Late at night 5 years ago, Hawkeye was lying in bed, his eyes closed, but he didn't feel sleepy, not because of the loud snoring in the room, but because of what happened a few days ago. He had been suffering from insomnia for several days.

Suddenly, a shrill bell rang, and at the same time, the fluorescent lamp overhead was turned on.

Hawkeye sat up, he wasn't sleepy, but he didn't want to be unable to sleep because of that, but he didn't have a choice now, so he sat up, and then opened his eyes.

In the world, wars are frequent, and the emergence of nuclear bombs has only turned the big powers into proxy wars, and the actual situation has not changed, however, what is even more terrifying is that people in the world have become accustomed to using war to resolve contradictions, and no one yearns for a world without war, and some people will even be afraid. Because without war, these people would be unemployed, they would be useless.

Arms dealers, mercenaries, and other professions that have made a fortune as a result of the war are flourishing.

Hawkeye's organization is a mercenary organization called the scalpel, as the name suggests, the tasks that the organization receives are all urgent, short-duration, and high-return tasks such as precision strikes.

The scalpel organization selects people from a young age, about 10 years old, and the children who have been selected through layers will be sent to a secret base for closed training.

There is a very important point in the selection of children, that is, there is no family, no matter how bad the child's parents are to the child, as long as it exists, it is impossible to pass.

The scalpel organization doesn't want homesick children, they want abandoned children. Some of the people recruited were found from orphanages, and some were found from the ruins after the war.

In addition to the physical training, most of the rest of the training time is ideological training.

Loyalty, absolute obedience.

Once there is a doubtful quality, it will be trained to strengthen the mind, and after many times, the team will also be implicated.

After the age of fifteen, they will begin to take on relatively simple tasks, and all the proceeds from the tasks will go to the scalpel organization, and only a fixed salary will be paid to the card for entertainment consumption. After participating in the mission, every once in a while, mercenaries will be regularly organized to go to some entertainment venues to spend. Most of the time is a few days after the end of the assignment and the end of the debriefing.

When the mercenary pays off the money he owes during his training, he will get more dangerous tasks, but the task reward is no longer a fixed amount, but a certain percentage of the reward will be given to the client according to the completion of the situation, under normal circumstances, the proportional reward for each mission is at least equivalent to the fixed salary of the previous year, only more, not less.

The only flaw is that even with so much money, the mercenaries who have been trained since children will still be controlled by the organization, but the living environment will be improved to a certain extent, and only when the mercenary has to retire due to injury, will he be released from the organization, but he will still be supervised, it is worth noting that all retired mercenaries are not allowed to contact mercenaries who are still working.

In order to erase the influence of the past, the organization gave each child a code name, no matter how long or short the code name sounded, it was nice or unpleasant, and the code name must be used to call each other in the future life, and the former name is absolutely not allowed. Once discovered, they will be subjected to a harsh ideological education.

The code name of Hawkeye is Hawkeye's 'name' in the organization, his original name has been forgotten, at least he himself can no longer remember, and the former name has slowly become a symbol over time.

In fact, when registering, the code will be matched with the year of the current year, so as long as it is guaranteed that there is no duplicate name in the current year, it will not be affected.

"It's so late, what's the matter with calling us? Can't we talk about it tomorrow? What should I do if I don't sleep well at night and leave dark circles under my eyes? The languid voice of a man came from the lower bunk, and this voice revealed exhaustion and unhappiness. This man has bright golden hair, a pair of sky-blue eyes, and three-dimensional facial features, and the snoring sound just now came from his mouth. His code name is Rattlesnake.

Most of the code names in scalpel tissue are animal names, animal names plus parts, firearms, and so on.

"It must be something that matters." Hawkeye whispered, his tone a little dull.

At this time, the young man on the opposite bed spoke, his voice loud and pleasant, "Hawkeye, you don't seem to have slept much these days?" Is there something bothering you? "He had thick black hair and dark eyes full of wariness, like a feline at night. His code name is Cat Ear.

