Battlefield Contractor

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" A man with the appearance of an officer walked over from outside. Blocked between the two groups of people. It should be that some militiamen ran out to shout when the situation was bad.

"Your people are going to search here forcibly. I've shown to them that this is a member of an international organization protected by us. They are forbidden to harass, but they actually want to force it. Are you a militia or a bandit?" Andel sneered.

"Mr. Colonel, speak politely." The officer lowered his face.

"I also want to be polite, but only bandits will break into other people's homes." Andel sneered.

"Don't forget the colonel. We are the masters here. You are the guests. In fact, we can do whatever we want as long as we are on our own territory." The officer looked at Andel contemptuously.

However, the officer seemed to be afraid that things were going to be frozen. He still gave a little bit of face. After warning Andel a few words, he shook his head and said, "Since this is a United Nations convoy, we can make an exception. But Colonel, you have to understand. , This is an exception. It is not supposed to be."

Andel snorted, "After this incident, I will naturally ask you General Quinn to discuss it."

The officer waved his hand and let the militiamen retreat with him. In the room, white gloves stood at the window, looking at the situation outside, whispered, "The relationship seems to be tense."

"Who? The joint counter-terrorism force and the local militia?" The black man smiled bitterly. "Their relationship is not going to be good. The local militants are all warlords, and they look like everyone is coming to grab territory with them. These joint counter-terrorism forces are also fighting. Focus on the forces and don't put them in the eyes.

Therefore, they have always been talking to each other. In addition, Saloda, who had been a joint counter-terrorist force last time, competed with local armed forces for territory, which was too ugly. So the relationship between the two parties has never been better. This time the commander of the joint counter-terrorism force has been replaced, which is considered a slight improvement.

To put it bluntly, the situation in Western Sahara has caused the militants in those places to be used to wandering among the big forces to fight for their own survival. They just feed unfamiliar wolves. When giving them benefits, the face is full of smiles. But if they make them unhappy, they will turn their faces immediately. "

White Glove shook his head, "These guys are always mobs, but those mercenaries have always been a bit tricky."

"Yes, sir. But it seems that those in the mercenary team are currently in Bill Enzalan. In addition, they have recently occupied Osselder, so they won't notice us for the time being." The black man whispered.

The white glove nodded, "This is the best way."

Everyone's attention was attracted by the confrontation between the local militia and the joint counter-terrorism force. Instead, he didn't notice what happened in the small alley next to him.

The militants of the secret society were guarding at the entrance of the alley, and the truck was parked in the alley, blocking almost the entire alley. No one noticed what was happening behind the car. At this time, the head of another trailer was approaching silently and towed away the container behind the truck.

Then an empty container was hung on the truck. It seems that the truck has not moved. But in fact, the container behind the car has been replaced.

And at the other end of the alley, Gavin and Sergey commanded a group of people to strip off the wall and quickly clear the passage. He just opened a gap in a dead end. Then many workers came up, opened the container and unpacked it.

Take out all the machine parts packed in wooden boxes and replace them with other prepared parts. Gavin took the unobtrusive machine parts from one of his subordinates and wiped them with sandpaper, suddenly revealing the gold hidden underneath.

"Damn it, pretending to look like it." Sergey shook his head.

"They should have a small foundry. It is not difficult to process the gold with the equipment for casting mechanical parts. Moreover, all these things are dyed, and then wiped with anti-rust grease, which looks like some machine parts.

The other batch was directly disguised as copper parts. But gold and copper, once weighed, all understand. "Gavin sneered.

"Take all the gold away and replace it with normal parts in the box. Seal them as they are, leaving no traces. Hurry up, we have limited time." Sergey ordered in a low voice.

The workers below them are actually former smugglers and criminals who sold stolen goods. Unpacking and disassembling all kinds of packaging is simply commonplace for smugglers like them.

The wooden boxes were opened one by one, and then the gold inside was taken out and replaced with various mechanical parts. It was sealed again and placed neatly in a large container. Everyone is responsible for one of the links, like an assembly line.

Within half an hour, they repacked all the contents of the entire container. Then Gavin ordered that the containers after the swap should be hung on the front of the alley again.

The whole process takes 53 minutes, and it’s not over after all. These people have to withdraw from the place where the courtyard wall collapsed. He even rebuilt the courtyard wall. No one looks at it now, this is a dead end with no exit. This container truck has always been parked in this dead end and has never left.

Lin Rui has been waiting for news from Gavin and Sergey. Seeing Sergei returning happily, he knew that things were done.

"No trace left, right?" Lin Rui whispered.

"Gavin has an aftercare team that specializes in handling the traces in the post-production period. The entire car is clean and nothing should be left behind. This old guy is simply an artist with obsessive-compulsive disorder. Even if it leaves a trace, nothing Allowed." Sergey shook his head.

"It's done beautifully." Lin Rui nodded.

"This is a lot of gold. What to do, boss?" Sergey asked.

"It's all the ill-gotten wealth accumulated by the secret agency. Some of the company left behind, and the other part was shared with Gavin and the brothers. I promised that I won't let the brothers be in vain." Lin Rui nodded, " And in the back, I am afraid there is still something to trouble them.

As for how to divide? You and Gavin make up your mind. There are rules, and I don’t understand your rules in this regard. "

"Understood." Sergey nodded and smiled. "Then follow the rules. Except for the company's part, let Gavin allocate and deal with it. But, I don't know what will happen to these secret society **** when they know the truth. I really like it.

"How is Andel?" Lin Rui asked.

"He's still there. But to be honest, this time, he pretends to be pretty." Sergey nodded. "If I were the red and white gloves, I would not doubt him."

"Those gold is counted as his share. This time he helped and deserves to be paid. Besides, I promised to help him get his family out, and these are even the settlement allowance for him." Lin Rui replied.