Africa, Tanzania, southeast of the foothills of Mount Kilimanjaro, 20 degrees north-east of Nduungu, in this East African plateau with an average altitude of about 800 meters, on a hill with an apparent height of less than 400 meters, the rainy season has just ended, the grass and trees are in full bloom, and the lush vegetation hides the activities of many jungle beasts.

"Head, now?" The owner of a pair of dark brown eyes asked in a deliberately low voice. It's a guy with a camouflage oil face and an olive-green digital camouflage bandana on his head, a big stout hand holding a night vision goggle, and a multi-purpose military crossbow in the other.

Two steps away, behind the big tree, stood sideways a man about 2 meters tall, also dressed, the difference was that he was looking down to check the thermal imaging detection screen on his arm, "Hammer, don't worry," the black-eyed guy put away the camera, opened the safety of the Colt M1911 in his hand, checked the bullet, and then raised his hand to look at the watch, and pressed the throat microphone and said, "After 12 seconds, the mummy is in place, and after 15 seconds, he will start to execute Plan C, and start to count silently." ”

"Yes, hammer received, head, over." The hammer also pressed down on the throat microphone in response.

"The eyes understand, over."

"Artillery received, over."

"Saw blade received, over."

"Trigger received, over."

"Corpse received, over."

"Flower wolf received, over."

“……”

"The mummy is in place, over."

"Hyena received, over."

The black eyes hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look behind the left, and then looked up at the sky where the stars began to disappear, and a silent small remote-controlled helicopter began to fly forward, lowering his head and holding the throat microphone, "move!" ”

On the big tree 200 meters behind, the flower wolf looked at the screen of the military tablet in his hand, a few sub-screens, a few gray and unclear figures rushed forward like ghosts, and occasionally a pop sound could be heard in the dark night, it should be the movement of something falling to the ground, when he was paying attention, suddenly the flower wolf found that the digital compiler on the left arm trembled, turned over and looked at the subtitle screen, there was only a string of English letters, and the disconnected meaning was "the hyena is dirty", the flower wolf was stunned, and leaned against the trunk behind him. I took out a large number coded transmitter with a large number of slaps that was different from my left arm from the patch pocket of my left leg, pressed it many times in succession, selected a bunch of lists, sent a C+ symbol, and then turned off the device, went to the horizontal branch, clicked a few times on the tablet, and then looked up into the distance, and it felt as if the surrounding 50 kilometers began to surge in an instant. The sun is still two hours away, and the surroundings of this jungle temple seem to be scorching as if it were midday during the dry season in Africa.

Of course, the hammer holding the military crossbow can't feel this, the dawn bird before getting up is the most quiet time of the day, the wind from the right rear has just entered the ear, I saw the leader's back floating left and right flashed 50 meters ahead, followed by the left and right around the same sound of "fluttering", the hammer quickly raised the cross crossbow and aimed at the sentry at the top of the temple, silently counting "1, 2, 3", the crossbow flew silently, and then fixed at the throat of the sentry, the sentry held the crossbow arrow with one hand, and stretched forward with the other, As if trying to grab something, and then he fell silently, all like a shot from a silent movie.

Stepping forward, the hammer felt a little abnormal, the leader seemed to be a little anxious, as if he was in a hurry, and he used to perform tasks like a machine very calmly, but this time it seems to be a little different. I don't want to, keep up, anyway, the leader has never disappointed the guys.

At the door on the right side of the main hall of the temple, the black eyes were pressed against the wall, the ears were staring at the door, and the three bodies lying down under their feet were twisted, which was probably not the action of a living person. It should be the work of the black-eyed leader, and all the details before the operation have different response plans, including the allocation of personnel stationed at this mission point, the cleanup of peripheral personnel, the action plan of the support personnel, and a variety of different retreat plans, and there is a variable here that the hyena of the personnel who assessed the mission for the last time was slow for two seconds, two seconds is nothing, but two seconds in the mission is likely to mean several lives, so even if the hyena has a valid reason to explain his hesitation, As a leader, he would never allow such a companion to exist in his direct action group.

