The group of people walked out of the airport and walked to the hotel they had booked. They pretended not to notice the actions of the airport security guards. They had no time to greet the security guards.

"The security here is very good." Dao Feng looked at the beauty and praised: "They are very dedicated and very sharp. I guess we are already under the control of the police."

"It's better this way, it saves you the trouble of running errands." Omo laughed and said, "The police here are useless at all. They only exist to maintain general security in the urban area. All things have to be done by the Cossacks. To put it simply

, this is the world of the Cossacks, they help the Russian government fight terrorism and defend this fortress."

"It seems to make sense." Tiger Shark grinned, looked back at the policeman standing far behind and said, "I'm afraid these guys are waiting for the Cossacks, hahaha, they are a bunch of cowards."

Tiger Shark spoke loudly, and pedestrians passing by couldn't help but glance at him a few more times after hearing it, but after seeing the scars on his face, they immediately chose to stay away from them.

"Damn it, am I so scary?" Tiger Shark cursed.

"Of course, haha, they thought you were a Chechen." Omo laughed, looking very happy.

He had long been tired of staying in The Gambia. A core member of the lurker turned into a logistics manager, which made him feel inexplicably sad. Being able to go out on a mission this time was the greatest joy for him, and he could be with his comrades.

They fought side by side, proving that he was not a useless person.

Several people wearing yellow coats and masks appeared in front of them. Their hands were in their pockets, and there were obviously weapons hidden inside. Not only from the front, but also from all directions, there were no less than ten people dressed like this.

"Cossacks, don't panic." Omo turned to Zhao Ziyang and others and said, then grinned at the Cossacks walking towards them.

A dozen Cossacks surrounded them in the center. One of them, who was tall and looked like a leader, glanced at a few people and focused on Omo.

"Sir, please show me your ID." The Cossack stretched out his left hand and pushed forward a bulge from the coat pocket of his right hand. It was a pistol.

Omo curled his lips, handed his passport to the Cossack, and said roughly: "Leonid, my brother!"

When the Cossack heard Omo say this name, his eyes lit up and he immediately became alert.

"Who is Leonid?" asked the Cossack, but his attitude became much better.

"The Cavalry Mercenary Group." Omo said to the Cossack with a wide smile: "Leonid of the Cavalry Mercenary Group, don't say you don't know him. Of course, he definitely doesn't know you, but

You can tell Leonid in any way that his brother Omo is back, hahaha..."

The Cossack didn't say anything. He looked at the passports of several people and returned them to them. He took out his phone and walked to the other side of the street.

Perhaps many people are very unfamiliar with Cossack mercenaries, but they don’t know that Cossacks are not an endorsement of a mercenary organization. Cossacks are not a nation either. They mean free people in Turkic and are a community of people who preserve traditions.

They are composed of Russians, Slavs and other ethnic groups, and are distributed in the Caucasus region of Russia and Ukraine.

Nowadays, Cossacks are just a noun. Most of them joined the Russian Red Army and belonged to the Russian armed forces. The so-called Cossack mercenaries are a historical name. They are the ones who have milk until they become the Russian establishment.

As for the Cavalry Mercenary Group, it is one of the few surviving mercenary organizations. It is also a symbol of the Cossacks and the most brave and skilled. Every mercenary in it is a hero in the eyes of the Cossacks. Their names and stories are in

It is widely spread among the Cossacks, and even they do not keep it secret. It is a place that all warlike Cossacks want to enter, and it is a symbol of the Cossacks.

There are other Cossack mercenary groups, but none are as famous as the Cavalry Mercenary Group, but together they are also called the Cossack Mercenary Group. The Cossack Mercenary Group usually refers to the Cavalry Mercenary Group.

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After waiting for a while, the Cossack walked over across the street, handed the phone to Omo with a smile on his face, and motioned for him to answer it.

"Hahaha, brother Leonid, I'm Omo, yes, yes, hahaha, okay, it's settled!" Omo, who was smiling very happily, hung up the phone and handed it to the Cossack.

At this time, the attitude of the Cossacks towards Zhao Ziyang and his party completely changed. They smiled at them one after another, and then the leading Cossack personally drove them to the reserved hotel. It seemed that he had received orders from Leonid.

"Captain Leonid is the hero in the hearts of all our Cossacks." The Cossack smiled at Zhao Ziyang and his group: "You are friends of Captain Leonid, that is, you are friends of our Cossacks, you are our Cossacks

distinguished guest.”

"Hahaha, you know, you Cossacks and I have fought together." Omo stretched out his hand like a leaf fan and patted the Cossacks driving the car, and said very proudly: "I am a Uralian."

Hearing Omo's self-identification, the Cossack's eyes showed great respect.

If the Cossacks are the real northern wolves, then the Ural people are undoubtedly the violent polar bears living in the ice and snow. The Ural people, like the Cossacks, are rich in the most outstanding warriors, but the population is smaller, but Russian special forces usually like

Recruit the Urals, they are loyal, strong, and reliable, making them the best candidates to become the best warriors.

"Brother, what mission is Leonid going on, and why am I left here?" Omo asked the other party without any scruples.

But the Cossack glanced warily at the four people sitting behind the car, Zhao Ziyang, and seemed a little worried.

