Battlefield Contractor

"Boss, give it to the brothers, I have no problem. But why do you give it to Andel, he used to be a member of the secret society." Sergey shook his head, "We keep him alive, it is already very good."

"You can't say that. After all, he is now helping us. Moreover, if his identity is used well, it will benefit us more. Since we want to use him, we can't let him starve, and don't Look at him differently." Lin Rui waved his hand. "Do as I said."

"Understood." Sergey nodded.

After receiving the news that the subcontracting operation had been successful, Ander found the white glove again, "Sir, you have seen the situation just now. Although the relationship between us and the local armed forces has eased, after all, it is not harmonious. Today is not a good deal. They are giving face, but not necessarily tomorrow."

"So, what do you mean?" White Glove White groaned.

"I mean, this place is not suitable for long stay. We have to leave quickly. Tomorrow there is one day, we will change defense. I will go back to see the situation. If there are no problems, we must leave Agrasha the day after tomorrow. "Andel lowered his voice.

"Has the road route been planned?" White Glove White frowned.

"Because I don't know if my husband has specific requirements yet. So I haven't made a detailed plan yet. So I came to my husband specially. If my husband can provide a route, I can make specific arrangements after I go back." Ander nodded.

"Can I ask, what is your so-called route planning?" White Gloves looked at him and asked.

"First, we must avoid several roads where military vehicles are frequent. Reduce the possibility of being spotted and questioned along the way. Because even the best cover is better than avoiding safety.

In addition, we have to choose this route as much as possible, for the reason I have already said, there is just a change of defense, and there are my people at the checkpoint. They will let us pass and cover us.

There is also the route after entering the terrorist-occupied area. Those terrorists are lawless, maybe after they find your vehicle, they just get on the bazooka without saying a word. This is going to be blown to death, that is really too wrong.

So after I send you out of the anti-terrorist coalition-controlled area, I will first place you in a safe place. After you contact the terrorists of the Jihadist Alliance, you will be much safer before you act. "Andel explained.

"It turned out to be so, I thought you had other plans." White Glove White smiled slightly.

"Huh?" Andel frowned.

"You should know what's in that truck. Maybe you wanted to find the route from me and then hijack the truck halfway. This is a lot of money, and everyone will be tempted, right?

Plus, it happens to be your rotation. There is also support along the way. To win over a dozen of us, there shouldn't be a big problem. If you robbed this lot of gold, you can also use the trend to blame terrorists or local bandits. After all, this place is inherently unsafe.

And you are only instructed to protect me in areas that can be controlled. If we are robbed in areas occupied by terrorists, it has nothing to do with you. Make a lot of money, enough for the rest of your life to be happy, and you will not be responsible after you finish. Tell me a reason why you don't do this. "White Glove White stared at Andel, as if trying to see him through.

The black man next to the white glove has slowly taken out the pistol and slowly installed a muffler on the muzzle. As long as a word from the white glove White can make Andel's blood flow five steps.

Andel remained silent and suddenly fell to his knees, sweat dripping from his forehead.

White Glove White leaned into his ear and whispered, "Tell me Andel, why don't you do this? If it were me, I would think so. And maybe I would do it.

Tell me, Andel, why are you so sane. If so much money can't move you, do you have another purpose? I'm really curious. Because you seem to be hiding something.

I don't know why I think so. But when I first saw you, I felt that you were a bit unreliable. Come on, Colonel Andel, tell me something. Why don't you want to do this? "

"Because I'm afraid..." Andel raised his head.

"Afraid? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of me?" White Glove smiled slightly, "I am not a bloodthirsty thug like the Red Baron. I am reasonable and I never kill people. That's why I talk to you. , Listen to your heart.

If it is the villain of the Red Baron, once he doubts you, he won't give you any explanation. He will say nothing, first draw his gun and kill you. Obviously, I am not such a person. "

Andel whispered, "There is something in my chest pocket, can I take it out?"

"Try to take it slowly and don't move." The black man pointed the gun at the back of Andel's head.

Andel took out a picture, which was a picture of a baby.

White Glove took it over and looked at it, "Is it your son? How old is it? I guess it's only a few months."

"He was only three months old when he took the photo. It should be less than two years old now." Andel whispered. "

He is my youngest son. Before him, there was an older brother and an older sister. "

"You have three children, then?" White Glove looked at him.

"Do you know what I am afraid of? They are all in Orumi, with their mother." Andel whispered, "I am a member of the Orumi Federation. I am not afraid of you or even the baron. I am just afraid of them. Hurt.

So I am obedient to you, so I endure your censure and suspicion of me, and I have to lose a smile. Even if you slap me in the face now. I also laughed flatteringly, and praised the slap of the husband, which was really loud and crisp. "

White Glove White looked at him without speaking.

"It's not because I was born lowly, but because I was timid. I knew what would happen to them if I was put to death as a traitor. The labor camps don’t have children, they only need young adults. You and I know that if something happens to me , What will happen to them?" Andel's voice trembled.

"You are afraid of them. What if this is not the case? What do you want?" White Glove White stared at him.

"I don't know, but I might at least not kneel and talk to you." Andel looked at each other.

"Okay, I understand." White gloved White waved slowly, causing the black man to put away his gun. "This can barely be regarded as an explanation. Although it is not a good explanation, it is at least a reasonable explanation. A person has fear. , Will learn to be in awe.

Keep going Colonel, don't let yourself lose awe. Although he was kneeling, he at least won the right to live for himself and his family. "