On the left side of the door is the assault hand saw blade, and there are also two fallen corpses behind him, unlike the leader's record without blood, the opponents of the saw blade are piled up in blood, and the black hands prove that he is a black man, because the relationship between the facial camouflage oil is not discerning, but the facial contour should not be a black person who grew up in Africa, most of the faces of African native blacks are relatively thin, and most of the African black people's eyes are still relatively simple and full of confusion, and the rest of the black people are either full of desire and greed, Either full of madness and hatred, the eyes of the saw blade are cold with a hint of cynicism, and the whites of his eyes and teeth are particularly obvious against the black skin and black weapons of the night.

"Woo...... is a low sound made by the leader with a throat microphone to indicate action. At the same time, the big men on both sides of the door rushed in, followed by the continuous "bang" of gunfire inside, plus the same or even lower bullet explosions on the left and right, which should be the work of snipers, and then hoarse or high-pitched shouts, angry horror or pleading, and desperate screams.

Twenty seconds, yes, just twenty seconds.

The hammer didn't need to charge forward, but only as a midfield support and defensive post, so he took over as the leader of the guards at the door and looked around, holding down the throat microphone and whispering "clear!" Then there were a few "clear!" from the headset. The voices were saw blades, artillery, triggers, corpses and mummies, followed by the voice of the flower wolf" Three cars came out of the whistle 5 kilometers southeast, and it was estimated that there were 17 people, it should be the people of the Cross Eagle, and we still have about five minutes and forty seconds...... What to do? ”

"Head, two cars came from the southwest Nduungu direction, estimated at more than ten people......" was the voice of the sniper's eyes.

"The eye goes to the 14th position, the flower wolf goes to the 13th position, the hammer saw blade and I are in a group, the artillery follows the flower wolf, the trigger, the corpse head, and the mummy go to the west warehouse to get the hard disk and immediately gather with the eyes to implement plan D...... move！ "It's the voice of the Black-Eyed Chief.

Hammer was about to ask the hyena why he was silent, but he quickly stopped, turned around and rushed into the temple gate.

The main hall of the temple is not big, about eighty square meters, it is very dark inside, maybe because the stars and the moon are hidden, the sun has not yet gone to work, you can only see that the four walls are probably ebony decorations, you can faintly see some pictures of hunting or sacrifice, there are some very strange head reliefs, in front of the wall facing the temple gate is a shrine, you can't see what kind of god is enshrined, about three meters high, sitting there, the two hands of the god hold a thing, maybe it is a treasure or a weapon? The hammer didn't care, only the working flashlight of the black-eyed leader and the right shoulder of the saw blade was lit, and there were a few obviously dead guys on the ground or scattered on the table, and there were also a few corpses lying on the ground at the doorway behind the side of the shrine, which should be the work of the corpse head and the trigger in the back, basically in the case of this kind of probing the details, no one cared about the other party's life, all the opponents were killed in the last twenty seconds, and the smell of blood was permeating the feet of the idol.

"Hammer," the black-eyed leader looked at Hammer, the throat microphone around his neck had been moved aside by him, "The hyena is a traitor, I know you have to ask." ”

"How is that possible?"

"I'll tell you when I go back, and you'll be carrying that controller box with the saw blade in a moment, and I'm going to look for the chip again."

"Yes...... Understood, head. "Hammer is a little helpless, the hyena was introduced by Hammer's friend.

"Don't worry, when will the head be missed?" The voice of the saw blade is relatively simple, and he is a cold guy when he acts, but he likes to rap and gossip at the end of the operation, which does not match his appearance at all, so the guys in the group often suspect that this guy has multiple personalities, although he has also caused a lot of baskets, but his melee assault ability is indispensable to the group.

"Yes, bro, you're the echo worm of the head......" The hammer is very helpless about the saw blade, although he is also a former soldier, the hammer from GIGN is very afraid of the mouth of the saw blade from the ranger, as long as the saw blade is open, it must be endless, and it feels completely impossible to communicate.

"Nonsense, as if you're not? Last time in Chuquibambia (an autonomous Catholic district in Peru)...... And in Bushia (Uganda-Kenya border, northeast of Lake Victoria), ...... "saw blades do talk a lot, and they go on and on."

