The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

A rough camouflage uniform with out-of-shape colors and a pair of suede shoes that were popular in the Battle of Stalingrad in Russia are the equipment Zhao Ziyang received.By the way, there are also two pairs of briefs given to him, which are the kind of underwear that look like a sack is hanging on the crotch.Zhao Ziyang got two pairs of underwear and threw them directly on the roof. This kind of underwear cannot be worn, and it will cause friction on the thigh after being soaked in sweat during the long march.

"Jack, you can rest here." The bearded man opened a door and said to Zhao Ziyang: "There are still three comrades in the room, and we will set off early tomorrow morning."

Zhao Ziyang nodded, carrying his equipment into the room that exudes a strange smell.

There are many wine bottles, various food bags, and a few used condoms thrown around in the room, shining with the unique luster of sticky ****, mixed with the smell of shoes scattered around the bed, not to mention How bad it is.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang walk in, except for one guy who was drunk and fell asleep, the other two all looked at him.

"Hey, little boy, you are welcome to join." A burly man waved his hand at Zhao Ziyang and said with a smile: "There is an empty bed here, you can sleep there, but you have to tidy it up."

This big man had a beard and was a typical Russian race. The other one had a naked upper body full of tattoos, and smiled at Zhao Ziyang without saying a word.

"Hello." Zhao Ziyang smiled at the two guys, carried his clothes and walked towards the innermost empty bed.

The bed was very messy, the originally green mattress was covered with spots, as if something had been spilled on it from a drink.But Zhao Ziyang knew what it was at a glance: sperm spots, or the mixture left over from the battle between men and women.

He is very familiar with this smell. In the army, horse racing quilts are often covered at both ends. It is not uncommon for this kind of thing to appear. Even his own sheets and quilts have been rendered several times.

Putting the equipment on the head of the bed, Zhao Ziyang pulled up the quilt and spread it on the hard bed, and pulled away the piled quilts.

The moment the quilt was pulled back, a weirder smell swept through his nostrils.But Zhao Ziyang didn't intend to see what's going on inside, the sperm spot has already spread all over, can you still expect the inside to be cleaner than that?

The tired Zhao Ziyang got into the quilt directly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.He hadn't closed his eyes for several days, and it was very good to be able to sleep peacefully under a quilt.

The other two mercenaries in the room looked a little bored when they saw Zhao Ziyang sleeping directly. They wanted to chat and tease this pretty boy by the way.

There is no way, the current Zhao Ziyang looks like a pretty boy, and the change in his physique makes him look like a pretty boy.If the knife-sharpened face could be softened, the eyebrows shaved, and the breath in the eyes hidden, it would definitely be a bad face, and it would easily remind people of public relations personnel who specialize in serving rich widows and so on.

Zhao Ziyang, who fell asleep in the dark, had a dream, dreaming that he was shuttling back and forth in the jungle repeatedly, with no end, no goal, and enemies all around him.These enemies are quite powerful, they are elites from all over the world. When he felt exhausted and unable to continue fighting, suddenly a young and beautiful blonde woman ran out and shouted at him: special forces, hold on, watch me kill all these bastards!

Just when he was surprised, the blond girl pursed her lips and muttered: Earthquake weapon, earthquake weapon, I will kill you all!

After that, the mountains shook for a while, wide cracks suddenly appeared in the mountains, and all the elite besieging him fell into the cracks and were swallowed by the protruding earthquake.The earthquake did not stop, but became more severe. If the earth was moaning and trembling just now, it is roaring now.

A crack struck him and the blonde like lightning, and the two fell into it together...

Zhao Ziyang, who was asleep, opened his eyes violently, with sweat oozing from his forehead, breathing heavily through his nostrils, awakened by this nightmare.

"Creak! Creak!..." There was a creaking sound from the bed in the room, and the shaking was very violent. Even his bed was shaking back and forth, and the whole bed seemed to be falling apart in the shaking.

earthquake?Not an earthquake...

The seductive moans of the woman sounded from the bed connected to him, mixed with the man's heavy panting, and it was clear what was going on.

The Russian mercenary was working hard on the woman's body, and he could see clearly with the help of the weak light.

But Zhao Ziyang couldn't stand it after just one look. The strong body of the Russian mercenary was heaving up and down on a fat and huge woman.The woman stretched her fat hands around the Russian mercenary's neck in enjoyment, opened her mouth slightly, and groaned in enjoyment with her eyes closed.

The combined weight of the two of them was several hundred catties, and the small bed couldn't satisfy this kind of primitive battle at all, it really felt like an earthquake.

"Drink..." The Russian mercenary roared, he used all his strength to move his lower body forward, and then lay heavily on the woman.

"Baby, you are so strong." The fat woman put her arms around the head of the Russian mercenary and said with a smile on her face, "Twenty dollars."

The Russian mercenary took a breath and fell off the woman, took out a banknote and handed it to the woman.

The woman who got the banknote checked it carefully, then tore off the towel beside the bed and wiped her lower body, walking towards the mercenary bed covered in tattoos.

"Hey, little ****, is it because Victor didn't satisfy you, hahaha..." The tattooed man laughed loudly, slapped the woman's butt hard and growled in a low voice: "Lie on the bed, I will let you You know how powerful Sare is!"

The bed shook again, and Zhao Ziyang couldn't continue to sleep because of the shaking, his ears were full of heavy panting and moaning.

