Battlefield Contractor

    Cape Town station, the music of the underground heaven, as always, the hustle and bustle, lights and the figure of women make this place full of psychedelic colors. Lin Rui sat in front of the bar and knocked on the table.

    Bar owner Angel glanced at him and said faintly, "What wine would you like?"

    "A cup of hot milk." Lin Rui sighed.

    "If you don't drink, what are you doing in a bar?" Angel glanced at him somewhat dissatisfied, coldly.

    Lin Rui shrugged and said, "Because I don't have a place to go. But sitting here without a drink makes it seem a bit unsocial."

    "So you just mix in a group of drunk mercenaries and drink a cup of hot milk?" Angel frowned.

    "In fact, because you have cheap milk here, and I am a bit poor." Lin Rui smiled.

    Angel looked at him, poured him a glass of wine, and pushed him with his finger. "Count me out."

    "Why are you inviting me to drink? I remember all the mercenaries here said you are a miser." Lin Rui took the wine glass and muttered while looking at the amber liquid inside.

    "First, because I don’t have milk here. Second, I sympathize with the poor, and I don’t want you to be too uncomfortable." Angel actually said plausibly.

    Lin Rui smiled, turned to look at the teammates who were reveling in the distance, and said strangely, "Angel, you and they all say you are a person with a story. Can you tell me your story? Why are these? People are afraid of you and love you."

    "My story is actually your story." Angel wiped the table with a rag, turned his head and glanced at him, "The difference is that I am retired, and you have just started. Waiting for you to live to my age Naturally, my story becomes clear. And I have to correct you a little bit. They don't love me, they just love the wine and service I provide."

    "It makes sense." Lin Rui nodded and raised his glass to him, "In order to live to your age, I have to drink this glass."

    While they were chatting casually, Zhao Jianfei walked in, raised his hand and blew a sharp whistle.

    Lin Rui turned his head and took a look, "It seems that something has been done again."

    "I hope you have something to do, otherwise I can't help but ask you to have a second drink." Angel smiled.

    Lin Rui smiled and pushed aside the chair, and followed Zhao Jianfei out. The rest of the team members also came out one after another. Qin Fen and Peng Lefeng leaned on their shoulders and supported each other, while Ivan was bare-chested and abdomen exposed, and his muscles were unscrupulously exposed. They saw that Zhao Jianfei was a little puzzled, "What's wrong, Captain?"

    "Some emergencies need to be dealt with." Zhao Jianfei said slowly, "What about Yelena?"

    "Come." Yelena pushed out the bar.

          "Well, I'll give you twenty minutes to figure out a way to wake yourself up. Twenty minutes later, I will gather in the small building and have the latest task." Zhao Jianfei slowly said.

    As soon as they heard the word mission, these team members couldn't help their expressions, and then all dispersed without saying a word. Only Lin Rui was still standing there. Zhao Jianfei looked at him and said, "Did you not drink?"

    "Drank a drink, and it was provided by Angel free." Lin Rui shrugged.

    "Well, it seems this old miser likes you a lot. I rarely get his free drinks." Zhao Jianfei shrugged.

    Lin Rui frowned, "What the **** is it? I remember that we are no longer in the combat sequence of the African Division, and now the African Division is in a mess. What tasks need us to gather so urgently. ?"

    "You are right, this time it is a real big task. The chief has specially appointed us to do it, which shows the importance of the company's senior management to this task." Zhao Jianfei slowly said, "Specific, we will talk about it later. ."

    Twenty minutes later, all the members of the UFO team assembled in their small building. Zhao Jianfei looked at everyone and said, "We have a new mission, and this mission is very important. What I want to tell you in advance is that this is a dirty job."

    "Dirty work?" Ivan frowned.

    Military security companies have a very special definition of "dirty work", which refers to all sensitive tasks that cannot be seen. Due to some special reasons, regular troops cannot intervene, or are unable to bear their risks, and are usually completed by mercenaries like them. It is the best that can be done, and if it is not done, there will not be too much risk and loss for the employer. And such tasks generally involve serious international impact.

    So when I heard "dirty work" Ivan couldn't help but frown.

    "Who are you helping this time?" Yelena asked suspiciously.

    "This time is different. We are not helping anyone, but directly for the company." Zhao Jianfei said slowly, "The goal of this mission is a very special character."

    After he finished speaking, he put a picture on the screen through the projector. The picture showed a black man, strong and young, wearing a camouflage uniform and holding an automatic weapon.

    "Is it him?" Lin Rui frowned.

    "Yes, his name is Gu Lei. This person has a very special identity. He is a member of the royal family of the oldest nation in Africa. In 1989, the kingdom was destroyed by the internal mutiny of the army and a group of warlords overthrew the dynasty. Since then, Ben Gulei, who should inherit the throne, went into exile. He wanted to rejuvenate his country. He did a lot of things. He contacted various military organizations and received systematic military training. He also maintained certain contacts with many African heads of state.” Zhao Jianfei slowly said. .

    "It sounds like the African version of Revenge of the Prince." Lin Rui teased.

    "Yes, and it's a very **** version." Zhao Jianfei said slowly, "In order to seek as much assistance as possible, he had personally participated in many military conflicts in Africa as a mercenary. In 1993, he was only 20 years old. Gu Lei participated in the command of the Mogadishu Battle that shocked the world at that time. He relied on his guerrilla warfare experience accumulated by fought in various places, and in the urban street fighting, he severely defeated the U.S. Rangers and Delta troops."

    "I'm going, so exaggerated?" Ivan's face changed suddenly.

    "Yes, this battle was included in the classic example of contemporary urban street fighting. After the battle of Mogadishu, the U.S. military directly regarded ground warfare as a daunting route. Later, whether it was Operation Desert Fox against Iraq or Kosovo During the war in Libya, the U.S. military adopted non-contact combat methods - air strikes." Zhao Jianfei said slowly.

    "Then this time, are we going to deal with this Gulei?" Lin Rui frowned.

    "No, we have to try to rescue him." Zhao Jianfei said slowly.

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