"Hahahaha, I guess Hawkeye has a nightmare" Rattlesnake laughed a few times, diluting the drowsiness in the house.

"Nope." Hawkeye replied calmly.

"That's because I fell in love with the beautiful girl next door, but I was afraid of rejection and didn't dare to confess." Rattlesnake gave another reason, but his tone was uncertain, more like a tentative.

"I'm just thinking, how long are we going to go on like this?" Hawkeye shook his head, he said what he really thought in his heart, he was not satisfied with the job he was doing now, it was not too difficult or the money was too low, it was just because the task he accepted broke through his bottom line more and more, and if he continued like this, he didn't know what kind of person he would become, but one thing he was sure of was that the person he became in the end must be the person he hated.

"Shhhh Cat Ear made a silent gesture, his eyes were clear, he was the smartest man in the group, he understood Hawkeye's words, and he knew the risks.

Thought control is a point that the scalpel organization attaches great importance to, because they don't need creative talents, they need talents who are absolutely obedient to orders and can bring a lot of benefits to the organization, and for the scalpel organization, their ideal mercenary is a mercenary with a robotic personality.

When working, I tried my best and was meticulous, and when my body was not good, I would automatically scrap it and stay in the garbage heap, waiting for the recycling department to come to deal with it.

Hearing the cat's words, Hawkeye was silent, and he quickly got dressed.

The three of them solved all their personal problems in a minute, and then stood at the door, in line mode.

The cat ear who walked in front reached out to open the door, and then stepped out, and the length of each step he took was basically the same.

After going out, the cat turns right and walks towards the exit.

At this time, the doors on both sides and on the opposite side were also opened, and there were members of their team inside, but they did not speak to each other, as if they did not know each other at all.

Hawkeye's squad is the F-23 squad, named alphabetically and numerically, with a total of 12 team members, 6 men and 6 women, and 3 people in a room. The reason for this is that they are already qualified mercenaries in the Scalpel organization, and before that, Hawkeye's dormitory was a room for 6 people.

Arriving at the meeting point, the F-23 team was ushered into a separate conference room. The meeting room is beautiful, and the configuration and placement of tables and chairs are in the style of a private company's conference room, and if it were not for everyone in the meeting room with a straight waist, it might be considered a company meeting.

"Salute!" The loud voice of the cat's ears sounded in the conference room, and 12 people bowed at the same time.

The middle-aged man with a beard standing in front of the 12 people nodded with a smile on his somewhat round belly, "Don't stick to these etiquettes, I called you here this time because I have a special task to give you, and by the way, the pay is very high." "He is an instructor for the Scalpel and a mission liaison, and the instructors are all mercenaries of the Scalpel Order, and are considered for instructor when they have significant and outstanding contributions. After becoming an instructor, you can use a new name instead of a codename, and this instructor's personal name is Jeff.

Becoming an instructor means becoming one's own person in the scalpel organization, which is one of the future outlets that many mercenaries dream of.

Mercenaries usually address instructors with the word "sir" after their name.

"You may be seated." Jeff stretched out his right hand and motioned for the members of the F-23 team to sit down, saying that it was a gesture, but in fact, his tone and movements were more like orders, orders that could not be refuted.

Hawkeye sat in his own seat.

Jeff stood in front of the display, he picked up the white remote control on the table with his right hand, and then pressed the switch, and the next second, the display lit up, and a picture with lower definition appeared on it, which was a satellite aerial photo, in the center of the photo, a red circle was drawn, and within the red circle were several small red dots.

"That's what you're aiming for." Jeff picked up a retractable whip and pointed at the center of the red circle, "It doesn't matter if there are casualties, get what they're transporting, and make sure it's safe and sound." Jeff's tone grew heavier.

No one answered, they just looked at Jeff.

"I know, you must want to ask what is being escorted now, and the only thing I can tell you is that I don't know." Jeff's eyes widened, his gaze swept over the faces of the 12 men, "Now, let me explain your plan. ”

"You need to rush to intercept near the exit of Tamu Rhino Mountain within two days, they only need three days to get out of the mountain at the earliest, once out of the mountain, the protection personnel in the next area will take over, you have no chance of winning at that time, I will tell you the rest of the details on the plane."

