Chapter eight hundred and sixty-two: Deputy Head of Wolf Fang
For Lin Kun, who has experienced countless battles on the battlefield, he has a natural acumen for danger, just like a cheetah that can smell danger from a distance of two kilometers. A large number of mercenaries continue to pour in secretly.
The river was flooded with darkness, each with a stern face and holding a Russian specially made AK in his hand.
Eight Fingers noticed Lin Kun's subtle changes and asked, "Kunzi, what's wrong?"
Lin Kun didn't stop, and fiercely pulled Ba Finger over. A bullet swished through the air, hitting the back of Ba Finger's head. If Lin Kun hadn't suddenly pulled him, he would have been shot.
Already.
"Fuck me!"
Eight Fingers cursed angrily, and fired two bullets from the short-barreled shotgun in the direction of the bullets. A muffled grunt sounded in the darkness, and he didn't know whether the opponent was dead or alive. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
Lin Kun and others rushed behind the container. Lin Kun took a deep breath before answering, "The number of people on the other side is probably far greater than we imagined. It is estimated that a regiment of troops is coming this way."
Not only the eight fingers, but also the expressions on the faces of several people changed when they heard the sound. According to the normal establishment, a regiment has about a thousand people. Even if the regiment Lin Kun refers to is a regiment organized by mercenaries, less
It is said that there must be three to five hundred people, and the other party has three to five hundred people.
And they are all elite mercenaries. There are only six of them. This difference in strength is not an ordinary disparity. In other words, it may be easy for them to escape, but if they want to save Zhang Xiaoya again, I am afraid it will be difficult.
There is only one percent hope.
One percent hope, in other words, no hope!
Lin Kun looked at his brothers who had known each other calmly and said, "Brothers, I'm very grateful that you can accompany me here. I'm afraid it's impossible to rescue Xiaoya now. How about you?"
Get out first, don’t leave your life here!”
Jiang Kuisheng said surreptitiously: "We have all withdrawn, what about you?"
Lin Kun said: "I will protect you."
Jiang Kuisheng sneered: "Lin Kun, we have known each other for a few years. Although we don't often stay together, I still understand your character. The fact that the other party is willing to send so many troops proves that Zhang Xiaoya is very important.
Regardless of whether that girl is important or not, given your character, how could you watch your friend fall into the hands of others, let alone the hands of an extremely dangerous person like Arctic Wolf..."
Eight Fingers snorted coldly, and raised his hands angrily: "Lin Kun, you don't regard us as brothers, what's the point of dying alone!?"
Prime Minister Long also shouted anxiously: "Brother Kun, the life of my Prime Minister belongs to you. You let me escape at this critical moment? Do you look down on your brother?"
Yu Zhijian said: "Brother Kun, we share life and death."
Murong Bai looked at Lin Kun with a smile: "Brother Kun, if we really end up hanging here, will Rong'er cry for me? And sister-in-law Jingyao, she never seems to care about you, but I dare
Said she would definitely cry."
Lin Kun looked at his brothers who had died, and there was a burst of gratitude in his eyes. None of them was an outstanding person. Jiang Kuisheng was once one of the top ten ruthless men in the Chinese mercenary world. Murong Bai was also known as the Jade-faced Scholar in the killer world.
, Eight Fingers is known as the gun god in the Chinese arena, and Yu Zhijian is the elite of the Siberian Tiger Special Forces.
Ying, Prime Minister Long also occupies a place in the mercenary world of China. These people are usually aloof and undisciplined. Who could have imagined that these people would gather together today and be willing to do anything for the same person.
And for this, amidst the hail of bullets, what awaits them is a fate of narrow escape and bloodshed in a foreign land.
Lin Kun didn't even know what he was thinking in his heart, whether it was out of loyalty to the country or personal feelings for Zhang Xiaoya. Although he never regarded this little girl as someone he liked, he always regarded him as a little girl.
Sister, at this most critical moment, he can also risk his life for her without hesitation.
This is a truly warm friendship in the heart and the passionate morality of a good man!
Whispering, the mercenaries in the dark are surrounding them. Arctic Wolf has such a terrifying mercenary group under his hands, so he has been able to gallop around Southeast Asia for so many years. No country has the leisure or willingness to take huge risks.
To destroy such a terrifying military force, Russia would send special forces to harass it from time to time every year, but in Lin Kun's opinion, it was more like avoiding suspicion.
Lin Kun and others held weapons in their hands, and everyone gathered together with firm eyes. What was about to happen was a near-death fight!
"Sister, I'm here..."
Gu Wei, who had been squatting aside, suddenly rushed out and shouted in the direction of Black Spider and Arctic Wolf.
Hearing the sound, Lin Kun's whole body was left as a shadow on the ground. He pulled Gu Wei back with a strong force. Gu Wei fell directly to the ground. Almost the moment Lin Kun pulled her back, there was a wave of smoke in the air.
