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Chapter 369

Qin Fei put his hand on the doorknob and tried it gently.

Fortunately, there were guards outside the door, so the door was not locked.

Qin Fei replaced the USP magazine with a new one, nodded to Diego, then grabbed the lock and twisted it, and rushed in first.

This room is very large, with two rooms inside and one outside.

Two Somali soldiers were sitting on the sofa outside, smoking. When Qin Fei came in, he was shot down before he could stand up.

"Numa, Edgar!"

The people inside seemed to hear some movement, and footsteps sounded.

A tall and thick black man appeared at the door of the inner room holding an automatic rifle. Qin Fei couldn't help but raise his USP and fired two shots at him. With two muffled sounds, the guy fell back into the room and fell on his back on the floor.

superior.

Qin Fei didn't stop for a moment and rushed towards the inner room against the wall.

As soon as he walked to the door, a round of bullets hit the door frame, and the splash of cement shards and sawdust made Qin Fei's face hurt.

If there were sound and light grenades at this time, Qin Fei would definitely throw one in without hesitation. This thing has no fatal power, but it can temporarily make people lose their ability to resist.

But it didn't happen, so Qin Fei could only rely on himself.

He threw himself towards the door and slid in while lying down.

Sure enough, with a series of gunshots, a stream of bullets almost flew past Qin Fei's scalp, and the scorching heat even made Qin Fei's hair smell like it was burning.

It was too late to worry about anything else. The moment Qin Fei fell to the ground, someone had already entered the inner room, and there were three armed men in Somali attire inside.

Qin Fei continuously pulled the trigger and fired all the bullets in USP's gun.

Each of these three people was hit at least three times before they fell to the ground. When they fell, their fingers were still holding the triggers. The automatic rifles spit out tongues of flame. Bullets rained down on the ceiling, breaking the lights.

The rich guys lying on the ground were screaming, and the whole room was like a pigsty that would be thrown into firecrackers.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.

Qin Fei got up from the ground, rolled to a corner of the room, and quickly changed the USP magazine.

Then he carefully took out a small tactical flashlight from his trouser pocket with his left hand, held it behind his back and shined it forward. He held the USP in his right hand and put it on his left wrist, and slowly shone it around him.

On the floor, there were a bunch of rich men wearing loose white Arab robes, and a few other rich men in suits that were covered in dust and looked very embarrassed.

After confirming that all the enemies were dead, Qin Fei said loudly to the group of rich men: "We are the Eritrean military and we are here to rescue you. Listen to me and get out of here quickly and go outside!"

Qin Fei was afraid that the people on the ground were not dead yet, so he quickly shot the three of them.

There were lights outside, making it easy to identify. Qin Fei himself was not sure if there were any enemies hidden among the VIP crowd.

He carefully looked after these embarrassed bosses. These big shots who usually move the world in politics or business no longer have the aura of successful people and nobles. They all seemed to have just rolled out of the pig pen and were kicked out of the pig pen.

He stumbled towards the door like a fat pig.

Because they were usually pampered, several fat men got stuck in the small doorway at the same time, pushing and cursing each other.

"Go back the hell and get out one by one! Don't panic! I'll shoot whoever you mess up again!"

Qin Fei had no time to be polite to these grandsons. You must know that the current situation is completely unstable. There are gunshots everywhere in the fighting hall. The mercenaries, Somalis and guards of the beast camp were fighting in a ball. Without wasting a second,

The danger increases exponentially.

After being threatened by Qin Fei, these big guys finally calmed down and filed out one by one in a well-behaved manner.

After everyone was gone, Qin Fei searched the inner room to make sure there were no enemies. He found some grenades and magazines from several corpses on the ground, filled his own ammunition belt, and then left the outer room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Diego hugging a chubby old black man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Qin Fei is almost certain that this is Diego's uncle Lawrence.

"Oh! Dear uncle, I thought I would never see you again! I told myself that I will rescue you no matter what, don't worry! Our people are already on the way, and the commando team from Tiger Camp has also arrived.

, we will catch all these rebels soon!" Diego said with emotion on his face, hugging Lawrence and kissing him again, and even shed a few tears.

Qin Fei suddenly understood why Diego could rise to great heights as a minister's nephew.

You know, polygamy is allowed in a country like Eritrea. The minister must have many children of his own, and the minister must have many brothers. Why did he choose Diego to be brought into the military as his nephew among so many nephews?

Right arm?

Of course it's Diego's character. At least as a commander of the military, Qin Fei has shouted at him many times, but this guy actually doesn't care at all. He also has first-rate acting skills. He talks to people and talks to ghosts.

, he once wanted to give up rescuing his uncle outside. If Qin Fei hadn't insisted on it, his uncle Lawrence would have been transported to Mogadishu as a prisoner by now.

But now no one can see that Diego has ever had such rebellious thoughts. Anyone who sees such an emotional meeting will think that this nephew is definitely risking his life to rescue his uncle at all costs.

Of course, Minister Lawrence was so moved that his big, fat palms almost swelled Diego's shoulders.

"Diego! I really saw you right! Among all the nephews, I think you will be the most promising!"

Qin Fei just wanted to go up and kick this "most promising" nephew in the butt to end his disgusting stage play as soon as possible.

"Mr. Minister, I think you have something to do. Finally, go to a safe place and say it slowly. The situation here is very chaotic. We must leave immediately!"

As he spoke, he pulled Diego away and whispered into his ear: "Damn it, we'll talk about it when we go to the grave. Now put away your little tricks and open your eyes. We're going to

Find a place to leave the fighting gym."

Diego touched the corners of his eyes. He didn't dare to act in front of Qin Fei. After all, he knew everything!

"Don't expose me. It will be good for you if things work out. As long as I am in Eritrea, you will have a good life."

Qin Fei then thought about it, it was true that he couldn't control this guy's promotion and wealth, but at least he had a backer in this world.

The X Mercenary Group has just been established, and all it needs are all kinds of relationships and foundations.

"It's a deal."

After saying that, Qin Fei turned around and clapped his hands to all the big guys and said: "Gentlemen, you'd better not be too happy now. Only two of us have entered here. There are at least a thousand servants in this fighting gym now."

The soldiers, hundreds of Somalis and the renegade guards of the animal camp are attacking each other. I have no intention of taking you all away. I believe you all brought bodyguards. Maybe you can ask your bodyguards to protect you and leave."

After finishing speaking, he said to Diego: "Take your uncle and let's go."

These words were like dropping a bomb in the room, and the chiefs, princes, and those rich guys with billions of dollars immediately exploded.

"Save us!"

"All the people I brought were killed! Wuwuwu..."

"You leave us here to wait for death. You can't do that!"


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