The Last Killer

The Humvee military jeep was fired, started, and reversed under the sound of the bullets, and it was about to gallop out of the encirclement.Surrounded by security guards and sitting on the back seat of the car, Gennady relaxed his extremely tense nerves, and was about to speak, but felt that his mouth was sticky and full of liquid.

He opened his lips, and black and red frothy blood, mixed with invisible fragments of human tissue, gushed out continuously, quickly staining a large area of ​​his clothes red.The severe pain in the chest and abdomen hit, and Gennady wanted to howl in pain, but he could only make a "ho ho" sound from the damaged throat, and his arms scratched helplessly in the air.

The security guard beside him changed his face and immediately checked Gennady's injuries.However, he didn't have any trauma on his body.

Gennady convulsed a few times in pain at the end, and suddenly hung his head motionless.The security guard touched his neck, frowned and said, "He's dead. The cause of death should be poisoning."

Another security guard asked in amazement: "Poisoned?" All of Gennady's food expenses, people and things he came into contact with were all under their control. When exactly was he poisoned?

"Oyster steak." The stewardess who had been ignored in the corner said, combing her messy sideburns with her hands.When you look closely, the makeup on her face can't hide the weather and experience. She is a middle-aged mature woman who is nearly 40 years old.Before the security guard turned her gun, she calmly pulled out an ID card with a special logo printed on it from her collar: "Clara Mitchell, director of the outreach department of SRC Strategic Resources."

SRC company?In other words, their employer, killed the subject of the claim?The security guards on the rear seat were still stunned. The driver looked through the windshield and saw the individual bazooka carried on the shoulder of the attacker tens of meters away, and his expression turned pale: RPG-29 made in Russia!The U.S. military did not suffer from this thing in Iraq. It can penetrate ordinary main battle tanks, not to mention that it is just a Humvee.

The opponent should be mercenaries, and the target is Gennady. These security personnel are just dedicated to their duties. Resistance is bound to die, and surrender may still have a chance.He immediately braked, raised his hands and got out of the cab, shouting loudly: "Gennady is dead! We surrender!"

His voice was heard far away in the silent wilderness, although Wolf heard it, he spat dismissively: "Go to hell!" He was about to launch when the sound of killing came from the earphone: "Wait for Wolf, the situation There are changes."

"...Well, a round of armor-piercing ammunition costs hundreds of dollars, and it can save one." Wolf twisted his neck, unloaded the bazooka from his muscular shoulders, and easily carried it in his hand.

Aurora ran all the way to his companion, his tone hurried: "The previous information was wrong! What Gennady participated in the research and development was not a memory chip technology at all, but an airborne electronic warfare system! We touched the military's A-level secret! "

"Isn't the information provided by SRC? Aren't they related to the military? What the hell are you doing!" Kuai Ke shouted.

The team members all looked at the captain.On the other side, Gennady's body was also carried out by the security guards and placed on the ground.The captain glanced at the stewardess who was getting out of the car neatly and tidying up the wrinkles of her clothes, with an imperceptible smile on her lips.

Clara walked over with a dozen guns in her hands, and said, "Hi, Arctic Fox, I'm Mitchell, director of the outreach department of SRC Strategic Resources Corporation. I'm sorry for interfering in your mission. But your ability, but the company requires me to follow up and supervise the progress of the task, and I am very sorry for the inconvenience caused to you."

Kuai Ke said nonchalantly: "It's unnecessary! You will be bombed into the sky with that car a second later. Does your company have a lot of pensions?"

Clara didn't look annoyed: "At least enough for my family to spend a lifetime."

"What does the data in Gennady's computer mean? Why did you lie to us with wrong information?" Ji Guang asked coldly.

Clara smiled, apologetic with arrogance: "Holding who is responsible for the wrong information now will not solve any problems, will it. Gennady is one of the developers of the new electronic warfare system , but at the same time he is also a foreign spy. He must die, and he cannot die in our hands in name. You have done a good job in this. However, you have also touched something that must never be touched, and even created a situation of self-control. There is greed—don’t try to deny that Gennady’s computer has a monitoring program installed, and once those materials are read and copied by unauthorized personnel, an alarm will be sent to the terminal. I think at this moment, the military’s reinforcements We'll be here soon."

Fuck!In a moment of complacency, the horse stumbled and forgot to turn off the monitoring program first... Ji Guang was secretly annoyed.

"You are the employer. We completed the task according to the contract and there was no mistake. You have to be responsible for this and come up with a proper solution." The captain said in a deep voice.

Clara looked around at the sixteen top international mercenaries present, "Snowfield", "Worf", "Quick", "Aurora", "Piranha", "Darius"... each Everyone has their own strengths, and each code name is a legend in the industry, but their team "Arctic Fox" with "Captain" as the core is the real powerful weapon.

