Battlefield Contractor

Chrisman looked at Lin Rui and said, "Remember that the equal dialogue can't go on, then we can only change the way."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a group of heavily armed men rushed in outside the door, surrounding Lin Rui.

These armed men were not ordinary people at first glance, they all wore helmets on their faces, and under the helmets there was a hood with only two eyes exposed.

"SWAT?" Lin Rui frowned slightly, "Is it yours, or is it from Egypt?"

"Members of the Egyptian Lightning Anti-Terrorism Force, trained by our best anti-terrorism military experts." Chrisman smiled.

"It turns out that they are Lightning Troops." Lin Rui smiled slightly, "I've heard of it. But now they seem to be of average quality.

If they can hand it over to me for training, in half a year, I can increase their strength by a big margin.

At least there will be no more accidents like Luka Airport in Malta. "

The Lightning Unit is the most elite special force in the Egyptian military. Established after the Third Middle East War. This force is burdened with the mission of regaining lost ground and participated in the Fourth Middle East War and many anti-terrorism operations.

It can be said to be famous.

But the only taint is that a large number of casualties were caused when participating in the anti-terrorism operation at Lucca Airport.

It was November 23, 1985, when terrorists hijacked a flight from Greece to Cairo. The plane landed at Lucca Airport in Malta.

The Egyptian government decided to send special forces to participate in the rescue, but because the lightning forces were too reckless, 57 people were killed in the rescue operation.

This is the highest number of deaths among all hijacking incidents. It is also the most memorable shame of the Lightning troops.

Lin Rui's remarks are tantamount to exposing the other's scars in public.

A member of the special forces rushed up and gave him a butt.

Lin Rui didn't move at all while sitting in the chair. When the **** of the rifle came over, he hit the elbow of the special forces member with a punch.

Taking advantage of his numb hand, he had already copied the automatic rifle in his hand and pressed it against the neck of the member of the special forces.

"If I were your enemy, you are dead now. Not only you are dead, but the guy next to you is also dead.

Today's hand is taken as free teaching, to tell you how to control your emotions. Manipulating emotions by opponents is very dangerous.

People who are easily irritated by the other party will never achieve great things. "Lin Rui threw the weapon in his hand back to the special forces member.

"Very exciting, Mr. Rick. But now is not the time for you to show off your skills. Your situation is already very bad, and I really don't want anything more unpleasant to happen." Chrisman looked at Lin Rui.

Lin Rui leaned back in his chair, "You have already started to make me feel unpleasant. Okay, then if you want to talk in a different place, then I will go with you.

I would like to see what else you can do. But to be clear, I voluntarily followed you.

You didn't take me away, you simply don't have this ability. Lin Rui smiled. "All go outside and wait, I will come out after changing my clothes." "

Chrisman waved to the members of the special forces behind him, motioning them to withdraw.

Then he turned his head to Lin Rui and said, "Mr. Rick, it's best not to play tricks. The outside is all our people, and this is the sixth floor. There are also our people guarding downstairs."

Lin Rui smiled disdainfully, turned around and walked to the hanger, took off a piece of clothing and put it on, then shrugged, "Let's go."

"Mr. Rick, I'm afraid I will take away the people under your hand." Chrisman looked at him, "Of course, if this proves to be a misunderstanding, I will personally apologize to you and compensate you for it. All the losses that come."

"I'm afraid you can't afford it. We really look down on your salary." Lin Rui smiled, "Let's go, I will let them go with you."

In the other rooms, the few people under Lin Rui also walked out.

"Boss." Kuaima nodded towards Lin Rui.

Lin Rui smiled and patted Chrisman, "Introduction, this is Mr. Chrisman. From the French intelligence agency, he intends to let us go with him."

"French intelligence services are too bad? I'm still the owner of a Russian car repair shop." Sergey shrugged.

"Don't mention your **** car repair shop anymore. I heard that you opened a car repair shop and there has never been a business. In the end, it was destitute and had to come back to work as a mercenary." Kuaima shook his head.

"What do you know? I'm too lazy to do business." Sergey said indifferently.

"Shut up to me, Mr. Chrisman just wants to know something. Listen to me. You can't say anything that should be said, and nothing should be said." Lin Rui shrugged.

"I'm afraid you can't help you, take it all away." Chrisman waved his hand.

Lin Rui and others walked out of the hotel in a large group, escorted by members of the special forces.

There are already vehicles waiting for them outside.

"Where are you going to take us?" Lin Rui turned his head and asked.

Chrisman said calmly, "A place where we can talk calmly. Get in the car, everything is ready for you.

Rick, I know you are a difficult character. But this time, I'm afraid you are in serious trouble. "

"I don't care about the big trouble. Usually I just don't think the trouble is big enough." Sergey said happily.

"Shut up, people dispatched a large force, so many people and so many guns, we give them a little bit of face." Lin Rui waved his hand, "getting into the car."

This group of mercenaries were escorted to the car without caring.

Sergey even drew out a deck of playing cards and wanted to play two in the car. As a result, no one wanted to play with him, and he could only put the playing cards back into his pocket boringly.

Chrisman looked at Lin Rui, "It seems that your brothers don't care more than you. Are you really so confident?"

"It's not a question of confidence. It's more because they have experienced worse things. People like you can't even imagine our state of life.

You have never slept in a pile of dead people, nor have you piled up dead bodies and used them as shelters to fight battles.

But we have. We have experienced many battles that you have never heard of. Death is commonplace for us.

When all of this can happen to you or your friends at any time, you will feel calm after a long time. I think this is probably what they are talking about, desperadoes. "Lin Rui smiled.

Chrisman sighed, "It seems I really underestimated you, Mr. Rick.

But I think that you may have underestimated our intelligence personnel. I admit that you are the strongest fighters, but we can get the strongest fighters to speak. "