The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 569 Factory
The big man rubbed his shoulders, and then resumed his fighting stance. Ron held the barrel of the gun with both hands, and his posture was as if he was about to use the gun as a stick. The big man smiled disdainfully, although Ron just smashed it He was a little hurt, but after all, his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, so he could take a few more.

But he promised that before he was knocked down by the butt of the gun, he would definitely tear the smiling guy in front of him to pieces!
"Ah!" The big man roared and rushed towards Ron. Before the man arrived, he hit the door with a straight right fist, and Ron hurried to the door when he could even see the hair on his big hairy hand clearly. Taking a step back, before the big man punched the second time, he raised the rifle and swung it at his head.

A sinister grin flashed across the big man's face. He was waiting for this moment. When he saw the gun butt approaching, he dodged with a flexible boxing footstep that didn't match his figure at all. Because of his footstep, he and Ron The distance is a little closer than before, and the distance between the face and the face is barely less than ten centimeters. Now, as long as one punch hits this little boy's face hard, he can make him kneel down and beg for mercy!
Just thinking about such a scene made him feel refreshed.

But he seems to have forgotten that in addition to hands, legs and feet can also be used as means of attack. When two people are close enough, they can even use their knees to cause damage to important parts with a slight lift of their legs.

"Ah!" Although it was still the same word, this time it turned into a scream, the big man's face turned purple and his legs were clamped, and Ron swung the rifle in his hand again.

"Boom!" The butt of the gun came into close contact with the big man's face. Ron was about to make up the knife, but Leng Feng on the other side had already urged loudly: "There is another man! Go away! We won't be able to run away any later!"

Ron looked up, and a large number of Red Turbans were pouring in from the door. He was a bit overwhelmed just now, and almost forgot that this was an area controlled by the Red Turbans. The cold front had already started the car, and Bourne was hanging on the car with an AK. Xiang was shooting at the Red Scarf Army, and the car ran straight into Ron.

Ron dodged to give way to the front of the car, jumped when the car passed by, and hung on the roof of the car.

bang~
The car smashed through the gate of the hospital, and before the soldiers outside could react, Ron and Bourne immediately started shooting. Before the bullets ran out, they had already driven out of the town, and Ron retracted his body into the car with peace of mind, only to find that There is already a beautiful mixed-race beauty and a little black girl.

"Is this Dr. Chen? Leng Feng, you haven't told me that Dr. Chen is such a sexy stunner." Ron asked knowingly.

"No, I'm not Dr. Chen, I'm his assistant, Rachel, this is Dr. Chen's daughter, Pasha." The little black girl waved to Ron timidly.

In the front row, Leng Feng was driving while reporting to the warship: "The medical aid team to Africa has been massacred by militants. Dr. Chen and other Chinese medical staff have all died. Before the sacrifice, Dr. Chen handed over his daughter Pasha to me. , a little black girl, and a nurse, Rachel."

"Correct me, I'm a doctor, not a nurse." Rachel said angrily.

"OK, OK, it's a doctor, not a nurse. Where's my son? How is he doing now?" Leng Feng asked.

"Godfather, godfather, I'm here~" On the mobile phone, the video of the little black child that Leng Feng had been carrying before: "Where's my mother?"

"I'm on my way to find your mother, believe in godfather..."

"Are you going to a Chinese-owned factory? I think we should go to the US embassy, ​​where there are marines and it is the safest place in the world."

"Perhaps it was before, but now~ You can ask the opinions of the two compatriots beside you." Leng Feng said without turning his head while driving.

Rachel cast her eyes on Ron who was sitting next to her, and Bourne who was sitting in the front row was selectively ignored by him. The reason may be that Bourne killed her and spattered her face with blood when she was in the hospital just now.

"Have you contacted the embassy?" Ron asked strangely.

It stands to reason that if you have contacted the embassy, ​​the embassy will definitely notify the assembly time to evacuate together. If it is in an inconvenient location, although it is a bit troublesome, under normal circumstances, the embassy will still send someone to pick it up.

"Of course, I have already notified them." Rachel said as a matter of course.

"So whoever picked you up? How did he notify them?"