It's a pity that nine people were killed in battle, and a few more escaped, Clara thought regretfully.But it doesn't matter, as long as most of the main players are retained, and new blood is absorbed for retraining, an upgraded version of "Arctic Fox" will rise even stronger.

"There is only one method, and it is mutually beneficial." Clara smiled and stretched out her right hand to the captain, "Welcome to join SRC Strategic Resources Company, you will obtain unprecedented resources and guarantees. The era of mercenary teams fighting alone is over. Today, only by joining a war service company, establishing a management system in accordance with a modern business model, and undertaking business abroad can we create greater benefits.”

Amidst the hesitation and calculation of the team members, the captain thought for a long time, and finally stretched out his right hand to meet each other.

Clara's smile widened into a sweet smile of satisfaction, and was immediately splattered scarlet by a stream of blood——

The pitch-black blade mercilessly cut across the neck, and the extremely quick cut cut off the esophagus and trachea in an instant, and death came in an instant.

Clara couldn't even recover from the shock of death, the smile still froze on her face—Xue Yuan appeared sideways like a ghost from the captain's back, with blood dripping from the blade between her fingers.The captain seemed to want to say something, but he was deprived of the right to speak and live. A few seconds later, he collapsed to the ground like a tree struck down by lightning.

"——Xueyuan!" Someone roared in shock and anger.

Xue Yuan just flicked the drop of blood coldly, and inserted the military pocket knife back into his waist.

"He's not the captain." In the earphones of the team members wearing communicators, Sha Qing's voice was calm and clear, with unquestionable certainty, "Before the explosion, the captain's shoulder blade was pierced by an iron bar. Triangular wounds, but he doesn't have them, only I know that. We all hope that the captain is still alive, but hope is not always the reality, we have to accept the reality."

"Is there any evidence for your so-called reality? Except for what you just said?" Piranha tried its best to suppress the anger and doubts, and its eyes were flushed.

"Think about it guys, from the death of 'captain' to the present, everything that happened, intertwined, is designed to lead us into this predicament that we must rely on to escape. This is a trap, from before the summoning order was issued , The booby trap has been laid, who is leading us, stepping on one mine after another? Who is the real convener? Who took over the task? Who made the battle plan? Who promised the solution? Think, if it is true Captain, did you just agree to accept the control of others without consulting everyone just now? Is the captain such a weak and reckless person?"

After some questioning by Da Qing, all the team members fell into silence.

"Perhaps you don't know that the IX security company that attacked us two years ago is one of the dozens of subsidiaries of SRC Strategic Resources Corporation - this information comes from the FBI, and it is absolutely true and reliable." Killing teased He glanced at the dark-haired detective beside him.The latter gave him a warning look.

"Then the cause and effect of this matter can be speculated: two years ago, IX Company tried to absorb the 'Arctic Fox', and perhaps they even contacted the captain in private, but the captain flatly refused. So they thought that as long as the obstacle of the captain is removed , if we suppress the most popular "Arctic Fox" at that time, we can fall into a situation where we have no leader and have to cling to others. However, no matter how careful the planning is, it can't keep up with the rapidly changing situation. Just after that attack, IX Company was attacked The expulsion of many countries in South Africa, too busy to take care of themselves, let alone the completion of the "Polar Fox Hunting" plan. And two years later, this plan, which was almost sunk, was brought out of the water by someone from the parent company SRC. With this fake 'captain', and a series of conspiracies afterwards."

Someone from SRC?The team members cast hostile and murderous gazes on Clara, who was pale and desperately wiping the blood on her face.

"More importantly, the other old wounds on the counterfeit are exactly the same as the captain's. What does this mean?" Sha Qing paused for a moment, then condensed his voice into a sharp blade: "It means that among the seventeen of us, there is one who is a slave to a tiger." Betrayer!"

traitor!who is it?The team members shuddered, and their fingers clenched the handle of the gun.

At this moment, the whistling sound of propellers came from the sky—the military reinforcements really came!

For the first time, Xue Yuan took the initiative to say: "First solve the immediate problem, and then talk about other things."

As if holding back his breath, Worf brought up the "Mini Gang" rapid-fire machine gun, which can be called a powerful fire killer, and shouted at Clara and the invisible shadow of the huge company behind her: "Go to hell!" !"

When military helicopters, vehicles and combat troops arrived, only the exploded railway tracks, empty trains, dead bodies and messy battle marks remained on the wasteland. "Arctic Fox", just like its name, came with great speed and left suddenly, becoming a legend in the mercenary world again.

On the off-road vehicle that had driven more than ten kilometers away, the survivors of the "Arctic Fox" held their guns and put their teammates on the shoulders, moving forward silently in the hunting night wind.

