Predatory map of ominous birds

The fight was over in an instant. Oldman, who used jujitsu and aikido's anti-joint control method, lost consciousness under the lightning punch of the enemy. Before sinking into the darkness, his only thought was: "**!"

Bo Fu picked up the unconscious stylish infiltrator, and threw him to the other mercenaries who rushed over: "Find a place to lock him up first, and remember to use tricks on him." Then Bo Fu walked back slowly to prepare sleep.

On the other side, taking advantage of this commotion, the insider at the base finally found a chance to allow the two foxes to sneak in—he turned the direction of the searchlight, and although he was asked to turn back soon, but in this short period In just a dozen seconds, the water fox and the ghost fox had already completed their infiltration work.They immediately hid under the site of the heavy-duty truck, hung themselves up, and then quietly waited for the truck to start and return after dawn.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the convoy of trucks had already started to file out, heading towards the inner base.At this time, Bo Fu also yawned and walked into a small single room - there was a metal chair inside, and the smelly Oldman was handcuffed by metal shackles and his hands and feet were baked on it. Senior mercenary, asking a question.Oldman's mouth was very firm, so he just didn't say anything - anyway, out of the principle of splinter cells, if something went wrong, the Osa Federation officials would definitely not recognize the existence of such an organization.

Although this guy was stinky, it couldn't stop the group of mercenaries from beating him up for interrogation, so what Bo Fu saw now was a guy with a swollen head and a bloody face slumped on a chair.Although these high-level mercenaries are at the same level as Bofu in this base, there is no doubt that none of them is a master interrogator-such masters are generally official figures.I saw Bo Fu who caught this person come in.A few mercenaries came up and whispered to Bo Fu the questions they had asked so far.

Very brief........ "No name. No identity. I don't know how it came about? The only thing that can be confirmed is his gender?" Bo Fu snorted a few times, and then on the side table The confiscated equipment of Oldman is displayed. "I don't remember seeing this kind of pistol before? Glock... This guy is really fashionable! This is a body armor, better than what we can buy at the arms dealer... The gang Guys with no morals dare to sell equipment that is currently in service or even under development, but even so, they don’t have such good products? The water is deep, everyone. And this small communication device... ...I think it's better for us to settle this matter as soon as possible. Don't admit it." Bo Fu is also considered a senior officer in this base, and the other senior mercenaries in the room are not idiots. Heap things naturally knew that the water on the caught guy was deep, but out of damn curiosity, they always wanted to know who sent this guy.

"Okay! I don't think we need to cause more trouble for our curiosity! What is going on in the core base? Who sent this person? What is he trying to do? I don't want to know at all! I I think you’d better not know! Alright. Let me solve this problem!” Bo Fu said bluntly to his colleagues, then he picked up the Glock on the table, opened it for inspection, and walked directly to the Next to Oldman, he pulled the trigger on his head.

The gunshots were a bit dull, but the small room obviously amplified the sound. The .45acp bullet fired by the pistol without the silencer punched a big hole in Oldman's head, and half of his head seemed to explode when the bullet exited. Brain, blood, and skull fragments sprayed all over the floor. "Okay, problem solved! Call two people to throw this guy outside to feed wild animals. We've never seen this guy here. His equipment..." Bofu looked I looked at the faces of my colleagues. "As the person who caught this guy, I took his pistol as a trophy. You can divide the other things as you want." Finished.Bo Fu turned his gun and left the room.

It’s just that not long after leaving the room, this guy received a communication: “Damn it! Didn’t I count it as a rest time at this time? Why did you ask me to deal with the breakdown of the truck fleet? I demand overtime pay!” Then this guy called two low-level mercenaries, drove a jeep and chased the direction the truck left.

The car drove for about 10 minutes, and saw a long line of trucks parked on the road from a distance, unable to move.Just like hell, the second car of the convoy broke down at the same time as the No.14 car, which blocked the convoy tightly, and it took time to repair, so the commander of the convoy had to notify the base and ask them to send some repairs technician.Bo Fu was the first to arrive at the scene. His jeep was followed by a truck with several maintenance technicians and some accessories.Soon the technicians came to a conclusion, "It will take at least an hour to fix it." The technicians devoted themselves to the intense repair work, and the driver and the mercenaries who escorted the car were also there to help out—they all wanted to fix it as soon as possible. Go back and rest.Bo Fu chatted with the commander of the convoy one after another, twirling the spoils he just got-the Glock pistol in his hand.The two were talking while walking in the convoy. When they got to one of them, Bo Fu had a smile on his face.

He kicked the half-height tire of the truck, and then aimed the Glock in his hand at the body and shot it. The commander thought that Bofu had suddenly gone crazy, and just wanted to hold him back, but suddenly found that there was a hole under the truck. "Plop" a person fell down.......

The bullet shot by Bo Fu broke the hook of Ghost Fox, and then the ricochet grazed his head, causing the guy to have a concussion besides a bloodstain on his head, and he fell down in a daze territory.After discovering such a situation, several mercenaries quickly climbed under the car and pulled out the ghost fox who was still a little drowsy.Then the commander of the convoy also loudly ordered everyone to check the undercarriages of all the trucks immediately—so the water fox was pulled out from under the trucks like a mouse in a trap, pointed at by a dozen assault rifles .The two were quickly stripped down to only a pair of trousers, and all the equipment on their bodies was searched.Fortunately, they had dog tags on their necks, so the mercenaries obtained the identities of these two people very easily. "There are only names and blood types... and the only thing that can be confirmed is that they are soldiers sent by the Osa Federation, but if two people sneak in like this, they must belong to a special force. I think we have to Report to the superior." The commander of the convoy directly took out the radio and started contacting, and Bo Fu circled around the two guys a few times. "You guys are so unlucky!" Ghost Fox and Water Fox didn't have any expressions on their faces... (to be continued...)