"I @their twitter account." Rachel whispered, and she just realized what a stupid mistake she made.

"Sorry, not only the Marine Corps, but even the American embassy had already retreated when the civil unrest broke out. There is only one empty house left there. I don't think we can get any help there." Ron replied helplessly. road.

How busy are the staff members of the embassy, ​​checking @自己实助信息 one by one on Twitter every day?This girl deserved to be trapped here. Ron originally thought she stayed here voluntarily, but now it seems that it should be because of stupidity.

Unconvinced, Rachel took out her mobile phone and called the embassy. The answer she got was of course the answering machine of the embassy.

"FXXK!" Rachel slammed her phone angrily, "Stop! I want to stop!"

Leng Feng looked at Ron and asked what he meant, Ron nodded indifferently.

The car squeaked and stopped on the side of the road. Rachel got out of the car angrily, and stopped after taking two steps.

"Let's go, why don't you go?" Ron laughed at the car door after getting out of the car, and saw six or seven lions lying in a mess in front of Rachel, lazily basking in the sun.

"You should be thankful that they are full, otherwise they will put their hands together and thank nature for the gift. Hey, Bourne, is there a word for takeaway in the language of lions? Do you think these lions will treat us as food delivery ?”

Bourne laughed and said nothing.

"Rachel, come back." Pasha called out pitifully, and finally gave her a step down. Rachel walked around the car, opened the door from the other side and got into the car, and sat on the other side angrily.

Most of the roads in Africa are mainly dirt roads paved with gravel. Even if they drive an SUV with a relatively high chassis, the speed will not be too fast. It took Ron and his party almost an hour to complete the trip. 80 kilometers of mountain roads.

Seeing the outline of the Chinese-funded factory in front of him becoming clearer and clearer, Ron suddenly patted the seat in front of him: "Stop! It's cold, stop quickly!"

Unexpectedly, he didn't know why, but out of the friendship of escaping together, Leng Feng still parked the car on the side of the road: "What's the matter? Ron."

"I don't think we can go any further, or at least we shouldn't pass all of them." Ron pointed to the factory in front with a serious face: "Look at the small road in front of the factory, obstacles are deliberately placed on the road, so that vehicles can only pass through obstacles." Going around in things, I think there is a problem."

Leng Feng looked in the direction Ron pointed, and immediately saw the problem Ron pointed out. He couldn't help giving Ron a thumbs up in his heart. If Ron hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have noticed.

"Indeed, this is a bit unusual, what do you think caused it?" Leng Feng was a special soldier

In terms of personal ability, he thinks he is good, but when it comes to tactical level, he is a little bit less interesting. In this case, he is more willing to seek Ron's opinion.

Although Bourne was frustrated, his natural intimacy with Ron made him very willing to listen to Ron's words. Ron had unknowingly become the backbone of this small peak team.

"There are only two situations, either this is a defensive facility organized by the people in the factory after receiving information about the civil unrest, or this place has been occupied by the Red Scarf Army, and they intend to make it a temporary stronghold, but no matter which Kind of, I don’t think we should rush forward.”

Ron thought for a while and said, although the memories of movies in his previous life are still a little fuzzy, Ron is more willing to be more cautious about this uncertain situation.

Affected by Ron's emotions, Leng Feng also began to become cautious: "The first situation is fine, as long as we communicate with them, there will be no problem, but the second situation is dangerous, what should we do now?"

"Under such circumstances, I would send a drone to take a look first, but we don't have a drone now." Ron said angrily.

This trip to Africa was a temporary idea of ​​his, and all the weapons and equipment were temporarily deployed from the arms sold by Yuri in Africa.

Low-level houses like African warlords melee have not even figured out the most basic infantry coordination. It is a joke to expect them to control drones and play high-end unmanned warfare, so drones are not here. There are no sales, and Yuri naturally has no equipment.

"Or let's send a scout over there, like me."

As Bourne said, he untied his backpack and prepared to go there, but was stopped by Leng Feng when he was about to take action: "I'd better go, I'm from Huaxia, if it's the second case, at least they don't Will shoot straight away, most of the mercenaries in this place are white people like you."

