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The rebel soldiers looked at the sky in panic, and the convoy loaded with Deshka heavy machine guns began to turn their guns and prepare to fight back.

Unfortunately, in terms of distance and power, it is no match for the "Hellfire" missile.

After the three SH-60Ks completed their bombing, the ground was already a sea of ​​fire, and no intact vehicles could be seen.

The helicopters began to circle around the house where Qin Fei was located. The machine gunners on two of the helicopters controlled the 7.62MM caliber Gatling machine guns next to the hatch and began to shoot at individual targets on the ground.

With the help of night vision goggles, the rebels on the ground were completely powerless to fight back. The U.S. military on board the SH-60K "Sea Hawk" was just like driving a helicopter to hunt animals on the grassland, and it was almost a one-sided massacre.

There was also a leading SH-60K "Seahawk" hovering behind the yard. After the rope was thrown down, the eight SAS members slid down the rope like dumplings and fell to the ground.

These killers quickly established a defense line around the courtyard, and then divided into two combat groups, killing all the way towards the main house and the courtyard.

How could those poor rebels be the opponents of these lunatics?

A dozen rebels who hid in the yard and around the house and had just escaped the SH-60K helicopter sweep were all killed by two SAS teams coming from behind the yard before they had time to take a breath.

SAS attacks rarely leave anyone alive. The person in front knocks the opponent down, and the person behind him will immediately shoot again when he sees that he still has breath. No one will be left alive.

Qin Fei still heard the sound of the helicopter's propellers despite being groggy, and his collapsed nerves that were about to break also relaxed at the same time.

"Is there anyone alive in the X mercenary group!?" The voice of SAS leader Captain James sounded outside the door.

To be honest, during the meeting in London, Qin Fei didn't like this guy and even suffered from this guy, but now to his ears, this is the most beautiful sound of nature.

"I'm here! Still alive! There are still three living team members in the small bungalow!"

Qin Fei called out his position with all his strength.

Several figures with their faces covered, wearing night vision goggles and desert camouflage uniforms appeared at the door.

Qin Fei still didn't put down the gun in his hand, but he could see that these were not rebels.

"One of our own!"

James also noticed Qin Fei and made a vigilant gesture to him to indicate that he had no ill intentions.

Qin Fei lowered his gun, and James and his teammates rushed in. They helped Qin Fei sit up on the ground, and someone else ran to check on Kunchai and Polar Bear.

James personally served Qin Fei, checked his body, and said, "Fortunately, it's not fatal!"

He gave Qin Fei a thumbs up: "You are amazing!"

Qin Fei grinned: "Should I be happy or scold you? I got praise from the SAS, but can you come earlier!? Damn it, if you wait any longer, you'll have to collect the bodies for us!"

James chuckled, "I'll help you out."

After saying that, he set Qin Fei up and the two of them walked out of the square.

Passing by the polar bear, Qin Fei stopped and asked, "What happened to my people?"

"It's okay!" A SAS team member who was a medical officer made an OK gesture to Qin Fei, "He was knocked unconscious, no one was injured!"

Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving the yard, Qin Fei sat down next to a broken wall, then pulled out the kettle, took a sip of saliva to rinse out all the sediment in his mouth, and spit it on the ground. After taking two sips, he took off his helmet and drank all the water.

It rained all over my head.

The cold feeling made Qin Fei feel a lot more comfortable. Looking around, he saw all the dead corpses of rebel soldiers.

The SAS team's operation continued. They kept clearing the surrounding area and, with the cooperation of the machine gunners on the helicopter, killed all living rebels they could see.

Gunshots came one after another. Qin Fei sat next to the remaining wall and felt as if he was in another world. Those gunshots seemed to come from another world.

The old fish was quickly helped here.

"You're not dead yet?" Old Yu glanced at Qin Fei, who was even more embarrassed than a drowned dog, and said with a smile, "You look really embarrassed."

Qin Fei glanced at Lao Yu's feet and said, "You look no different from a lame lost dog."

The two of them had narrowly escaped death, so they had no scruples and started teasing each other.

Soon, all the team members were sent here to gather. What reassured Qin Fei was that no one died, but they were all injured, and it was not serious, and there was no danger to their lives.

"Damn, we are so lucky!" Old Fish sighed, "Should I thank God or Buddha?"

"God has forgotten Africa a long time ago." Qin Fei said with a smile: "Buddha, you were uneducated when you were a soldier? We soldiers don't worship the ghosts and gods when we enter the temple."

The old fish couldn't help but laugh again.

The surrounding rebels were quickly cleared away, and the remaining SH-60Ks also landed around the courtyard. Victor was carried out on a stretcher.

Passing by Qin Fei, Victor stretched out his hand to signal to stop.

He struggled to get up from the stretcher and said to Qin Fei: "Thank you for your kindness. From today on, you will be my good friend, Victor. When we get to the aircraft carrier, we will discuss specific cooperation matters."

Qin Fei nodded and made an OK gesture to Victor. Seeing that the pen holder was still stuck on Victor's chest, he said with a smile: "You'd better heal your injury quickly. I see you

I’m really not used to talking to me with a pen holder stuck in it.”

Victor was sent away, and not long after, Sophia suddenly ran back.

Standing in front of Qin Fei, Sophia was a little at a loss.

"What? Miss, do you still want to scratch me?" Qin Fei raised his neck, where there were a few bloody marks scratched by Sophia, "I know how to fight back, don't think you can attack me without hitting a woman."

Thinking of the reckless attack on Qin Fei in the off-road vehicle that morning, Sophia blushed and muttered: "I'm sorry, Qin, I was too worried about my father's injury at the time..."

"Okay, okay." Qin Fei waved his hand impatiently, "I'm a grown man, and I don't care about you women. If you want to apologize, I tell you, it's not necessary. I saved your father for other purposes.

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"I know...but I still want to thank you..." Sophia said, "If you need my help in the future, you can call me."

help?

Qin Fei secretly laughed in his heart, he was a mercenary, what kind of help did he need from Doctors Without Borders?

He felt that Sophia just wanted to apologize, so she was just looking for something to say.

So he waved his hand and said: "Okay, I don't worry about those nonsense. You can safely send your father to the aircraft carrier for treatment. His injury is not serious."

Sophia hesitated for a moment, suddenly squatted down, stuffed something into Qin Fei's hand, then got up and ran away.

Qin Fei was stunned for a moment, then he opened his palm and saw that it was a piece of paper with a phone number written on it.

Lao Yu glanced at the note in Qin Fei's hand, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, God's fate is in vain..."


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