"That's all we have." Back inside the residence, the beige tablecloth sits the two men's remaining weapons. M110A4 with three spare magazines, P90 with a round of 50 rounds of ammunition, Glo/G, Python revolver, plus a few self-defense weapons left over from the Crusader Jeep, it is the most common 9MM ammunition disc is enough to fight a few shuttles, if it is a small-scale infiltration reconnaissance of two people, it is naturally more than enough, but the K82 mission deadline is tight, and it must be completed within half a month, Simon no matter how the Ranger combat creed, it is impossible for a sniper without rear and air support to clear a stronghold alone in a short time, War is not an FPS game, and 556 ironclad shots at critical positions will be crippled on the spot.

"We're going to have to bring the others in." Simon groaned as he touched his stubble. Jonathan was able to subdue a group of homeless people outside of Steel City with his strong physique, and there was no problem with manpower, but the homeless group had never received military training, and the battle was barely good, and once they fell into a disadvantage, they collapsed very quickly. At the market price, twenty yuan to hire a homeless person to work hard, the budget is tight, Simon can recruit at most thirty or forty people, otherwise he will help the steel city to clean up.

Simon lifted the sniper rifle with a polished and smooth matte engineering alloy body, carefully wrapped the camouflage cloth layer by layer, put it in a discarded guitar case, and put it in a cloak, like a down-and-out singer, "I'll go to the bar to try my luck, you go and tell your dad about this, we can't live on women, we have to do a big job." Peter nodded, and Simon pulled his boy's trench coat to cover the pistol.

"We're city dwellers now, so we're in less trouble."

Out of the stacked building, the two parted ways, Simon has to find a few reliable mercenaries to maintain the discipline and morale of the exile group, and the strong-willed low-level officers can effectively stop the soldiers' tendency to retreat at the critical moment. Although it cannot change the nature of the sheep, it is also a remarkable achievement to raise the sheep to the goats.

Adolfina would only return home in the early morning and dusk, and the first thing she would do when she came back was to throw her must-have dirty overcoat into the drum washing machine, as if the high water bill was her motivation, Simon tried to ask her what she had been up to lately, Pathfinder? Assassin? Adolfina looked like a very casual girl, but she scribbled on, "Begging for food, otherwise how can I feed you two?" ”

She probably doesn't look down on this little money. Simon thought to himself, dodging the shop security guards chasing the thieves, but luckily the boots weren't spoiled by the jailers, otherwise the muddy and sticky pavement would have been maddening. Gradually, I walked through the Guodianlou market, because of the daytime, the backstreets seemed empty, and occasionally a few pieces of pink letters were bullied by the sunlight and did not dare to squeak.

Simon leaned reflexively against the telephone pole, observing the flow of people on both sides of the street, and in a short time he sent several women and beggars who were rubbing money, clenching his fists and coughing a few times. With a group of men who wake up with a hangover, Simon quickly flashes into the "Polar Bar".

Most of the people who have spare money in their pockets to buy drunk people are concentrated in the sunset, and the polar bars are the same as the dozens or hundreds of ordinary small bars in the backstreets. The cleaners clean up the drunken vomit, expertly pick up the drunks and throw them down the alley and empty their pockets, as for a few women who are bold or stupid enough to get home? "A glass of gin with two slices of lemon." Simon ordered a drink at a reasonable price and drank it to himself, and when there were few customers, he and the bartender struck up a conversation, intentionally or unintentionally.

"How's last night's record??" The bartender, with his yellow and white vest, wiped the glass, glanced at the guitar case behind Simon's shoulder, and said leisurely.

"Earn a bite to eat, earn a bed, for the sake of earning a beautiful woman for the night, so I drink a glass of wine and go back while she is not awake to do it again." Simon hid his face in the counter where the figure was reflected in the sleek light, and the bartender sneered: "It's a reason to celebrate, buddy is willing to play a song, I'm in charge, this glass of wine is half price." ”

Simon waved his hand again and again with disdain, and said with a big tongue: "Forget it, my little ability to deceive city girls who are not deeply involved in the world is enough, and I have a trick to sing a song, maybe you have to charge extra for noise." The bartender laughed in agreement, stopped wiping the wine glass at some point, leaned over, covered his ears with his hands, and said: "I listened to the ghost cry all night, and in the morning the first moonlight romantic some refreshing thoughts, for the sake of my face, brother enjoy the face and flick it?" ”

The three security guards stood silently behind Simon, and the bartender flicked the wine glass with only a slice of lemon left, and said gloomily: "It just so happens that my other three buddies are also interested, do you hope that I will invite you, or will they invite?" ”

Simon picked his teeth and spat out a lemon seed, which was too sour, and he pulled away the camouflage cloth with his backhand, revealing the muzzle brake, clasped his hand on the revolver, and said: "I said it all, I like to play at night, and during the day I have to find a backing band, you know, the world is difficult, and it is very difficult to form an orchestra." ”

"Ah, lonely wolf, since you're a guitarist, we often have balls, bassists, keyboardists, drummers, agents who deal with censorship, and I have a full coin in my pocket, and I'm more than happy to serve you." The moment the bartender saw the reducer, he immediately put on a smiling face, motioned for the security guard to leave, filled Simon's wine glass, and whispered closely: "Sniper, admire your courage." ”

"Once born and twice cooked, that's how business started." Professional mercenaries are mostly in mercenary companies, such as Heinrich and Longhu, Simon was worried about Wyatt's revenge for a while, but he soon found out that Wyatt was not a fart compared to the large war companies in Steel City. If you want to discover a mercenary who is really reliable and capable, of course, you can't stupidly find a street girl to get on, Simon blew the cold wind for more than an hour to observe the entry and exit of people in the backstreet bar, the polar bar is full of big men and escort girls in and out, what do you do to make a living, M110A4 is Simon's clearance token, in fact, he bet right.

"Concert or parade."

"Cruise." Before the war, the rangers would occasionally go to do some private work, and they would not violate the principle of the general eyes and close their eyes, it seems that after half a century, the mercenary secret language has not changed, Simon lit a cigarette, Zhibao bounced off with a "ding", and a faint blue flame strengthened the bartender's thoughts.

The bartender led Simon to the actor's waiting area and reminded: "There are many skilled musicians in this store, coins are one thing, iron on hand is the most important thing, by the way, good guns!" ”

"Thank you." Simon replied, the spicy smoke from inferior cigarettes filled the lungs, two green smoke slowly erupted from the nostrils, dozens of wilderness rotten wolves nailed to Simon like laser lasers, the ranger stepped on the cigarette butt, and said indifferently: "Lao Tzu is a sniper, lack of people to take the lead, I think the crotch bird is big, come here!" ”