Chapter Fifty-Eight: Don't Talk About Martial Virtues

"Hey, boy, yesterday was your first day on a mission, so I took you with you, so you can stay with the rest of the team."

However, after Kyle decisively rejected the group's suggestion to play chess yesterday, they collectively ignored Kyle, just like elementary school boys, and even deliberately took a set of basic equipment.

Kyle, who hadn't thought about how long it would last, didn't care, but felt that the basic equipment was really shabby, and even provided less equipment than when he was a patrol officer in the new city.

"Alright, let's go. Arrive at the institute on time at 10 o'clock in the morning to meet with the transport team, and strive to send the escort target to the destination before lunch. ”

Lao Qi's voice came from the horn of the troop carrier, and except for him and the driver, who were able to sit in the front seat, the rest of the team could only squeeze into the less ventilated carriage behind.

This convenient but not safe decision made Kyle reinforce his desire to leave, after all, it was difficult for the team members in the back of the car to keep track of what was going on, and there were only two people in the team as observers, with one person as the driver and the other as the captain.

If this RPG comes, a whole car of people will have to be scrapped, and I don't know what Lao Qi thinks, but the kind of person to him is actually similar to Old Jack, and he basically points his skills on the world, but unlike the new city in the cloak of civilization, the syndicate is left to fight and kill.

"They can't pick a better day to deliver this shipment, and now the streets are in a mess."

"Why is Syndicate Street so congested today?"

"Have you forgotten? What kind of summer festival did Yanagi's group of guys do, and now they have asked many people to help prepare, and it is estimated that it is some kind of festival created by some kind of business. ”

"Dog*, isn't the only festival that the syndicate has ever had is the Midyear Festival? Why are Yanagi's guys here now? ”

"Isn't this normal, the current head of the Liu Sheng family is a man in his thirties, always thinking about doing something new, if he continues to do this nonsense, I estimate that he will die faster than his old son."

"It's all nonsense to hold more festivals? Multiple festivals are always a good thing, and the women there are so obedient, the last time I went to-"

Whew——

Both the troop carrier and the cargo truck came to a halt because a truck suddenly stopped in front of them, forcing them to stop.

"*Civilized Dis*, look for death!"

"I'm *your mother*dog*fuck*"

"Bump into it, I'm going to see a river of blood!"

The people in the back compartment instantly became swearing, and the entire rear compartment turned into a diss pianist exchange meeting. However, Kyle, who had been observing from the gap in the side window and the front window, was silent, and just quickly approached the rear door, and after finding that it needed to be opened by the person in the front seat, he directly pulled out his pistol and smashed the smart lock, and then kicked the rear door open.

"Kyle! What are you doing? ”

"Damn it, Wayne, you're going to pay for it yourself if you break this door."

"Mader, this little white face only has one face, and it turns out to be a coward, and it's normal for someone to stop driving in the Syndicate-"

Rumble!

A grenade hit the personnel carrier from the side, and the powerful explosion caused the personnel carrier to roll over, and the people inside fainted due to the strong impact force without reacting, and even several bones had been inserted into their throats, whimpering and spitting blood to die.

Just as the masked man was about to get closer to fire a second grenade, Kyle, who had been hiding on the side, raised his hand and fired a shot, just hitting the muzzle of the grenade, blowing the masked man to pieces.

"Report the situation! Report the situation! ”

The voice of Lao Qi came from the radio pinned to his waist, and it seemed that the two people sitting in the front seat had escaped, but Kyle would not answer now, after all, he was probably used as cannon fodder in the past, so he still pretended to be dumb.

After turning off the radio, Kyle continues to watch what happens, as it appears that the masked men are here to rob them of their cargo, the horrible substance, and research data.

Originally, Kyle still wanted to touch that group of people, but now he is a newcomer who has just been recruited, and besides, a few hundred yuan a month, what am I trying to do.

Thinking of this, Kyle continues to hide to the side, but the masked men, perhaps disagreeing with Kyle's approach, slowly approach Kyle's cover.

"Aren't you just letting one of you die, as for me like this?"

Kyle mutters as he stealthily throws a flashbang against the bottom of a nearby car.

Syllable!

A violent flash of light enveloped the masked men, but Kyle didn't jump out as he had before, because the masked men seemed to have telepathy, and immediately stood back to back the moment the flashbang exploded, holding the main weapon in one hand for fire suppression, and the other hand holding a pistol that filled the magazine.

Clang!

The bullet bounced and hit the ground where Kyle was crouching.

It's no one's luck. It's like a chain trap, jumping into one result and another inside. Now Kyle wants his teammates in the back compartment to climb out quickly so that someone can help him get some firepower.

Looking at the overturned car with the doors wide open in the distance, Kyle suddenly understood that the rest of the people who were still alive were planning to play dead inside.

Then let me trick you out.

Kyle touched a rock, threw it into the carriage with precision, and turned on the radio and shouted:

“Fire in the hole!”

The FAC team members who thought it was a grenade thrown in hurriedly climbed out of the carriage, but as soon as they climbed out of the carriage, they were beaten by masked people not far away, and several people were shot in the buttocks.

The FAC team members who were forced out could no longer play dead or sit on the ground, so they could only lie on the ground in a strange posture and shoot at the masked people.

After seeing that the useless team members finally diverted the masked man's attention a little, Kyle thought about stealing two heads, but every time he looked up, he was crushed by the automatic rifle again.

Sitting on the ground, Kyle uses a mirror to observe the masked man's position, hoping to find the right moment to shoot, but as the masked man walks somewhere, Kyle sees the bullet near the ground that almost hit him.

"Give it a try."

Kyle calculates the angle and misses a magazine at a lamppost in the distance, only two of the twelve bullets bounce to where they should be, and both masked men are pierced through their ankles.

Although the two masked men were incapacitated, the remaining masked men had already been given the safe suitcase for the transport, which contained the data from the FAC's research on the escort.

However, all the FAC players present shouted in their hearts: Hurry up and take that thing, I have hundreds of dollars a month, what kind of life can I play with.

I don't know if the masked people really heard the prayers of the FAC team members, and after getting the relevant safe suitcase, this group of unknown people who didn't say a word the whole time left.

"*Civilized Dis*, fortunately there are two more guys who can't walk."

"That's right, they're our captives."

There were a few shameless guys who walked directly towards the masked people who couldn't move, and bullying the soft and afraid of the hard was also vividly interpreted by them.

"Surrender quickly, let me see what you look like under your hoods!"

"The bullets are gone, the legs can't move, what else to fight, hurry up and let us be healthy!"

Several people who wanted to take credit immediately ran to the side of the two masked men, hurriedly kicked away the guns next to them, and were about to tear off their hoods when suddenly there was a click from the bodies of the two masked men.

The FAC players looked at each other.

"*Civilization Dis*."

Boom Boom Boom !!