Dragoon fighter

Chapter 73 - The bus in the grassland

"Thank you, Station Manager Liu. We will work together in the future and we must cooperate more!" Lin Mo was polite to the Aralsk sub-station Chief Liu in a very formulaic manner. He knew that this Station Chief Liu was completely unaware of his true identity and actions. He is just an outsider being used as a cover, so naturally there will be no more interactions.

Stationmaster Liu quickly arranged a single dormitory for Lin Mo. There were many vacant rooms in the sub-station. Although it was located in a remote location, PetroChina, which was rich and wealthy, considered every official employee's treatment to be extremely generous. Otherwise, this bird would not be able to survive. Shit, you can't see a beautiful girl all year round, it's a desolate and dry place full of sand and gravel, who would want to work there, even the border guard station on the border is much better than here.

"Okay, thank you! I'll put my luggage first, get familiar with the environment, and start working right away!" Lin Mo's mission was just to report that this person had appeared here, but the personnel at the oil pipeline sub-station But it is very mobile, and you rarely see people, so it is perfect to use it to cover your identity.

"Okay, please go ahead! If you need anything, just tell me!" Stationmaster Liu, Monk Zhanger, was confused. The fax from the headquarters said that the inspector was only responsible for inspection work and was on the same level as himself. You are directly responsible to the headquarters, how to supervise, how to arrange work, and you don’t need to arrange what you do specifically. To put it bluntly, you are a free person. Whether you work or not work, you have no control over it.

Is it really here for gold plating? ! Go to Saudi Arabia for gold plating. The conditions there are better than here! After stationmaster Liu sent Lin Mo to the dormitory, he was puzzled on the way back to the office. He adjusted his glasses while walking, shook his head and cursed.

Lin Mo started packing his bags in his new dormitory. This place was just a cover. It was impossible to stay here all day long. He had his own schedule later. That was the real start of this action plan.

On the third day, Lin Mo lived in seclusion and deliberately met with the permanent employees of the Aralsk branch and the employees returning from patrol to prove his existence. Then he casually found an excuse and said that he was conducting an unannounced inspection of the pipeline. Early in the morning Taking advantage of the morning light, we set off on a passing truck.

When stationmaster Liu knew that Lin Mo had left the sub-station, he guessed that the new inspector couldn't stand the harsh environment and just found an excuse to hide in a big city, somewhere to secretly inspect oil pipelines. There were too many such things. Even some people just.

A Mercedes-Benz bus carrying forty passengers was traveling on a prairie road like a black velvet belt, with two cars in both directions extending to the horizon. In order to prevent the driver from falling asleep while driving on this extremely empty road with sparse traffic, the driver would occasionally drive on the grassland road. Make some deliberate turns.

The grassland that has entered early summer is different from the sun-scorched deserts in the Republic of Kazakhstan. The grass is long and full of vitality. All kinds of unnamed grasses seem to cover the earth with a layer of green. thick carpets, and from time to time you can see cattle, sheep and herdsmen grazing.

There were only about 20 passengers in the bus, which seemed a little empty. Kazakh folk songs and some songs from the former Soviet Union echoed in the bus. Lin Mo was sitting in the back of the bus. There was no one next to him. Kazakhstan is adjacent to the border with China. Nationals of the two countries have frequent exchanges. The faces of the Kazakhs and the Han people are indistinguishable. There is only a slight difference between the eyebrows, but they can still be distinguished at a glance. Lin Mo, who stands out from the crowd, is also used to the surprised looks of people around him. In China, ordinary people at first glance If you see a foreigner with a high nose, deep eyes or dark skin, you will also look twice.

Because of the language barrier, not every Kazakhstani can master Chinese. Lin Mo could only remain silent all the way until he found the guide as soon as planned. The direction of the bus was exactly where the mission guide was.

The journey on the grassland road is lonely. No matter how beautiful the scenery outside the car is, you will suffer from visual fatigue. The passengers on the car are a little drowsy, and the young children are no longer full of energy and noisy. Except in the carriage There was music playing inside and the driver who was still driving the bus, and murmurs or grunts could be heard from time to time in the carriage.

A sudden burst of violent braking and vibration caught the drowsy passengers on the journey off guard, and they couldn't help shouting. Lin Mo, who was dazed in the back seat, was also woken up.

Suddenly, there was an extremely loud banging sound and noisy shouting coming from outside the car. With every loud noise outside the car, the female passengers in the car could be heard collectively screaming.

Gunshots? !Lin Mo rubbed his eyes and found that the bus had stopped for some reason. To be honest, ordinary guns did not pose much of a threat to the dragon knight who owned the gold dragon. No matter how many bullets were fired, he would just devour it and feed the gold dragon. The dragon ordered some free jelly beans. Lin Mo looked at the watch on his wrist. What he was most concerned about was why he hadn't arrived at the station yet.