This is the truth. There are many wars in Africa, and the quality of warlords' soldiers is low, so they often use mercenaries. The biggest source of mercenaries is the veterans retired from the European and American armies, and most of them are Caucasians.

Bourne looked at Ron, and Ron nodded after thinking about it and said, "If this is the case, I suggest that you don't take any weapons, go there empty-handed, and express our goodwill to the greatest extent, but don't worry, Bourne and I En will provide you with full fire support, if it doesn't feel right, run immediately, run as hard as you can, understand? I guarantee that if you turn around and run, they will definitely not shoot you."

"Don't worry, I'm the sprint champion in the army." Leng Feng said carelessly, without taking life and death seriously.

He was not worried about his own safety. Ron's performance along the way had convinced him of the strength of his new friend. Since he dared to assure himself, he would be fine.

"OK, let's act now," Ron clapped his hands and began to give orders: "Women and children stay here, Bourne, you will operate the rocket launcher, and I will be in charge of short-range fire support."

As Ron said, he took out a Browning M2 heavy machine gun from the trunk and carried it on his shoulder, and stuffed the ammunition box into Leng Feng's hand.

The two walked forward together for 200 meters, and found a small sunken mound. Ron put down the tripod and mounted the machine gun, and took the ammunition box from Leng Feng: "I will leave it to you, remember what I said, If the situation is wrong, run as fast as you can!"

Before leaving, Ron explained again worriedly, Leng Feng just nodded silently, turned around and walked towards the factory alone.

Ron and Byrne followed Leng Feng's back all the time. Under their gaze, Leng Feng walked through the obstacle zone set up with gasoline barrels of old tires. He had just arrived at the gate of the factory when two gunshots of "Peng Peng" were fired, and the bullets fired. On the land in front of Leng Feng, Ron's finger was on the trigger immediately. Just as he was about to shoot, Leng Feng waved his hand to his position, then turned around and raised his hands, and walked a few steps forward.

"I'm from Huaxia, and I'm here to find Nisha, Tutu's mother."

Tutu is the name of Leng Feng's godson, and his mother happened to work here.

As soon as the words fell, a group of black men wearing security uniforms and holding AKs flashed out from behind the debris piled at the factory gate. In an instant, more than a dozen guns were aimed at Leng Feng.

However, Leng Feng and Ron heaved a sigh of relief. They were still wearing security uniforms, which meant that this place had not been occupied by the Red Scarf Army.

"Is anyone there? I'm here to save you." Leng Feng was not sure whether the security guards could understand Chinese, so he could only yell at the gate.

The door opened with a bang, and a group of armed security guards with guns surrounded a young man with earphones hanging around his neck. He stepped out, walked around the cold wind twice, looked back and forth, and suddenly took out a pistol from his body and pointed it at him. On Leng Lengfeng's head, an extremely arrogant voice sounded in Leng Lengfeng's ear and the factory's loudspeaker at the same time:
"I have 18 AKs and 30 Type [-] grenades. Now a gun is on your head. What can you do to save us?"

Well, it seems that this should be a spoiled rich second generation. Ron made a conclusion in his heart, but he still felt a little uncomfortable with the attitude of this rich second generation, so he picked up the walkie-talkie next to him: "This person's attitude is a bit Arrogant~ I think we should give him some color."

"What are you going to do?" Bourne looked forward with Ron as the horse leader.

"Three ranging flares, you know." Ron's mouth curled into a smirk.

The 107 rocket launcher was originally loaded with signal flares, and Bourne didn't even need to measure the distance, because he had already measured it, and just pressed the launch button.

"Peng Peng Peng ~"

Three rockets flew into the air, crossed a short and flat arc, and landed next to the rich second generation almost instantly. A security guard who looked like a veteran next to her saw that the situation was not good, and immediately fell to the ground with the rich second generation's collar. The whole person rushed up and pressed him under him: "Lie down quickly! The enemy attacked!"

The black security guards immediately panicked, and quickly fell to the ground and covered their heads. However, after waiting for a long time, they failed to wait for the explosion they expected. Only then did they dare to open their eyes cautiously.

Next to where Leng Feng was standing, three flares thrown here were emitting white smoke.

They were played.

(End of this chapter)