores as soon as they landed, and drifted away along the sea. If they can be washed ashore again by the sea before they completely decay and sink to the bottom of the sea, these coconuts will grow into coconut trees more than ten meters tall after a few years.

On the balcony of the third floor of the villa, a clown in a German spotted jungle camouflage combat uniform, leaning on the railing, holding one in the top position in his hand, sawed a hole with the serration behind the saber, inserted a coconut with a straw, and sucked the sweet coconut juice inside.

The clown looked at the sky with black smoke in the direction of Vanagoga, closed his eyes and sniffed his nose vigorously, with a look of intoxication on his face, and said: "The smell of gunpowder is so charming!" This is the most fragrant fragrance in the world! ”

"They've left the airport and headed to the embassy." Jiang Wei walked out of the room facing the balcony and said to the clown on the balcony.

The clown opened his eyes, threw the coconut in his hand that had been drained of juice behind him, and pulled out the large-caliber desert eagle from the quick-draw holster with his right hand like lightning, and without looking at it, it shot directly at the coconut that was in a free landing motion.

Phew!

Syllable!

The coconut, which was still in mid-air, was blown to pieces by a 50-caliber bullet, and coconut shells mixed with white coconut flesh flew everywhere.

The clown turned the Desert Eagle in the palm of his hand, then put it in the quick-draw holster, and walked into the villa with Jiang Wei.

When the clown and Jiang Wei walked into the hall on the third floor of the villa, more than a dozen foreign mercenaries had already gathered in the hall.

Judging by the color of their skins, these mercenaries come from different countries and are only brought together by their own interests. A dozen mercenaries were doing their own thing in the spacious hall.

A white mercenary sitting on a single sofa was concentrating on weighing gunpowder and assembling bullets, as if the whole person was in the air, and the surrounding sound and noisy noise could not affect him, he put each assembled bullet on the scale and weighed it one by one, and only the bullets that met his requirements were put aside.

And next to the mercenary sniper's couch, there is a SSG3000 sniper rifle with a threaded barrel, and the bullets he is equipped with are all for this SSG sniper rifle.

Next to this mercenary sniper is a black mercenary who is two meters tall, wearing jungle camouflage combat pants on the lower body, Belleville high-top jungle combat boots, and a black tight tank top on the upper body, and is holding a PSV in his hand.

In terms of styling, this black mercenary is undoubtedly the most exaggerated of the mercenaries in the hall. In addition to the two bullet chains wrapped around his body in a cross, he also had a six-barreled Gatling gun at his feet. The six black barrels refracted a hideous color in the air.

In the direction of the kitchen, a white mercenary in his thirties, about 180 centimeters tall, who had a completely different temperament from the evil face in the hall, and was quite handsome, was brewing coffee with a coffee machine, and the rich aroma of coffee wafted in the kitchen.

After the clown walked into the hall, he snorted hard, and his face once again appeared with the intoxicated expression that appeared on the balcony before, and said: "Gun oil, this smell is as charming as Chanel Five." ”

The clown clapped his hands, interrupting the busy mercenaries in the hall and said, "Guys, the target has entered Vanagoga and is already on its way to the embassy, it's almost time for us to act." ”

Hearing the clown's words, the originally noisy hall immediately fell silent, except for the white mercenary who was still helping to make coffee in the kitchen, everyone else stared at the clown with burning eyes, and the eyes of these mercenaries all flashed with the same look - warthirsty, a warthirsty light!

"Angel of Wisdom, can you put your lovely coffee aside?" The clown said in the direction of the kitchen.

"It takes a long time to make a cup of top-notch Blue Mountain coffee."

After a while, the white mercenary who was called "Wise Angel" by the clown walked into the hall with two coffee cups and complained in his mouth, handed the cup in his left hand to the clown, and said: "The top Blue Mountain coffee is definitely of world-class level, don't you want to try it?" ”

"Just like I never doubted your IQ, I never doubted your ability to make coffee, but I'm not interested in that kind of thing." The clown shook his hand and rejected the kindness of the wise angel.

"Really? That's a shame. The wise angel put the cup of coffee that was originally handed to the clown on the coffee table, and said to the mercenary sniper, "Quan Angel, you're cheap." ”

The sniper, known as the "Angel of Power", grinned and said, "Then I'm so honored." ”

However, before Angel Quan picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, the clown ordered him: "Angel Quan, you are solely responsible for this operation, no matter how you play, I don't have any opinion." These people are all yours to deploy! ”

"Understood!" Angel Quan licked his lips excitedly and said, "I'll have a good time with them, I hope they won't let me down." ”

"Wise Angel, you cooperate with the actions of the Angel of Power." The clown instructed the wise angel who was sipping coffee.

"It's good that this time the Angel of Power, not the idiot of the Blood Angel, if I am asked to cooperate with the Blood Angel again, I will go crazy! I swear, I'm going to go crazy! The Angel put down the coffee cup and complained: "That guy from the Blood Angel is a brainless idiot, his IQ is comparable to that of a pig, and it feels terrible to cooperate with him!" ”

Everyone in the "Dark Moon", even Jiang Wei knew that the clown had a mysterious operation team under him that only obeyed his orders. Except for the clown himself, basically no one knows how many people there are in this team, even the old people who have been in the "dark moon" for a long time don't know, and even more, some people have never seen them at all.

Although the team and its members are mysterious, there is a way to identify who is on the team. Every member of this squad uses code names such as Angel of Power and Angel of Wisdom with the word "angel".

In addition to this, this mysterious operation squad has a high status in the "Dark Moon", almost equivalent to the "Merchant of Death" Boogier? Wingert!