Battlefield Contract Worker

Lin Rui and others have been lurking on the hillside without moving. Except for the guards, the rest all took a nap.

The fortress in the distance is on high alert, and the personnel in the fortress are also in a tense mood at all times. There is only one exception - Gross.

This former member of the Israeli Special Forces Wild Boy has an extraordinary calmness. The battle was imminent, but he was not worried at all. He was sitting in the command room of the fortress, facing the mirror, and slowly trimmed his beard on his temples with a knife.

He was still young when he left the army, but now he is in his forties. After more than ten years in the **** storm on the international battlefield, in addition to making his name Gross quickly red with blood in the mercenary world, it also made his beard appear a little gray. But in any case, he is still Gross, one of the most dangerous mercenaries in the world today.

"Report from each team." Gross said lightly to the microphone in the command room.

"The first team is normal. During the inspection of the fortress from east to west, there is no sign of invasion. It's over."

"The second team is normal, the frontal defense is intact, and there is no invasion. Finished." "The sniper team is in normal condition, finished." "The internal defense team is all normal, finished."

Each team responded in a timely and rigorous manner, but Gross frowned. The time limit for this assessment is 72 hours. According to common sense, this rookie team should launch a raid at night, because night raids are more beneficial to their attackers. But for some unknown reason, this team seems to have been slow to act. And I don't know what these rookie mercenaries are doing now.

Gross put down the sharp saber in his hand and jumped up from the seat. He said slowly, "Attack him unprepared and surprise him. The victory of this military family cannot be passed on first."

"Sun Tzu's Art of War, you know this too?" A young man sitting across from him smiled slightly.

"I am a soldier, but a soldier must understand this grandson." Gross looked at the young man and said, "Mr. Jiang, but you don't seem to be a soldier."

"I am the representative of Morningstar Company, the on-site evaluator of this actual confrontation. Strictly speaking, you can treat me as an accountant." The young man named Jiang smiled calmly, "You are soldiers, and I A businessman. That's all the difference between us."

"Businessmen don't carry this with them." Gross put a pistol on the table and sneered, "Walter Company's HKP7 pistol is known as a world-class pistol. Using 9mm Parabellum, The total length is 171 mm, the total weight is 078 kg, the barrel length is 105 mm, the muzzle velocity is 351 m/s, and the effective range is 50 meters. However, the capacity is only eight rounds, and the appearance is too delicate."

"It seems that you know a lot about guns." Jiang calmly nodded.

"It's okay." Gross said coldly.

Mr. Jiang said slowly, "Then you should understand that, no matter how good-looking or not, a good gun can kill people. And no matter how many bullets a gun has, the key is to be able to hit people. The difference between a good accountant and a good gunman is the key. The biggest thing in common between them is precision and speed. Gross, I've shown the greatest goodwill, even handing over my gun. You're not going to interfere with my audit evaluation, are you? Don't forget, I represent your employer."

"My employers are all bastards, villains and shameless politicians." Gross shrugged disapprovingly, "Of course Morningstar is no more noble than my previous employers. Considering the influence of Silver Wolf Michelle at the top of Morningstar Force, I have to guard you. So not only can the gun not be returned, but you have to stay here lest you do anything that will harm fair play."

"You, Gross, do things without any leakage. You have won my respect in this regard. So in terms of careful evaluation, I can give you a good evaluation." Mr. Jiang said with a smile.

"No, you seem to have misunderstood what I meant." Gross shook his head, "I mean I won't let you stay in my command room like this." He lowered his face and waved his hand, "Give me the He was handcuffed."

Gross gave an order, and a few mercenaries, five big and three thick, immediately came. They grabbed Mr. Jiang and placed him on the seat with handcuffs. Even his feet were covered with high-strength nylon ropes. bound. Mr. Jiang was calm, looking at Gross slowly, "Gross, what do you mean? Do you want to interfere with my work? I can tell you that the employer will be very unhappy."

"Since you are an audit evaluator, it should be enough to bring a pair of eyes." Gross said slowly, "Although I restricted your freedom of movement, I did not cover your eyes and ears. Everything that happened here, you are Will see and hear. But only as a bystander, I will not risk letting you in and out of my fortress freely. On my team, I have the final say, even if you are the owner of Morningstar, the precedent set Never break."

"But you are like this, I can't work properly. Tactical evaluation is a comprehensive and complex work, not a simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. If I don't examine and evaluate all the items, then my analysis data is one-sided and not representative. . Gross, are you being too cautious in dealing with an accountant like this?"

