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"No need for an escort, I can just go by myself."

Luo Yang was not willing to let Lin Mo be involved in this battle with the government troops. Lin Mo had no intention of getting involved. He put down the teapot, stood up and dusted himself off.

After all, Lin Mo represents the Chinese side, and rashly attacking the Syrian government forces means China's interference in the Syrian civil war. This is something that only the United States can do, and it is not in line with China's foreign policy.

Luo Yang held the AK-74 and looked nervously at the direction of the flying shells. He said without looking back: "Molin, be careful! Remember the email I gave you last time. If you want to interview or break the news anytime, You can contact me. I can find a place to access the Internet here. Don’t worry, I will leave the group photo for you. Haha, who would say this is fate? Remember to treat me to dinner then." He seemed to have identified Lin. Mo’s identity as a Xinhua News Agency reporter.

The impact point was not far from them, which meant they were within range of government artillery fire.

He couldn't care about Lin Mo at this time. He didn't open his eyes to the cannonballs. God knew whether they would fall on his head.

Immediately afterwards, several more artillery shells were fired, and some people recognized them as curved artillery. The soldiers of the Free Army panicked for a while and then regained their composure. Some soldiers carried rockets and advanced in the direction of the projectiles, intending to eliminate them. Get rid of those mortars that pose a huge threat to them.

"Okay, it's settled! Then take care of yourself and go back early. Don't be too reluctant. Thank you for your hospitality."

Lin Mo shouldered his backpack again, and suddenly there was a burst of gunfire not far away. The Free Army was engaged in fierce exchanges of fire with the government forces they encountered.

Maybe in a little while, this place will become a battlefield filled with bullets.

Luo Yang turned around and wanted to explain a few more words, but suddenly found that Lin Mo was missing.

Huh? ! Where are people?

Luo Yang touched his head, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

In just one or two seconds, the other party quietly disappeared beside him as if he had never appeared before. Looking around again, Luo Yang blinked a few times and couldn't find Lin Mo.

The other person left a little too quickly.

"Damn it. It can't be that he really saw a ghost!" Luo Yang shuddered. He heard that very evil things sometimes happened on the battlefield. It couldn't be that the ghost of the reporter after his death came to him.

But he saw the steaming teapot on the blanket. There were signs of being drunk. He let out a long sigh of relief. He must not be a ghost. Ghosts don't know how to drink tea.

"I'm scared to death, these reporters are so mysterious."

Luo Yang shook his head and suddenly heard his boss, Captain Hijab, calling him to enter the position. There was going to be another fierce battle -

"Report to 'Black Fox No. 1', I am 'Black Fox No. 2', and the 'Dragon Knight' has escaped safely."

In an outside corner, a black-gray digital telescope was slowly retracted. Next to it stood a large-caliber sniper rifle.

"Confirm, 'Black Fox No. 4' will be responsible for following up, and 'Black Fox No. 2' will return. Pay attention to safety!"

A slight response came from the earphones of the khaki-style camouflage helmet worn by the telescope holder.

"'Black Fox 4' received it, start taking action now."

"Report to Black Fox No. 1. Black Fox No. 5 found rats, fifteen in number."

"Roger, 'Black Fox No. 2', you and 'Black Fox No. 5' go kill those rats."

"Confirm the new order, 'Black Fox 2' will now begin execution!"

"'Black Fox No. 5' begins the purge!"

On the outskirts of the city where gunfire could be heard, several action teams belonging to the same team took action again.

Lin Mo held a 10-inch tablet in his hand. Of course this is the gold coin brand.

The tablet is really the best disguise for the hand-held light microscope. Slightly changing the shape of the light microscope and applying it to the gold-type dragon-transformed tablet will save a lot of trouble and you won't be afraid of being seen by others.

When he was with Luo Yang, Lin Mo vaguely noticed that someone was observing him from a distance. This was the dragon knight's war instinct.

This journey was a bit uneven, and you can't blame Lin Mo for asking for trouble, because the Dragon Knight itself was the biggest source of trouble.

The light mirror technique switched several scenes, and Lin Mo saw snipers observing him, and some well-equipped armed men approaching him.

The two major armed organizations in Syria are either the government army or the rebel army. It is impossible for either party to mobilize troops and send armed personnel to follow Lin Mo like this.

Then the only possibility is Lin Mo's enemy.

But it is not clear which group of forces is seeking revenge.

The Vietnamese, British, Japanese, Americans, and even those recently formed in "Abyss Nirvana", there are countless organizations or forces that have enmity with Lin Mo.

The other party thought that Lin Mo happened to be alone now, so he might have an opportunity to take advantage of it. This wishful thinking was destined to fail.

