Battlefield Contractor

One day later, a vehicle with the International Humanitarian Rescue Organization drove into the barracks in Marsar. The few people who got off the car were all standard Russian burly men. All of them wore grey-yellow sand camouflage and walked into Marsar's office surrounded by a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Mr. Marsar, you better give me something of value." The Russian looked at Marsar and said.

"Of course, we had a deal before." Marsar nodded, and he took out a dirty bag from under the table and put it on the table. "I think you should look at this first."

"This is..." The brawny man next to the Russian intelligence officer immediately reached out and took the bag, and checked it. When they found the passports, the man in the suit nodded, "Yes, it's him. Where is the person?"

"It's been shot dead. But it's not the person in the photo. We checked, and that person was just a mercenary. We found this backpack from this mercenary. That's why we notified you." Marsar shrugged.

"The mercenary? How could he have this bag? Have you interrogated?" The man in the suit frowned.

"How is it possible that these guys are desperadoes. In order to kill him, I killed at least six brothers. Let alone captured them alive." Marsar shook his head. "I checked that mercenary. They seem to be very professional. The equipment is the top quality of the US military."

"I want all the belongings of this mercenary." The Russian said solemnly.

"Of course, to be honest, some of my men like their short m16, you know it looks cool." Marsall shrugged, "but I still ordered them not to move, so these Everything is still there, do you want to see it."

The Russian ignored him and went forward to look through it. A brawny bodyguard immediately said to the Russian intelligence official, "They are all American. These mercenaries should help the Yankees."

"Communication helmet." The Russian intelligence officer hesitated and nodded. The strong man unscrewed the communication module from the helmet and found a memory card. He handed the memory card to the Russian official, "There should be video information in it."

The Russian intelligence officer nodded, turned on the portable mobile computer, connected the memory card, and read the video information in it. There are many intermittent things in it, but the video recording one night attracted the Russian official. He kept playing back nervously, and watched at a very slow speed.

"Is this the Alexei we're looking for?" a bodyguard frowned.

The Russian intelligence officer nodded, "Yes, it's him. But he seems to be arguing with this mercenary. There is not enough light to see clearly. Damn, they did it!" The results shown in the video surprised them and helpless. That Alexei seemed to be killed by mercenaries. Moreover, the mercenary carried his bag on his back and left.

"This... Aleksey is actually dead?" The Russian intelligence officer said in disbelief. "Damn it, if it weren't for this video, we'd probably still be looking for him, and I don't know when to find it."

"It's no wonder that we haven't got any information about him for such a long time. It turns out that he has been killed." The brawny bodyguards also said helplessly. "But why did these mercenaries kill Alexei?"

"Aleksey has cash in his bag, and you also know who the mercenaries are. These years, such a large pile of cash is enough to make people feel evil. Maybe this mercenary doesn't know Alex. Thanks for the details, so I did it all for money." The Russian intelligence officer frowned, "God, this is really stupid."

"Gentlemen, excuse me. We had an agreement before. I will help you find the agent you want, and you will provide us with a certain amount of arms and supplies." Marsar looked at the Russians.

"Of course, this is also the result of your inquiries. We will provide you with the arms you want in accordance with the agreement. You know that our Russian government has always valued the relationship with you." The Russian intelligence officer nodded, "So You don’t need to worry about this, but I have to take away these things, including this video material."

"Take it away, I want this thing useless. I just care about the assistance you promised me. I'm currently in a state of war. These arms and supplies are too important to me." Marsall Nodded again and again.

"Mr. Massar, you seem to be nervous." The Russian looked at him with some doubts.

"Can I not be nervous? You helped me with the guy who was easy to find. After doing it for a long time, you said that this guy is dead. Seeing that the assistance you promised is going to fly away out of thin air, if I were Don't be nervous, that's a ghost." Marsar said helplessly.

"It turns out that this is the case, Mr. Marsall, you can rest assured. Everything we promised you will be fulfilled well. Even if the goal we are looking for is dead, your efforts are still worthy of recognition. We promised. There will be no discounts on weapons, equipment and material assistance. Although we cannot publicly support you at this time, we will secretly assist you. You are our friend." The Russian intelligence officer nodded.

After a few Russians whispered to each other, they left. After they were gone, Marshal let out a sigh of relief. He was indeed a little nervous just now. Fortunately, the past was concealed. If these Russians really saw the clues, things would not be easy to handle. I was lucky just now.

Lin Rui walked out of another room and nodded to Marsar. "Congratulations, Mr. Marsar. Now you have not only won the trust of the Russians, but also the appreciation of our employers. Your performance today is simply impeccable. In the days to come, they will also give you the help you want. You are one step closer to winning the entire South Sudan."

Massar smiled bitterly, "If they know the truth, I'm afraid I will..."

"There is no truth, what they are talking about is the truth. Moreover, in order to cover up their mistakes, some Russians will not pursue this matter at all. All you are absolutely safe." Lin Rui shrugged, "Next, you should be logical. Eliminate the hunt for Alexei. Concentrate on fighting your battle. Let us take care of the rest."

"Well, I will announce this right away." Marsar said carefully, he no longer dared to underestimate the Asian young man, even speaking, he tried his best to control, not so loud.