"......" hammer had to be silent, and couldn't answer at all, because as soon as he answered the phone, he guaranteed that the saw blade guy would definitely be more arrogant, a mouthful of American English plus American slang, and the hammer's native language was French.

"Head, will it be on this?" As he spoke, he reached out to the idol and what he was holding in his hand - oh, it was an axe.

"Don't touch that!" The black eye hurriedly tried to stop the saw blade, but it was a step too late, and the axe obviously moved, it should have been the saw blade that had just touched.

“oh，shit！” A red LED light began to flicker underneath the axe, and the gap behind the idol's hand was the outer box of chips that the leader was looking for.

"Time bomb, with 25 seconds left, carry the box, go out the back door, and go to the 13th slot to meet up with the flower wolf. move！ Plan D is followed by Plan Z. "The black eye didn't care about the details, picked up the axe, then pinched out the chip, and stuffed it into the jacket pocket of the hammer." go, notify the flower wolf and the eye, and carry out plan Z after evacuation. ”

“ho…… Don't you withdraw the head together? The hammer and the saw blade ran with the box, and the saw blade asked.

"Don't ask after I break off...... go！ Black Eye didn't know why he didn't put down the axe, but pinned the axe to his waist, and then as he ran, he twisted the M16 automatic rifle he was carrying, separated from the hammer and saw blade, and ran to the southwest of the temple, at this time no one noticed the blue light on the edge of the axe on his lower waist, and the hoop ring at the end of the axe handle was also flashing.

20 seconds later, 160 meters away, the saw blade and the hammer were lying on the ground holding the box, there was a roar from the position of the temple, and the ground was bursting, followed by crackling stone chips and wood dust flying all over the sky, no one opened their eyes at this position at this time, they all lay on the ground and curled up with their heads hugged.

At the same time, a line of blue light flashed 200 meters southwest of the temple.

……

Seven days later, in the countryside of Provence, France, a black guy in a floral shirt with a gold chain and pigtails on the back of his head sat at a table with brown eyes, in a roadside café under a parasol.

"Hammer, have you received the message that the flower wolf gave you?" The man with the braids turned out to be a saw blade, and this appearance was completely indistinguishable as the cold warrior on the battlefield.

"Yes, the eyes also sent a message, and I can't get in touch." The hammer shrugged helplessly, and the art auction magazine in his hand was spread out on the table.

"It shouldn't be a problem, the head is so powerful." The saw blades were in a bit of a bad mood, as this had never happened since they worked together.

"There's no way, let's carry out Plan Z." Hammer is actually a little reluctant to give up the life of risky mercenary missions, "Everyone in the team has changed their files and cut off contact with the company, which is really troublesome." ”

"Alright, life is more important than trouble."

"You're okay, if you go to Jamaica to sing, I'll be miserable, and I'm going to Sweden to be a fisherman" In fact, as a Gaul, the appearance of the saw blade looks more like the descendants of Nordic Odin.

"Nonsense, I'm going to be a DJ, you wait for me to release an album."

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll send you cod when I get a chance" The hammer paused, looking at the saw blade "Take care, bro." ”

"Youtoo, take care!" The saw blade stood up, hugged the hammer, and turned around with the art lot magazine that the hammer had placed on the table.

The two men left in different directions.

……

Half a month later, Beijing, China......

In an office of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, a man about 40 years old sat straight at his desk and flipped through materials, and on the table was a double-sided ornament of a national flag and a military flag.

"Report!"

"Come in," the middle-aged man responded.

A man in his thirties, who looked clearly mixed-race, walked in.

"Oh, it's Master Hua." The middle-aged man looked up at the person.

"Director, Lao Luo has completely lost the news, and it is estimated that ......" The person who came turned out to be a flower wolf.

"Alas, it's a pity, I still plan to recruit Lao Luo to be a Philippine military attaché."

"The DNA of all the broken corpses at the scene has been detected, and there is no Lao Luo." As the introducer of Lao Luo's mercenaries, the flower wolves have a lot of unwillingness, not only because they are comrades-in-arms.

"It's useless, Lao Luo wants to hide, it's hard to find him."

"Maybe ......" The flower wolf stopped after saying a word, and looked up at the outside of the office window, the sky without haze, and a field of doves flying by with whistles.