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The young black man took off his mask and looked around in horror. Most of the mercenaries had the same skin color as him.
Same skin color, but different fate, which can determine his life or death at any time.
The father handed the phone to the black boy and said softly: "Boy, say what you just said to me again!"
The young man was so frightened that he could only follow his instructions and repeat: "The doctor is at St. Fran's Chinese Hospital."
Dad kept smiling and waited for the words to come out to ensure that the other party could hear them clearly before moving the phone away from the other party's ear.
"Did you hear that? We have done a very good job, and the promised money cannot be less!"
Having said this, he changed his tone: "Otherwise, the fate of these people will probably become your fate"
The black guy who just spoke and breathed a sigh of relief thought he could escape, and his face burst into a happy smile.
Poof
However, the cockroach slashed behind him, depriving him of his life without giving him any chance to resist.
Bang Bang Bang
Gunshots rang out, and several other people wearing masks were hit by bullets and fell into a pool of blood.
Light and darkness coexist in the world!
Perhaps, some people would rather die than tell the whereabouts of Dr. Chen, but there are also people who choose to compromise and betray when faced with the threat of death.
No matter whether this choice is wrong or right, no one can blame them from the moral high ground.
It¡¯s just that they trusted the wrong person!
Dad¡¯s mercenaries are the most notorious group in the world, with no bottom line.
After hanging up the phone, Dad opened the factory door without even looking at the body on the ground, and a beam of sunlight poured in.
In the square outside, countless mercenary teams were arranged neatly, forming square formations.
The bright red flag symbolizing the Red Turban Army fluttered in the wind. Under the flag, there were more than a dozen majestic land battle tanks, shining with a cold and ferocious luster in the sun.
Dad smiled slightly and looked back at his subordinate Cockroach standing next to him with a murderous look on his face. There was endless coldness in his voice.
"Tell Athena to bring this person back alive! Except for Dr. Chen, none of the othersare left alive."
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St. Fran¡¯s Chinese-owned Hospital is a public welfare hospital with international resources.
It is located in the slums of San Fran area to the east of Tria, the capital of Bugentia.
??The location here is remote and the economy is backward. Residents in nearby slums often don¡¯t have enough to eat. Even the clothes they wear are often picked up from garbage dumps, making them extremely poor.
¡° Such a place, no matter how hard the Red Turban Army and the government forces fight for it, will never be chosen as a battlefield.
But just a few days ago, for unknown reasons, the entire San Fran area was occupied by the Red Turban Army, and their base camp was placed in the hospital.
Fortunately, this place was lagging behind, and the Red Scarf Army seemed to know this as well. There was no regular army involved, and the defense on all sides was lax, which originally gave Lu Yu and Fat Boss an opportunity to take advantage of.
After the two sneaked in here quietly, they pried open a car parked on the street and rushed into the slums like they were in an uninhabited land.
At the entrance of the street near St. Fran¡¯s Chinese Hospital, the car stopped. There was a low tiled house here, and you could see clearly that not far ahead was the hospital gate.
There were two armed guards guarding the door, fully armed and wearing regular military uniforms.
"However, wearing a mask on your face makes you look nondescript.
Lu Yu took a quick look and guessed that these guys' weapons and military uniforms were all ripped off from the bodies of government soldiers who died in the battle.
Sitting in the car, Lu Yu looked around and found a huge corpse pit not far from the car.
There were several slum residents surrounding the corpse, with eager faces on their faces. They were tampering with the corpses, hoping to find something valuable or something to eat.
This slum has an overall sense of desolation and defeat. From the moment Lu Yu entered, he felt that there was a dark cloud hanging over his head, lingering for a long time.
Whether it¡¯s the zombie-like residents or the children who can¡¯t afford to wear clothes, everyone¡¯s face is full of longing, even the corpses are not spared.
"How does seeing this scene make people feel better?"
The city of Tria, located more than ten kilometers away, is considered a first-class international city.
But it¡¯s just a phaseA few streets away, in the slums, is heaven and hell, a stark contrast.
Perhaps it is this extremely strong gap between the rich and the poor, the unfair distribution of social resources, and various undercurrents lurking in the shadows, and the accumulation of contradictions that have contributed to today's war and storm.
Lu Yu let out a deep breath of turbid air in his chest, withdrew his gaze, fell on the boss who was driving in the driver's seat, and gave him the AK47 rifle in his hand.
"Can you use a gun?"
While driving, the boss took the gun and grinned, showing his smoke-yellow teeth: "Although I can't afford pork, I have seen pigs running around, no problem!"
"Okay, I'll give you this gun."
Lu Yu nodded: "I'm not asking you to help me kill people. You just need to protect yourself Also, wait for me here and don't turn off the car. You are a smart person. There is no need to do anything you should or shouldn't do." Did I say that?¡±
"I know, I know!"
The boss nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, with a cunning look in his eyes, and he chuckled: "Brother, I can't run back to the port on my own, I have to rely on you, I have to hold on to this thigh tighter!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the hospital door without any trace, swallowing in fear.
"By the way, do you really want to go there? Uh forget it, pretend I didn't say anything, but give me the gun, what will you do?"
Lu Yu patted his shoulder hard, looked away, said nothing, opened the door and jumped out of the car.
The moment Lu Yu got off the station and stood still, a highly accurate large-caliber sniper rifle seemed to appear out of thin air and was held in his hand.
This magic trick made the fat boss stunned, and his jaw almost dropped.
Of course, Lu Yu would not rush towards the hospital gate stupidly with a gun in hand. That would undoubtedly be to kill someone at the door.
When cruising by car just now, Lu Yu had already targeted several gaps, kept them in mind, and now headed straight for the route in his memory.
The Red Scarf Army is a group of scattered rebels, an irregular combat team. Most of the people have low military quality. They only relied on their bravery and advanced equipment to conquer Tria like a broken bamboo.
Now, even this hospital, which they have temporarily used as their base camp, has not been carefully cared for. There are flaws everywhere, and there is no defense system at all.
Faced with such a loophole-filled defense, it would not be difficult for Lu Yu to sneak in based on his ability.
Watching Lu Yu disappear from sight, the fat boss¡¯s shrewd little eyes kept flashing, his Adam¡¯s apple rolled, and he quietly swallowed his saliva.
Holding the steering wheel with both hands, I couldn't help but hold it firmly, as if I was making a certain decision (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com