Battlefield Contract Worker

phone-reading

"Thompson, a former Navy SEAL member. Lester, you retired from Company B, 3rd Ranger Battalion. This one is even more famous, John Clay, the famous Delta Force, an expert on counter-terrorism tactics." Lin Rui looked at them and shrugged. "Yes, I know who you are and what you have done."

The three mercenaries looked at each other and remained silent.

"When you were in the military, you were members of a special tactical team, which belonged to a secret project under the direct leadership of Lewis. The military code was nkb02, and the project code was Nightcrawler." Lin Rui said slowly, "You have executed many times. Highly dangerous missions, mostly dirty missions in complete violation of the UN Charter and the Geneva Conventions, including multiple incidents endangering civilians, such as the war in Afghanistan.

You have made many **** cases in the 3rd Special Forces Group composed of special forces. In 2004, your group, as the lead force on the ground, led a U.S. drone strike on an Afghan village, killing 27 people. Virtually all of them were civilians, including nine women and children. Of course, these truths have been covered up. According to the official report, you attacked a camp of an armed group and killed many militants. Lin Rui couldn't help sneering, "It's really a hero, a hero who slaughtered civilians. "

"This was just a mistake!" Thompson gritted his teeth. "Even if the war at the time was unfavorable, the senior management needed a little exaggerated record to boost morale."

"Finally someone is willing to speak, which is a good thing. Then let's talk about other issues. What did you guys do when you were Nightcrawler? Why did you pretend to be a mercenary?" Lin Rui frowned.

"You don't have the right to know. Go and call your superior, and I'll talk to him directly," Thompson said bitterly. "You probably don't know how much trouble you've gotten into. I don't care where you come from, Americans. Or the British military intelligence department? But you have provoked the wrong person, this is a misunderstanding, we are not just a group of mercenaries!"

He thought that Lin Rui knew so much insider information, it should not be some Afghan armed personnel, maybe some friendly army or something was wrong. After all, he was the first to be arrested, and he didn't know much about the inside story. So I tried to use this kind of threatening words to deter Lin Rui,

"Shut up, idiot!" Lester yelled at him. "They're not ours, and they're not British. They attacked the base. We were taken from the base!"

Before his words were finished, Lin Rui punched him and was speechless. Lin Rui moved the joints of his wrists, shrugged and said, "Trust me, I don't want to do this. But I have to ask you to be polite, learn to respect others, and don't rush to interrupt when others are talking."

"Who are you?" Thompson's face paled. If the person on the opposite side knows a lot about them and is not a member of the U.S. military, the situation will be a bit serious.

"Long story short, when you were members of the Nightcrawlers, in Jalalabad, Afghanistan, you pretended to be mercenaries and attacked another mercenary team. Who was in charge of this operation and what was the purpose? "Lin Rui shouted sharply.

"Who remembers what happened so long ago? If we attack more people, who would notice any mercenaries?" John Clay sneered.

"Maybe I can remind you that you were conspiring with the Israeli mercenaries that time, and that mercenary leader was Gross." Zhao Jianfei came out of the darkness, "Perhaps you should still remember my face."

John Clay's eyes suddenly became terrified, "You! Impossible, you are already dead! Who are you?"

The faces of Thompson and Lester also became ugly and frightened, "This is impossible! You are the bait that was used to kill, you can't be alive!"

"That's my younger brother, we are twin brothers." Zhao Jianfei said slowly, "You shot him a lot and used him as a bait to wipe out almost an entire team of our brothers. I counted it later, and he was probably on his body. There were more than twenty wounds. Only the last shot was fatal. Can you imagine how I felt?"

"Don't come here. This has nothing to do with us, we are just following orders." Thompson finally collapsed. After seeing Zhao Jianfei, he knew that he and others would never survive. They were still insisting before, because they believed that the other party might not be in a hurry to kill them. As long as they persisted, there was still hope. But the appearance of Zhao Jianfei made their idea of ​​persevering fall apart instantly.

No one knew the ambush better than them. This was the most beautiful time they did. Together with the Israeli mercenaries, they almost wiped out a famous Chinese mercenary in the mercenary world at that time. Even after so many years, they still remember ~www.wuxiahere.com~ so when they saw Zhao Jianfei's murderous face, they knew that they were finished, completely finished, this person would not let any of them live. No matter what his origins are, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to survive.

Zhao Jianfei lowered his head, pulled out the saber from his waist, and said in a low voice, "After my brother died, I did the funeral for him. I just used this knife to pick out all the warheads on his body, almost half of them were installed. Plates. I wiped his body clean and put on new clothes. But I couldn't hide his scarred face and the bullet holes in his forehead."

With every word he said, the faces of the three mercenaries turned pale.

"You know what? We've been together ever since, looking at him like looking in a mirror. Wearing the same clothes, eating the same food, going to the same school. A lot of times he's like a part of me. And you kill Killing him is like killing a part of me. For the first time, I feel like I can never be complete again." Zhao Jianfei said slowly.

"Okay! No more, since we have fallen into your hands, we have to accept our fate!" Lester gritted his teeth. "But we're just enforcers, like a gun! But who's holding the gun and who's shooting is out of our control. If you kill us, you'll never find the mastermind behind the scenes. The person who made and really killed your brother."

"Who is the messenger behind the scenes, isn't it Lewis?!" Zhao Jianfei punched him in the face suddenly, then grabbed him and shouted. "And who is the sniper who shot?!"

"We won't, because we know that if we come out, we will definitely die. If not, although we will suffer a little, at least you won't kill us now." Lester grinned. Zhao Jianfei's punch made his face swollen badly, and his mouth was full of blood. l3l4

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