After about half an hour, the mercenary named Sare finally let out a long sigh, lying on the woman's body, the sigh was full of aftertaste.

"Twenty dollars!"

"Take it, little bastard, there's a lot of water flowing, but it's too fucking empty!"

"Hahaha..." The woman smiled coquettishly, wiped her lower body again and walked towards Zhao Ziyang's bed.

Zhao Ziyang, who pretended to be sleeping, didn't intend to pay attention to this prostitute, he had no interest in such a woman, it would make him feel like being raped by a pig.

A chubby hand stretched out from the quilt, and directly grabbed Zhao Ziyang's lower body.

"Little baby, don't pretend to be asleep, I know... ah!" The woman screamed, and the hand that grabbed Zhao Ziyang's lower body also retracted like lightning.

Around her neck was a gleaming saber.

"Get out!" Zhao Ziyang spit out the word lightly, and slowly withdrew the saber.

"Crazy, bastard, incompetent man, he can't be hard at all..." The frightened woman uttered a very dissatisfied curse, and dragged her fat body towards the drunk man who was lying on the bed in the afternoon.

There was a "click", the sound of the rifle being fired, and then the drunken man's cold voice: "You better disappear from here, you sow, or I will make a hole in your head."

The drunk man was more straightforward than Zhao Ziyang, but it was very effective. The fat woman was swearing while she was getting dressed.

"what!"

The gunshot rang out, and the woman screamed like a pig, and she ran out with her breasts bare, fearing that she would be shot.

"I said buddy, is it too boring to do this?" The mercenary named Victor said to the drunk man, "They are all here to make money, and it is not easy."

The drunk ignored him, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Little boy, what do you think?" Victor asked Zhao Ziyang again.

"Twenty dollars is enough for you to eat for three days. I don't think recruiting prostitutes is more important than eating." Zhao Ziyang said to Victor without looking up.

"But the lower mouth also needs to eat, hahahaha..." the tattooed mercenary named Sare laughed loudly.

"Usually those who love to eat pork will have high cholesterol, high blood, and may suffer from fatty liver, so it is better to eat as little pork as possible."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I like this little boy, hahahaha..."

The two guys laughed out loud at this, like what a funny thing happened.

"My name is Victor." The Russian mercenary threw Zhao Ziyang a low-quality cigarette, pointed to the tattooed mercenary and said, "The guy with the tattoo escaped from prison, but he has a very famous name: Sare. Yes Now, that drunk man is also the most ill-tempered but fiercest guy among us, I heard that he was a soldier, by the way, what's your name?"

"Hoo hoo..." The drunk seemed to be asleep and ignored Victor at all.

"Hey, this guy is always like this, don't worry about him." Victor spread his hands helplessly, and asked Zhao Ziyang: "What's your name, and where are you from?"

"Jack, come from hell." Zhao Ziyang said casually.

"Wow, you're from hell, it's so cool, haha, I'll call you hell from now on, little boy Jack, hahaha..."

"Not bad." Zhao Ziyang asked while lying on the bed with an inferior cigarette in his mouth, "Where are we going tomorrow?"

"I heard it's the North Caucasus." Victor lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled, "Maybe we'll have a fight with the Cossacks, maybe we'll have a fight with the Chechens, who knows, Anyway, I only need to give money every day.”

Zhao Ziyang nodded, knowing that these two guys didn't know much, but it didn't matter, his purpose was to enter Russia with the mercenary group.When I arrived in the North Caucasus, I was closer to China, far faster than running on two legs alone.

"I hope it's not a war with the Cossacks." The drunk suddenly made a voice and said in a muffled voice, "If it's a war with the Cossacks, none of you will survive."

"Maybe." Sare shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Anyway, I am a death row prisoner, as long as I can play with a few more women, I will be satisfied."

"No, no, Sare, our principle is to play with many, many women. When I earn money, I will invite you to play with real beauties in Russia. They are definitely better than that sow who can only run water and whine just now."

"It's a good idea. In return, I've decided to ask you to ride a sow again!"

"Come on, I suspect that the sow has been scared by that guy and peed out. I don't like the fishy smell."

"..."

Listening to the nagging of the two guys, Zhao Ziyang fell asleep again, and was not woken up until seven o'clock the next morning.

All the recruited mercenaries gathered in the yard and put on the distributed camouflage uniforms. There were about forty people sparsely.

"Warriors, hold your guns, we are going to fight for money. Remember, only open the safety when you are fighting. When you see the enemy, pull the trigger and kill him. Every time you kill You will get corresponding bonuses; every time you kill a person, you will take a step towards being a warrior. I believe that you are all warriors. Only real warriors are worthy of getting more money, and there will be a lot of beauties lying under your crotch moaning , are you ready, my warriors?"

The person who spoke was a mercenary with a high nose and a broad forehead. It was unknown whether he was a Russian, an Estonian, or someone from another European country. Anyway, in Zhao Ziyang's eyes, these people were all similar.

"Ready." The mercenaries of different heights and ages made a messy voice.

"Okay, let's set off now and go to the North Caucasus. Remember, there is the gold mine you dream of. As long as you can kill people, you can become a warrior and have wealth!"

A group of mercenaries were stuffed into an old troop carrier, and drove rumblingly to the North Caucasus region, where they went to fight, seek the wealth there, and transform into warriors.