Battlefield Contractor

"It seems to make sense." Lin Rui looked at the black man and made a secret gesture to signal the O2 players beside him to relax.

"But we are not the only ones. We guess what the consequences will be if you kill them? Those who stay on the side of the oil well will resolutely retaliate. In Africa, no one dares to treat the people of the Black Island Company like this." Lin Rui looked at the black man and said.

The black man grinned, "Of course, but they can't retaliate against us. Half of the road is occupied by the Dinka. After we killed you, we left the supplies on the car, and then sent all your bodies and cars. Go to the other side of the highway. Even if your people find out, they will think that you are going to the Dinka people. As a result, there was a conflict and died in the hands of the Dinka people. They would be very annoyed, but they would not be directed at them. We got angry, but went to the Dinka. You say, is this a good idea?"

"It sounds interesting, but there is a big problem." Lin Rui said calmly.

"What's the problem?" The black man frowned.

"You don't have any confidence in your own words, otherwise, you would have fired a long time ago, would you still spend so much tongue with me?" Lin Rui sighed, "Besides, your performance doesn't seem like The meaning of killing. I will teach you a trick for free. If you are really determined to kill, at least you must turn on the gun insurance."

The black leader was taken aback, then turned to look at his gun. But just before he was distracted, Lin Rui suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand and moved the weapon in the hand of the black leader, and punched him in the weak underbelly. This punch hit the black man's abdominal nerve plexus directly. The black leader felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and almost vomited all the food in his stomach. But Lin Rui raised his hand to strangle his neck, and turned around to block him in front of him.

This black man was at least 1.5 meters tall and his body almost completely covered Lin Rui. Although the Nuer militants were in chaos and clamored desperately, they were actually not sure to shoot.

"Just calm down and listen to me carefully." Lin Rui strangled the black man's neck and sneered. "There are seven cervical vertebrae. The atlas is the first cervical vertebra, and the occipital bone is in the ligament. With the help, the human body’s strongest and most stable joints are formed, and the head is firmly fixed. The joints formed by the second axis and atlas are the most flexible of the joints in the spine.

If you want to turn your head, the main thing is it. However, the flexibility is good, the stability is worse, and the atlantoaxial joints are easily damaged during trauma. For example, as long as my hand is suddenly wrong, this man's head is likely to be broken without a fulcrum. "

The black leader was shocked and angry. Just now Lin Rui's punch was so thunderous that he almost killed his life with one punch. Now that Lin Rui was about to break his neck, he was suddenly nervous. "You dare not move me, you want to kill me, you won't be able to get out at all."

"Really? Not only did I move you, but I also hit, what can I do? We have never threatened others, but no one dares to threaten Lao Tzu." Sergey grinned and raised the assault in his hand. Rifle, burst of laughter wildly.

Lin Rui grabbed the black leader but looked at the others, "You better keep your eyes on this side. Have you seen the flagpole?" He pointed to a distant outpost. Flagpole.

The black militants all turned their heads to see that there was a bird on the flagpole. It is a red-cheeked and blue-decorated finch common in South Sudan, which landed on a flagpole in the distance.

These black militants did not know what Lin Rui meant. But as Lin Rui waved his hand, there was a clear gunfire, and the bird immediately fell from the top of the flagpole. To be precise, Toba should be scattered all over the place. The shot almost smashed the poor bird.

All the militants were shocked, Lin Rui did not aim decently at all, he still grasped the black leader with one hand, and with the other hand, grasped the gun fired by the hand of the black armed leader. And at such a distance, even if these black militants took aim, they might not be able to shoot down the bird. These tribal militants, who have seen such precise marksmanship, were all stunned for a while.

These black tribal militants are very superstitious. There are even wizards in their tribal armed forces, who pray according to ancient tribal rituals before each battle. When they saw this small young man, they beat their strongest boss with a punch. And raising a hand can shoot down a bird in the distance. Many people are already afraid, thinking it must be some kind of witchcraft.

Some militants have become very ugly, and some have been whispering about it. People among these African tribes are even more in awe of witchcraft than guns. They unanimously believed that this foreigner was probably a witchcraft person, otherwise how could it be possible to punch the boss and shoot down a bird at such a distance.

Lin Rui showed this hand, even the black leader became a little frightened.

"Have you seen it? I can tell you that we still have a sniper nearby. If any of you dare to move, the next bullet will penetrate his head." Lin Rui said coldly. "Now you shouldn't doubt that we have the ability to kill any of you. Now it is time to make a choice, whether we are in peace with us or become enemies with us."

Lin Rui pushed the black leader away suddenly and returned the gun in his hand. The black leader took the gun and wanted to raise it, but he really lacked enough courage. The leader of the black militants can only bite the bullet and say, "You are not afraid that I will shoot you?"

"Very scared. But I have enough confidence in my people that they can kill you the moment you raise the gun. And it's a headshot, just like the bird just now." Lin Rui said calmly.

The leader of the black militants finally did not raise the gun, but just waved his hand to let the surrounding militants make way.

"It seems that you made a wise choice." Lin Rui nodded and turned into the car. Then he poked his head out of the car window and said, "I will give you time to prepare, so you can evacuate tomorrow. But remember, from now on, our vehicles and personnel will distinguish anything under your control. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that something worse will happen."

The leader of the black militants said nothing, letting them go all the way.

"Those outsiders must have witchcraft." A black man next to him whispered, "It's right not to provoke them."

The black militants grabbed the black man angrily, and shouted in a low voice, "Don't mention them anymore. We will withdraw tonight and leave this hell."