He quickly took off his backpack and rummaged through it. Sure enough, he saw a small leather bag. He opened the zipper and saw that inside was a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills. There were hundreds of thousands of them. It looked like Yuf
Funds for their activities. He quickly took out five hundred-dollar bills and handed them to Allende.
Allende's eyes widened when he saw 500 US dollars. The local per capita income was less than 400 US dollars per year, which was a huge sum of money. He quickly said, "Wait, I'll find a car," and he was about to get the money.
Wan Lin first took 200 US dollars from his hand and gave it to him, stared at him and said: "If you find that person, I will give you 1,000 US dollars." Allende happily took the 200 US dollars and ran away.
Wan Lin looked at Xiaohua's confused look after losing track of his opponent, and felt uneasy in his heart. "Venomous Snake" was driving a motorcycle, and it would be difficult to catch up with him without transportation; he didn't know whether Allende was holding the 200 US dollars.
Will you come back?
While he was hesitating, there was a sound of car motor. Wan Lin looked back and saw a dilapidated small passenger van driving up to him. Allende was sitting in the cab and waving to him. Wan Lin was overjoyed when he saw this.
, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat with Xiaohua.
After getting on the bus, Wan Lin first handed the three hundred dollars in his hand to Allende. Allende, who took the banknotes and saw that Wan Lin was so trustworthy, immediately increased the accelerator and chased forward.
He said excitedly while driving: "This is my uncle's car. Even though it's broken, it's very usable. It's usually difficult to borrow a car from him. I had to give him $100 before he gave me the car key."
" Wan Lin sat next to him and said quickly: "It doesn't matter. If you find the target, I will give you another 1,000 US dollars. The 500 US dollars just now can be regarded as our expenses along the way."
"Okay, don't worry, he can't escape. There is only one road out of the mountain here, which leads directly to Quinta City. This kid must have gone there to steal my motorcycle." Allende sighed inwardly.
It was a blessing in disguise for me. A second-hand junk motorcycle that cost less than 300 US dollars was actually exchanged for more than 1,000 US dollars.
They drove more than 100 kilometers and came to a small town. Allende parked the car at a gas station, filled up the car with gas, and said something to the waiter in the local language. Then he ran to the nearby canteen and bought some
Come back with some bread, local sausages and mineral water.
After he got in the car, he said to Wan Lin, "I just asked, that person filled up the gas here two hours ago." He picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Wan Lin, opened the bottle himself and took a sip, saying
Author: "Our area is very chaotic. There are many armed forces of different factions, private militia organizations, some terrorist organizations in your country, and some foreign military organizations. These organizations often exchange fire. You are not a local, and you
If you don't speak our language, you will be killed if you are not careful. Therefore, I will deal with people when you meet them, and you should try not to speak."
Wan Lin agreed and thought to himself: "I really want to thank Yuv for the dollars in his bag. I don't understand the language and am not familiar with the environment. Without Allende's help, I really don't know how to track it down."
"Venomous Snake" was flying all the way on a motorcycle. Ever since he knew that his opponent actually crossed the border and was chasing him across the country, his heart has been filled with fear. His opponent's calmness on the battlefield, fierce and quick skills, and super firepower configuration
It all made him feel fear like he had never experienced before. All he wanted to do was rush to Quinta City and get on a plane to avoid this terrible opponent.
During his many years of hard work, he has been to all continents in the world. Wherever there is war, they are there.
Looking back more than ten years ago, he, Yuf, Mona and more than a dozen veterans of the world's famous special forces jointly formed the "Flying Fox Mercenary Group".
In years of fighting, they accumulated a lot of money, but at first there were only a dozen of them, including him, regiment leader Youf, and deputy captain Mona, who survived with their excellent combat skills and flexible battlefield awareness. Unexpectedly, they survived the first time
In the battle with the Chinese special forces, deputy commander Mona died in a foreign country; in the second battle at the base camp of the mercenary regiment of country b, he and the regiment leader Yuf were wounded by two snipers; this time in China
, Yuf left his life there forever, and ran away like a lost dog.
"Viper", a sniper who shuttled through the hail of bullets and took killing people for fun, suddenly felt extremely lonely and helpless today when his comrades left one after another.
While "Venomous Snake" was thinking wildly, he suddenly found seven or eight people wearing camouflage uniforms and holding guns standing in the road five or six hundred meters ahead.
"Damn it, I've already memorized it, and you're still joining in the fun." He sneered, quietly pulled out the American M9 pistol with his right hand, rubbed it on his trouser leg, loaded the bullet, and then inserted it into the holster; he took off a grenade and fired it.
He reached the palm of his left hand holding the handlebar and then gradually slowed down the speed of the car.
Seeing the motorcycle approaching slowly, several people in the middle of the road stretched out their hands to signal to stop, and walked toward the "Venomous Snake" with guns in hand.
When the two sides got closer to about three meters, the "Venomous Snake" stopped the car. He did not turn off the engine, but grinned at the person coming by. Just when the person relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed at the person.
The approaching person fired five shots in a row. Before the three people behind him could fire, the grenade in his left hand hit him with a "swish". He followed suit and the motorcycle rushed out with a roar.
.The three people behind saw the flying grenade and rushed to the roadside without even thinking about shooting.
"Boom", a loud noise came from behind the speeding motorcycle. When the three people blackened by gunpowder smoke shook off the dust and got up from the ground, the motorcycle had already driven two or three kilometers. The three of them
He glanced at the motorcycle going away, fired a few rounds with his gun, turned around and walked to the five companions who fell on the ground, and saw that all five of them had been shot in the forehead and died on the ground. The three of them looked at each other in shock.
At a glance, one of them muttered "What a strong skill", then took out a walkie-talkie from his waist and reported something.
Wan Lin, who was sitting in the passenger van, faintly heard the explosion of grenades at this time. He quickly asked Allende to speed up, and he took out his bow and arrows and pistol and put them at hand, ready for battle.
Seeing Wan Lin take out his weapon, Allende shrank his neck and asked cautiously, "You won't bring me in, will you?" Wan Lin smiled at his fearful look and said, "You don't have to worry.
, we are very close to him, I will ensure your safety." He turned to look at the car, and then said, "I see your car has no brand, I won't be able to trace you if anything happens, right?"
Allende replied, "That's not true. We have a lot of shabby cars like this here. They are in chaos, have no brands, and no one cares about them."