The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

They all wore desert camouflage uniforms, red berets, makeup, jewelry, and high-heeled shoes. None of them looked ugly, especially the woman who held Omo's head with a gun. A blooming peony flower.

This is the world-famous Gaddafi female bodyguard, and it is also the most mysterious existence guessed by the outside world.

Gaddafi's female bodyguards were established in the early 80s. The number of them is maintained at about 40, and members will be constantly replaced.All of them have extraordinary skills and superb marksmanship, and they are loyal to Gaddafi and will not hesitate to die to protect his safety.These "women's army" members all graduated from the Women's Military Academy in Tripoli. In 1979, the academy was established with the approval of Gaddafi. The students of the women's military academy have to undergo three years of rigorous military training, from queue drills, assassinations, fighting, live ammunition shooting, to manipulating radar and launching very lethal missiles.

Hospitals who want to become members of Gaddafi's female bodyguard team must meet three conditions: first, they must be virgins. There are rumors that Gaddafi insisted that they "promise him with their bodies"; second, they must graduate from the Women's Military Academy. Proficient in martial arts and firearms; three, must be selected by Gaddafi himself from the military academy, one is indispensable, it can be called "one in a hundred".

Special existence creates special power. In Libya, everyone knows that these women's soldiers are Gaddafi's most trusted people.They are not under the jurisdiction of any army or organization, and the judiciary has no effect on them. They only obey the leadership of Gaddafi and Shafit.

The reason why these women loyally protect Gaddafi's safety is not only that they have gained power that is difficult for ordinary people, but more importantly, they regard Gaddafi as the only hero and idol, and they are grateful to Gaddafi.

Because Gaddafi has really improved the status of women since he took office, allowing women to have democratic rights and to work in the same jobs as men.

As a little girl who was about to pick up a gun to defend Gaddafi at the age of 14 said: He makes us happy, feeds us, and we can do what we want.My grandpa told me that before Gaddafi the situation was bad, there was no bread, Gaddafi saved us.

Gaddafi is a hero, the only great hero in the eyes of most people in China.

"You go out." The female bodyguard issued an order to an officer of the guard regiment in an unquestionable tone.

"us?……"

"Get out!" The female bodyguard shouted impatiently on her face.

The officer didn't dare to continue talking. If he continued to speak and annoyed the bodyguards around the president, he would definitely be shot and killed without hesitation.And if the other party wants to kill him, he can't resist, and resisting will only make his death worse.

The security brigade in Tripoli is responsible for the security of the capital and is directly under the Ministry of National Defense. It is also a force with considerable power.But they are nothing compared to these female bodyguards. The people around the president, even a cat or a dog, are not something they can provoke, let alone the loyalty that will block bullets for Gaddafi at any time. bodyguard.

The guard brigade withdrew, carried away dozens of seriously injured companions and quickly returned to their camp for treatment.They reported the matter to their superiors, but in return they were reprimanded.

Female bodyguards usually don't leave the presidential palace, since they must have been authorized by someone in the presidential palace since they came out and went straight here.Either Gaddafi or Shafit, no one can mobilize them except this couple.

"You can go." The female bodyguard who pointed the gun at Omo's head put the gun down, signaling Zhao Ziyang and the others to leave.

The rest of the female bodyguards put down their guns and made way for Zhao Ziyang and the others to pass.

After the development of the matter, no one thought that these female bodyguards came here to help them?

"Hush..." Omo whistled, looked at the beautiful female bodyguard in front of him, and asked teasingly: "Beauty, what's your name? Can I have a chance to show you the beautiful Siberian Ice Field?"

The female bodyguard who was being molested glared at Omo without saying a word, and turned her body to the side, avoiding Omo's eyes and staring at her plump breasts.

"Hahahaha..." Omo laughed loudly, turned around to face the female bodyguard with his hand on his chin, and whispered to her: "Actually, we can date, there is no one here who is more suitable than us gone."

Omo checked his height. He himself was over 200 centimeters, and the female bodyguard was at least 190 centimeters. In terms of body shape, it was indeed a good match.

"If you talk nonsense again, I don't mind keeping you." The female bodyguard issued a warning voice, with a strong cold light in her eyes.

Having been rejected, Omo shrugged his shoulders, blinked at Zhao Ziyang, and signaled that he could leave.

He is testing again, testing whether they can leave smoothly.Generally speaking, when the other party releases them and then carries out a devastating blow, there will always be a trace of signal in the conversation, but now there is no signal, which means that this matter has really passed.

"Thank Mrs. Shafit for me." Zhao Ziyang, who came over, nodded at the female bodyguard.

The female bodyguard snorted, indicating that she knew.

A group of people boarded the car under the leadership of Zhao Ziyang and prepared to leave here.

"Polar bear, there is another guy here!" Zhao Changzheng called Omo loudly, and pulled out a guy hiding there from the corner of the bar with one hand.

This guy was obviously not from Libya. His upper body was covered with tattoos, and a scar slashed across his face, making him look extremely hideous.

