Then a man waved at the mountain pass to indicate it was safe and asked the large army to come over. They didn't know how to drive, but the mechanics in the team were able to drive away the car without the key.

A group of people came from the mountain pass and swaggered towards this side. Liang Yong's eyes sharpened. Although these guys had received military training and looked like soldiers, their lazy style was awkward no matter how you looked at it. It didn't look like the locals. People are not like regular foreign troops.

Unable to see through their identities, Liang Yong didn't bother to think too much. He was calculating the range in his mind. As soon as the enemies entered the range of one thousand meters, he would start shooting to ensure that none of these guys were left behind.

Walking in the middle of the team was a tall and stout guy. Although he was wearing a turban, Liang Yong could still see his blue eyes. He was a Westerner. As he walked, he assigned his subordinates to take turns covering. He had military qualities. Very strong.

Okay, since you are the boss, I will do the surgery on you first.

Liang Yong sneered and calculated the distance. When the last person entered a thousand meters, he aimed at the big man and shot without hesitation. With a "bang" gunshot, a ball of blood appeared from the big man's chest and he fell to the ground. , Liang Yong's gunfire never stopped, and he fired continuously. The enemy who was farthest from him was shot first, and every shot was fired without missing a bullet.

"Ah...oh my god...what's going on," Banjo exclaimed and banged his forehead on the stone slab, frightened by the sudden gunfire.

"Don't make any noise, go over there quickly," Liang growled and kicked him down the hill. He also rolled down the hill. A series of popping sounds were heard above his head, and the enemy's counterattack bullets hit the place where they were hiding. These people did not react slowly. After Liang Yong killed five people, they immediately launched a counterattack and quickly locked the position where Liang Yong fired.

The next moment, Liang Yong climbed up to a big tree ten meters away and fired a few more shots over there. He was so high up here and had a wide view. He could even see the enemies hiding behind the rocks. Three more enemies were killed. At this time, there were only five people left who were still resisting tenaciously. Liang Yong no longer dodged and retreated, but ran forward in a curve. Banjo had already fallen far behind him and was running around with his head in his hands, let alone leave. With a gun, you don't even know where the enemy is.

The enemy couldn't resist and retreated backwards. Liang Yong still used his same moves to hit far away rather than close. The person who ran the furthest died first. By the time he rushed to the car with his gun in hand, there was no one alive in the distance, only people hiding in the car. The two guys on the side were still relying on the car, shooting at Liang indiscriminately.

Liang Yong put away Barrett, took out the Desert Eagle and shot them twice in succession, breaking their arms, screaming and rolling on the ground. Not a single shot killed them, so Liang Yong kept them alive.

When he walked to them, one guy had already passed out from the pain. Liang Yong was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stepped on the other guy's chest and used the muzzle of his gun to lift his turban. It was an Arab face. At this time, the pain caused him to His face was ferocious.

"Tell me, who is your leader and who was assigned to assassinate me?" Liang asked, pointing a gun at his head.

This guy is still very tenacious, clenching his teeth and looking fierce but not saying anything.

"Bang" Liang shot him through the shoulder, causing him to scream loudly in pain and asked again: "Next time it will be your chest."

It's in Arabic, so I'm not afraid he won't understand.

"Don't kill me... I said, we are the Sand Fox mercenary group. Members come from all over the world. After intensive training in North Africa, they can receive tasks and make money," the man screamed, no longer daring to hide it.

"Who invited you to come to Samya?" Liang Yong pressed. This guy said he was a mercenary. Liang Yong believed it. He had long heard that there were many mercenary groups in Africa, including many elite troops, which were more powerful than the regular armies of many countries. But This is the first time I have heard of this Shahu mercenary group. It seems that their equipment is good, but the military quality of the soldiers needs to be improved, and they are not considered a first-class mercenary group.

"..." The guy shut up again.

Liang started the fire and raised his gun to pierce a hole in his thigh. The Desert Eagle was so powerful that even though it deliberately avoided the bones, it tore half of the muscle in his thigh. The pain was so painful that he would have to bleed if he didn't bandage it quickly. Kill him to death.

At this time, the unconscious guy woke up and looked at this scene with a fearful expression. Liang Yong pretended not to notice him and continued to question the man.

"I don't know. I'm just an ordinary soldier. I get paid according to the number of days I participate in the war. Only the leader of the mercenary group knows about this..." The guy screamed and cried loudly.

"How many people from your army are here?" Liang Yong quickened the pace of questioning.

"More than 500 people arrived here a month ago,"

"Nonsense, how can 500 people control the entire Samya,"

"Woooooo... Not only our mercenary group, but also the Red Star Corps in Europe. They have 1,000 people. We are only responsible for peripheral security, and they are responsible for guarding the Holy Mountain,"

"How much is your daily salary?"

"$500 a day, disability benefit 20,000,"

"..."

Liang Yong asked a series of questions, but the guy didn't have time to think and answer them truthfully. At this time, Banjo ran out of the woods and saw Liang Yong controlling the scene. He suddenly became excited and became arrogant, waving the Desert Eagle, and As if he had won a great battle, when he saw Liang Yong being interrogated, he also echoed the words. Just like the duet, Liang Yong glared and did not dare to say anything.

When Liang Yong's interrogation came to an end, he turned his eyes to the other prisoner, but after one glance, he ordered Banzhuo disdainfully: "Kill him."

"Me," Banjo exclaimed, almost dropping his pistol to the ground. He was even more nervous than that guy.

"Why don't you dare? You can't be a king like this," Liang Yong said playfully.

"Who...don't dare anymore, I just think it's too easy to kill someone who doesn't resist," Banjo stiffened his neck and yelled.

"You just don't dare," Liang Yong shook his head and mocked.

"Don't provoke me, I'll kill you right now," Banjo shouted even louder. It seemed that this guy not only liked to brag, but was also very proud of himself. He pointed the muzzle of the gun at the man and pulled the trigger hard with his finger. No bullets were fired, so he shouted anxiously: "Why can't it fire? This gun is broken."

"How can you fire without turning on the safety," Liang Yong shook his head and smiled bitterly, completely seeing through Banjo's true colors. This guy is just a showman, and he has never even touched a gun before.

"Oh, where's the safety?" Banjo fiddled with the pistol repeatedly, not knowing what the safety was.

"Here, just push down," Liang demonstrated to him with the Desert Eagle in his hand.

"Oh, this little thing, it's easy... bang... ah..." Banjo learned very quickly. He fiddled with the safety back and forth a few times and got familiar with it. However, he accidentally pulled the trigger and fired a bullet, making a huge sound. He was so frightened that he screamed and jumped up nervously, fearing that the bullet would hit his instep.
Chapter completed!