Hum! If it was really that easy to deal with, the "Demon Hunter" team and the "Bai Qi" team wouldn't be able to let Lin Mo go on the road alone with such confidence.

If the people of "Dark Night" were really that easy to bully, they wouldn't be called "Dark Night" anymore. Even if they suffered a loss, it wouldn't be the "Demon Hunter" and "Bai Qi"'s turn to help get them back.

Even so, the top military officials still secretly provided Lin Mo with double insurance.

Maybe in the future we will meet again that Fudan student who went to the battlefield in Syria to seek excitement.

Although he encountered some minor troubles, Lin Mo had no intention of giving up the trip.

"Huh? Interesting!"

Lin Mo couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the scene of pseudo-plate light microscopy.

The people following him turned out to be not the same group of people. One group of people was divided into two groups and was shooting one at a time to kill the other group of people.

Could it be that the higher-ups were protecting themselves?

This is good, it can save some energy.

Lin Mo moved the sniper through the light microscope and couldn't tell whether the sniper with the khaki camouflage on his face was an East Asian or a Central Asian.

With the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, the journey to complete this private mission may not be too boring.

An ordinary person would have been so frightened that his legs would weaken, but the Dragon Knight turned a blind eye and instead took it as a way to spice up the journey with relish.

Every time this guy appears on the ground in a foreign country, he always makes a fuss, and without exception.

In the night.

Two hundred kilometers east of Damascus.

"'Frog', we have lost our target. He should have noticed us."

"If that guy was really easy to deal with, his employer wouldn't offer such a high bounty. I heard that all the people from 'Jaws' have been wiped out, and they didn't even have time to reach the target."

"Hmph, I guess someone is breaking the rules and wants to take the bounty all to himself. I want to see who has eaten the heart of the bear and the guts of the leopard. Aren't I afraid of being attacked by a group? The target is alive and well. I haven't yet. Infighting started as soon as they started, and today's mercenary team is simply becoming more and more short-sighted."

"'White Camel', these days, the bold will be starved to death, and the timid will be starved to death. Only those who do not follow the rules can eat. Doesn't that guy from 'Jaws' often do dirty work?"

"We have to be careful, don't let those gangsters destroy us."

"Don't worry, we will set up double sentries at night and use infrared detectors to keep watch. There will be no problem."

Around three or four bonfires with weak flames, a dozen mercenaries holding guns sat together and talked in low voices.

A standard burner block made from materials such as char can provide a lot of heat to dissipate the cold night, without a lot of smoke or a bright flame.

The mercenary team code-named "Hyena" has just taken on a mission with a rich bounty. Although the target is only a single person, it is not as easy to deal with as expected.

It's not that the target is powerful in combat. In fact, no one has come into contact with the other party until now. It's just that a series of very strange things happened.

They were hanging far behind each other, but couldn't find a chance to get closer, because they found that a mercenary team that had been close to them was wiped out by an inexplicable group.

Could it be that someone is announcing to everyone that this bounty mission is destined to be won?

This caused dissatisfaction and fear among the mercenaries of the "Hyena" team.

"I said, is the target you are looking for referring to me?"

A man's voice drifted far away in the night wind.

"who?"

"who?!"

"Why didn't Piranha sound the alarm? Damn it, he failed in his duty."

"He deserves to die. I think he is dead, and so are the others."

The "Hyena" mercenaries made a clicking and loading action in their hands, and the muzzles of their guns were aligned in the direction of the sound.

A black figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Stop, who are you?"

A mercenary shouted, his finger hooked on the trigger, and his palm became slightly moist.

"Don't you just want to find me?!"

There is no reflective matte tactical armor, and even the face is covered by the helmet. There are only two dim blue lights on the eyes of the head. The appearance design is flamboyant, and the body shape and the surrounding darkness seem to merge together at any time, almost All the mercenaries thought they were interstellar warriors from the future.

Almost everyone who sees "Dragon General" at first sight will be amazed by its strong science fiction style design.

The opponent has no weapons in his hands, but the invisible pressure brought by him seems to be no different from that of a demon from hell.

"What?!"

"How can it be?"

The mercenaries exclaimed, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Why are you so scared? Fire!" "One-Eye", the leader of the "Hyena" mercenary, was the first to react. He was joking. The employer's request was to kill the other party. Since he came to his door on his own initiative, there was nothing to be polite about.

After the first gunshot, like a conditioned reflex to follow the herd, gunshots as dense as fried beans followed.

The dark red ballistics in the darkness intertwined into red lines and rushed toward their target. The "Hyena" mercenaries poured out their firepower without hesitation.