Qiao Xing didn't return overnight.

The barrel of the high-speed machine gun pointed angrily into the sky, and bullet casings with the texture of fire spilled from the top of the mountain.

The fierce villagers screamed and stepped on the accelerator, and the scrapped cars drenched in strong gasoline rushed down the mountain like angry bulls. In the end, it exploded into a fireball of orange in the sky in the rain of bullets from the opponent.

There are several worn-out armored combat vehicles that stand out the most, and their bodies are painted with black Buddha statues, as well as auspicious clouds, colored flags, flower petals. The paint on it is aging and falling, and it looks very unbright. However, the artillery power of these armored combat vehicles was very good, and they also brought heavy casualties to the opponent's battle array.

This is a complex armed mob with followers of Medicine Buddha, a wandering mob in danger, and some exiled armed companies.

The commander of the armed mob was a bald man with black tattoos on his face, dressed in a yellow military uniform, but with a ring scar on his head, and ugly scars in the shape of a zigzag crawled all over his face, making him look bewitching and fierce.

"Rush down the valley or we'll all die."

He let out a loud shout, and suddenly, a painted chariot turned its muzzle and pointed directly at the raised red hill to the west, but before the cannon could be fired, a cloud of crimson flames erupted from the surface, directly submerging the painted chariot, like a sound wave of substance flying in all directions with shattered chariot fragments.

When the flames had dissipated slightly, they noticed that a fist-sized bullet hole had pierced through the chariot, sticky fuel splattered everywhere, and the closed chariot shell was filled with the smell of disgusting flesh.

The commander pinched the liaison: "Kill the gunman in the western hills!" ”

A black barrel protrudes from behind the stone, and the curling green smoke does not dissipate.

burst

As the bald head roared at the contact, the copper-hulled bullet was discharged again, piercing through the sandstone, through the iron mesh, and into the two-foot-wide lookout with unstoppable kinetic energy.

"Kill him, Li~"

The blood mist sprayed on the radio full of holes, and the bald commander flipped it out, the fragments of the jawbone mixed with blood sprayed all over the ground, and the head was connected to a little oily skin on the neck cavity.

On the other side of the hill, the gunman shook the crude gun in his hand, made a crunch sound, and then jumped down without saying a word, jumping with great force, and crushing the peanut shells under his feet.

Behind him, a violent explosion smashed the mountain into pieces, and under the firelight, illuminated an old face with a bandage around his neck.

……

The fiery battle ended, the surviving soldiers walking back and forth rummaged through the loot that could be used, several army green pickup trucks climbed over the potholed terrain and stopped in front of the ruins, and several soldiers of the Black Star Chariot jumped from the car, their eyes swept around.

"Fifteen thousand dollars. The extra is what you deserve. ”

The quartermaster in charge of the remuneration added a sum and gave a thumbs up to the old man in front of him: "You are the greatest sniper I have ever seen, even in the Black Star Chariot." ”

This is a sweep of the Black Star Chariot against the exiled armed forces in Area B, and in order to reduce casualties, the Black Star Chariot also employs a large number of Revenants, and Song Zuo is one of them.

Old man Song glanced at the stack of banknotes handed over, rummaged through the package he carried for a while, and took out a brand-new black card and handed it to the quartermaster.

"Let's change it to the amount in the license."

The quartermaster glanced at the photo on the card, confirmed that it was him, and nodded cheerfully.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Song Zuo?"

A voice came from behind Song Zuo, and the person who came was wearing a black officer's uniform with a cold face.

Song Zuo turned around, and the man first raised his hand and saluted the quartermaster on the other side of the table, and then looked at Song Zuo: "I have a commission for you, and the remuneration is handsome." ”

……

Song Zuo leaned on an old nylon bag containing a sniper rifle, looking a little restless.

In front of him was a photograph of a tall, thin young man wearing a dirty, bloodstained trench coat.