"This is……"

Omo, who was about to tell Zhao Ziyang's identity, was stopped by Zhao Ziyang's eyes. He didn't want to tell his identity at this time. He was also involved in the massacre of the Cossack village. If he was unhappy because of this incident, I'm afraid

It's time to meet with swords and guns.

"Okay, this is your secret, I won't ask anymore, hahaha..." Omo laughed, saying that he didn't mind.

"Actually, there is no secret." The Cossack thought for a moment and said to Omo: "They went to the northwest to kill terrorists. This is a regular battle, but this time the action is a bit bigger."

west?

Zhao Ziyang immediately thought of the mercenary camps in the western North Caucasus and blurted out: "Are we going to destroy the mercenary camps in the west?"

A strange color flashed in the Cossack's eyes. This strange color was caught by everyone and they understood it clearly.

After arriving at the hotel, several people walked to the guest room. The Cossack sent them to the room very enthusiastically and promised to help them clean up the dust in the evening. However, they were politely refused. Zhao Ziyang did not want to eat this meal, and he had to leave immediately.

Head west.

"Boss, how does this guy know so many things?" Tiger Shark asked Zhao Ziyang.

"Idiot, he must be a member of the mercenaries." Wu Nan pointed at Tiger Shark's head and said: "If he is not a member of the mercenaries, how can he know the specific mission?"

Tiger Shark, who was called a fool by Wu, shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. He did ask a nonsense question.

"Boss, what do you think we should do now?" Omo stared at Zhao Ziyang with bright eyes, licked his lips and said, "Let's have a big fight? Gagaaaaa..."

Omo is a typical depressed person. He just wants to fight and nothing else. Looking for a girl is a physical enjoyment, and fighting is a spiritual enjoyment. The two are completely different. If Omo had to choose,

He will definitely choose spiritual enjoyment.

"Before the attack, I have to go to the mercenary camp." Zhao Ziyang glanced at Daofeng and the others, walked to the window and looked down and said: "Daofeng went out to get a car, Omo, Tiger Shark, you two think of a way

Get a helicopter."

"Okay!" Omo geared up and was extremely excited.

The Cossack didn't seem to be too reassured about them. He didn't leave after sending them to the hotel. He sat in a cafe opposite the hotel. It wasn't a surveillance, probably because his words made Zhao Ziyang guess the mission destination.

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It was easy to deal with this guy. A few people put on a little makeup and got out easily. Omo, who had difficulty with his legs and legs, opened his laptop and connected with Seth, requesting a series of relevant information and remotely controlling the tiger shark to steal a helicopter.

Daofeng successfully obtained an off-road vehicle and drove Zhao Ziyang and Wu Nan to the mercenary station in the west of the North Caucasus.

"Omo, once the helicopter arrives, fly directly to the destination." Zhao Ziyang called Omo and gave instructions.

"Understood. But... we can't get an armed helicopter, we can only get a small civilian helicopter." Omo said helplessly, looking very dissatisfied.

"Hey, the helicopter is for you to pick us up, not for fighting." Zhao Ziyang said to Omo with a smile.

"Damn it!" Omo suddenly became angry and yelled into the phone: "Damn special forces, you lied to me again!"

"Actually, you can find a girl to warm yourself up first. Once you've warmed up, the Archaeopteryx will be here. There are a lot of weapons in his helicopter. I guarantee you'll like it!"

"Really?" Omo asked suspiciously.

"Of course, you can request to talk to Archaeopteryx." Zhao Ziyang told Omo clearly.

"Hahaha, okay!" Omo was finally happy again and commanded the tiger shark to steal the helicopter.

The off-road vehicle that Daofeng stole was an imported German Volkswagen. It was very stable and comfortable. It was also very fast on mountain roads, far beyond what a jeep could match. So when they arrived at the mercenary station

, the assault cavalry mercenary group has not arrived yet.

This place is still the same, nothing has changed. If it has changed, it can only be that the atmosphere here has become extremely tense, and there are far fewer mercenary groups stationed inside.

"Stop! Stop!" At the main entrance of the station, several machine guns were pointed at Zhao Ziyang's car, shouting at them to stop the car.

After parking the car, Zhao Ziyang and the others jumped out of the car with their hands raised, indicating that they did not have any weapons in their hands and did not pose any threat to them.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" A mercenary shouted.

"Hehehehe, man, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, we are just lost lambs. We came here because we smelled the fragrant lamb meat. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce you. I am Las Vegas, USA.

Sri Lanka’s famous young gambling god, in fact, I am also a mercenary..."

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded, and the blade jumped involuntarily, with a wry smile on its face.

"Boss, they are very unfriendly. How about we go back and see how they died." Daofeng made a good suggestion to Zhao Ziyang.

However, Zhao Ziyang smiled slightly and raised his head to stare at the mercenary.

"Are you... Jack?" The mercenary's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Hell Jack?"

"Hi, Sare, you look very good." Zhao Ziyang smiled at the mercenary.

This mercenary is his comrade who joined the Warriors together, Sarai.

"It's really hell!" Sarai shouted happily, gestured to open the door, ran out and hugged Zhao Ziyang fiercely.

"Haha, Monk and I miss you so much. Hahaha, he must be very happy to see you. Come on, come in quickly, it's not very safe outside." The excited Sarai did not forget to say to the blade: "

Hey, brother, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were with hell, hahaha..."
Chapter completed!