"Okay, now if you have a question, you don't have much time to waste." Jeff's voice grew louder and louder, as if it was about to burst everyone's eardrums.

"Mr. Jeff, I have a problem." Cat Ear raised her right hand, "Is there any more definite information about what is being escorted?" Is it a living object or an object? How much does it weigh? Is there a special smell identification? Are there any technicians among the escorts who can provide us with identification? A series of questions were thrown out by the cat's ears, and his goal was clear, whatever he wanted to bring back, he had to be sure.

"There was a doctor in the escort team, female, thirty-two years old, and she knew everything." Jeff answered the question of the cat's ears in a calm voice.

"Any other questions?" Jeff asked again, he waited for about five seconds, and still no one answered, so he glanced at the 12 people again, "The reward for this mission is very good, I can only remind you to be careful, okay, no problem and go!" ”

Jeff waved his hand, and after seeing this action, Cat Ear stood up, "Salute!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, and at the same time, the 12 people bowed to Jeff again.

……

Tamu Rhino Mountain has a very complex geographical environment, which is a bad place for the convoy, but it is an excellent ambush location for the F-23 team members who are ambushed here.

Except for Hawkeye, who was sticking to the reconnaissance post, the remaining 11 people gathered in the well-covered pit, and they were discussing specific tactics, and the assignment of tactical tasks was completed by Cat Ears.

Cat Ear took off his goggles and swept them over with his bright eyes. He was holding an A4 piece of paper with his plan to say next.

"There are a total of five vehicles on target, a reinforced transport vehicle and four escort vehicles, and it is expected that there will be about 20 guards in total, and the exact number cannot be determined, so you should pay attention when the time comes. Considering that we don't know what we're transporting, we must keep us alive, especially the female doctor, and we must not let her die, and my idea is that all the men will be killed and all the women will be left behind, because we can't be sure that the female doctor is really wearing a doctor's clothes and waiting for us to catch them. ”

"When the vehicle arrives at its destination, the miniature mine will stop the vehicle, and then, according to the assignment just now, four people will approach from the front and rear, and the rest will respond to prevent accidents. If someone is injured, they immediately stop, return for treatment, and if they are not able to move, lie on the ground and wait for the rescue of their teammates after the mission is over. ”

"After getting the designated things, we leave from the predetermined place, the waiting time is only ten minutes, and the rest of the people must follow as soon as possible, and if they don't catch up by then, they will figure it out themselves."

After saying that, Cat Ear glanced at Eagle Eye, who was still lying on the stone in the distance and observing the road conditions with a telescope.

At this time, Hawkeye's voice came over the intercom, "The target is in place, the call is over." ”

"Roger, call ends." Mao Er picked up the walkie-talkie, and after finishing speaking, he looked at the person in front of him, "Let's start!" ”

The five cars were slowly moving towards the intended location, neither fast nor slow, when suddenly there was a slight noise at the tires of the vehicle in front of them, and then the car began to lose control, but soon stabilized and stopped on the side of the road. The sudden stop of the two cars in front of them brought the vehicles behind to a halt as well.

In the mountains, the silenced gunshots rang out intensively, and the target was not the people in the car, but the tires of the vehicle, and it was unlikely that the tires would burst to stop the moving vehicle, but not necessarily for the stationary vehicle.

After curbing the convoy's mobility, four people in the front and four in front of the convoy quickly approached, their pace was so rapid that a series of gunfire smashed the mirrors on both sides of the vehicle, and after that, the muzzle of the gun was always aimed at the window to prevent the occupants of the car from shooting blindly outside. In this way, no matter how low the mission success rate is, it is possible to hit the shit luck, and the bullet will not cost much anyway.

Hawkeye remained observant, and he was in a depressed mood right now, because the team's situation was different from what he had thought, as if the team already knew the situation and had no resistance. This makes Hawkeye feel like he's not a hunter, but a prey.