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Chapter 4885 The General¡¯s Slap

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    "I don't believe you would do this. This is in my military camp, my headquarters." The Moroccan commander snapped.

    "Yes, this is your military camp, your headquarters. So I held you hostage, so no one dares to move." Lin Rui looked at him and said seriously, "So you have two choices now, either  I will take him away and use him as a hostage in exchange for my people. Or, let him go now so as not to lose face as a hostage."

    The Moroccan commander was unable to dismount. He had no idea that these mercenaries were not only bold but also so difficult to deal with.  I don't buy his account at all.

    At this time, one of his staff members took the initiative to step up and step down.  "Mr. Rick, I don't think it needs to come to this.

    You just need to release the general, and we will release your people.  "

    "Thirty seconds of the five minutes I gave you have been wasted. If you continue to struggle with this topic, I think you can only follow me." Lin Rui raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

    ¡°Let him go!¡± The Moroccan commander could only grit his teeth and said.  "Mr. Rick, I hope you can remember what you did today."

    ¡°Stop talking nonsense.¡± Sergey put the gun to his head and forced him to shut up.

    Within a few minutes, Jiang An and several mercenaries from the intelligence team were pushed and escorted over.

    These mercenaries all had injuries on their faces, but they were all laughing and joking indifferently.  "I told you a long time ago that you have to let us go."

    Lin Rui turned his head and looked at the Moroccan commander, "What's going on?"

    ¡°I brought you the person you wanted, what else do you want?¡± the Moroccan commander said fiercely.

    "Damn it, you actually dare to hit my people?!" Lin Rui went up and kicked the Moroccan commander to the ground.

    The other officers in the headquarters were about to move when the mercenaries made a noise and all raised their guns.

    "If anyone wants to die, please move again and show me! Don't let me hit the wrong person." Kuai Ma shouted sharply while holding the weapon.

    The Moroccan commander fell to the ground, and when he got up, he was kicked down again.

    Lin Rui stepped on his chest, looked at him and shook his head, "Do you know who they are? They may not be the best fighters in the world. But they are much stronger than guys like you."

    "Youyou" the Moroccan commander was in a panic.  "You are just a bunch of lunatics."

    "That's because you haven't seen our crazy look. You haven't fought the enemy face to face, so you just sit in the command room drinking coffee and thinking you are strategizing.

    What you rely on is the people below working hard for you.  You regard the people below you as ants, they work hard for you, and they have to flatter you.  This is what you generals do.

    Any one of my men can knock you down and kill you within a minute.  Do you think you can insult them arbitrarily?  Why the hell are you?  !  Lin Rui said sharply.

    Actuary Jiang An came over and patted his shoulder, "Forget it, it's not worth talking to him."

    "Forget it? Is it that cheap?" Lin Rui glared at the Moroccan commander fiercely.

    "Mr. Rickwhat else do you want? My men are a bit harsh, but I have already handed them over to you." The Moroccan commander finally gave up.

    Lin Rui put him down, then turned around and said to the released mercenaries, "You guys come here. Each of you slaps him twice, and this matter is over."

    "What?" The Moroccan commander has not yet reacted.

    The actuary slapped Jiang An in the face, "I'd better do it first."

    Jiang An is a very smart guy. One look at his posture today and he knew that Lin Rui was on fire.

    ¡°If he doesn¡¯t take this tone, I¡¯m afraid he won¡¯t be able to cooperate with the Moroccans.

    So he took the lead and hit him.

    These mercenaries were laughing and joking, but they were merciless in their attacks.  Several people took turns, each being slapped twice.

    The face of the Moroccan commander was bright red and swollen.

    "You, you" the Moroccan commander spoke, and his enunciation was a little unclear.

    Lin Rui stood up at this time, turned around and walked out.  "No one should act rashly, and be careful about the vests you are wearing. Use the remote control detonation to learn about it. It is best to wait until we have gone far enough and exceeded the remote control range before trying to take it off."

    The mercenaries all got into the car with a sneer, and followed Lin Rui and others away.

    After they left, a group of officers took the Moroccan commander to??Helped him up.

    "Be careful with the vest you are wearing" the Moroccan commander pushed away the officer who was helping him, "Don't get too close to me, be careful of static electricity."

    The officer found a dagger and slowly cut open the bomb vest tied to the Moroccan commander along the edge.

    It took a lot of effort to get the vest off the Moroccan commander.

    Several other officers also assisted each other and took off their bomb vests.

    Suddenly an officer exclaimed, startling everyone in the command post.  I thought something had happened to him.

    "What's going on?" the Moroccan commander asked calmly.

    "It's broken, the vest is broken" It turned out that the officer accidentally cut it when he was cutting open the bomb to clear it.

    But what was exposed inside was not a bomb?  But yellow sand.

    Other officers should not immediately lower their heads to check the bomb vests they removed from their bodies.

    I found that except for the sand filled inside and a few pretentiously plugged in wires, there was nothing else.

    There is not even a single bomb in the so-called bomb vest.  They are all filled with yellow sand, as if they were picked up nearby in the desert.

    The Moroccan commander and these officers were all silent for a minute.  A minute later the Moroccan commander almost went berserk.  "So despicable, so despicable! Shameless!"

    In the car that was already driving away, the actuary turned his head and looked behind him, "What do you think they would look like if they found out that the so-called bomb vest was just a weight-bearing sandbag vest for training?"

    ¡°I estimate that the commander¡¯s face has the same expression. After all, his face is so swollen that he may not be able to see any expression anymore.¡± Sergey mocked.

    "This is the first time in my life that I have slapped a general." A mercenary looked at his hand, "This is the hand that has slapped a general before."

    "If it weren't for the fact that the two parties still have a cooperative relationship and don't want to make things too ugly, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a matter of two slaps. This time, it would be an advantage for him." Lin Rui said coldly.

    "I think you are still a bit extreme. After all, the Moroccans are still an important partner for us. There is no need to have a dispute with such a person." Actuary Masaki shook his head.

    "This is not just a battle of wills, I want the Moroccans to understand. Although we cooperate with them, we are not their dogs." Lin Rui said calmly.

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