"This matter is inside the chariot, it is originally a high-level secret, related to a certain core military operation, in principle, it will not be revealed to hunters wandering in the wilderness, but for some special reasons, we need more manpower. If you are willing to accept this commission, I will pay you twice the standard of the Blackstar Chariot, A-class external commission. ”

Song Zuo stared at Qiao Xing, who was sitting opposite him, was silent for a long time, and then put his eyes on the photo, and finally shook his head, and the withered palm wrapped in bandages pushed the photo towards Qiao Xing.

"I forgive you for declining this commission."

"Why?"

"I used to fight alongside the target in the photo, and in that commission, he showed a level of ability that was far higher than mine, but even then, it was definitely not all of his strength, and to this day, I don't know exactly what the limits of this man's ability are. I don't have what it takes to kill him. To put it bluntly, I don't want to die. ”

Qiao Xing crossed his hands and nodded with a serious face: "I have indeed heard many people say that this is a difficult guy." Still, I hope you will accept this commission. ”

Without waiting for Song Zuo to speak, Qiao Xing took the lead in speaking: "First of all, this is a joint operation, we will send a large number of elite soldiers and strike weapons to cooperate with you, not to let you face him by yourself, and your understanding of this person is far above us, his ability, tactical habits, and equipment level, only you know." In addition, on the battlefield, no matter how insignificant a factor is, it is enough to affect the final victory, and your appearance is extremely valuable to inflict even a little psychological blow on him. ”

“……”

Song Zuo showed an ugly smile: "You are really straightforward, sir." ”

"I don't have to lie to you or be subtle."

Qiao Xing took a deep breath: "We know that your physical condition is already very bad, in fact, I personally saw your genetic diagnosis, combined with your performance on the battlefield, I was greatly shocked." I've often heard people from the Department of Biology say that the wilderness is full of all kinds of miracles of life, and when I saw you, I realized that this was not an empty word. But how long can such a great miracle of life last, a month? Trimester? Up to half a year. What you need is not the marvel of doctors and nurses for the miracle of life, but a genetic repair operation worth $1.6 million. ”

After a pause, he said: "After completing the commission, the Black Star Chariot will pay this fee and give you a place to be a military instructor in the security zone, and you can live the rest of your life in peace." ”

"Safe Zone ......"

Song Zuo's face was calm.

"The Black Star Chariot has set up a safe area with complete urban functions in Area A and Area G, and I can arrange for you to enter it on the grounds of military honors."

Song Zuo listened to Qiao Xing's conditions and didn't hesitate too much: "Colonel Qiao, I have a personal question for you, if I'm not mistaken, the last time we met, this person was still the lifesaver of your wife and children." ”

Qiao Xing immediately spoke: "I personally regret the content of this tactical operation, but the interests of the Black Star Chariot are above all else, and I have no choice." ”

“……”

For a long time, Song Zuo's fingers were over the thin arm full of pinholes.

"Okay, I'll accept this commission."

Qiao Xing finally showed a smile: "Then we have a happy cooperation." ”

"Colonel Joe, I have one more question."

“…… You said. ”

Although he was a little impatient in his heart, Qiao Xing said in a calm tone.

"Will the Blackstar Chariot create a safe zone in Area B in the future?"

"In the entire territory under the jurisdiction of the Black Star Chariot, build a city that only requires solid labor and will not starve to death. This is the directing and combat policy that was proposed by Lin Sanyuan before his death, adopted by all members of the Operations Committee, and must be followed by all colleagues of the Black Star Chariot. ”

Qiao Xing didn't think about it, this was the first program for the establishment of the Black Star Chariot, as a general who was good at political means, Qiao Xing recited these almost instinctively. He didn't care much about it, though, and it seemed to him that only practical benefits could impress these greedy wilderness hunters.

It is useful to talk about hot-blooded ideals, and the Black Star Chariot does not need to develop weapons, missiles, and genetic agents.

The young people of the Black Star Chariot often sneered at the so-called program put forward by Lin Sanyuan and his fathers.

"I'm fine."

Song Zuo unzipped it, and there was a calm face on the scope.