Time: 06:00 am

Location: Xibu Village, Banwai Town, Huban County, Myanmar

A dilapidated wooden house stands in the wilderness outside the village. A piece of wood on the roof is almost falling off, swaying with the strong wind. This is a barn built by the village landlord a long time ago.

Ten years ago, a brutal murder took place here. Sixteen members of the landlord’s family who built the wooden house were brutally killed in the wooden house with a machete. After a cursory inspection of the scene, the police came to the conclusion that they killed each other because of the uneven distribution of grain.

But the local villagers knew that the landlord had secretly participated in the smuggling activities and was silenced by the smuggling group.

Since then, the wooden house has been abandoned. The murder filled the villagers with fear, especially in the dark nights. Some villagers passing by occasionally found that there were often strange sounds and lights in the wooden house, which made the wooden house a forbidden place nearby.

It was pitch black outside, and there were a few barking dogs from the distant village, but there was a flickering fire beside the fence outside the wooden house.

On the other side of the firelight, a pair of tired but vigilant eyes were clenched tightly by a mouthful of smoky black and yellow teeth, looking out greedily, and then with the weak light, one could see a long line on the face of the owner of the eyes. A long scar runs from the forehead to the corner of the mouth.

Sterak, come back quickly, it's almost dawn, and the wind is over! A deep voice came from behind Scarface, and the voice was a middle-aged man who was only 1.6 meters tall, holding a Put the Uzi, which is not commensurate with the body shape, habitually put the finger on the trigger.

Strack took another greedy breath of the morning air, and then turned around resentfully and walked towards the wooden house. When passing by the little man, he deliberately staggered and hit the little man's head with his elbow.

Wow! The little man reacted very quickly, raised the muzzle of the gun, pulled the bolt, and when Strack's elbow was 0.05 centimeters away from his head, the black muzzle pointed at Strack's head.

Grass!, Strack cursed secretly, quickly withdrew his leaning body, retracted his elbows, shook his head and entered the wooden house.

The little man stared at his arrogant back, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Boss, where did you find that little lunatic, you can't take a joke. Strack stepped into the wooden house and complained to an Eastern European man who was sitting on a rotten log and cleaning his gun.

Eastern Europeans carefully wipe the black gun body with a towel, as if any fine dust will affect the shooting effect. Finally, he felt that his work had reached a perfect level, so he turned around and said to Strack, who was sitting next to him, Don't mess with Namco, it's said that he has a bit of a brain. He said, He pointed to his head with his finger.

For his small size. Me. Strack felt a chill run up his spine, a feeling he'd only experienced when encountering a hungry cheetah in Africa.

He turned his head, and the little Nam Co was staring at him with his jet-black muzzle.

...When he is injured, I will definitely be able to carry it easily. He had a sly smile on his face, Are you talking about Brother Namu?

Namtso did not accept his good intentions, walked past him expressionlessly, and walked towards the room where the hostages were held.

Bah Strack spat hard on the ground.

The Eastern European shook his head helplessly, Last time in Uganda, the stick man died under the fork of the locals. I know you are very sad. But our Scorpio rule is that each group must have 5 members.

Maybe Namco will become an official team member after this mission, so you don't have to always target him.

Strack applied for a moment, and retorted softly: I didn't

We've been together for 5 years, how can we not know you. The Eastern European took out two cigars from his pocket and lit them up. The smoke instantly covered his expression, You are sad for the stick man. But we Isn’t this the way it is in this business, every mission is done with your head on your belt, do you think the money from those benefactors is easy to get?”

Strack took the cigar, put it in his mouth, and took a few puffs: I'm not worth it because the stick man, the task is clearly completed, why would he bother with that woman, who would have thought that the woman was actually a local chief woman

This damn guy just can't control his crotch! He cursed bitterly.

The Eastern European stood up and patted him on the shoulder lightly, Go and see the hostages, before the transaction, don't make Namco unable to resist.

Time: 08:00 am

Received! The satellite positioning shows that the target is located at 98.43 east longitude and 23.81 north latitude. More detailed data are still being calculated. The voice on the intercom paused, and added: Also, pay attention to safety!

Brother Hai's heart warmed, he glanced at the rising sun in the east, put away the antenna of the satellite phone, and waved to the brothers beside him, Let's go!

A group of people ran at high speed on the uneven and rugged mountain road, and sometimes hid their figures in the dense woods on the side of the road.

That's it. It looks like the car hasn't arrived yet. Let's take a rest first. There was a road ahead, and Brother Hai raised his fist, sending out a stop signal.

A group of people rushed into the woods quickly, looking for a suitable hiding place.

Captain, drink some water. A middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a large cut at the corner of his mouth handed over a water bottle.

Brother Hai took the water bottle and moistened the corner of his mouth a little, Little devil, you have put a lot of effort into it.

The middle-aged man known as the little ghost wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and said with a self-deprecating voice: I'm old, I have lived too many stable lives these years. I think we were in A country back then, in order to escape the pursuit of the rebel army. , but there is a record of running 150 kilometers in one night.

Look at it now, our old guys are really old.

Brother Hai looked around and saw that the brothers hiding beside the big tree were trying their best to hide their exhaustion, but the heaving chest and panting sound betrayed them.

He murmured, Perhaps, you shouldn't be involved this time. These brothers now have families and have legitimate jobs, but after receiving his call, they didn't ask any questions.

Immediately, the little ghost blushed and said, What nonsense are you talking about?, Without you, my little ghost would have died in A country!

He pointed to the brothers around him, And Gouzi, in order to save him, the shrapnel is still in your body!

And Dafang, the second son, Xiao Xiao, the one present here has not received any kindness from you.

His voice caught the attention of others, their eyes sparkled, and they all raised their right hands.

The corners of Hai Ge's eyes were a little rosy, and he nodded heavily, determined to bring these brothers back intact.

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