83: The eight-faced Buddha's hole card

"Dad, no, I was hiding in the safe house just now, and Duan Kun's people actually came to arrest me, is there something wrong with the eldest brother?"

"I can't get in touch with your big brother."

"Dad, something may have happened to the eldest brother."

"yes, maybe it's just a bad signal."

"No, I think something happened."

Siam, the Erawan Buddha holds a phone with a strong murderous intent on his face.

A moment later, listening to the busy sound on the other end of the phone, he slammed the phone to the ground and shouted, "Little brute! ”

Two hours earlier, the Erawan Buddha had lost contact with Shali.

He kept comforting himself that the signal might be bad, until Zhang Ziwei called.

He should have thought that Zhang Ziwei brought more than a dozen people to Hong Kong Island, how could he be so coincidentally discovered by his old family that he was hiding place, and after the rest of the army was wiped out, Zhang Ziwei didn't have anything to do.

It seems that Zhang Ziwei has defected.

The white-eyed wolf, who was not well raised, ate him, drank him, and slept with his daughter in the past five years, and in the end actually collaborated with outsiders to harm him.

I knew that I should have killed him five years ago, and I shouldn't have been soft-hearted.

"Little brute!"

The eight-faced Buddha squeezed his hands, and after taking a deep breath, he shouted, "Someone!" ”

With the sound of footsteps, two people rushed in from outside the door.

"Inform the guards..."The eight-faced Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "No, inform the mercenaries to protect me on a trip to Hong Kong Island." ”

There is a personal guard team in the hands of the eight-faced Buddha, the number of which is small, and the role is similar to that of the pistol team of the Tazhai, which is used to clear obstacles.

But this time, the Erawan Buddha is not ready to use the pro-guards.

Five years ago, he called in mercenaries to massacre the police in Hong Kong and Siam who wanted to arrest him, and also hooked up with a mercenary leader.

This group has been active in the war zone for a long time, and although there is only one platoon, 30 to 40 people, their combat strength is enough to defeat two companies on the battlefield.

In addition to not being on the list, weapons, teamwork, and individual combat capabilities are no less than those of a formed special operations squadron.

In fact, their team members are retired soldiers of special operations teams in various countries, and the leader of the group, Major Trist, has served as a team commander in the Delta Force, and has carried out hundreds of missions with rich experience.

Such a mercenary army, even if it is not as good as the top special combat teams in various countries, is no worse than the regional teams at the provincial and municipal levels.

This is also normal, most of the members of the world's top mercenary corps are retired members of the top special combat teams.

In-service special combat personnel are not allowed to retire, and can only apply for retirement when they are old and not in peak condition, so most of the mercenary members composed of retired special combat teams are between 32 and 45 years old and are not in peak condition, so even if they are composed of retired members of top special combat teams, their combat effectiveness is slightly worse than that of the top special combat teams in active service, and they are stronger than ordinary special combat teams.

"Now there's good news, bad news, which do you want to hear?"

The next day, Zhang Ziwei came early in the morning and brought two pieces of news to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao is eating breakfast, Hong Kong-style pork rib rice with dace balls, with a glass of milk.

Looking at Zhang Ziwei, who strode in, he didn't look up, concentrated on dealing with breakfast, and said, "Let's talk about the good news first." ”

"My people told me that this morning, before dawn, the Erawan Buddha left his lair, and no one knows where he went, and I guess he came to Hong Kong Island."

Zhang Ziwei sat down next to Lin Yao, took a dace ball and put it in his mouth and ate it.

Lin Yao nodded slightly and said, "It's good news, but what about the bad news?" ”

"The Erawan Buddha didn't use his personal guards, he left alone." Zhang Ziwei said meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Yao is not an immortal, he does not have the ability of an unpredictable prophet, and he doesn't understand what Zhang Ziwei wants to say.

Zhang Ziwei sighed and whispered, "The eight-faced Buddha knows the mercenary person, and he is still a powerful character. ”

Lin Yao frowned slightly: "Go on..."

"Five years ago, we arrested the Erawan Buddha and dispatched 16 police cars, 2 armored vehicles, a total of 63 people.

"In the end, only me, Ma Haotian, and Su Jianqiu survived."

"We were able to survive, not because of how powerful we were, but because we kidnapped the daughter of the eight-faced Buddha, so we got a chance."

"Otherwise, we will be wiped out, and none of the sixty-three people will survive."

"I inquired later, it was a group of top mercenaries, they sent a team that day, and it only took 12 people to defeat us, and the action was like a massacre."

"And I've heard that the Erawan Buddha is very familiar with the leader of this group of mercenaries, and the personal guards around him are trained by this group."

Hiss!!

Lin Yao gasped and understood what Zhang Ziwei wanted to say.

The eight-faced Buddha had a good relationship with the mercenaries, and today he left alone, leaving the lair without a person.

His son died, the goods were robbed, and the business on Hong Kong Island could be ruined again, so he certainly didn't go out on an outing alone.

The answer is obvious.

The Erawan Buddha invited the mercenaries and prepared to go with him to Hong Kong Island to quell the unrest.

Top mercenaries!!

Lin Yao frowned, knowing that his trouble was coming.

He led Qinglong Logistics, and Liansheng, as well as the elite gunners left here by Kunge.

The quality of these gunners is very high, and it is not difficult to see from his vision that they can fight when they encounter ordinary mercenaries.

But the top mercenaries, to be honest, really don't have to play.

And his team has a fatal shortcoming, this group of people comes from three forces, and there is not much tacit understanding between them.

It's okay to deal with ordinary enemies, but when you encounter a tacit understanding, a clear division of labor, and a top mercenary whose quality is above them, if you don't get it, you will be directly wiped out.

It's hard!

Lin Yao only felt that his head was a little big, he was not afraid of the eight-faced Buddha's personal guards, but he didn't dare to underestimate this group of ghosts wandering on the battlefield.

With only the strength in his hands, he is not even qualified to fight with this group of people.

"If you can't beat it, you don't have to try to know that you can't beat it, and you can't stay here, so as not to be executed by the decapitation tactic."

Lin Yao finished his breakfast in a few bites, threw the plate on the table, and said, "Retreat, retreat to a safe place first, I want to call someone from my hometown." ”

Zhang Ziwei's expression was originally quite serious, and he laughed when he heard a snort from behind.

If you can't beat it, call the parents, don't be such a scoundrel.

Seeing Lin Yao's serious expression before, he thought that he had a countermeasure, but he admitted it without saying a word.

"Knowing that you can't do it, you're not a warrior, you're a reckless man."

"The Flying Tigers on Hong Kong Island know, with the same number of people, they are not necessarily the opponents of these people."

"We don't know anything about them, we don't know how many people come, in case it's not a squad but a squadron, what do you want me to take to the top?"

Lin Yao is self-aware, and he won't do what he is not sure of.

Zhang Ziwei also knew the seriousness of the matter, if the other party really sent out the whole army, three squads in one go, that is, a squadron, the Flying Tigers did not dare to say that they could eat them without more than twice the strength, let alone Lin Yao's patchwork team.

"Hey, Uncle Dong, I might be in trouble here."

"Big trouble, Sha Li died in my hands, the eight-faced Buddha may be coming at me, and he also brought an unknown number of top mercenaries."

"Okay, I'll stay in hiding, waiting for your backup."

"No problem, I promise not to be found within two days, and I will die in 48 hours."

Lin Yao made a call to Tazhai, and after hanging up the phone, he looked at the people who packed their luggage and ordered, "Let's go..."