The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Knock knock knock!

"It's me, Watson."

A few seconds later, Si Yan, who was holding the pistol, opened the door. The two dark circles on Ms. Kyoko's face were very obvious. It looked like she had stayed up all night last night. And in the middle of the living room, Luper was still talking to someone on the phone. The tabletop that was piled with beer, barbecue and seafood last night has now been cleared away and is filled with spare magazines, grenades, night vision equipment and explosives. Several military handbags are lying on the carpet, and many bullets and bullets can be seen inside. Food and emergency medical supplies.

"Are we going to fight again?"

When the French wife hung up the communication, Watson walked over and asked, "What happened to Hopper?"

"His big client came over to discuss business, but his whereabouts were exposed and someone targeted him. He was suddenly attacked last night. Fortunately, he was okay, so he quickly called Hobo." Ruper picked up the M4 carbine and fired it toward the rail. Install the ACOG scope donated by the Umbrella Company: "Now he wants to arrange for the other party to leave Brazil as soon as possible. He may be intercepted on the way, so he needs help. We still have to rely on Hobo's channels. Nothing can happen to him for the time being, at least not too much." Big things.”

Finally, she added a few words: "In the final analysis, this actually has something to do with us. At present, most of the mercenaries in Rio with the highest combat effectiveness have taken money from the Blood Paint Gang to work for them, and they really don't have much energy. Dealing with Hobo's contract. However, the Blood Paint Gang has made quite a lot of noise, attracting the attention of the police and the military, so we can work with confidence. Of course, Hobo has paid us a commission this time."

"So who is the enemy?"

"It could be the U.S. federal law enforcement agency, it could be Interpol, or it could be a colleague. Hopper's big client is an arms dealer. As long as you sell arms, you will always offend such people." The French wife turned back: "Let's do this for now. , we’ll discuss the specific situation on the way, and you two should hurry up and make preparations. Bertha, do you have any questions? "

There was silence in the room.

"We, uh... you know, last night was more... intense." Watson spread his hands, while Miss Butterfly Knife put her hands in her pockets, staring at her nose and pretending to be stupid. Hearing Watson's words, Luper's lips twitched a few times, then turned to look at the silent Michela: "Are your legs still weak? Is it true or not? I really can't tell, is it beautiful boy? Is it really that powerful?"

"...It's not very serious. I'll go back to the room and get some medicine to solve the problem." Michela turned around and walked out of the room without saying much. Watson ignored the French wife's slightly teasing look and tried to bring the topic back: "So what role do you need me to play this time? Is it still a heavy firepower? I can just try out the newly bought machine guns."

"Of course, I have confidence in your marksmanship."

......

After 7 hours.

3月18日凌晨2点26分，里约热内卢向东偏北60英里（约97公里），尤图奈巴湖。

"Prepare to land!"

Luper stepped out of the cockpit door, tapping his team members on the shoulders as he went. Except for the three crew members, there were only five members of the Wolf Pack team in the entire cabin. Comrade Ghost had to miss this operation because his wound had not healed. The cabin was filled with the roar of the propeller engine. Even with team communication, you had to strain your throat to speak. We really can't expect too much from this antique Grumman HU-3 "Albatross" seaplane. But even so, it was a big treasure among Hooper Stone's Morning Star Line.

Although the environment was very noisy, the Wolf Pack team still caught up on some sleep on the cot. With Watson on guard, the other team members felt relieved. Especially Miss Butterfly Knife and Miss Kyoko, they lay so peacefully.

As the height decreased, the belly of the plane finally touched the water, and the entire cabin suddenly shook violently. Through the porthole, Watson could see the dazzling light that served as a landing beacon. The two small boats were approaching quickly. One of the pilots was the old man Hopper. Although the distance was still far away, the eyesight enhanced by the black light virus had allowed Watson to see the expression on the other person's face.

A slightly embarrassed expression.

The crew member opened the specially widened side door of the rear cabin, and the flashlight light immediately shone in.

A group of people were shouting in Brazilian Portuguese. Soon, two bearded soldiers wearing jungle camouflage uniforms boarded the plane first, followed closely by several heavy ammunition boxes. Ten seconds later, a tall man wearing a black suit and slicked-back hair entered the cabin. He raised his eyes and saw the wolf team. He turned around and shouted outside the cabin: "Really? Hobo? Three women? This Is this the escort you found for me?"

"what?"

Before the Hobo man appeared, the cowboy hat was thrown up first, and a pair of hands grabbed the edge of the door: "You have to speak louder! Mr. Vostov, this plane is too noisy!"

"Come!"

