The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Early the next morning, Zhao Ziyang, the goddess, and forty mercenaries were ready to carry out the business that Pobla wanted.

This business was brought in by him. As the head of the warrior mercenary group, Pobla knew nothing about the military, but he had a very broad approach and was able to attract all kinds of business.From bodyguards to assassinations, from seeking revenge to collecting debts, except for large-scale military activities that cannot be accepted, there is no problem at all in the rest.

When encountering some difficult problems, he would not hesitate to find other mercenary groups to complete them together, and use other people's resources to create wealth for himself.

Pobla is a thorough businessman, but a successful businessman, but he is definitely not a qualified mercenary captain.But this will not make him lose his prestige, because he can make money for the mercenaries, and this alone is enough.

Forty soldiers, twenty of them were recruits who came with Zhao Ziyang, including Monk, Sare and Victor.Combat missions are the best training opportunities. Under the leadership of veterans, recruits can quickly adapt to the battlefield while reducing casualties.

As for Vicki among the veterans whose injuries had improved, before setting off, Zhao Ziyang clearly asked Vicki to see a strong killing intent in his eyes.

It doesn't matter, Zhao Ziyang pretends he didn't see it, and he doesn't even bother to have the same knowledge as this kind of rubbish.

Zhao Ziyang, who was well equipped, saw the goddess. Her equipment was almost the same as his own, except for the difference between the rifle and the saber.

"Warriors, our task this time is to eradicate the Cossack soldiers in a village. There is no special requirement, just kill them all." The goddess asked the mercenaries.

In fact, this request can be said or not, it is just to hold the gun and pull the trigger to fight the Cossack soldiers. Either you die or I die.

"Understood!" Forty mercenaries answered loudly.

The goddess looked at Zhao Ziyang, who was wearing an assault rifle, and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhao Ziyang spread his hands, expressing that he had nothing to say.

A group of people boarded three jeeps and drove towards the target. The veterans in the vehicles showed a very indifferent posture, but the recruits seemed very nervous.But there was one exception: Munch.

Zhao Ziyang was impressed by Monk, and Zhao Ziyang could feel that Monk was a relatively silent but practical person, and this guy definitely had a lot of skills, but he didn't show it.

Along the way, the veterans chatted and laughed loudly, invisibly reducing the pressure on the recruits a lot. This is the advantage of veterans leading recruits. If you bring a carload of recruits to the battlefield, it will definitely make the atmosphere extremely dignified.

"Goddess." Zhao Ziyang called Goddess, and asked gossipingly, "Why do you work for Pobla? With your ability, you shouldn't be a warrior."

The goddess smiled, looking very gentle, but unfortunately there was an obvious conflict with her heroic cheeks, which was very uncoordinated, at least Zhao Ziyang thought so.

"He can give me money." The goddess replied to Zhao Ziyang, and then asked Zhao Ziyang: "Why do you work for the warrior mercenary group?"

"Me?" Zhao Ziyang frowned and said, "You don't need to ask, of course it's for money."

Two people ask me a question and I ask you a question. They ask exactly the same question and answer exactly the same, but both of them know that this is just an excuse, and they have other reasons.If it is for money, the big mercenary group can earn far more than here.

The two were silent for a while, and finally the goddess broke the situation.

"Actually, I'm doing it for something else." The goddess said to Zhao Ziyang seriously: "But I can't tell you what it is."

"Hehehe, I'm also doing it for other things, and I can't tell you the same." Zhao Ziyang smiled and changed the subject and asked, "Who is the girl in the room photo, your sister?"

"No, that's my sister." The goddess smiled, and stared forward with her arms around her gun, and said, "My sister is prettier and smarter than me. She is my idol."

"Yes, every young man has an idol, but to be honest, I like your appearance better, your sister seems a little too delicate." Zhao Ziyang expressed his views on the two sisters without hesitation.

The goddess shook her head, looked at the yellow grassland outside the car window and said, "Actually, what you see is just an illusion. My sister's real side is not like this. She can shoot and kill 0.4 enemies within ten seconds. [-] seconds, and [-]% hit between the eyebrows, she is far better than me."

Zhao Ziyang showed a strange expression on his face, with an average rate of fire of 0.4 seconds. According to this, the sister of the goddess is definitely a very powerful person, but I don't know who it is.

"You don't believe me?" the goddess turned her head and asked Zhao Ziyang, with a look of anger on her face.

"I believe it." Zhao Ziyang nodded and said: "Your sister is very powerful, I may not be able to defeat her."

"No, you can definitely beat her." The goddess smiled and said in a low voice, "My sister is dead."

Zhao Ziyang's face became even weirder. He felt that the goddess was very strange. When it came to her sister's death, she could still laugh. Could it be that there was a grudge between them?

The goddess stopped talking, frowned, and stared at the endless grassland ahead.

In the dark, three vehicles parked beside a hill, and a group of people started to walk around the hill to the Cossack's target village.

This is the target location, they want to kill the Cossack soldiers here.As for why they were killed, no one wanted to know. They just needed to know what they were going to do. Knowing too much would put a burden on themselves.Since it is a battlefield, you can only choose to use killing to crush your two under.

"My sister is dead." The goddess said the words again, with a smile on her face.

