From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 41 Cheap and easy to use

  Joga and the others are on the flank of the village. The earth **** extends from the village entrance in the south to the northeast.

  The remaining four people were hiding in the cracks of the building. It was not easy for Choga or Nice to find a shooting angle.

   Now Kaman went around, as long as he could force them out of their hiding place and enter the main road of the village, Choga would be sure to kill them.

  Although this old guy Kaman is not a soldier from a professional background, he has fought all his life and knows how to fight better than anyone else.

  The two sides fell into a stalemate. About 10 minutes later, the Italian Dorian, who was squeezed between the two trucks, was the first to lose his hold.

   This guy has retired from the 'leather hood'. He may not be the best in outdoor combat, but this kind of street fighting is what he is good at.

   Quickly turned his head for a glance, then retracted, no bullets came to the door...

  Dorian quickly stretched out his head again, but still no bullet came up.

  The third time Dorian threw his shirt out, this time several bullets hit the shirt, warning him not to try to escape.

  But at the moment when the jacket fell to the ground, Dorian the cat flinched and jumped out, the AK74 in his hand shot indiscriminately towards the rear, suppressing the gunmen.

   When he rushed out of the enemy's shooting range and turned into a building, a rocket hit the crack where the four were hiding.

  The fragments from the explosion of the rocket caused terrible heat and damage. The two gunmen died on the spot, and the other two ran out of the alley in a panic, and were hit by two bullets as soon as they showed their heads.

  Joga's SVD is still going head-on, while Nice's TAC-50 is much more brutal.

  The bullet hit the shoulder of the last unlucky ghost, causing half of his body to explode completely, and blood and internal organs fell to the ground.

  Kaman standing on the roof saw that the battle was over, so he fired another rocket into the place where those guys were hiding just now, which was regarded as the completion of the gun.

  Then the old guy easily fell off the roof. When passing by Dorian, he looked up and down the 'white ghost', and then shook his head with a bit of disgust, as if he was very dissatisfied with his restless expression just now.

   If it weren't for Dorian's actions, those four guys should get together, and the first rocket will kill them all.

   As a result, Dorian's movement made them misunderstand that Qiaojia and the others were about to launch an attack, and naturally opened their formation, which weakened the power of the rockets.

   Seeing that the battle was completely over, Qiaojia pressed the mic while walking down and said, "The devil bird stays behind to watch, and the dragon lizard first goes to see the guy who took the picture before he dies."

  Joga tried not to look at the battered corpses, and quickly walked over the pile of corpses that looked like a dump of flesh and blood under the slope.

   Within a few minutes, Qiaojia rushed to the hut where the sneak photographer was hiding.

   When Qiaojia arrived, Kaman had already controlled the guy.

   This guy is actually a white guy...

   A 7.62 sniper bullet hit the forearm, completely scrapping the guy's right forearm.

  The bullet made a big gap in the middle of his forearm. The bones must have been shattered, leaving only a little flesh sticking together.

  When Qiaojia entered the house, he was hit by a shrill scream.

  Watching that Kaman completely amputated the guy's forearm with a hunting knife, and then tied his upper arm with shoelaces, Choga walked over and bent down to pick up the camera for a look...

  Looking at the photos inside, Qiaojia walked up to the sneak photographer and knelt down, saying with a serious expression, "Who are you, and what do you want to do by secretly taking these photos?"

  The sneak shot has a big beard. He said in pain: "I am a reporter from Agence France-Presse. I received news that this will be the arms trading site for Chinese people and terrorists, so I am here."

   Qiao Jia flipped through the photos that were obviously focused on Boss Huang, closed his eyes and thought for a while, took out his phone and turned on the shooting mode, and asked, "How are you going to report?

  Chinese support terrorists in Darfur?

   How much did you charge? Who contacted you?

  Don’t be sloppy with me, you should be very clear that the goal of those Chinese people is to exchange hostages, and you are trying to concoct fake news. "

   As he spoke, Qiaojia drew out his pistol and put it on the bearded man's forehead, and said coldly, "Give me a reason not to kill you, five, four, three, two, one..."

"I said, I said, it was an Englishman, I didn't know who he was, but I could hear his accent, and he gave me £50,000 in cash to come here and take pictures of Chinese people dealing with terrorists , and published in the newspaper.

  We met in the Weiss Hotel in Kham, he took the initiative to find me, I said everything, I said everything..."

   "Bang~"

Choga shot through the head of the bearded reporter, then stood up and said to Kaman, "Get rid of all the corpses. Let's set off at night and go to the Kinderwick's camp. The Negroes are a little interested."

   While talking, Qiaojia saw Dorian standing at the door. He forced a smile, patted Dorian on the shoulder, and said, "Help dispose of the corpse. I'll give you 1,000 yuan."

  Dorian heard Qian's eyes light up and said, "Give me 50,000 yuan, and I will accompany you to the Kinderwick camp. Of course, I will also help you with the work of disposing of the corpses."

  Joga looked at Dorian like a fool, shook his head and said, "You have a good idea, money is really so easy to earn, I have already made a fortune.

   It's only one thousand yuan, do you want to do it or not! "

  Dorian saw the serious expression on Qiaojia's face, and he said proactively, "That's 5,000 yuan, I'm a good assaulter, and I'm good at using MP-5 and MP-7 for infiltration operations.

   You must be interested in rescuing the hostages, right? Kinderwick's camp has at least 300 people, and my ability will definitely help. "

  Choga was amused by Dorian's money-greedy appearance. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "That's 5,000 yuan. You help dispose of all the corpses first, and then we set off."

   After sending Dorian away, Choga walked to the place where the pickup truck was, called Nice and drove both pickup trucks into the village.

  Dorian, who was disposing of the corpse, saw the exaggerated B-8 rocket pod on the back of one of the pickup trucks. He looked at Choga incredulously, and said, "Who the **** are you?"

  Joga spread his arms and said with a smile, "I am an arms dealer, nicknamed 'Jackal'."

  (end of this chapter)