The arms dealer took the initiative to grab Hobo's arm and pulled him into the cabin. The old man shouted a few words outside the cabin door and asked the crew to prepare for takeoff, but Beltway jumped up at this time: "Hey! Don't close the door! Man! Don't close the door! Let me pee first! Damn it!" Sorry, I didn’t even get a chance to release my bladder during this whole journey! Give me a chance! Thank you!”

As he said that, he didn't care about the looks of the people around him, pushed his way through, and directly pulled off the trousers of his combat uniform. The small boat below had just changed to a new driver. Seeing the situation, he quickly turned the steering wheel and loudly urged his companions to get the motor. More than half a minute passed in the midst of Fatty's laughter. The heavy hatch finally closed, and the roar of the engine immediately subsided a bit. The two bearded soldiers sat silently at the end of the cabin, while the arms dealer strode up and stood in front of the French wife.

"Are you sure you really didn't find the wrong person?"

His eyes swept around several women, and he turned back again.

"Ah! Let me introduce it to you!"

After explaining the matter to his men, the old man Hobo quickly came up holding his hat: "This is 'Luper', my old comrade. Yuri, don't underestimate her. I guarantee you with my life that she is The most powerful warriors I have ever seen! You may not have heard of the name Wolf Pack, but they have caused quite a stir in the industry in the past two years!"

The arms dealer frowned and looked at Hobo, the mustache on his lips moved, and finally extended his right hand to the wolf mother: "Hello, madam. My name is Yuri, Yuri Vostov . Although Mr. Stone has assured me, with all due respect, you guys look really...well, I have never seen a team of 4 women and 1 man, do you understand?"

"3 women."

The French wife shook hands with Yuri, then pointed at Watson and corrected the arms dealer: "He is a man."

After hearing this, Yuri looked at Watson's slender white palms, then looked at the other person's slightly thin figure and disheveled hair, and his brows suddenly frowned even more tightly. He turned his attention to the other two women. The one with short black hair looked dull and looked like a fool; while the one with a golden ponytail had many scars on her face and was very skillful with knives, but she looked like she could hit them.

"Excuse me."

At this time, Beltway pushed past Yuri while holding up his pants.

Yuri stared at the small prosthetic limb.

Is this person still disabled? !

"Mr. Vostov, I won't describe it to you verbally. It means nothing. You will see our performance in the battle, if there is indeed a battle." The French wife had a solemn expression and crossed her arms. : "We are here solely to help Hobo, so this is not a formal contract. I need to know what enemies we may face. I must remind you first. If you deliberately conceal important information, or the enemy's strength exceeds ours too much." If there are more, then I will order a retreat."

"Ha, this is in line with your mercenary style, I can understand it."

"so."

Mother Wolf handed over a pair of headphones: "Tell me about the attack the night before yesterday."

"These are my bodyguards, 'Scorpion' and 'Goat'." Yuri put on the headset and pointed at the two bearded soldiers at the end of the cabin: "My bodyguard team originally had seven people, but one of them died the night before yesterday. Most of them. The weapons used by the attackers were basically M7 automatic rifles. They looked very much like the handiwork of a local arms dealer. I suspect it was because my business made some people unhappy. As you know, this business is similar to street selling. Hot dogs are no different, there are only so many customers around, and if you go to someone else’s house to consume them, they won’t come back to your place again.”

While the two were talking, Watson began to look at the two bearded soldiers. The Russian flavor of Yuri Vostov's name is obvious. Coupled with the man's appearance and accent, if he wasn't deliberately disguised, he would be a standard Russian man. As for the two bearded men, looking at their quiet expressions with their eyes closed, Watson even suspected that the other party could not understand English.

A Russian arms dealer came to South America to do business? Have you been cheated on by your peers?

It sounds weird.

South America is the back garden of the United States... Although, it's not that strong.

Under night, the UH-16 flew through the jungle and flew to the distant coastline. Wolf Mother and Yuri had been talking for more than twenty minutes, and the old man Hobo also joined in midway. The sound of the engine, the roar of the wind, and the sounds of conversation mixed together, gradually forming a balanced and stable hypnotic melody. With the exception of Watson and Michela, everyone not at the controls fell asleep. According to Hopper's plan, this Albatross will fly directly to the open sea, connect with a cargo ship, and then directly send Yuri Vostov to Africa. The wolf pack team will not follow them, they only need to deal with the enemies that may appear during the boarding process.

But the question is who will come.

The arms dealer is definitely not short of weapons. From the specifications of Hobo's personal reception, it can be seen that Yuri Vostov is worth a lot of money. Under this standard, it is possible for his enemy to take out armed vehicles such as helicopters. For infantry who lack air defense means, this thing is a big killer that cannot be destroyed by a few machine gunners, let alone at sea. .

Maybe I can try my marksmanship this time?