"Sol Keim and his bodyguards have left, are you sure you don't want to leave first?" Wang Zhen stood next to Walter and asked in a low voice.
Walter's answer was unreasonable: "Tomato said that with your arrangement here, if the terrorists do not have heavy weapons, plus the two of them, it will be difficult for them to break in without 100 people."
"Conservative!" Wang Zhen held his head high and said with arrogance: "If the terrorists are of the same level as before, no matter how many of them come here, they will die, but no one knows whether they will find mercenaries to mess with them.
"Why bother?" Wang Zhen stood beside him and whispered: "The confidentiality of your whereabouts is not strong. There are too many channels for it to be leaked. You can't expect any results."
"It's not necessary. If you don't have fortifications here, I will definitely go back to Jordan now. The problem is here..." Walter pointed, "I just want to watch those people come out and be torn apart by bullets."
Look, damn, I have to let those guys know that it’s not that easy to kill me using this method!”
"Although I think it's useless, if young people are not full of energy, why call them young people? Fuck them!" Wang Zhen said with a chuckle.
"I have caused you trouble. I don't have any better way to compensate you. How about a short-term security order? 300,000 US dollars." Walter raised three fingers and said.
"Haha, I think this is the best way to compensate. There is no other way. Let's get to know each other again. I am the boss of Glory Defense. You can call me Wang. Imperial Barrier did not give me a penny when outsourcing this task to me.
, and the reason why I took it was to take advantage of this opportunity to meet a big shot." Wang Zhen smiled and stretched out his hand, "Obviously, now I have found him."
Walter was stunned for a long time by Wang Zhen's straightforward words, and said with a bit of laughter and tears: "You are different from the Chinese I have met. They speak very tactfully, but don't you think you are too straightforward? Besides, I
He’s not a big shot either.”
"I am an honest person, and orders on the battlefield should be as simple and straightforward as possible." Wang Zhen shrugged, "That's enough for me."
Walter: He's so honest!
With 300,000 US dollars, Wang Zhen was even more motivated. He called on Donkey and several others to start making arrangements for possible attacks by terrorists.
At night, the five people in Wangzhen, including Walter's two bodyguards, stayed awake, waiting for possible attacks at any time.
These two guys didn't say anything, but they didn't want to leave, and they wanted to avenge their companions.
However, after waiting until 3 o'clock in the morning, the imaginary attack did not come. Wang Zhen couldn't help but think, have these terrorists changed their gender?
As we all know, terrorists have an extremely strong revenge mentality, and this is the only thing that reflects their toughness.
There was no other way, so several people pulled out their sleeping bags and lay down directly in the trench to sleep, leaving only Shovel to watch the surveillance.
In fact, I didn't even get much sleep, just over 3 hours. At dawn, even if they couldn't get up, the staff at the medical point would have to get up to work.
Checking the health of those children, giving vaccinations, and treating patients. There are thousands of people in the camp. It can be said that the work will never be finished.
Looking at the people coming in and out, Wang Zhen frowned more and more.
You know that terrorists are going to attack here, but there are many people coming and going here. You can't stop working because you don't know when the attack will come, and the terrorists are likely to be hiding there. So, what should you do?
He had never encountered this kind of situation before, which made him feel a little at a loss for a while. His previous work was all offensive. Even the rescue mission was a level-breaking game. Killing all the enemies was a natural success.
"Counter-terrorism missions and so on are the worst fucking missions. No matter how much money you give me, I won't take them anymore!" Wang Zhen felt sleepy and irritable, cursing while eating breakfast.
"This is what scares people about terrorists. It's not the damage they can cause, but the kind of waiting that you don't know when it will happen. We have taken over similar jobs before, and we have no choice but to improve."
Be alert and wait silently." Tomato said, "By the way, the breakfast is great, what's its name?"
"Abalone and bacon stewed with potatoes." Wang Zhen thought for a while. Dried abalone, dried bacon, dehydrated vegetables, and the only fresh ones were potatoes. They were stewed together, heavy in oil and salt, and the donkeys even added a lot at the end.
Put the sugar in.
This taste is indeed liked by the soldiers, and it has three outstanding characteristics.
"This is the best breakfast I've ever had on the battlefield, bar none. Did you make it?"
"My specialty is cooking." Wang Zhen shrugged.
"Crispy pancakes!" Tomato exclaimed. The most interesting thing is that this sentence was said in Chinese, although it sounded weird.
"Uh, no, I have never been a soldier. I was a chef before I started this career." Wang Zhen gave himself a high hat.
"Oh, that's so cool!"
Wang Zhen smiled. He was being held at gunpoint while delivering food. He was really wearing his pants.
"Why is your nickname Tomato?" Wang Zhen couldn't help asking after all. Guo Jingyun lowered her head and suppressed a smile but was too embarrassed to look over.
