Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 203 Happy New Year

It can be said that whenever outsiders enter the city, no one can escape such strict surveillance. Everyone's itinerary after entering the city is tightly controlled, and some suspicious persons are singled out and focused on. They thought they were hiding well, but in fact they were exposed from the beginning.

"Haha, they are a bunch of ungrateful rats. They are hiding in the sewers. I really can't be bothered to deal with them."

Looking through the information collected in the past few days, Sean narrowed his eyes and murmured: "Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being cruel..."

……

Niger is a landlocked country in west-central Africa, located on the southern edge of the Sahara Desert. The country is adjacent to Mali in the west.

(I will introduce the specific situation later after writing about this domestic plot)

In the northeastern region of Niger, an oasis town in the Sahara Desert, there is a small hidden military base in the small town of Dirkou. There are not many people stationed in this small military base, only more than 300 people, and this A force of two to three hundred men is dedicated to serving a special team.

"Guys, the domestic headquarters has issued an order, and we have to work."

In a multi-functional conference room, a black man with a bald head clicked on the big screen behind him, and a person's information popped up on it.

"Sean, whose real name is Liang Yi, is from China. He is 23 years old and the president of Baige Security Company. He is suspected to be the operator behind the 2.13 incident in Iraq, but there is no clear evidence for the time being. Of course, these are not the point. The point is that the headquarters this time The order given to us is to get rid of him at all costs!"

A white man of medium height raised his hand and spoke: "Hey, you mean we are going to sneak into a heavily guarded military base, and this military base is full of elites, and we are going to kill their boss inside, and then leave? "

Barney pushed the door open with a stack of A4 paper information in his hand. After seeing Sean turn around, he said: "Boss, these are the people who have been highlighted so far. Mr. Leslie passed the European Population System Through comparison, their identities have been basically confirmed.”

"Enter."

The white man touched his chin and thought: "Maybe... we need an informant..."

Hobbies: Slit the enemy's arteries and bleed them to death.

At the Baige security station, Sean looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the construction team that was still busy in the distance, feeling slightly lost in thought.

……

Name: Jeremiah Wellcome

Nickname: Falcon

Good at: assassination, disguise

A black man with an American-style shaved head answered: "Of course, I think you can transform into Captain MG. In that case, maybe you can break his neck by yourself!"

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

"Boss!"

Occupation: Freelancer

The bald black man on the podium pressed his hands to signal them to be quiet. He said calmly: "We won't be the only ones taking action, so don't worry. All we need to do is fish in troubled waters. We won't have a chance inside the base. We can wait until he travels."

Name: Hiroki Yamada

Nickname: Cartoonist

Occupation: Freelancer

Good at: Assassination, tracking Hobbies: After killing a target, he usually likes to paint with his/her blood.

.........

"I know. Sure enough, many people want this money."

Sean took it and looked through it casually, then put it on the desk casually, with a calm expression on his face. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Barney inexplicably: "One million, do you want it?"

Barney shrugged helplessly: "Boss, don't make such a joke. What I can earn by following you will not just be one million US dollars."

"Haha! I really believe you won't." Sean laughed and patted Barney on the shoulder. He changed the topic and said in a gloomy tone: "But there are always some people who will be tempted. Maybe it doesn't even cost one million dollars. Be careful. For the people below, I don’t want my head to be cut off by my own people one day.”

Barney's pupils shrank and his scalp was numb. Even though he thought his heart was strong, he felt his heart beating obviously at this moment.

"I see!"

This possibility is not impossible. Not everyone can bear the temptation of one million US dollars, especially in the special industry they work in. Even the first-level employees have a monthly salary of 30,000 US dollars, plus various subsidies and bonuses. , earning one million US dollars is not something that can be done in a short period of time, but now you only need to cut off Sean's head and you can get the money immediately. There is no guarantee that someone will not take the risk.

After Barney left, Sean sat on the sofa with a cruel smile on his lips: "Haha, I hope you... don't make the wrong choice, otherwise..."

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Hiroki Yamada was walking on the streets of Bamako carrying a box that looked like a lockbox. The people on the road were in a hurry, and the numb eyes of the civilians gave people the illusion of entering another world.

"It's such a barren place. Their blood is not even qualified to be used as paint."

Yamada Hiroki frowned in disgust and walked slowly towards a dilapidated hotel. He looked up at the tattered signboard and crooked fonts, and walked straight in.

"It's really bad here."

The interior of the hotel was not much better than the outside. The sanitary environment in the lobby was worrisome. The two poor wooden benches were covered with starch. Out of professional habit, he frowned even more after scanning the entire environment. Except for the door, There is no second exit at all. Once the enemy attacks from the outside, the people inside can only choose to break through head-on or wait to die.

"Hi sir, how can I help you?"

An unkempt old black man appeared behind the counter at some point, greeting the Asians in front of him in suffocated English.

"I need a better room, preferably on the top floor."

Although he was somewhat resistant to such an environment, he could only tolerate it temporarily due to limited conditions.

"Okay sir, come with me. There happens to be a room on the top floor here."

After saying that, the old black man walked out of the counter and led the way. After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, then turned around and reminded: "By the way, sir, you may suffer some sudden misfortunes at any time when you stay here, such as a sudden disaster from the sky." If a bomb falls from nowhere, our hotel will not be responsible."

Yamada Hiroki didn't have any objection to this. He nodded silently and followed behind, frowning and never letting go.

As soon as he entered this hotel, he smelled the smell of an old house. The key was mixed with all kinds of strange smells, such as the smell of sweat. After the old black man walked out of the counter, the smell dangled in front of him. The stench caused by not taking a shower for a long time hit his face. If he hadn't held it in, he would have spit it out now, and he wouldn't have the time to talk anymore!

(End of this chapter)