Ji Guang once again remembered the conversation he had with Sha Qing before leaving.

"Come back, brat, I can help you take off that damn shackle." Aurora said in a rare serious tone, "I have found a way to break the code for the broken thing on your ankle."

Sha Qing was silent for a long time.Beside him, the brunette agent's cell phone rang in his pocket.

Leo took a few steps away to answer the call, then turned back and said to Sha Qing, "There is a new case."

"The new serial killer?"

"No... yes, but trickier than that, a copycat."

"Imitate who?"

"—to imitate you."

Sha Qing raised his eyebrows, mocking at the corner of his mouth, and a cold smile mixed with hatred and pity, and repeated in a low voice: "Imitate me."

"Sorry, Aurora, I'm going to disappoint you." He said to his former companion on the other end of the communicator, "I am very grateful for the ten years in 'Arctic Fox', which allowed me to learn a lot and grow into a real Warrior. However, everyone has their own fate that must be borne. Even if you want to stagnate, there will be an irresistible force pulling you and running in the direction you want to go.

"I've become entangled with that force, and it's impossible to separate.

"Good-bye, then, my friends."

He tore off the earphones, crushed them with the soles of his shoes, turned to Leo and said, "Go, let's go back."

In the apartment, Fang Zhen just put on a new bandage for himself when there was a knock on the door.

He drew out his pistol cautiously, walked over to look through the peephole, put the gun back in his waist, and opened the door lock and chain bolt.

Reaching and Leo walked in.

"Mission completed?" Phalanx asked, "What's the situation, what about the others?"

Sha Qing replied lightly: "It's done, the target died, and none of the teammates were injured or injured. Oh no, the captain died again."

He emphasized the word "again" and stared at the phalanx with a half-smile: "Do you know where the flaw is?"

"What flaw?" Phalanx asked inexplicably.

"You said that you have been with the 'captain' day and night for nearly a month. Since he is a fake who is always worried about being exposed, how can he spend so long with a person who is very familiar with the original owner and may expose him at any time? There is only one possibility, It is you who knew the inside story and became his current accomplice. I think, before the SRC company used plastic surgery to fake the fake captain, you were the first member of the "Arctic Fox" contacted. You have to ask them to get rid of the Interpol Hunting, and they also use you to recruit other team members, mutual benefit is not it. What else did they promise you? Money? Kill the case? After rebuilding the 'Arctic Fox', let you take power?"

With the momentum of thunder, the square array reached out to pull out the gun in the back.Leo, however, was one step ahead and hit him in the knee with a single shot.

His right leg snapped and he knelt down, and the out-of-point bullet pierced the door panel.

Leo stepped forward and kicked his pistol away.

The phalanx was like a stubborn beast, roaring and punching.If he was not injured, if Leo was the only opponent, even if he could not win easily, he could easily escape.Unfortunately, there is a kill next to it.

Together they beat him to the floor.

Leo held the phalanx, folded one hand back from his shoulder, pressed the other hand on his back, and handcuffed him obliquely with alloy handcuffs to prevent the other party from prying the keyhole or breaking the phalanx to escape.

Sha Qing squatted down, looked at the half face of the phalanx exposed outside the blood-stained bandage, and sighed sincerely: "I didn't tell the other team members, but they will know one day, I hope they will be like me at that time." Restraint. By the way, when you sleep at night, do you dream of the captain?"

Fangzhen bared his teeth unwillingly and desperately, and squeezed out a series of turbid guttural sounds from the gaps between the teeth.

Leo took out his mobile phone and called his former partner: "Rob, here's a gift for you. Call your Interpol friend named 'Vi' and ask him if he wants to kill the murderer of his informant."

Ten minutes later, the police broke in and escorted the limping phalanx away.

Rob also rushed over and thanked Leo with a croaking croaking: "Great, you really caught him! You don't know how many times Wein has nagged and complained to me for that hapless informant, Say no one will ask him to borrow bait again..."

Leo wanted to get a hamburger or a sandwich or something and gag him.Sha Qing patted Rob on the shoulder with a smile: "We came back overnight, and we haven't had dinner yet, how about a big meal?"

Rob calculated the grade of the "big meal" in his mouth and the amount of banknotes in his wallet, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Let's go!"

The three of them went downstairs together, got into the black Chevrolet Suburban, and vaguely returned to the old days when they crossed states and solved crimes together.

Rob was driving, Leo was in the back seat, and Shaq was lounging on his lap.The Spanish male singer Enrique's "Hero" floated out from the car radio in a cold and affectionate way:

"...if you see me cry, will you cry, can you save my soul tonight.

You'll always be mine, still lie, run from me, hide from me,

I'm in it, I'm out of my mind, I don't care...

Baby, I'll be your hero..."