At this moment, the bus ran off the road at some point and lay motionless on the grass beside the road.

Outside the window, seven or eight people in different clothes, holding various guns in their hands and riding horses, were circling the bus, shooting from time to time into the body of the bus or into the sky.

You can feel the slight tremor of the bullet window hitting the car body. Several terrifying large holes appeared above the windshield at the front of the car, and countless fine cracks bloomed. Some passengers have been injured by bullets. Fortunately, the quality of the bus body is good. It was solid, and the bullet was not a steel-core bullet. The bullet did not penetrate deeply. The passengers covering the wound screamed loudly, and the car became even more chaotic.

The driver of the bus showed no cowardly behavior and ignored the threat of the gun in front of him. Instead, he shouted angrily out the window. The windshield fragments exploded by bullets scratched his face. There were tiny cuts and blood stains all over the driver's face.

But the people who responded to him were shots aimed deliberately at his side and laughter.

This is a group of robbers!

Lin Mo didn't understand a word of the driver's curses and the shouts of the gangsters outside the window. They were not China's specialties: car gangs, road bullies and urban management. He expressed no pressure about this.

The barrels of several AK guns were stuffed into the cab window and pointed at the angry driver. The driver's face turned pale at this moment. When he encountered the robbers, the shots he received were in vain.

He shouted a few words outside the window. Forced by the situation, the driver stretched his trembling hand towards the automatic door switch of the bus and said something at the same time, which attracted impatient shouts and curses from the gangsters outside the car.

The moment the front door of the bus was opened, a panicked scream of despair erupted in the carriage.

The gangsters were armed with guns, and yes, the lives and property in the entire carriage were at their disposal.

A small number of passengers in the carriage showed the bravery of Kazakhs and Russians. They pulled out the knives they carried with them, rushed out of their seats, and went straight towards the robbers who had already rushed into the carriage without fear.

Almost all nomadic Kazakhs have a knife in their hand, which is an important traditional tool in life.

The first robber who stepped into the bus door saw the gleaming dagger coming towards him, screamed strangely, and pulled the trigger in his hand. The panicked bullets grazed the cheeks of the rushing passengers without any target, and the top of the bus was torn apart. Make a small round hole.

Before he could pull the trigger a second time, the first robber who boarded the car held his neck and was knocked out of the car by the resisting passengers.

The bravery of the nomads broke out at this moment. The women who had been crying desperately just now began to shout excitedly to cheer for the resisting male passengers. The chaos in the car just now was swept away.

The robber outside the car didn't hesitate at all. He fired at the front door of the car randomly, causing the driver inside to jump around among the bullets. The male passenger who was the first to succeed was unable to dodge with the knife in his hand. However, they were shot twice and rolled out of the car. The casualties of their accomplices prompted the robbers to act rationally and wildly shot at the passengers who fell outside the car.

With just enough time to scream, the passenger who killed one of the robbers fell to the wheel at the door without any chance of fighting back. The body shook and twitched in the hail of bullets, but it made no sound.

The front tire of the bus was also punctured, and the entire car tilted to the right and lost its balance.

A row of retaliatory bullets directly swept across the windshield of the carriage. Several passengers who stood up to resist were hit by bullets. Even a child was unfortunately hit in the head by a runny egg. Red and white brains were splashed in the carriage, tender and tender. His face suddenly turned into a broken watermelon, and his mother suddenly froze as if in a daze, and suddenly burst into a burst of wailing sounds.

The robbers' revengeful act left the carriage in a mess, like a hell on earth. The male passenger who fell on the aisle groaned in pain.

After a while, the gunfire stopped, and the gangsters finally remembered that they were here to rob, not to massacre, and rushed forward again. This time, there was no resistance at all. They pointed their guns at the passengers in a vicious manner, and they were menacing. They robbed passengers of their luggage, rummaged through their belongings, and forced them to hand over all their valuables. They often punched and kicked passengers if they made the slightest mistake, and even put a gun into their mouths to take pleasure in their fears and cries.

It was obviously not the first time for the robbers to do this. Their sharp eyes were even able to find out where the passengers had deliberately hidden their belongings. They searched from the front to the rear of the car until they reached Lin Mo who grabbed the back seat.

Hmm!~ The robber was just stunned for a moment but was not polite at all. Chili Gulu said a few vicious words to Lin Mo. He had strong bad breath and smell of sheep, and he didn’t even need to use a gun. It was almost enough. Make people faint.

Seeing Lin Mo blinking a few times with a confused expression on his face, and looking at his face and clothes, he knew that he had probably met a foreigner. The robber was holding a gun in his hand that had been polished until it turned metallic silver. The old Russian-made TT33 pistol was waved in front of Lin Mo. Without saying anything, he directly stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers, and gestured with the muzzle of the gun.

The meaning is obvious, robbery!~.

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