One kilometer away.

Xiaochen drove the car, turned off the headlights, and stopped at nine o'clock.

"Yang, we fell!! One kilometer at nine o'clock!" The Buddha shouted with the intercom headset.

"Hey?!Hey?!" Xiao Chen didn't hear the echo in the headset, and then shouted twice.

"You fucking heard the reply!" The Buddha's eyes were red with anxious eyes.

"Look at the terminal signal, is it broken!" Xiao Chen turned his head suddenly, and his body trembled and urged the Buddha.

"Crash!"

After hearing this, the Buddha immediately took out the signal terminal from his bag, then glanced at it and responded quickly: "I believe... the signal is no problem!"

"Fuck it!!" After hearing this, Xiaochen responded without any hesitation: "Press up the bullets, let's go back!!"

"Crash!"

The Buddha pulled out the magazine without saying a word.

"Well!"

Xiaochen rotated the steering wheel of the car and was about to turn around immediately.

"Sheep!"

A noise appeared in the intercom system.

"Hey, hey?!" Xiaochen knew that this was the sound of electric current in the intercom system, and then asked quickly: "Are you fucking okay?!"

"Go forward, don't look back!" Yang said steadily: "...I'll rush for it myself, wait for my phone number!"

"Don't you go fart!" Xiao Chen's eyes raised and his voice hoarsely roared: "I can go back!!"

"Go ahead!!"

After Yang replied again, the intercom system was interrupted again.

"Boom!"

A dull sound exploded below the third floor of the sun sniper one kilometer away. The platform built by civil engineering on the second floor was instantly exploded and countless debris flew away from the book fans.

Xiaochen held the steering wheel, the Buddha held the magazine he had just removed in his hand. The two of them looked dullly at the distance, and the red and yellow flames soared into the sky.

"Boom, boom!"

The second explosion followed closely, and the fire was extremely dazzling.

There was a silence in the car.

Five seconds later.

Xiaochen bit his steel teeth, stepped on the accelerator, and his back to the sea of ​​fire, quickly left.

"...he...he...he...why did he say it?!" The Buddha looked down at the gun and asked in a stuttering voice.

"Huh...huh!"

The breath that Xiaochen was holding in his heart squeezed away his biting teeth and burst out. He stared at the windshield glass with his eyes, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and said, "... Say... Say... Say call us!"

"Ah!!" When the Buddha heard this, tears burst out from his eyes.

"When you didn't come... we had just worked for two years..." Xiao Chen kept saying, while driving: "At that time, there was no money in his hand... there was no channel for receiving work... I'd give 30,000 US dollars, Ilke, the war zone in Syria... we both went in... Haha, fuck, so many years... our buddy has never seen any scenes, and no guns have been seen?!... It's okay... He said that if he could run out... he would definitely run out!"

"Yeah...Yeah!" The Buddha nodded repeatedly with tears in his eyes.

"The phone...don't...don't turn off the phone...he can't contact us..." Xiao Chen said the more he said, his tears getting harder. When he was talking, he was sobbing that he couldn't speak clearly...

Two men who had no home and no business, who lived in this turbulent country like iron men, were crying in a daze at this moment!

"Damn it... I shouldn't have taken this job... I'm going on vacation...!" Xiao Chen slapped himself hard.

...

South Sudan.

Daxun called the intermediary again who was responsible for contacting Xiaochen and others.

"Hello?!"

"The phone has been connected, no one has answered it, and now it's turned off!" the middleman said simply.

"...Is there any other contact information?!" Daxun asked again quickly.

"there is none left!"

"…!" Daxun was speechless for a moment.

"I can only ask someone to help me find out!" The middle-aged man paused for a while and replied softly.

"I'm in trouble, I'll send me a message as soon as possible!"

"Okay!"

After saying that, the two ended the call, and then Daxun talked about the situation here to Lin Jun again.

...

Changc, Rongfu Kangnian.

After receiving this letter, Lin Jun felt inexplicably panic because he had lived like this with blood on the edge of the knife, so he was very sensitive to such things that suddenly could not be connected.

That night, Lin Jun took off his clothes and was in the lounge, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and was fiddling with the phone for a while.

The next day, it was around 8 o'clock in the morning.

Peng Guoqiang, Zheng Ke and other members of the task force met Lin Jun in the office.

"... Have you contacted me?!" Peng Guoqiang sat on the sofa and asked after a while of silence.

After Lin Jun glanced at him, he asked expressionlessly: "What happened to the family?!!"

After hearing this, Peng Guoqiang took a sip of water and did not reply.

"Old Peng!! My Lin Jun spitting is a nail. Tell me about this. I will never contact the Buddha secretly without replying to your letter!" Lin Jun frowned and added seriously: "I promised to ask him to help you attract him abroad, and I will definitely do it!"

Peng Guoqiang scratched his nose and then intervened directly and responded: "...A murder occurred in Wuchang. A little brother from the Big Buddha was electrocuted when he was chased. After our investigation, we found that these people chasing this little brother were just looking for the Big Buddha!"

After hearing this, Lin Jun twitched his lips: "Have these people found out?"

"No!" Peng Guoqiang shook his head and responded: "If there were any other clues, I wouldn't come to find you!"

Lin Jun was silent.

"Di Lingling!"

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang, and Lin Jun glanced at Peng Guoqiang, then walked away two steps and picked up the phone.

"Hello?!"

"…!" Daxun was silent.

"Why don't you talk?!" Lin Jun frowned and urged.

"... The middleman helped inquire. A gunfight and explosion occurred in Syria last night... and the location was... the place where Big Buddha, Xiaochen and the others went to negotiate...!" Daxun touched his head, gritted his teeth and said, "... Seven or eight died at the scene... The middleman said... There were originally living people... but before the people who went there... could not take away the injured companions... so he shot all the living people and fucked them to death..."

Lin Jun said with his head, then asked with his lips tremblingly: "Can you... be sure it's Yang and the others?"

"…!!" Daxun said after being silent for a while: "I don't have any confidence... this middleman won't say that! And... so far... the three of them can't contact you!"

"Bang!"

After three seconds of silence, Lin Jun threw the phone directly on the desk, then held the edge of the table with both hands, lowered his head and said nothing.
Chapter completed!