Qin Fei suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "Don't shake me...it hurts..."
"You were hit?" Diego was a little panicked, "Where was it hit?"
Qin Fei pushed the dead body away with one hand, sat up from the ground, touched his chest, pulled out two deformed magazines from the bullet belt and threw them on the ground.
Touching the bullet holes on the canvas bandolier, Qin Fei broke into a cold sweat.
"Damn it almost knocked the wind out of me!"
When I picked up the magazine from the ground, the cover at the bottom had been blown away, the springs were exposed, and bullets fell everywhere.
"Fortunately it didn't explode, otherwise I would have been a big firework."
"You're lucky!" Diego said, "I think I'll be lucky if I follow you."
"Get out!" Qin Fei said angrily: "Weren't you afraid of tigers before and wolves behind? Why do you change your tone now?"
Diego said dissatisfied: "Hey hey hey, can't you be more polite to me? If it weren't for me just now, you would be dead!"
This is not bragging, Diego's performance just now was really beyond Qin Fei's expectations.
According to the original plan, Qin Fei was supposed to kill the four remaining Somali soldiers while Diego attracted everyone's attention. Unexpectedly, he failed. If Diego hadn't changed his plan temporarily and threw the grenade on the ground, he might have
It has long been beaten into a hornet's nest.
"Old Yu, is there any movement over there?"
Qin Fei immediately asked Lao Yu that if he still failed to attract the enemies at the dock after creating such a big chaos, there might be no hope of success for this plan.
"It's moving, they started to withdraw. Many people are moving towards the fighting gym. They should be able to act according to the original plan in a few minutes." Lao Yu's excitement came through the earphones, "The helicopter is already on the way. As soon as they arrive
, let’s take action!”
"Okay, I'll leave the dock to you."
After Qin Fei finished speaking, he climbed up from the ground and pulled Diego into the corridor behind the stands.
"Let's go, chaos is starting to happen now. We must take this opportunity to find your uncle immediately, otherwise we won't be able to do anything when all the enemies at the dock come over."
The two men picked up the AK-47s in their hands and searched the houses along the circular corridor.
Along the way, they all fell down when they encountered Somali soldiers attacking from the other side.
This did not encounter any fierce resistance, so that Diego began to be proud again, bragging about his shooting skills, and the opponent was killed before he could react.
Qin Fei couldn't help but ridicule the special forces commander who felt good about himself: "You don't even look at the damn clothes you're wearing?"
Diego thought for a while and blushed again.
The two men were wearing clothes stripped from Somali tribal soldiers. On the surface, they looked no different from all Somali soldiers.
No wonder those people were stunned when they saw them, and were shot down before they even raised their guns. It wasn't that Diego was a good shooter, but that his clothes were more effective than bulletproof vests.
"Notice!"
At a corner of the corridor, Qin Fei grabbed Diego and pulled him back behind him.
"There's someone ahead."
Qin Fei cautiously poked his head out from the corner and took a look.
Two Somali soldiers stood at the door of the room seven or eight meters away, holding AK-47s in their hands.
"I think the person is inside." Qin Fei said, "I've never seen anyone guarding the door of the room before."
Diego was a little excited: "So, my uncle is also in there?"
"I don't know." Qin Fei said, "Maybe he was killed. I don't know for sure."
Diego's face suddenly elongated.
"Come on, let's walk over openly. You'll be in charge of the conversation, and I'll be in charge of shooting." After saying that, they pulled Diego and pretended that nothing happened, and walked out from around the corner.
"who!"
The two Somali soldiers at the door immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Qin Fei and Qin Fei with vigilance.
"One of our own! One of our own!" Diego hurriedly waved his hands to express his goodwill: "Don't shoot randomly! We escaped from over there, and those mercenaries have all escaped."
The guard immediately believed it.
After all, Diego spoke pure Somali and was a serious black man. His clothes and the strips on his arms showed that he was one of his own.
"Where did they hit?" the guard asked nervously.
Diego said: "We'll be here soon, you better run!"
"No!" A guard said stupidly: "These are all captured rich people. The leader said that he will take them back to Mogadishu later."
"Where's the boss?"
Qin Fei and the others approached while Diego kept his mouth shut.
The two guards were really unsuspecting and answered truthfully: "The boss is inside, and he is asking the rich guys to call their families and ask them to send the money to Mogadishu through an intermediary.
"
"Oh!" Diego nodded, and the two of them had already reached the guards.
"What should we do? Should we go in and inform the boss?" a guard asked nervously.
Qin Fei felt that he was simply lucky. The guys he met were each more stupid than the last. He walked so close and didn't realize that he was pretending.
"Huh?" One of the guards finally calmed down, "Why do you two look so unfamiliar?"
"International joke!"
Diego's acting skills are indeed top-notch. Qin Fei feels that if this guy is not a special forces commander, he can probably go to Hollywood and be as successful as black movie stars like Denzel Washington or Morgan Freeman.
"How could we meet each other?" Diego wondered, how could he and Qin Fei recognize each other even though their faces were covered?
"No..." A guard stared at Qin Fei's forehead, raised his finger and pointed: "Your forehead..."
Diego turned to look at Qin Fei and jumped immediately.
After a struggle and sweating just now, the dead Somali soldier's body rubbed against Qin Fei's forehead, wiping off a piece of paint.
Qin Fei also seemed to feel that something was wrong with him, and he might have been exposed.
"What's wrong with me? Why are you all staring at me?"
"You..." The light was too dim, and the two guards seemed a little unsure whether they were dazzled.
"What's wrong with him?" Diego pretended to be confused: "Did he lose his color?"
"It seems..." The two guards seemed not to appreciate what Diego said. They originally wanted to say "it seems to have faded," but something didn't seem right.
Yes, how can people lose color...it's not a plastic toy...
Qin Fei fully understood what had happened, his hand was already on the pistol at his waist, and he winked at Diego.
"That's right, don't look at it, the color has faded."
After saying that, while the two guards were completely off guard, they drew their guns and fired a bullet into each of them.
The two puppets guarding the short line fell to the ground softly.
Qin Fei and Diego supported them and slowly placed them on the ground.
"There are people inside. Whether your uncle is dead or not depends on luck." Qin Fei said, "After entering the door, I will control you. Be careful not to shoot the hostages."