Battlefield Contractor

"Kudo, how was the situation yesterday?!" The bearded person in charge of the seventh group said to Kudo Masaoka while busy processing the last program in his hand.

Kudo Masaoka was holding a coffee cup in his hand. He was taking a sip of coffee and leaning against the bearded desk. "Yesterday there was nothing. We interrogated a few people, but the shadow broker was still missing. It is said that some mercenaries from the Black Isle are protecting her. What do you think? John?"

"It's not surprising that people like her have the money to hire the best mercenaries. But it's your and my duty to find them. It's our job. No matter who the other person is under the protection. You'd better find them quickly. They." Bearded John looked at Kudo Masaoka.

"Be alert when things happen, and adapt to changes is the way to success, but I just follow your orders. We are responsible for arresting people, but not for finding people. This is what you should do." Kudo Masaoka shrugged.

"Of course, we have not given up on tracing. In Brussels, we have used all the resources we can use." Bearded said, "but you have to cooperate with us. Here you are, take a look at this first." He held the file. Passed it to Masaoka Kudo.

"What is this? Mercenary information?" Masaoka Kudo shook his head, "Who is this?"

"You have never contacted these people, but in Africa, they are the most famous military company with enough energy to cover the sky with one hand. They have defense contracts with many countries in Africa to assist or directly replace these countries in fighting. On the list is the most powerful special team among them, known as most of the members of the O2 team." Bearded John earnestly said.

"It looks pretty good." Masaoka Kudo flipped through the information and left it on the table. "So now, if we catch these people, we can find the shadow broker?"

"Yes." Bearded John whispered. "Although these people have a good set, after they came, we did not track down any whereabouts of the shadow broker. But according to our analysis, they are still in Brussels."

"I understand." Masaoka Kudo nodded, "As long as you determine the location, I will find them, and then grab the woman from their hands."

"What do you think I called you for?" Bearded John switched the images on the computer. "This is what our people captured in the vicinity of the Lower City two hours ago. Obviously they should have been hiding in the suburbs before. But as our search continued to expand, they returned to the Lower City of Brussels. Trying to hide and seek with us. But they don't know, we have already prevented them from doing this.

Now we have locked their location without them being alert. They are near a warehouse in the downtown business district. According to our investigation, the warehouse was specifically rented to people who collect and sell stolen goods. "

"Give me the exact location, and I will rush over immediately." Kudo Masaoka immediately got up and said.

"Don't you need to prepare?" Bearded John frowned.

"We are the Red Tide Army, so we are ready at any time." Masaoka Kudo sneered. He snapped his fingers and a dozen people walked towards him at the same time, all of them wearing red ties like him. Without any unnecessary conversation, they all followed Kudo Masaoka and walked out.

Two hours later, Masaoka Kudo and his people had assembled near the small warehouse. He is holding an anti-material sniper rifle with excitement today. He has only played with this weapon on the shooting range. Although he has seen its tremendous power through steel plates, the feeling of hitting the enemy’s body is still It will make Kudo Masaoka feel passionate. There is a chance to show off tonight.

He moved the big guy up the bushes, and he couldn't help cursing the designers secretly, why not design it to be lighter, these idiots! Blame and complain, Kudo Masaoka's great interest in it has not diminished in the slightest. He habitually stretched his hand to his waist to fetch the bullet and put on the magazine.

"Hey, this thing is really good!" Kudo Masaoka thought, putting the heavy gun **** on his shoulder, his eyes resting on the scope. In the green mirror surface, countless small scales are depicted on the number axis that intersects parallelly and vertically. The strokes of the surrounding vegetation are concentrated to the center of the mirror surface. There is no window in the warehouse, but the door is opened.

The woman seemed to be talking, she walked around the house, she stopped. In the scope, the woman turned into a red image, her bones and internal organs were exposed, and every rib was clearly visible. She drank a glass of water, and the water poured down the esophagus, Kudo Masaoka saw everything clearly behind the scope. In the high-precision thermal imaging scope, a peach-shaped object beats rhythmically in the transparent chest of the shadow broker. In the scope, the cursor under the control of the microcomputer analyzer is searching for the target.

"Found it, aim." The red light spot stopped on the peach-shaped object, locking it still.

That is the heart of the shadow broker! It’s a pity that it’s not our job to kill you. Masaoka Kudo’s muzzle moved down and aimed at the shadow broker’s leg, his fingers bent into a semicircle on the trigger.

Suddenly, a jeep drove up in the distance. Masaoka Kudo was awakened by the sound, released his finger and looked back.

A tall guy walked to the warehouse door with a bunch of colorful balloons in his hand, and suddenly let go. A bunch of colorful balloons floated everywhere.

"Oh, damn, what are you doing?" The shadow broker recognized that the person holding the balloon was Jiang An, and before he could finish speaking, "Well" an orange electric light struck through the colorful balloons. After hitting the opposite wall, a huge black hole suddenly appeared on the wall.

"Get down!"

Jian An yelled, took a step forward, pushed the Shadow Broker to the ground, and threw himself to the ground.

The other people in the warehouse had not reacted yet, yet another electric light came, and the huge gunpowder air flow pushed the large-caliber warhead, making a loud noise on the reinforced concrete wall.

The shadow broker, lying on the ground, was shocked by the scene in front of him, and pulled him up to run quickly.

"We are being watched, go! Lower your head and follow me!"

The two people crawled forward in the house, and the bullets moved up and down. Although hitting the hard concrete, the splashing sparks looked like fireworks that were set off during the festival when they were children, but they were deadly flowers of death.