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- "They're just some Libyan troops? Boss, what are we waiting for?" Sergey shrugged, "Kill them and get our stuff back."
Lin Rui thought about it carefully and nodded, "Let's do it! The target is the border checkpoint about five kilometers away from here. Try not to hurt anyone, so as not to deal with it later."
"I understand, just be more measured in your actions." Jason nodded.
Lin Rui nodded and led the group of team members into the night of the border town.
At the border checkpoint, a group of soldiers were playing cards. Due to the impact of the war, infrastructure was largely destroyed and power supply was insufficient in many areas. Even this checkpoint had a power outage. Under the flickering light of a few gasoline lamps, the soldiers responsible for border guards were playing cards with great interest.
The checkpoint was surrounded by almost a desert, and the wind was so strong that the gasoline lanterns shook a little.
The leader of this group of soldiers is a middle-aged man with a beard and wearing a dirty military uniform. He sat on a chair and inspected the loot on the table today, which they had collected during their patrol during the day.
In addition to a few accessories and some food, the biggest gain today was the few armed pickup trucks equipped with weapons. Although the arrested people said nothing, judging from experience, these people must be illegally armed. He has the right to collect money on behalf of the Libyan authorities. Of course, the authorities have no control over whether the money is put into personal pockets after the money is collected.
After all, the current situation is difficult, so many brothers have to eat, and there are many things that we can only turn a blind eye to. Living in troubled times, these people have extremely poor military discipline and are no different from gangsters.
The team leader frowned and considered: These firearms can be sold at a good price. Those cars can probably be sold for a few bucks. Well, this morning's patrol was worth it. He turned to look at the brothers who were playing cards. He seemed to be a little interested and was about to try his luck.
The checkpoint door is open!
A man with a thick turban on his face, only two eyes exposed, stood at the door and looked at them. He was holding something in his hand, a very ordinary short iron stick with a slight bend at one end, like the short stick that most people would use to pry tires.
The appearance of this man surprised all the soldiers, including the captain. The captain couldn't help but stretched his hands to his waist, "Who are you?"
"I heard that you got a few small trucks. I'm here to discuss business." The man said slowly.
The captain seemed to be relieved. It seemed that this man was just a collector of stolen goods. Soldiers like them often deal with this kind of people, otherwise what should they do with the things they collect? However, the captain was a little curious that this person who collected stolen goods was so well-informed.
"Where did you know that?" the captain frowned.
"Someone just happened to see it. I just wanted to try my luck and see if the batch of things is still there?" the masked man sighed.
"You're lucky, the things are still there." The captain of the border guard smiled and said, "The four small trucks are all Japanese Toyota Toyotas with reliable quality, and there are some weapons and ammunition on them. But you know the rules, how much do you plan to pay? ?¡±
"You will definitely be satisfied with my offer." The masked man said with a slight smile.
"Then make an offer. I want to know how you plan to satisfy me." The commander of the border guard laughed.
"How is your life?" The masked man looked at him and asked.
The commander of the border guard was suddenly stunned, "What did you say?"
"I'm talking about your life. Give me the car and things, and let the two people you arrested go free, and I'll spare your life. What do you think, is this deal a good deal?" The masked man said The person slowly pulled off the mask covering his face, revealing a very oriental face - Lin Rui.
The commander of the border guard laughed, thinking it was a joke. So he deliberately pulled out his pistol and said in a show of force, "Why do you want to kill me? I have people under my command, and they have guns in their hands." In his opinion, this joke was really not funny at all.
But he soon realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was. The young man, who didn't look very strong, stretched out his hand and casually twisted his wrist. The captain could almost clearly hear the horrifying crackling sound coming from his wrist.
Then the young man suddenly turned around and attacked the swarming soldiers with the short iron crowbar in his hand.
??A gun is faster, or a cold weapon is faster. This was a matter of no doubt.
But this young man completely subverted this common understanding. Most of the soldiers who had not even raised their guns were killed.?An iron rod was knocked down. The movement was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
Of the soldiers surrounding the card game, only one had his gun fully raised. But the shooting could not be completed no matter what. When he looked carefully, he found that Lin Rui's hand had been pressed on the firing safety on the side of his gun.
The soldier raised his head in surprise, but his head suddenly became dizzy and he fell limply to the ground. The short iron rod in Lin Rui's hand danced around in his fingers and was inserted heavily into the table.
With a "snatch" sound, the flat and sharp end of the iron rod was nailed deeply into the table.
Only then did the commander of the border guard feel the heartbreaking pain in his wrist. Not many people can bear the feeling of having their wrists broken off, and so does he.
In an instant, cold sweat flowed all over the captain's body. He didn't know whether it was because of pain or fear. I don¡¯t know whether this young man wearing a plaid turban is a human or a ghost. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He could only hold his wrist and sob. Like a beaten dog, it doesn't even dare to bark loudly.
"Car keys." Lin Rui said calmly.
"You. You can't run away. I have dozens of brothers outside!" The captain still had only a glimmer of hope.
Lin Rui nodded, "Yes, I know. But they should all be lying down now, because I have dozens of brothers outside, and their tempers are not better than mine. Many times, they like to talk with their fists. To How else could I have walked in?"
"You, you" the captain was frightened and incoherent, and finally took out a few shining keys from the drawer in humiliation.
"Thank you. You'd better forget about today and forget about meeting us. Otherwise, we will help you forget it." Lin Rui nodded and said coldly, "One last piece of advice for you, since you are a soldier , just don¡¯t do what the bandits did.¡±
The captain of the border guard covered his wrist with despair on his face. He didn't know if this dangerous young man would kill him. What made him let out a sigh of relief was that Lin Rui didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything to him, and turned around and walked out.
When he saw this demonic Oriental man leaving, the captain of the border guard finally understood that the other party did not even bother to kill him. They come here just for the cars and the guns. What made the captain even more desperate was that he now realized that his crotch was already wet.
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