Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Ten minutes later, an old-fashioned Toyota LC10 off-road vehicle drove out of the parking lot. After driving for tens of meters, Li Zheng, the co-pilot, told him to stop.

"Secret Chen, stop for a second."

The driver was Chen Haoran, he stepped on the brakes and stopped on the spot.

Li Zheng didn't speak, and the old monk sat in the co-pilot as if in meditation.

Chen Haoran was a little impatient.

Time is very precious, and the passing of every minute makes him anxious.

But he couldn't stop, because Zhang Jian said when he introduced Li Zheng just now, everything was up to Li Zheng.

This made Chen Haoran somewhat puzzled.

Isn't Zhang Jiancai the team leader?

Why did you suddenly hear that the co-pilot's surname is Li?

Of course, Zhang Jian didn't want to explain too much.

If anyone in this car is the most suitable for the battlefield, it must be Li Zheng.

He knew what Li Zheng was capable of.

"What's wrong?! We're in a hurry..."

"Shh-"

Li Zheng raised his finger and gently rolled down the window.

After listening for a moment, he pointed to the right: "Take this exit."

Chen Haoran was a little surprised: "Over there? That's the main road leading to the main city... Logically speaking, it's the place where the fighting is most intense..."

"Listen to me, go there, hurry up!"

Li Zheng didn't repeat himself, and directly gave orders to Chen Haoran in an imperative tone.

Chen Haoran didn't have time to think about it.

Since these people are the most professional, then listen to them.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he thought he was going all out, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car slammed towards the northwest gate on the right.

When the car drove out of the gate on the west side of the pier, Chen Haoran's heart suddenly hung in his throat.

Because at the corner of the street not far from the gate, an armed pickup truck was burning.

The flames turned the night red, indicating that a fierce firefight had taken place here.

Li Zheng looked at his watch, the time pointed to seven ten in the evening.

He told Chen Haoran: "If there is no fire when you leave the city later, you can pull down the night vision device, and I will open it for you."

Chen Haoran nodded, holding the steering wheel tremblingly, while paying attention to whether there were armed personnel around.

Everyone in the car was nervous at this moment.

If anyone has the most relaxed mind, it is Li Zheng.

Li is someone who has seen life and death. He is no stranger to these scenes, and he is very indifferent.

Although Chen Haoran said that outside the west gate is the main road leading to the main city, which is considered a hub, it is said to be a battleground for military strategists, and it is also the main point for armed groups to fight for.

It's just that Li Zheng had been observing from the cab before, and found that the flames of war had actually been moving to the east.

Before leaving the pier just now, he heard gunshots which confirmed his thoughts.

At this time, Ximen may be the safest.

Sure enough, there was no exchange of fire along the way.

A flag was pasted on the front of the car, declaring that it was a Huaxia vehicle.

People here don't have bad feelings towards Huaxia people, so it's relatively safe, but it can't be guaranteed 100%.

The car quickly passed through the street. The city here is not big, similar to the towns in China. After more than ten minutes, the car left the city and drove into the darkness of the suburbs...

Li Zheng pulled down the night vision device from Chen Haoran's head and turned it on.

Everyone put on night vision goggles, and the surrounding scenery instantly became clear, shrouded in a faint turquoise...

……

Country E, a private PMC training base by a certain seaside.

Qin Fei was sitting at the bar counter of the base, in front of him was a coquettish dark-skinned bar girl, and on both sides were full of robust mercenaries with all kinds of skin colors.

His right-hand man, Sasha, a former GRU member nicknamed "Polar Bear", is playing Arhat with a group of colleagues.

The game of stacking arhats is to put vodka in a big basin and stack them up one by one. You and I will stack up to several layers. After that, each stack will easily lead to collapse, just like playing with building blocks. Similarly, the loser will drink all the high-quality vodka that fell into the basin at once.

The gameplay is actually just like stacking blocks, very exciting.

At this time, the wine glass has been stacked to the ninth floor. Under the dim light of the bar, the stainless steel glass with a capacity of about three cents shone with a blurred halo. There is a kind of drunkenness.

"come on!"

"come on!"

"come on!"

People around kept howling and booing.

Qin Fei sat aside and watched them play with great interest. After all, Sasha has a common problem with Da Mao, and he can't move his feet when he sees alcohol.

As the owner of the most powerful PMC company in Africa, this private base is one of Qin Fei's sites. Over the years, he has expanded his business in Africa, and even developed to the Middle East, EU, and South America. "Flying Eagle", whether it is the military, underground mercenaries or intelligence agencies, all give a little bit of fluff.

After the ninth floor, it's Sasha's turn.

At this time, the wine tower was already crumbling, and its center of gravity was extremely unstable.

His opponent is a training camp graduate who just graduated this year.

There are two training camps of this kind every year, and there are military special forces members from certain African countries, new blood from mercenary organizations, and some guys who have just entered the industry but can afford the tuition.

Since he became the boss, Qin Fei doesn't stay here every day. He often flies around the world, talking about business, negotiating, and making connections.

But every year at the graduation ceremony of the training camp here, he must come here and personally present awards to outstanding students. Unlike him, Sasha enjoys life here very much. Even though he is the major shareholder of the company, he still likes to come here to be an instructor. , likes to kick the rookies' ass hard with their boots.

For those outstanding graduates, Qin Fei will select the best and recruit them under his command.

And the South American kid in front of him, Jon, was introduced by his old friend Sight, and won the honorary certificate of the best sniper in the training camp this year.

It was also because of this that Sasha wanted to play Arhat with him.

You know, a sniper needs a steady hand, which is a basic skill.

Stacking arhats just tests the stability of the hand.

"Be careful……"

Someone just wanted to remind that the polar bear Sasha's wine glass has been put down.

The wine tower shook slightly, and finally crashed, and it fell apart.

"Oh! I won!"

"Instructor Sasha lost!"

"Well done Jon!"

"Instructor!" Jon stretched out his hand: "I won."

Sasha took out a roll of dollar bills from his pocket, counted ten bills, totaling 1000 yuan, slapped them heavily on the table, and pushed them in front of Jon: "It's yours! Take it!"

Jon picked up the money, took out one, called Come on, put it where it should go, and then turned to Sasha with a gesture of please.

"Instructor, I really want to let it go, but..."

He looks around.

Then he showed a sly smile.

"The big guys seem to be unwilling..."

"drink!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

Everyone shouted.

The entire bar was immediately filled with men's roars, and male hormones were flying everywhere in the air.

Qin Fei still sat on the edge of the bar with a slight smile, watching everyone having fun.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He took it out and looked, and the smile disappeared immediately.

After getting up, he walked straight out of the bar, sat down on the lounge chair by the grove, and then pressed the call button.

"Feiying, XX needs you."

A familiar old friend's voice came from the other end of the radio wave.

Qin Fei stood up all of a sudden.

"Chief, please speak!"

"where are you?"

"Country E."

"How is your relationship with those armed organizations in Country Y?"

"I know, it's okay."

"Well, arrange two people for me."

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