Battlefield Contractor

That night, Lin Rui and others took a rest in the small town temporarily. The next day the rebels brought in several large trucks, all of which were rusty and dusty, regardless of whether they looked like military vehicles after they were given the unit number.

Everything was done under the operation of the rebels. After it was done, they began to move ammunition and weapons to the car. "

"The whole layer on the back of the car is full of armaments, covered with oilcloth and deliberately modified and heightened car baffle, it does not look very conspicuous. Of course, if the other party insists on getting in the car for inspection, it will Exposed. So we must not allow federal troops to wait for the vehicle to check." The hammer waved his hand.

Lin Rui turned to Yelena, "Where is the crystal? Where is her weapon?"

"Arrived after three hours on the road." Crystal came from a distance. "Although these shotguns are only hunting guns, they are at least better than machetes."

"I just hope those **** don't accidentally get hurt everywhere with their shotguns." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "Hammer, where is your machete."

"There is a house there." The hammer took out a rusty machete from the house and threw it to Lin Rui. Lin Rui took it in his hand and weighed it. This machete was quite heavy and sharp. This machete was only a farm tool used by African farmers for production. But it is really frightening to be used to hack people.

Lin Rui chopped the machete on the wooden post with a single knife, the blade plunged deeply into the wooden post. He nodded, "It's okay. What information do you have in the labor camp?"

"Someone has spread the word, they have received the news of tomorrow's hands-on, and several prisons are secretly preparing. Once we rush in, they will definitely cooperate with us." Hammer whispered.

Lin Rui nodded, "Well, it seems that the preparations are almost done. We will do it tomorrow." In fact, he was able to do it tonight, but he was cautious and delayed the action. He needs to compare the information sent by the Israeli intelligence team with the intelligence of these rebels. He can act with confidence only if the information is consistent between the two parties.

The crystal weapons were delivered in the afternoon, but the information from the intelligence team arrived in the evening. The Israeli intelligence team has confirmed that the intelligence information provided by these rebels is true. "I know, then, then, wait for action." Lin Rui cut off the communication.

"Why, who are you talking to?" Hammer looked at him.

"I'm talking to our people to confirm the specific information." Lin Rui turned around and said, "I advise you to take a break. We will act tomorrow."

"Before the action, I always couldn't fall asleep." Hammer shook his head, "No, it should be said that after I escaped from the labor camp, I never sleep well. I was always in fear, fear of being caught back again. Said. It sounds embarrassing to get up, but I am really scared."

"Afraid of the life there?" Lin Rui looked at him.

"There, there is no life, and very often there is no guarantee of survival. Do you have the feeling that everything is controlled by others? Others can decide what you do when and whether you can continue to live or die. They can make you die with a single word. And more often, it’s humiliating to live. Even tiredness and pain can make a person forget what humiliation is. What they want is not only your body’s obedience, but also deprivation. Your thoughts." The Hammer whispered.

"It sounds bad," Lin Rui said flatly.

"It's very bad. So I made a decision." The Hammer whispered, "I decided not to be captured again. If they catch me, they can only get my body." He pointed to his bulging waist. . "I wrapped a home-made bomb on myself. This does not ensure my survival, but it can ensure my freedom. In fact, I know that I am not a leader of the rebel army. I am just an escaped prisoner, afraid of being captured again. ."

Lin Rui turned and looked at the scars on the hammer and the bombs on his waist, shook his head and said, "That's your business, but when you rest at night, you'd better stay away from me."

"Rick, I know I'm sorry for this. But I can't help it. We need this Fairforman family power. We need to unite more resistance forces, otherwise many of our resistance forces will no longer have The way to continue. We need fresh blood to replenish and stimulate ourselves to maintain the courage and anger to resist. I can only do this." Hammer sighed, "However, you can rest assured, as long as this action is complete . I will let our people assist you with all their strength."

Lin Rui didn't speak, but just got up and said, "I'll check the situation of the nearby sentry."

The next day, Lin Rui and others set off. The car drove out of the town and into the barren wasteland. After driving for several hours, it finally reached the notorious second forced labor camp.

Arrived at the entrance of the second forced labor camp. Lin Rui jumped out of the car and looked at this place called the second forced labor camp.

I saw a few simple but very sturdy wooden sheds in the desert fields. In the open space in front of the wooden sheds, a few unkempt black people were resting. Their clothes are the ugliest and dirtiest robes I have ever seen. These prison robes with large black and white stripes and almost the same size, no matter the color and style, make people feel a strong sense of hatred. It is a sign of strong humiliation that distinguishes criminals from ordinary people. What is even more frightening and shocking is that these sick-faced, exhausted blacks wear the iron fetters of medieval slavery on their ankles.

They looked at these newcomers with dull and horrified eyes, all faceless, as if paying attention to a group of strange alien visitors.

"Go to work there, you didn't hear what I said clearly! I said everything! Clean up everything here and there!" A black jailer yelled at the prisoners, his unbridled demeanor and high-decibel voice. It's an animal that calls for unpopularity. He had just finished speaking, and the stick in his hand had rained on the black prisoners. The metal-coated rubber club hit the human body heavily, and several prisoners screamed again and again.

It wasn't until the black jailer was tired that he kicked the prisoner who fell on the ground, "Climb over for me, and finish the work in half an hour."

The jailer seemed to suddenly realize the vehicle parked outside, and came over with a **** explosion-proof baton, "Who are you, get out of the car for inspection."

"Internal guard, ninth unit." Lin Rui slowly said, "Open the door and let us in. We are looking for your chief."