Larson could see the weapon in the opponent's hand from the corner of his eye. As soon as he saw the gun clearly, he knew that Jacques and Kotas were finished. But that was not the only thing that made him tremble. He understood the power of M21 better than anyone else.
, 3500 joules of kinetic energy from the muzzle can split a person in two, with no trace of the original appearance at all. Now this powerful gun is in the hands of a native...
Aboriginal? No, no, not Aboriginal, like a yellow race, that finger...
He could only think so much. While Larson was thinking wildly, Zhou Jiping had already turned the M21 around, and the butt of the gun hit Larson directly on the back of the head, causing Larson to faint.
Larson's worries were unnecessary. Zhou Jiping, who was holding the M21, was an expert in playing guns. It was only then that Zhou Jiping loaded the bullet into the chamber and then turned on the safety. You must know that the safety is not safe in many cases. Maybe he knocked Larson.
That one click on Sen's head would cause the bullet in the gun to go off, and it would be Zhou Jiping himself who would be injured like that.
Time is too tight and there are too many things to do, and Zhou Jiping cannot waste time. Although this solution is barbaric, it will not leave any negative consequences. At most, Larson will occasionally have headaches in the future.
Time passed by, but the two people who went to fetch water never came back. Just now, you could vaguely hear the sound of the motor of the four-wheel motorcycle, but now, the sound of the motor can no longer be heard. If you add Jacques and Co. who went to the mountain to search early.
There are two Tas, which means there is no news from four people.
Now, the remaining five people enjoying the coolness in the shade of the trees at the foot of the mountain have already felt the chill - not the coolness of the shade, but the unusually oldest white leader who is gradually feeling the presence of death, and his face is getting uglier.
Looking around, my uneasy mood becomes clearer and clearer.
"Frank, Eric, go see what's going on? Drive and drive faster! Don't stop, don't get out of the car, be careful, keep the intercom on," the older white man ordered with a livid face.
The two black bodyguards looked at each other solemnly, each checked the firearms in their hands, boarded the off-road vehicle in silence, started the vehicle and drove away. The other two men and one woman also hid beside the off-road vehicle.
Behind a big rock, the off-road vehicle's engine has also been started, and the roaring sound of the engine covers up the noise coming from the two-way intercom - they are ready to escape at any time.
They drove from where they parked to the Soyo River, but it only took three or four minutes to look around and then come back. It would not take more than seven minutes. In such a short time, there should be no problem on my side. All three of them are
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Just a minute after the off-road vehicle left, there was movement on the hillside. Compared with the silence at the foot of the mountain where there was only the roar of the off-road vehicle's engine, there was a lot of movement. Soon, a group of people appeared in their field of vision - Franco
Watt and Larson were tied up tightly and led down the mountain behind them. Two natives held knives at their throats, and the other two natives held their Galil assault rifles in their hands.
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How is it possible? Two men with guns were actually captured alive by four natives. The three people stared and opened their mouths, unable to believe that what they saw was real.
The tall and thin sniper was the first to react, and quickly occupied a favorable position. He pointed his gun at a few people on the hillside, ready to fire at any time, but he had no choice. Several thin natives hid obediently behind two people tied into rice dumplings.
Behind the prisoners, there was no chance for him to make a move.
When did the natives become experts at taking hostages? The tall and thin white man couldn't believe what he saw. The other two people also looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, watching the natives slowly walking away with the two captives.
At the moment when we were going down the hill, time became unusually long.
The tall and thin sniper searched the hillside nervously through the scope. He couldn't believe that just these few natives could do such a good job. There must be more dangerous enemies behind them... But were they looming, he
I felt something was wrong again... But, what was wrong?
Suddenly, the tall and thin white man reacted first and was about to get up and change positions. But just as he stood up slightly, he received a heavy slap on his temple, and his whole body immediately fell to the ground like a torn bag.
"You're pretty smart!" After knocking down this toughest guy with one palm, Zhou Jiping quickly pointed his gun at the man and woman who were close at hand.
The unusual noise coming from around them startled the two people who were hiding not far away watching the movement on the hillside. They turned their heads, but the expressions on their faces were completely different - after the shock, the exposed woman's face was covered with frost and frost.
Fierce, not at all like her pretty appearance; but the older white man showed a look of understanding, and even had a smile on his face
The old guy who had seen Feng Lang! Zhou Jiping immediately became vigilant. This was a really difficult person to deal with. If the knocked out sniper was a ferocious wolf, then the older white man should be a cunning fox.