"Damn it!" The guy who was pulled out by Zhao Changzheng had a fierce look on his face, he broke free from Zhao Changzheng's hand and yelled at Angel: "You bastard, I'm going to use an iron rod to poke in from your vagina and penetrate it. Your throat has roasted you on the fire!"

"Pa", Zhao Changzheng slapped this guy's mouth with a backhand slap with a crisp sound, immediately pulled out two of his teeth, and tore half of the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Changzheng, who came to Lurker, received all kinds of training non-stop, perhaps because he inherited his father's genes, his growth far exceeded everyone's imagination.

This is a serious prisoner from the Serra Prison in Morocco. The Serra Prison is located on the outskirts of the Moroccan capital and is full of all kinds of serious criminals.There is no humanity at all in this prison, because these felony prisoners are all vicious, so don't talk about human rights with them.

This has also caused this prison to be violent, whether it is prison guards or prisoners. Even Morocco's prison reform has failed to change this prison.

"Bitch!" The felon with the corner of his mouth torn uttered a piercing curse, and the look in his eyes became even more fierce.

Angel, who was being abused, stood behind Zhao Ziyang and didn't react at all. As for the female bodyguards, they watched all this quietly. They knew that this guy would definitely die, and they just wanted to see how he died.

It's no wonder that the felon cursed Angel. The corpse lying on the ground was given by Angel. It's just that he didn't know what his dead companion had to do with him.

"Quack quack quack quack..." Omo laughed loudly, pulled out a revolver from the mountain, flicked the revolver, and unloaded five bullets leaving the last one.

"Little guy, let's play Russian roulette, quack quack..." Omo's laughter was full of cruelty, his eyes were full of excitement, and he walked towards the felon with a wine bottle.

"Wait." Zhao Ziyang called Omo, took the revolver and beer bottle from his hand and said, "I'll learn Russian roulette."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ziyang sat cross-legged in front of the felon who insulted Angel under the gaze of everyone, put the beer bottle aside, and asked Omo for a pistol.

"Boss, are you sure you can play?" Omo asked Zhao Ziyang worriedly, but still handed him the bullet.

"Just play with it." Zhao Ziyang laughed, staring at the felon with his eyes, and pressed four bullets into the wheel with his left hand.

Russian roulette is a brutal gambling game in which revolvers and human lives are played.The rules are simple: put one or more bullets in the six magazines of the revolver, turn the wheel any way you want, and then close the wheel.Participants in the game take turns pointing the pistol to their own heads and pulling the trigger; of course, those who get shot will automatically exit.

The game can be traced back to the Crimea peninsula, but its real popularity was not until World War I.At that time, Tsarist Russian officers and soldiers who had lost battles during the day drank their sorrows at night, so "Russian Roulette" became the best "fun show".Although people are often killed by guns, this thrilling game has become more and more popular in Russia, until it has earned the reputation of "Russian Roulette".

"I'll give you a chance." Zhao Ziyang asked the other party to sit cross-legged like him with his eyes, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and put the beer bottle horizontally between the two of them and said: "There is no limit on the number of rounds. As long as I lose, you You can leave safely."

Faced with this extremely cruel but extremely exciting game, the eyes of the felons also showed a lot of excitement.

"Okay, but if I win, I'll take her away!" The felon pointed to Angel, who was standing there with a cold face.

As soon as these words were uttered, the eyes of all Lurker members showed unstoppable smiles, and some even laughed out loud.

Damn it, it's a big joke. This kid must be a fool in jail, but he actually wants to take Captain Angel away.God, forgive this prisoner for his ignorance, amen...

Zhao Ziyang's smile became softer, as if he was very happy.

Di yo... The beer bottle started to spin, faster and slower, and finally began to stop slowly, with the mouth of the bottle facing Zhao Ziyang.

"Huh? My luck seems to be good." Zhao Ziyang shrugged his shoulders, swung the wheel with his right hand and fiddled with his left hand, watching the wheel spin rapidly.

With a "click", the wheel closed, Zhao Ziyang pointed the muzzle of the gun at his temple, looked at the opponent with his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

The lurker mercenaries around watched Zhao Ziyang ready to pull the trigger on him with relaxed expressions, including those female bodyguards who also looked relaxed.They knew that it was impossible for Zhao Ziyang to beat himself to death, and the guy who insulted Angel must have died.

But Omo's face changed, and he became extremely frightened. Judging from the way Zhao Ziyang turned the wheel and then closed the wheel and the sound, his boss was just like what he said just now. Play Russian Roulette.He doesn't have any skills, no experience, he just gambles with luck!

As the color on Omo's face changed, the other mercenaries sensed Omo's rising fear, and at the same time realized the problem, and began to fall into fear.

An Qier, who was keenly aware that something was wrong, strode forward and drew out her saber to kill the felon, but was stopped by Zhao Ziyang.

"An Qier, this is a fair bet." Zhao Ziyang sat there and said in a deep voice, "Go to the best hotel and get a room and wait for me."

Angel stopped in her tracks, stared at Zhao Ziyang's straight back for a while, put away her saber, jumped into the car and drove towards the city.