"Huh?" Zhao Ziyang looked at the goddess, but found that her face was full of ferocity, and there was a strong murderous look between her brows.

"Kill!" The cold and poisonous snake-like command came from the mouth of the goddess, and Zhao Ziyang couldn't stop it at all.

This is a Cossack village with about a hundred families, but there are no Cossack soldiers here, only civilians.

Under the order, the mercenaries rushed towards the village with their guns in hand and pulled the trigger in their hands.

"Da da da..." "Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Explosive gunshots rang out, and the residents on the edge of the village were shot dead without any reaction.

"what!……"

"Help me..."

"Run, Chechens are coming..."

"..."

There was sudden chaos in the peaceful village. They never thought that there would be a sudden attack here, and they would become innocent souls under the attack.

"Damn it, this is a civilian! It's a civilian!" Zhao Ziyang roared with anger, "Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"

But no one listened to him, instead the Cossacks greeted him with guns.

"Da da da..." A string of bullets shot at the running Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang, who was running towards the goddess, rushed down fiercely, huddled together and completed a roll, and pulled the trigger at a Cossack civilian hiding behind the window.

With a "bang", blood was spilled on the window, and the civilian's head was pierced.

"Goddess!" Zhao Ziyang was really angry, ran over and grabbed the goddess by the collar and roared: "We are soldiers, they are civilians, you fucking lead people to slaughter civilians!"

The goddess' eyes were clear, she glanced at Zhao Ziyang contemptuously, raised her hand to kill the Cossack who was about to shoot at her, and said, "Release your hand, there are no civilians here, they are all Cossack soldiers!"

After finishing speaking, Goddess Shan broke free from Zhao Ziyang's hand, raised her gun and charged towards the village, pulling the trigger continuously to shoot and kill the villagers.

"Bastard!" Zhao Ziyang cursed angrily, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two gun barrels pointed at him in a room.

Seeing the barrel of the gun aimed at him, Zhao Ziyang slammed the gun sideways and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two barrels disappeared, and he killed two more Cossack civilians who were trying to kill him.

At this time, there was loud gunfire in the village, and these Cossack civilians took up their guns and shot each other with the mercenaries who rushed in.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." There was a violent explosion, and several houses in the village collapsed under the explosion of the grenade, turning them into ruins.

"Kill! Kill all these Cossacks, they are fighters, born fighters!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"kill!"

The mercenaries shouted frantically to kill, waiting for their blood-red eyes stimulated by blood and gunpowder smoke to rush forward, harvesting one life after another with the bullets in the chamber.

"Pfft! Pfft!" A mercenary who rushed to the front shot out two bright blood flowers, and his body fell to the ground and died.

"Da da da..." There was a machine gun explosion in a Cossack's house, and the bullets rushed towards the mercenary rushing.

"Puff puff puff..." Another mercenary was pierced by a bullet, and his chest was smashed to pieces by the roaring bullets.

The tenacious counterattack of the Cossacks angered the barbaric blood in the bones of the mercenaries to the greatest extent. Their eyes were only killing, and they killed these Cossacks completely!The recruits were also full of enthusiasm. They forgot how to train, and only knew how to keep pulling the trigger on the Cossacks. Apart from that, there was only one thought in their minds: I want to live.

You can't control the situation at this time. Every family of the brave Cossacks has guns. They want to live, and the mercenaries who enter the war and are entangled by the Cossacks also want to live. The two sides are now fighting to the death. , cannot be resolved.

Hearing the fierce gunshots, asking about the gunpowder smoke, and looking at the lonely, old and weak corpses all over the ground, Zhao Ziyang's rifle slipped to the ground.He had thought of thousands of battles, but it never occurred to him that he would participate in a battle that massacred civilians.

That's right, the Cossacks are born fighters, they have guns, but, but their shooting, their evasion, and their fighting without dodging are not fighters at all, they are ordinary people, farmers, and their mothers have to take it The common people who took up their guns to save their lives!

It's a pity that he couldn't stop the massacre. The red-eyed mercenaries had already rushed into the center of the village. The Cossacks' resistance seemed strong, but it was actually forceful. They knew how to find the target, but they didn't know how to shoot more accurately.

"Boom! Boom!..." There were explosions in the village one after another. Relying on grenades and rifles, the mercenaries quickly completed the occupation of the existence. Some mercenaries chased the villagers who fled to the east, and some mercenaries quickly searched the room. Find survivors and shoot them.

"Wow wow wow..."

A child's cries came, and a seven or eight-year-old Cossack girl ran past on the road in the middle of the village, covered in blood. She rushed towards a mercenary and opened her hands to slap her.Seeing this girl, Zhao Ziyang could imagine that the blood on her body was protecting her parents, but unfortunately her parents died...

"boom!"

A ball of blood burst out of the girl's head, her thin body fell to the ground, her tear-filled eyes opened wide, and the tears flowed down, mixing with the blood...

Zhao Ziyang was stunned, this is not something that humans do, this is something that only animals can do!Massacres, real massacres.

The moment the girl was killed by a headshot, Zhao Ziyang's heart ached violently.This is the greatest insult to soldiers. Soldiers do not kill unarmed civilians. Soldiers only fight against soldiers. These mercenaries have stained the glory of soldiers.No, they are not soldiers at all, they are just executioners, out-and-out executioners!