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The sudden movement frightened Lin Yu, Zhao Yonggang and the others in the house for a moment, staring at the group of people who came in with surprise on their faces.

Even Li Zhensheng, Kui Mulang, Yanzi and others did not react. They were listening to what Zhao Yonggang was talking about just now, and they didn't expect such a sudden situation at all.

When a group of SBI members saw a large group of people in the house, they were also taken aback. They were also very surprised. It seemed that there were more than twenty people!

The two gangs watched in a daze for ten seconds without saying a word.

Or was Lin Yu the first to come back to his senses, and asked Zhao Yonggang in confusion, "Captain Zhao, these brothers are... our comrades in the Dark Stabbing Team?!"

Speaking, he glanced suspiciously at these people, feeling that these people's clothes were very different from those of Zhao Yonggang and others, but he did not rule out that this was another style of combat uniform of the Dark Sting Brigade.

"This... brothers... you are..."

Zhao Yonggang hesitated for a while. Seeing that these people were covered with thick camouflage on their faces, they couldn't see their faces at all, and couldn't tell if they were his own.

He can be sure that their Secret Stabbing Brigade does not have this kind of combat uniform, but some brothers used to put on the combat uniforms of other foreign organizations in order to disguise. Therefore, he saw that these people had no signs and numbers on their shoulders and armbands. Suspicious, dare not make rash assertions.

Li Zhensheng, Kui Mulang, Yanzi and others were still a little guarded at first, but when they saw Zhao Yonggang, they couldn't distinguish between enemies and friends.

However, the dozens of people on the other side did not respond to Zhao Yonggang, and did not reply at all. One of them asked with a bald face with some doubts, "Captain, didn't you say that there are less than 20 people? Why are there more than 30 people? !"

Scarface furrowed his brows, did not answer, and was very puzzled in his heart, I don't know what was going on.

"How can intelligence be so accurate, especially in this chaotic situation!"

Another team member licked his lips, glanced at Lin Yu and the others, and said excitedly, "Isn't that too bad, there are only a dozen more people! Give me the more than a dozen people! I'm just right. I think there are too few people, it's not enough to kill!"

Because he spoke in Hindi, Lin Yu and others couldn't understand the meaning of what they were saying.

But they can tell that what these people are saying is Hindi.

"Are you Indians? Why did you enter our camp?!"

Zhao Yonggang's expression suddenly changed. He hadn't been to the border for a long time and didn't know much about Hindi, so he couldn't understand what these people meant.

But at this time, a communication soldier behind him seemed to understand Hindi and probably understood the conversation of the group of people. He whispered in a bit of horror, "He... they seem to be here to kill us..."

"Kill us?!"

Zhao Yonggang's expression changed again, quite shocked.

"Yes! We are here to kill you!"

At this time, the scarred man on the opposite side said coldly in very blunt Chinese, "Which one is Zhao Yonggang?!"

Li Zhensheng, Kui Mulang, Yanzi and others suddenly turned dark when they heard this, and a trace of murderous aura suddenly appeared in their eyes, and they wanted to act.

However, Lin Yu on the side waved his hand gently at them, beckoning them not to act rashly.

Because at this time Lin Yu still didn't understand the origin of these people's identities, and the purpose of these people's coming here.

Moreover, he hoped in his heart that he might be able to ask about the whereabouts of He Erye and some other useful information from these people.

"What shall I ask you, which one is Zhao Yonggang?!"

Seeing that no one answered the question, the scarred man suddenly looked sullen and asked angrily.

While speaking, he had already taken out a sharp dagger, and said coldly, "If you don't speak anymore, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Zhao Yonggang gritted his teeth. Although he knew that these people were not good, there must be some purpose for calling him by name, but he decided to stand up and take responsibility. After all, he is the chief here.

"I am Zhao Yonggang!"

A loud voice sounded.

Zhao Yonggang was stunned and surprised, because he didn't call this sentence.

He looked up after the sound, and saw that it was Lin Yu who was speaking.

"I'm a political ideologist from the Dark Stabbing Brigade, may I ask how many people do you want to do with me?!"

Lin Yu stood up with his hands behind his back and smiled.