"What's wrong? The first plant I planted when I was in middle school was tomatoes, and I also love tomatoes." Tomato explained.
"Wow." Wang Zhen exclaimed, "Pull up your Thai pants."
Donkey, Shrapnel and the others looked askance at Wang Zhen, hehe, it must not be that simple!
"Haha, do you like tomatoes too? I know Yao likes tomatoes very much. He often shouts tomatoes after completing a dunk or blocking a shot." Tomato asked with a smile.
Wang Zhen smiled and gave a thumbs up.
After breakfast, seven people worked in groups. Two people took turns watching the surveillance. The remaining people also worked in groups to watch the refugees coming in and out to make sure they did not carry weapons or explosives.
In the morning, around 10 o'clock.
The inspection work was rotated every hour, but there was nothing I could do, it was too hot.
At this moment, it was the turn of the donkey and the shrapnel team. Three people came from the direction of the camp. A woman in a black robe walked in front, six or seven meters behind her, and two men also wearing robes followed behind. Everything looked like
It's all normal.
However, Donkey and Shrapnel were immediately alert, because the three of them were all wearing robes, especially the woman who was wrapped the most tightly, revealing a pair of eyes.
It must be noted that not every Arab wears a robe. Most of the time, they still wear ordinary clothes.
Robes are inconvenient for working, but they are very convenient for hiding things.
When he was about six or seven meters away from the two of them, Donkey pointed his gun at him and shouted loudly: "Open your robe."
One sentence immediately made the two men angry. They were chattering in words that the donkeys couldn't understand. They looked excited, but they didn't seem to make any move to take anything out from under their robes.
Their eyes fell on the woman, and at that moment, the woman in black robe screamed and rushed towards them.
In one second, even if you rush slowly, you can still reach three or four meters.
With this movement, Donkey and Shrapnel's heads suddenly buzzed, "No, it's a suicide bomb!"
Without thinking, the muzzle of the gun pointed straight at him and he pulled the trigger instantly.
"Da da"
"Da da"
"Da da"
"Da da"
At such a close distance, the woman in black robe was shot continuously in the chest and abdomen, and blood splattered on her body. It was unclear whether it was pain, anger, or courage. Her mouth was wide open, and her face towel was soaked with blood.
It was not only shrapnel and donkeys who were shot, but also two terrorists. When they touched their waists, they didn't even take out their guns. They just put the sawn-off AKM under their arms and fired at them.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down. The two terrorists roared and swept away. The two donkeys were hit by bullets and their bodies shook a few times. The woman in black robe reached out and grabbed her chest and pulled hard, staggering.
He took a step back and fell backwards.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, and blood and minced meat exploded along with the shock wave, splashing out more than ten meters away.
The sudden sound of gunfire instantly woke up Wang Zhen and others in the armored vehicle. They stood up and reached for the shooting hole. However, before the shooting hole could be opened, there was a big explosion.
broken!
Wang Zhen didn't care so much. He rushed to the back door and jumped out, landed on the ground, took a step, put the gun on his shoulder, and turned to look at the donkey.
What caught his eye was the blood-red ground and the two people lying motionless on the ground.
About ten meters away, two guys in robes were struggling to get up.
At this moment, Wang Zhen didn't even think about whether the two of them were innocent and didn't need any evidence. He didn't even need to take aim and just pulled the trigger, "ta da" "ta da"
The bullet seemed to have grown eyes on its own, and it was accurately pulled from the top of the two people's heads across more than 40 meters. It blasted a big hole in the back of the neck with the brains and broken bones, and the person died without even a groan.
"At 12 o'clock, an armed pickup truck appears and is rushing over."
"At 9 o'clock, there is someone running this way. I think they are terrorists." The sound of a watch sounded in the earphones.
"Shovel takes over surveillance, tomatoes, watches, into the trenches."
"The poet goes to the hospital roof to first attack the terrorists' RPG or heavy firepower."
"Blind man, follow me and save people!" Wang Zhen quickly assigned the task and then ran out, with Guo Jingyun following quickly behind him.
The poet grabbed two more magazines in his hand, put the gun on his back and jumped out. There was the outer wall of the hospital more than ten meters away. Wang Zhen had specially asked for a ladder to be built before, and the poet climbed up in three strokes, five divided by two.
Only here is the highest, where one person can monitor the surroundings in four directions.
Open the safety, replace the armor-piercing magazine, aim, and do it all in one go. It only takes two or three seconds to complete all the preparations. Pull the trigger continuously, 'bang', 'bang' and 'bang'!
A bullet spanned a distance of more than 200 meters and accurately hit the front of the speeding pickup truck. The pickup truck swayed a few times and was damaged somewhere. It rushed out about ten meters and stopped in place.
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