Battlefield Contractor

The journey seemed to be safe, but when he was about to leave the city, Hafez was in trouble. A group of soldiers set up a barricade in front, while constructing anti-breaking spikes, while questioning passing pedestrians.

Hafez's heart squatted, and he looked around with some alertness, confirming that it was only Libyan soldiers and no one else, so he relaxed a little.

"What's going on?" Hafez poked his head out of the car window.

"Sir, for temporary inspection. It is said that a small group of infiltrating anti-government forces is operating nearby. We are ordered to martial law." The Libyan soldier looked at him.

Hafez handed over his ID, "Hafez of the Libyan Security Forces, open the roadblock, I need to go out on official business."

"Of course sir, but according to the regulations we need to check your vehicle." The soldier was a little embarrassed.

"What are you talking about? Check the security forces' vehicles. I think you are crazy." Hafez frowned. "I have top-secret information on my car. Did you check it out if you wanted to? Your head? Let him come. , I will talk to him."

In addition to counter-terrorism tasks, the Libyan security forces also undertake certain military supervision tasks. Actually equivalent to the military police force. Hafez believes in his identity, and ordinary soldiers dare not provoke him easily. As long as he intimidates a little, the other party should give way obediently.

I didn't know that the soldier couldn't turn his head. He turned his head and said, "Sir, wait a minute, I'm going to find our captain." He even left Hafez and left alone, which made Hafez a little bit dumbfounded. It didn't look like it was coming to me, otherwise, how could there be no one else guarding here? At least none of the mercenaries were seen, let alone the French troops. This made Hafez feel relieved, but he desperately needs to leave here. Because the longer it is, the worse it will be for him.

It was hard to wait for the soldier to find an officer, but he was not someone Hafez knew. Hafez frowned, "Didn't we go to your head?"

"Sorry, the regimental commander is not here at the moment. I am a second lieutenant of the garrison." The officer saluted Hafez. "That's how it happened. Because we found the infiltration of opposition forces, we came to the door and asked us to strengthen access management. So we passed by here. All vehicles in China must be registered and must be photographed for future reference." He held the camera in his hand and said, "It's just a routine process. Please also the chief to cooperate with us."

"Why haven't I heard of such a rule?" Hafez frowned.

"Sorry, sir. We are not the people who made the rules." The second lieutenant said helplessly, "please get out of the car. Let's open the door and I will take a few photos."

"I have top-secret information on my car, so it is not convenient to accept your inspection." Hafez said hard.

"Then take the information with you. We just need to take a picture of the car without any lethal weapons or explosives." The ensign nodded. "This is also a routine, you know."

Hafez looked around and got off the car a little bit reluctantly, but he didn't forget to bring the metal box when he got out of the car.

"Well, don't say I don't cooperate with you. Hurry up and finish taking the photos, I'm leaving now." Hafez shook his head.

"Of course, of course." The ensign nodded repeatedly.

Upstairs in the distance, Yelena was aiming at Hafez with a sniper rifle, "The target has got off the car, he has a box in his hand." She reported through a wireless headset.

Lin Rui was slightly startled, "What kind of box?"

"A medium suitcase, metal texture." Yelena reports.

"Damn, there is something wrong with that suitcase." Lin Rui immediately thought of something, "According to Sana's explanation, they made suicide vests and a few suitcase bombs. You must be careful, he carried them with you. The box may be a suitcase bomb. Once the dirty bomb is detonated in the city center, in addition to direct damage, it will also cause a certain amount of radiation pollution."

"Understood. The target is within range, I will pay close attention to his actions." Yelena whispered, "As long as I can aim at his hand, I can shoot down the box from his hand." Yelena whispered. In order to prevent the **** from escaping, they have set up an ambush here in advance, Yelena even brought a Russian-made KSVK 12.7 mm sniper rifle.

This heavy sniper rifle, weighing 11 kilograms, was originally used to destroy vehicles that attempted to escape. Once it hits a human body, it can blast off the opponent's arm with one shot. But Yelena needs a good line of sight, and currently she can't aim at the hand of Hafez carrying the box. "I need him to turn around." Yelena whispered.

Crazy Horse whispered in the communication channel, "I'm coming!"

After speaking, Crazy Horse came out from a place and said to Hafez, "Lieutenant Hafez?"

"You are?" Hafez turned around when he heard the news, looking at him suspiciously.

As he turned around, his right hand holding the box was exposed in front of Yelena. Yelena pulled the trigger without hesitation, "Bang!" With a dull gunfire, Hafez's arm was shot. The large-caliber bullet directly interrupted his forearm, and his entire hand fell on the box along with it. When he got to the ground, he himself was also driven by the huge impact, and he threw himself to the ground.

Crazy Horse immediately rushed forward and stepped on his back, preventing Hafez from taking the pistol around his waist. The ensign next to him also rushed forward, pressed his hand behind his back, and disarmed him.

Crazy Horse sneered, "Check his belongings."

Several mercenaries rushed up, searched Hafez, and found several fake passports and some cash from him. Crazy Horse checked. The photos of these fake passports were all Hafez himself, but their names were different. Obviously it is used to hide the true identity.

"What is this? Where do the security officers want to hide their identity?" Crazy Horse snapped. "Damn, I hate this kind of **** the most, tie it up and take it away!"

Hafez's face was pale, knowing that he could not escape this time, and he gritted his teeth abruptly.

"It's not good that he is taking poison." Sergey exclaimed.

"Let him spit it out!" Crazy Horse shouted.

"It's too late. This is spying equipment. Potassium cyanide drugs inhibit the activity of respiratory enzymes and cause intracellular suffocation. Inhalation or inhalation or transdermal absorption of small amounts can cause acute poisoning. Pain nerves can even cause sudden death due to cardiac and respiratory arrest without time.

It is a cyanide capsule used by the KGB or the CIA in the 1980s and 1990s. He is usually hidden in his mouth and swallowed directly after being bitten. Given the current medical conditions in Libya, he is already mortal. Sergey shook his head.

Hafez lay on the ground, convulsing sharply.

"Damn, but what we want is to live!" Crazy Horse reluctantly put down Hafez.