A series of bullets whizzed past where she had just been standing, whistling with a cold murderous intent.
"You're crazy!"
Lin Kun yelled angrily at Gu Wei who was on the ground. Gu Wei raised his head and looked at Lin Kun with aggrieved expression, "What can I do? I don't want to see you die. This is all my fault.
I want to make it up to you!"
"childish!"
"Woooo..."
Gu Wei cried aggrievedly.
…
On the other side, Gu Qiang angrily yelled at Zydlovsky: "Arctic Wolf, are you crazy? That's my sister!"
"Your sister?" Zheidlovsky looked dismissively, "Anyone who dares to stop me will only die, and the same goes for your sister! What's more, my men just saw with their own eyes that your sister took the initiative to follow me.
Spider, you don’t want to play fairy dance with me, I really can’t see which group you belong to.”
After Zydlovsky finished speaking, the men beside him raised their guns and pointed them at Gu Qiang. The men beside Gu Qiang also raised their guns. The two sides were at war with each other at any time.
"Put down your guns!" Zydlovsky waved to his men, "Don't be powerless against Miss Gu. Miss Gu is our partner, and we always treat our partners kindly. Miss Gu, you don't have to worry too much about your sister.
, According to my observation, the relationship between the Mobei wolf and your sister seems to be unusual, otherwise he would not have risked his life to save her just now. With the protection of the Mobei wolf, your sister should be fine."
Gu Qiang also asked her men to put down their guns, took a deep breath and said, "Arctic Wolf, I hope you can ensure the safety of my sister."
Zydlovsky laughed loudly: "Gu Qiang, I'm afraid you have to say this to that Mobei wolf."
Gu Qiang secretly clenched her fists, but there was nothing she could do about it. She also deployed her men secretly, but compared with the people under this bastard in front of her, her own people were nothing to do. She could only accept her fate now, but then again
Speaking of which, if her sister is really in a desperate situation where her life is in danger, she won't mind fighting this Arctic wolf to the death, even if her Black Spider and her men die together.
"Eldest sister, the third head of the family, she..."
The Qingzhu's body was brought up in front of her eyes. Gu Qiang's body was shaken violently, and the expression on her face was indescribably sad for a moment.
"Black Spider, look, our common enemy is the Mobei Wolf. He must die here today!"
Gu Qiang's face was expressionless, and she ignored the Arctic Wolf's gloating at the side, and said to her subordinates in a calm tone: "No matter what happens, we must take the third master with us and bury her on our own land."
"Yes, eldest sister!"
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Not far from here is a military garrison in China, a regiment affiliated to the Heilongjiang Military Region, with an establishment of almost a thousand people. These thousand people are all hard-trained special forces, guarding the border of China.
At this time, the gunshots here have been heard, and the soldiers outside the military garrison have also seen the exchange of fire here, but the soldiers are not moved at all. The garrison is on full alert 365 days a year.
state, if the gunfire on the opposite side comes from Russia and threatens our Chinese territory, this regiment of more than a thousand people will immediately enter a combat state.
There has always been peace in Sui Town. There are too many gangs here, and guns are not well controlled. Fighting between gangs like this happens from time to time, whether it is the Chinese garrison or the Russian garrison on the other side of the bridge.
, they have long been accustomed to it, and they have never intervened in the fighting between these gangs.
Strictly speaking, these matters are handled by the police, but the police in Sui Town, regardless of whether they are Chinese or Russian, the first reaction when encountering such a thing is not to rush up, but to hide as far away as possible
Far, if you go against these brutal gangsters, there will be absolutely no good fruits to be gained. No one can make fun of his own life.
Several figures quickly approached the military station from the darkness. The two special soldiers in the guard box immediately raised their submachine guns and went on guard. They shouted: "Whoever doesn't answer, shoot immediately!"
Kaka...
The sound of a bullet being loaded.
The strong light hanging on the wall of the station instantly locked onto the figures approaching. The leader was a young man who was not very tall, about 1.75 meters tall. There was a faint line of hair on the left cheek.
The scar looks like it was left by a bullet.
He has a pair of eyes as sharp as a wolf galloping in the northern desert. Behind him are more than a dozen figures, with the same stern face and the same sharp eyes. These dozen people exude an aura that is extremely inconsistent with the number of people.
The scene rumbled towards L guard box.
No one answered among the dozen or so people. A golden military emblem suddenly appeared in the hand of the young man in charge. The special forces who were on alert immediately looked surprised, relaxed their vigilance, and asked loudly: "Which military region are they from?"
The young man at the head replied: "Mobei!"
The special forces soldier asked: "What are you doing in Mobei in Heilongjiang!"
The young man at the head said domineeringly: "Deputy Commander of the Langya Corps of the Mobei Military Region, meet your leader!"