The original meaning of the Cossack was "wandering samurai"!

The Cossacks have never been an ethnic group, this is just the general name of the rampant mercenary team of those days, to put it mildly, bandits!

This is a kind of green forest heroic team composed of a large number of Ukrainians and various surrounding ethnic groups, they all shaved their heads at the beginning, leaving only a small tuft of hair on the head door, commonly known as a handful of hairy Ukrainian bandits roaring around in this land on the border between Russia and Europe, and they don't have much loyalty to anyone, they are really similar to the Liangshanbo bandits in the history of China.

Even if it becomes a modern mercenary company, the blue shield native of Ukraine is still a bit gangster.

Buck followed these people, and naturally he was not so completely upright, so he dealt with Shao Qiming and the Shen family before, including in Japan and Canada, with a little evil spirit.

Why is he always accustomed to plucking the feathers of geese to have a little harvest, a real bandit style.

That's it.

Is the other party innocent?

Innocent, and a little pitiful, but the Buck gang doesn't have much psychological baggage.

Now looking at the several injured people rolling in the muddy rain outside, although the bright flares in the air only passed for a short time, they were obviously militarized, which made the descendants of Chinese in the village suspicious!

Since obtaining the qualification to settle in this mountainous area and naturalizing Thailand, although this was once the world they completely controlled, with the death of the elders who experienced the iron and blood war of the older generation, the Thai government is also gradually reclaiming various autonomy rights in this area, including gun management, and has cleaned up this area many times, so that the Golden Triangle Thailand area, which originally had a large number of firearms, is the least of all parts of the tri-country border, and Buck did not plan to come here to engage in guns for this reason.

But now, obviously, no matter how few mosquitoes there are, they are still meat.

The rain suddenly stopped, as if the gunshots suddenly rang out in this village, and suddenly fell silent, Buck knew that the nearest neighborhood was thirty kilometers away, and on such a night, even if the other party called the other party, the combatants in this area could gather...... He was not very afraid, so he was patient: "Throw your guns out, everyone stand on the other side of the street, come and drag the wounded away to stop the bleeding, or they will die here!"

He's still sure that it's basically a hyena. 22 The result of a small-caliber sniper rifle, at such a distance of one or two hundred meters, is accurate and accurate, and the lethality is really average, just like piercing the body with a nail, as long as it is not a vital part, it will not die for a while and a half, and it will be simple to recuperate from the wound in the future.

As a rule of thumb, the coerced villagers would surrender, and Buck unbuckled his belt and carefully stretched out a head-sized collection bag from the corner of the wall with the muzzle of his gun......

No gunshots!

The hyena's voice in the headset also responded: "No guns were seen thrown out, and no one came out......"

In addition to the screams on the road, after a short silence, there was also the same question: "Who are you?"

Buck picked up his rifle and aimed it at the leg of a man on the ground, and boom!

The screams again caused the other party to suddenly rush out from behind the house, and the two tried to pull the wounded, but the hyena hid motionless in the ditch on the side of the road, poofed two shots, and let the two people go again!

This is just the most common refueling tactic on the battlefield, only wounding people to the ground, luring other companions to rescue, and then shooting at the scene one by one, forming more and more wounded, and the psychological pressure on the other party will increase.

Sure enough, after this attempt, the villagers, who didn't have much combat power, finally gave up and shouted, "Enough......! We give up! We give up! We want to save people!"

Immediately after the continuous sound of rattling, the sound of several guns being thrown to the ground, Buck quickly probed, still not being shot, and shouted: "Come out! All come out! We have military doctors, you come out and give up resistance, and we will start treating the wounded!"

The time of hesitation was short, perhaps it was the parents or siblings of the wounded, and a succession of figures began to stand at the end of the street in the distance, although they were still afraid, they could hold on.

Buck also tentatively walked out, Andris gave a rifle to Baraev, and he walked out himself, always keeping his tall and broad body in front of Buck.

Buck didn't say thank you, it was all a tacit and familiar process, and it seemed that it was a matter of course to shield their comrades from bullets.

Only by protecting the medic can Buck save one comrade after another.

Under the threatening aim of several rifles at the villagers, even if the other party did not all stand up, Buck and Andris still confidently walked onto the road, hunched over one to pick up the gun, and the other began to bandage the wounded to stop the bleeding.

Nine wounded, when Buck dragged the wounded one by one to the eaves of the roadside and sat in the corner of the wall one by one, and quickly treated, Andris collected seven pistols and five rifles, Buck glanced at the harvest, and really felt a little unlucky, this gun to the island of Busuanga, it is really a drop in the bucket.

Most of the hyenas' shooting parts are also legs, which makes Buck's treatment with a strong headlamp easier, after all, the chest cavity and abdominal cavity will be much more complicated, Mikhail and Barayev, who slowly came out of the house, deliberately shook their bodies in the corner of the wall with rifles, creating pressure so that the other villagers did not dare to come, but the wounded finally recovered a little bit of vitality, except for a few faces full of resentment who dared not speak angrily, most of them shouted loudly to show that they were fine.

Buck found a whisper that was a little older and over fifty years old: "What did Master Shen leave behind in the left rear of the village?"

The expression on the old man's face was shocked!

Buck looked at the door, and he couldn't figure it out: "Now you know why we're here, right?"

The somewhat thin old man was still quite strong, and he tried to dodge with his hands on the ground, but Buck grabbed his collar with one hand and suddenly dragged him behind the corner of the room, and the other wounded wanted to get up, Andris's burly figure strode over with a rifle, and as soon as he waved the butt of the gun, the other party was so frightened that he curled up with his head in his hands.

Pressing the old man into the corner of the wall, Buck still said, "What's behind the village!"

The old man's expression struggled, and Buck lowered his voice a little more: "How many explosives are there in the village? I will use them to blow up the whole village! How many people do you want to bury with you?!"

Oh, on such a bleak and rainy night, Buck with his monocular night vision looks like a hideous demon!

When the world is chaotic and the national order cannot protect all civilians, a big fist is the last word.

That's why Buck cherishes that peace at home.

He's been in the war-torn land for too long!