Battlefield Contract Worker

A day later, a vehicle carrying the International Humanitarian Relief Group pulled into Marsal's barracks. The few people who got out of the car were all standard Russian strong men. They were all dressed in gray-yellow sand camouflage and walked into Marsal's office, surrounded by a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Mr. Marsal, you'd better give me something of value." The Russian looked at Marsal and said.

"Of course, we had a deal before." Marsal nodded, he took out a dirty bag from under the table and put it on the table, "I think you should look at this first."

"This is..." The brawny man next to the Russian intelligence officer immediately reached out and took the bag, and checked it. When they found the passports, the man in the suit nodded, "Yes, it's him. Where is the man?"

"It's been shot. But it's not the person in the photo, we checked, that person is just a mercenary. We found this backpack from this mercenary. That's why we notified you." Marsal shrugged.

"Mercenary? How could he have this bag? Have you interrogated?" The man in the suit frowned.

"How is it possible, these guys are outlaws. In order to kill him, I killed at least six brothers. Let alone capture them alive." Marsal shook his head and said, "I checked the mercenary. They seem to be very professional, and they are all dressed up. The equipment is of the best quality of the US military."

"I want all the belongings of this mercenary." The Russian said solemnly.

"Of course, to be honest, some of my men like their short m16, you know that looks cool." Marsal shrugged, "But I still ordered them not to move, so these Everything is still there, do you want to see it?"

The Russians ignored him and went forward to look. A brawny bodyguard immediately said to the Russian intelligence officer, "It's all American, and these mercenaries should be helping the Yankees."

"Communication helmet." The Russian intelligence officer hesitated and nodded. The strong man unscrewed the communication module on the helmet and found a memory card. He handed the memory card to the Russian official. "There should be video information in it."

The Russian intelligence officer nodded, turned on the portable computer, connected the memory card, and read the video information. There was a lot of on-and-off stuff inside, but the Russian official was captivated by the video recording one night. He replayed it nervously, bit by bit at a very slow pace.

"Is this the Alexei we're looking for?" a bodyguard frowned.

The Russian intelligence officer nodded, "That's right, it's him. But he seems to be arguing with this mercenary about something. The light is low and it's hard to see. Damn, they did it!" The video showed them both surprised and helpless. That Alexei seems to have been killed by mercenaries. Moreover, the mercenary carried his bag and left.

"This... Alexey is actually dead?" Russian intelligence officials said in disbelief. "Damn, if it wasn't for this video, we'd still be looking for him, and we don't know when to find him."

"No wonder we haven't gotten any information about him for so long. It turns out that he has been killed." The strong bodyguards also said helplessly. "But why did these mercenaries kill Alexei?"

"Aleksey has cash in his bag, and you know who the mercenaries are. Such a pile of cash is enough to make people think about it these days. Maybe this mercenary doesn't know Alek. Xie's details, so it's just for money." The Russian intelligence officer frowned, "God, this is so stupid."

"Excuse me, gentlemen. We had an agreement before. I will help you find the agent you want, and you will provide us with a sum of arms and supplies." Marsal looked at the Russians with humanity.

"Of course, this is also the result of your inquiries. We will provide you with the arms you want according to the agreement. You know that our Russian government has always valued the relationship with you." The Russian intelligence officer nodded, "So You don't have to worry about this, but I have to take these things, including this video."

"Take it away, it's useless for me to ask for it. I just care about the aid you promised me. I'm currently at war. These arms and supplies are too important to me." Marsal He nodded again and again.

"Mr. Marsal, you seem very nervous." The Russian looked at him suspiciously.

"Can I not be nervous? I said that the guy I was looking for was easy to find, and you gave me assistance. Now, after a long time, you said that this guy is dead. Seeing that the assistance you promised will fly away out of thin air~www. wuxiahere.com~ If I'm not nervous, I'll be in hell." Marsal said helplessly.

"It turns out that, Mr. Marsal, you can rest assured. Everything we promised you will be well fulfilled. Even if the target we are looking for is dead, your efforts are still worthy of recognition. We promise There will be no discounts on the weapons and equipment and material assistance provided by you. Although we cannot publicly support you yet, we will assist you in secret. You are our friend." The Russian intelligence officer nodded.

After the few Russians whispered to each other for a while, they left. After they left, Marsal let out a sigh of relief, and he was indeed a little nervous just now. Fortunately, the past has been covered up. If these Russians really see the clues, things will not be easy to handle. Just really lucky.

Lin Rui walked out of another room and nodded to Marsal, "Congratulations to you, Mr. Marsal. Now you have not only won the trust of the Russians, but also the appreciation of our employers. Your performance today is impeccable. "They will give you the help you want in the days ahead, and you are one step closer to winning the whole of South Sudan."

Marsal smiled bitterly, "If they know the truth, I'm afraid I will..."

"There is no truth, what they say is the truth. And some Russians will not pursue the matter at all in order to cover up their mistakes. So you are absolutely safe." Lin Rui shrugged, "Next, you should be logical. Clearly disarm Alexei. Concentrate on your battle. Let us take care of the rest."

"Okay, I'll announce this immediately." Marsal said carefully, he no longer dared to underestimate this young Asian man, and even tried to control his speech, not so loudly. ()