Battlefield Contractor

A corner of a block in Virginia, USA. 81中文网 Maklowski opened the door and walked in. This is a small gym. It's not very big inside. In addition to a few rows of fitness equipment, there is a boxing ring in the middle and a heavy sandbag hanging on the other side.

A man sitting on the ring saw Makovsky walk in. He raised his eyebrows, "It's not open time yet, come back this afternoon."

"I'm not a fitness member here." Makovsky smiled.

"I can see it, but the newcomer needs to understand the rules." The man looked at him mockingly.

"The rules will always be broken." Makovsky walked over.

The man didn't look up, but calmly said, "Perhaps, except for the rules here." After speaking, he jumped up and stared at Makovsky.

Maklowski reached out his hand and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him, "I'm here to discuss business."

The man took the business card and looked at it, his face a little slow, "Are you the person White introduced?"

"Yes." Maklovsky nodded.

"Then, come with me." The man took Maklovsky to the back of the gym and opened a secret door. The two of them walked down together, passed a dark tunnel, and came to a large basement. The light inside is dim, but it can be seen that this is an underground shooting range. Some weapons are on the side, and there are several shooting headsets on the table that prevent the sound of gunshots.

There were several people waiting inside, and it was not surprising to see them come down.

"Gentlemen, the boss is here. We have a new task." The man who brought Makovsky down whispered.

"Unexpected. What's the job this time?" a strong black man frowned.

After Maklovsky sat down, he smiled, "At Quantico base, I want to get rid of one person."

"Killing in the Quantico military base? It's not a joke." A man with a mustache frowned.

"The price I paid is not a joke." Makovsky smiled slightly and said in a low voice. "I know that some of you are working as security guards at the National Academy of the FBI. That's why I came to you because this task is very suitable for you."

"Are you crazy? Can't you do it elsewhere?" Mustache said in surprise, "There is the FBI training base. Do you know how many federal agents and special security forces are there? This is the first time I heard of it. Someone dared to kill people there."

"This is an opportunity, and it is not a question of how much money you can make. And you will become heroes. I mean Captain America is a hero who saves the world, don't you Yankees like this tune?" Sky mocked.

"What do you mean?" Mustache frowned.

"I mean, if you kill this person, not only will you not take any responsibility. You will become a hero, and maybe you will get a medal." Makovsky smiled and threw a photo on the table. "This is the person."

The black man picked up the picture and looked at it, "Is this the old guy? His life is worth so much? Can we become heroes?"

"Yes, that's him. Don't look at him inconspicuously, but in fact he is a famous man. He has been on the list of ten most wanted criminals twice, and the most successful arms tycoon from the end of the 20th century to the beginning of this century. The most beautiful At that time, the entire Africa and the Middle East were fighting each other with the weapons he provided. From rifles to missiles, from grenades to tanks, there was nothing he wouldn't dare to sell." Maqlovsky smiled.

"Aladdin? I've heard of this man, God, I always thought he was an Arab." When the black man saw the name, he was stung by a scorpion, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"This person is not good, we can't do this. If it's an ordinary person, then there is no problem. But this person is too big. After killing him, maybe we will not live for twenty-four hours. And it is like Quantico. In the place where it is, this is simply looking for death." Moustache also began to retreat.

"Listen to me, gentlemen, you are the guards there. So you shot and killed a notoriously dangerous man in a sudden situation. You will not be questioned at all, I will plan everything to make this look like It was like an attempted terrorist attack, and this old guy was the mastermind.

So you just performed your guard duty properly. "Maklovsky whispered, "What's more, the money I gave will save you from being a guard for the rest of your life. "

"Tell me, what are you going to do?" The mustache frowned.

"Aladdin did not have the proper authority to enter the National Academy of the FBI. That is to say, as long as he appears there, then his identity is an intruder. Whether he uses fake documents or not, he bought the guards. Good. He broke into a secret base for training federal agents without authorization.

Based on this, you have a reason to shoot. And I will do some tricks to make the scene look like this old guy wants to sneak into the base and destroy it. For example, I would get some weapons to plant him. "Maklovsky said with a smile.

"A notorious international wanted criminal broke into the FBI's training base with arms, trying to do something wrong. He was shot dead on the spot by a few conscientious guards, avoiding a tragedy. This seems very reasonable." The black eye turned. .

The white mustache was silent for a while and said, "But this old guy is a big man. It's not a good thing for us to kill him. I have heard of this guy, but his subordinates are very powerful."

"The boss is dead, will his men still die?" Makovsky smiled. "Furthermore, the place where the accident happened is the FBI site. They will not release your names. They will give you secret recognition, but they will never disclose your identity. No one knows that you killed him.

You will get honors and bonuses, and of course this generous reward from me. It was simply fame and fortune, and you killed a bad guy, so you didn't have any moral burden at all. how about it? "

"We have to think about this." Mustache said more cautiously.

"Well, if you don’t want to do it, you’d better tell me now. I think I’ll find someone else to do it. God, I’m all envious of having such a chance to be a hero and make such a big deal. A sum of money. Maybe I have to find a job as a guard in the future. Think about it." Maqlovsky mocked.