He smiled lightly and said, "Unfortunately, you are an accountant who can use guns, and you have a unique taste for guns. You are right, I, Gross, have been in the field of mercenaries. It's just being careful. And that's why I'm still alive, and I'm going to live for a long time. And that's why you have to be here today, right under our noses. Whether you're actually doing those **** data Evaluation, or for another purpose, you have no chance to make trouble."

Gross turned around and shouted to his subordinates, "Order the squads to step up their vigilance. The order of patrolling is one more important. Today is the first day of the thunderbolt plan, and it is also the most dangerous time. In any case, you must remain vigilant until dawn."

Gross' orders were simple and straightforward, and his team executed them more efficiently. It is this tacit understanding and efficiency that makes them famous internationally. But this time Gross was clearly disappointed. The birdsong in the empty mountains of the Caucasus Mountains and the light morning mist all herald the arrival of dawn. All night, those rookie newcomers did not show up.

Gross seemed to be sitting in the command room somewhat silently, and he also stayed up all night. In the corner of the command room, Mr. Jiang, who was locked in the chair, yawned, "What time is it?"

"Five o'clock." Gross said coldly.

"Oh, good morning." Mr. Jiang sighed and said, "Can I have another cup of coffee?"

Gross shook his head, "It's not good to drink too much coffee. You've already drank a lot this night."

"Yeah, but I'm still asleep. My contract with Morningstar doesn't say anything about making me work overtime. It seems that after I go back, I have to revise the contract and ask them to give me a raise." Jiang Mr. smiled wryly.

"I also want to know what the **** these Chinese people are doing." Gross frowned. "We didn't take advantage of our unsteady footing and launch a raid overnight, and this first night was wasted. A total of seventy Two hours, they've wasted five hours. And it's a precious night. As a military assessment expert, what do you think of this?"

Mr. Jiang said indifferently, "Pour me a cup of coffee, maybe I will give you some advice. You know that from the company's standpoint, my identity should actually be neutral. To provide you with advice is undoubtedly suspected of favoring you. I If you do, shouldn't you buy me a cup of coffee?"

Gross winked at his subordinate, and the big Israeli man walked over and poured a cup of coffee for Mr. Jiang. Considering that Mr. Jiang's hands were bound, he put a straw in the cup.

"Thank you." Mr. Jiang nodded gracefully. Although the situation is not good, trapped in a chair, but his demeanor is as leisurely as enjoying high-quality service in a cafe. But after he took a sip of coffee, he frowned again, "Gross, you're good at fighting. But a job like making coffee isn't even as good as an Irish country girl."

The big mercenary under Gross took out a gun and put a gun against Mr. Jiang's forehead, and grinned, "You're right, we're not chicks."

"Tell your people to take the gun away." Mr. Jiang said coldly, "Then I'll give you a piece of advice. Whether or not you can listen to it is up to you."

Gross gave the big mercenary a wink with a gloomy face, and the mercenary let go of Mr. Jiang a little resentfully.

"The first point, Gross, what I want to tell you is to wait for work." Mr. Jiang said slowly.

"Waiting for work with ease?" Gross frowned. "We defended the fortress, and they ran long distances. Who is Yi and who is work? The advantages and disadvantages are self-evident, right?"

"Indeed, they came from out of town to take part in this assessment. They didn't have an advantage, but they maintained a good attitude and rested overnight. What about you? You didn't sleep last night, so I was also with you. Staying up all night here. Not to mention the hard-working brothers outside you. Who do you think has an advantage and a disadvantage in the current state?" Mr. Jiang said slowly.

"The plan of exhaustion is so cunning." Gross said sharply, "It seems that they will definitely arrange a surprise attack tonight. Send my order immediately, and each team will take time off. Before nightfall, you must maintain a certain period of time. sleep."

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said, "Gross, as a professional soldier, you may have some skills, but as a commander, your assessment is completely unqualified."

"What do you mean?" Gross snapped.

"Why do you decide that they must attack at night?" Mr. Jiang said word by word, "The temperature is getting higher now, after lunch, with such good sunshine, people are the most easily tired and sleepy, and the most focused. It's easy to disperse. So noon is the most dangerous time."

Gross was slightly startled, turned his head suddenly, looked at Mr. Jiang and said sharply, "Who are you?"

"As an audit assessor, you can also call me an actuary." Mr. Jiang said coldly.