Since the capture of the oil fields, Alex and Ryan and the others had to return to Uzstan after enjoying a period of heroic treatment at home, and the CIA intelligence showed that the chemical weapons they had lost were now in the hands of the Snake in a refugee camp, so Alex and Ryan were tasked with finding a way to get their hands on these chemical weapons.

"Americans, what are you doing here?" The presence of two white men in a crowd of Middle Easterners must have been very conspicuous, and in less than five minutes the two men were escorted into the refugee camp with thirty AKs pointing at their heads.

"Wow, how can you do this to our American friends! That's not good! The camp's **oss, a bald middle-aged bearded man, gave his man a rough slap.

"Quick, loosen the ties, and send me all my good wine and cigarettes!" The bald beard gave Alex and Ryan a big hug.

"This Mr. Abdullah! You know what we're here for, yes, we're ............ then," Alex interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"You've come all the way, you've worked hard, have a drink, this is your wine! Be sure to drink a little! ”

After drinking bourbon, smoking Cuban cigars, and admiring the Middle Eastern dance by the way, it was still an unclothed version, and for two hours, Alex tried to bring the topic back to chemical weapons several times, but each time he was missed by the other party.

Finally, Alex couldn't help it.

"Mr. Abdullah, are you playing with us? Those weapons are not in your hands! Alex slammed his glass down.

"Of course, it's just that it's not just you Americans who want it now, there are other people who are bidding higher!" Abdullah had a smug smile on his face.

"So you have to mean ............" Alex's fingers kept tapping on the table, and Ryan silently put on his sunglasses when he saw this, Abdullah didn't notice that the other side of Ryan's sunglasses was constantly locking everyone in the room.

"You have to add money, 10 million pounds, your dollar is depreciating too fast, I don't want it!" Abdullah put away his friendly face, and the bodyguards around him were loading their weapons with a clatter.

"Ten million, Mr. Abdullah, do you think too highly of yourself?" Alex also wore sunglasses.

"So what, the choice is yours anyway!"

"Then there's nothing to say, do it!" Alex and Ryan suddenly fell back in a tactical move, and a volley of bullets flew by from a kilometer away, killing all of Abdullah's men.

"Woooooo

More than a dozen Black Hawk helicopters hovered over the camp, and refugees watched in horror as a group of well-armed U.S. Marines and dozens of square-headed combat robots jumped from the helicopters.

"Sir, your weapon!" A Marine throws a HK433 step qiāng to Alex.

"Ryan, order the battle droids to move forward, sweep this camp, find those chemical weapons, and by the way, catch that bastard!"

"Yes, boss!" Ryan raised his left arm, controlled the PDA strapped to his arm, and gave the attack order to the robot that was stationary on the field.

Just like in Vietnam in the '60s, Marines and combat robots attacked from the ground, with Black Hawk and Bird helicopters hovering in the air and firing whenever armed militia gathered.

The militia, with only light weapons and pickup trucks, was no match for the wolf-like U.S. military, and the refugees were in terror as they traveled through the hail of bullets.

"Da Da Da!" With a shuttle taking advantage of the chaos and preparing to a man, Alex looks at the frightened look of the unclothed woman who has fallen to the ground, and pulls a Marine past him.

"You have a group of people to maintain order among the refugees, don't let these guys fish in troubled waters!"

"Yes, sir!"

In just 20 minutes, the U.S. military completely took control of the refugee camp, and also found Abdullah, who was about to escape.

"Sir, spare me, I won't dare in the future, really, just this time, please!" Abdullah, who was held up high by two combat robots, was brought to Alex in front of him.

"Where's the thing?" Alex went straight to the knife this time.

"I sold it to a mysterious man!" Abdullah wailed and told everything he knew.

"The goods were delivered at eight o'clock in the morning, and the location was thirty kilometers away in the port of Hussein! Please, sir, spare me, I will redeem my life with money, I have money, hundreds of thousands! ”

"Where did you get the money?" Ryan didn't believe it.

"These refugees, I scavenged from them, and women, I know a lot of beautiful women in this camp......"

"Phew, scum!" The Marines eating melons on the side spat and spit, although our butts are not clean, but we still can't do garbage like you.

"Okay, where's the money?"

"Sir, {boss}!" The Marine Corps commander and Ryan were shocked.

"The money is in the cupboard!" A flash of joy flashed in Abdullah's eyes.

"Bring the money, let's go!" After confirming that there was money in the cupboard, Alex left Abdullah, who was bleeding from his thigh, out of the tent.

"Americans, wait, wait for the lone wolf to come back, and I will settle accounts with you slowly!" Just as Abdullah was thinking about revenge, the tent was opened again, and the refugees, who had been oppressed by him, walked in with weapons.

"No, you pariahs, what do you want? No! ”

No sooner had Lane jumped into the helicopter than he heard a qiāng sound from inside the tent.

"Head, I really didn't misread you!" Ryan watched as the refugees walked out of their tents carrying the slain Abdullah out of their tents and began to celebrate, before countless people rushed forward and tore his body to pieces.

"It's okay, but the gas still hasn't been found!" Alex rubbed his face and sighed.

"Will find it, we're already close to it!" Ryan reassured.

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The helicopter group swept over a freighter, since the outbreak of war in Uzstan, the relief materials of the international community have been sent to Uzstan through these freighters, and then distributed to refugees, the ship under the feet of Alex and others is also of the same use, but depending on the draft, the line, the ship has finished carrying goods and began to return to Europe.

It's just that the U.S. troops on the plane didn't see that there was a canvas blown off by the sea breeze on the first class of the freighter, revealing a green skull logo.