Joga and the others were on the flank of the village, and the dirt slope extended northeast from the south entrance of the village, and the exit to the south of the village just met the dirt slope, where Nice could defend alone.

The remaining four people were hiding between the cracks of the building, and it was not easy for either Joga or Nice to find the angle to shoot.

Now that Kaman had bypassed, Joga was sure to kill them as long as he could force them out of hiding and into the main road of the village.

Although this old fellow is not a soldier from a professional class, he knows better than anyone else how to fight after a lifetime of fighting.

The two sides reached a stalemate, and after about 10 minutes, Dorian, the Italian man crammed between the two trucks, was the first to hold on, he was alone, and he was especially worried that Joga and they would abandon him, and then he would be finished.

This guy retired from the 'leather hood', and he doesn't have to be the best in field combat, but this kind of street fighting is what he is good at.

A quick glance at it, then retracted, and no bullets came to the door......

Dorian quickly reached out again, but no bullets came to him.

The third time Dorian threw his shirt out, this time several bullets hit the garment, warning him not to think about escaping.

But at the moment when the jacket hit the ground, Dorian ducked out, and the AK74 in his hand shot indiscriminately at the rear, actually suppressing the gunmen.

As he burst out of the enemy's range and into a building, a rocket hit the gap where the four were hiding.

The fragments of the rocket explosion caused terrible heat and damage, killing two gunmen instantly, and the other two scurryed out of the alley, hitting the body with two bullets as soon as they appeared.

Joga's SVD is still head-on, and Nice's TAC-50 is much more brutal.

The bullet struck the shoulder of the last hapless man, causing half of his body to explode completely, and blood and guts to the ground.

Standing on the roof, Carman saw that the battle was over, so he fired another rocket into the place where the guys were hiding, which was considered to be the completion of the refill.

Then the old fellow easily tumbled off the roof, and as he passed Dorian, he looked the 'white ghost' up and down, and then shook his head with some disgust, as if he was not satisfied with his breathless expression.

If it weren't for Dorian's actions, the four guys would have gotten together and the first rocket would have cost them all.

As a result, Dorian made a move, which made them misunderstand that Joga was about to attack, and naturally pulled out the formation, resulting in the power of the rocket being weakened.

Seeing that the battle was completely over, Qiao Jia pressed his throat microphone as he walked down and said, "The devil bird stays to watch, and the dragon lizard goes to see the guy who took the picture first, don't let him die." ”

Joga tried not to look at the mutilated corpses, and walked quickly across the corpse piles that looked like a garbage dump below the dirt slope.

Within a few minutes, Joga was in the hut where the photographer was hiding.

By the time Joga arrived, Carman had already taken control of the guy.

This guy is actually a white man......

A 7.62 sniper shot hit the forearm completely wiped out the guy's right forearm.

The bullet had made a large notch in the middle of his forearm, and the bones must have shattered, leaving only a bit of flesh stuck together.

When Joga entered the house, he was struck by a terrible scream.

Watching Carman completely amputate the guy's obstructive forearm with a hunting knife and then tie his upper arm with a shoelace, Joga walked over and bent down to pick up the camera and check it out......

Looking at the photos inside, Qiao Jia walked up to the candid photographer and squatted down, and said with a serious expression: "Who are you, what do you want to do by taking these photos secretly?" ”

The photographer had a big beard, and he said bitterly: "I am a reporter from AFP, and I received news that this will be the scene of the arms trade between Chinese and terrorists, so I came." ”

Qiao Jia looked at the photos that were obviously focused on Boss Huang, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, took out his mobile phone to turn on the shooting mode, and then asked, "How are you going to report?"

Chinese support Darfur terrorists?

How much did you charge? Who contacted you?

Don't be sloppy with me, you should know very well that the goal of those Chinese people is to exchange hostages, and you are trying to concoct fake news. ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia pulled out a pistol and put it on the bearded man's head, and said coldly: "Give me a reason not to kill you, five, four, three, two, one......"

"I said, I said, an Englishman, I don't know who he was, but I could make out his accent, and he gave me fifty thousand pounds in cash to come here and take pictures of Chinese and terrorist deals, and put them in the newspapers.

We met at the Vis Hotel in Kamu, and he took the initiative to find me, and I told them all, and I said ......."

"Bang~"

Joga shot the bearded reporter in the head, then stood up and said to Carman, "Dispose of all the bodies, let's go in the evening and go around the camp of the Kinderwicks, I'm now a little interested in the posing black man from before." ”

Saying that, Qiaojia saw Dorian standing at the door, he smiled reluctantly, patted Dorian on the shoulder, and said, "Help dispose of the corpse, I'll give you 1,000 yuan." ”

Dorian's eyes lit up when he heard Qian, and said, "Give me 50,000 yuan, and I will accompany you to fight Jindeweike's camp, and of course, I will also help you with the work of disposing of the corpse." ”

Qiao Jia looked at Dorian like a fool, shook his head and said, "You think beautifully, the money is really so easy to earn, I would have been rich a long time ago."

It's just a thousand yuan, do you like to do it or not! ”

Seeing the serious expression on Joga's face, Dorian took the initiative to say: "That's 5,000 yuan, I'm a good assaulter, and I'm good at using MP-5 and MP-7 for infiltration operations."

You're definitely interested in rescuing hostages, aren't you? Kindwick's camp has at least 300 people, and my abilities can certainly help. ”

Joga was amused by Dorian's greed for money, and after thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Then 5,000 yuan, you help dispose of all the corpses first, and then we will set off." ”

After sending Dorian away, Joga walked to where the pickup truck was and called Nice to drive both pickup trucks into the village.

Dorian, who was disposing of the corpse, saw the exaggerated B-8 rocket nest on the back of one of the pickup trucks, he looked at Joga in disbelief and said, "Who are you?" ”

Qiao Jia spread his hands and said with a smile: "I am an arms dealer, nicknamed 'Jackal'. ”