The Strongest Arms Dealer

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Seychelles!

Aldabra Island.

This is the world's second largest car coral atoll, the famous Turtle Island. Because of its special environment, it attracts many tourists. Every year, this place can accommodate more than 300,000 tourists. Brewer. Jeffries walked barefoot on the beach with Mr. Martin from the Seychelles, and occasionally bold crabs ran past him.

When the cold wind blows here, it makes people feel refreshed.

"This place is much better than Zaire." Brewer sighed. In Zaire, his old face was wrinkled. The dry weather brought physical and mental depression. If it weren't for the salary Gao, who the **** wants to stay there? For example, as Mister's deputy, his annual guaranteed salary is 350,000 U.S. dollars, plus benefits and various subsidies, it is about 450,000 U.S. dollars. In the United States, those with an annual income of 150,000 U.S. dollars can be called the middle class.

Sure enough, if you want to make money, you have to risk your life or put your face down.

Martin smiled beside him, "After that, wouldn't it be the best result for you to transfer to this place?"

Brewer. Jeffries kicked a crab in front of him. The opponent was in a hurry and pinched a few times in mid-air, then fell into the water and fled in a hurry. "Have you defined the location for us?"

"Two hundred acres in the middle of the island," Martin said.

Brewer nodded, "The construction team will enter the site soon, and we will have the first batch of employees arrive in about five months."

Martin frowned. "Five months is a bit long. What we need now is immediate protection. Pirates are still rampant. We hope to get your company's support."

Their number of tourists has been reduced by several bases. If this continues, the tourism industry will be paralyzed.

The pirates are almost on the market, and their archipelago will become abject poverty.

"I can apply for team support from above, but we need a temporary airport stop."

"Of course these are all right, are there any other needs?"

Brewer turned his head, the flesh on the neck was tangled together, twisted into a "8", and opened his mouth, "Just prepare the money."

Martin was startled, and nodded dumbfoundingly, "Don't worry, we will give you the money."

Look, this is called a partner. They do everything they do, and those who are not generous at all will make people feel headaches.

Brewer shook the Pepsi in his hand and bumped it towards the Sprite in Martin's hand. "Happy cooperation." After finishing speaking, he drank it in one gulp, twisted the jar, and then threw it into the trash can next to him. Seychelles is one of the few countries with environmental protection laws. Littering is fined? This kind of trash can can be seen everywhere.

After Martin watched the other party drink, he drank it himself? The two continued to walk along the beach side by side? They continued to chat, and suddenly, a harsh air defense siren sounded on the beach, and Martin's face suddenly became ugly. ? Hurriedly looking into the distance? Seeing a few black spots getting closer, he yelled loudly at the tourists staying around. Mobile terminal:

"Run! The pirates are coming!"

There are still some tourists on the beach. When they heard the movement, they realized that something was wrong and fled.

"Hurry up? Go back to the hotel!" Martin also grabbed Brewer's arm. The latter was also very cowardly? No way, he didn't bring anyone with him when he came to negotiate? He thought he could take a trip by the way, what the hell? Pirates?

He also ran quickly? There was some protection in the hotel? But this pirate came very quickly? After the assault boat rushed onto the beach, it shot and fired. Brewer was so scared that he bent over, but he was still very calm. After looking at the other party, he pulled Martin and ran towards the side path. This blind running would put himself in crisis instead, and others would not be so lucky.

"Help me...save me!" A blond man in boxer pants stretched out his hand and screamed, his face was covered with blood, he was shot in the back, but between life and death, how could he control other people, he watched helplessly After running away, a black shadow covered his eyes, and a hoarse voice said with a teasing smile, "It seems that you have been abandoned."

The other party raised his hand and fired several shots at the man's head, the skull was lifted!

The shooter was a black man, wearing a skull mask, with gloomy eyes, carrying a bag, and stepping on tactical boots on the beach, he looked at the fleeing tourists, looked at his watch, "The game has begun, guys. "

His words stimulated the armed elements behind them. These people did not look like ordinary pirates. They were all wearing long-sleeved tights and overalls. The weapons in their hands were not AK47 like pirates, but Steyr - The aug automatic rifle made by Mannlicha is equipped with a grenade launcher underneath. This is not something that ordinary people can afford. Austrian weapons are famously "golden expensive". Such a weapon can be sold on the black market for around 4,000 US dollars !

An automatic rifle, also equipped with an optical sight, plus a grenade launcher, with a detachable barrel...

This is a little bit good. The 5.56mm bullet may not be so lethal, but the effective range of 800 meters still allows him to gain a foothold. In addition to these, there is also a militant holding a Toca m65-a308 sniper rifle!

Is it preparing to wage armed war in Seychelles? !

"Come on!" The leading black man shouted in a low voice, took a deep breath, and ran towards the hotel with his backpack on his back, followed by the people behind him.

The hotel was also in a panic. The guard kept calling the tourists to come in and was about to close the door, but these tourists ran too slowly, and the manager shouted, "Close the door, close the door!"

Just as the guard was about to close the iron gate, a dark object crossed a parabola and exploded in mid-air. Everyone within three to four meters fell to the ground covering their faces. Blood flowed out from the crevice, and blood began to accumulate in the eyes, and the eyeballs were also full of veins. I could only watch as the opponent raised his gun and shot himself in the head.

Peng!

The manager stares, dead.

The guard who was blown up was also dealt with. The black man, chewing gum, walked into the hotel and closed the iron door.

"The game has started, remember to hide it!"

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The Dougherty Hotel in Aldabra is under the control of militants!

There are about 70 tourists inside~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The other party asked the Seychelles government to release the 17 arrested companions, otherwise, the hostages were shot and killed. This incident was spread by the other party through TV, and suddenly there was a whirlwind Roll up, all the consulates can't sit still, and more than 80% of the tourists here are Europeans.

Seychelles does not have an anti-terrorist force, so they can only ask for help, but Egypt is the only one that can offer it in Africa. The other party said yes, but when they came, it was too late, and the hostages were all dead.

They didn't try to solve it by themselves, but they killed 7 local patrolmen, 3 army soldiers, and left 2 hostage bodies.

In desperation, they thought of the Savior Company.

A phone call was made to Mister's office. When the other party heard that the Doherty Hotel was kidnapped and asked for support, he felt something was wrong. It seemed that Brewer was staying there. You asked for help again, no matter where you start from, the savior company is obliged to solve it!

Is this a declaration of war on the Savior Corporation? !

Stupid human beings!