Chapter 369

Qin Fei put his hand on the doorknob and tried gently.

Fortunately, because there were guards outside the door, the door was not locked.

Qin Fei replaced the new USP magazine, nodded to Diego, then grabbed the lock and twisted it. The man rushed in first.

The room has a large area, with two rooms inside and outside.

Two Somali soldiers smoking on the sofa outside were shot down before Qin Fei could stand up.

"NUMA, Edgar!"

People inside seemed to hear something, and footsteps began to sound.

A big black man appeared at the door of the inner room with an automatic rifle. Qin Fei couldn't help raising USP and firing two shots at him. With two muffled noises, the guy fell back into the room and fell on his back on the floor.

Qin Fei didn't stop for a moment. He hurried against the wall and rushed inside.

As soon as he reached the door, a shuttle of bullets hit the door frame. The splashed cement and wood chips made Qin Fei's face ache.

If there is an acousto-optic grenade at this time, Qin Fei must not hesitate to throw one into it. This thing has no fatal power, but it can make people lose their resistance temporarily.

But not, Qin Fei can only rely on himself.

He pounced on the door. The man slipped in by lying down.

Sure enough, with a series of gunshots, a shuttle of bullets almost flew close to Qin Fei's scalp. The hot temperature even made Qin Fei's hair burn.

It was too late to take care of others. At the moment Qin Fei fell to the ground, people had entered the interior, where there were three armed men in Somali costumes.

Qin Fei pulled the trigger and fired all the bullets in USP's gun.

Each of the three men was hit at least three times before they fell to the ground. When they fell, their fingers were still holding the trigger. The automatic rifle suddenly spit out a tongue of fire. Bullets rained on the ceiling and broke the lights.

The rich men lying on the ground screamed, and the whole room was like a pigsty that would be thrown into firecrackers.

All around suddenly fell into darkness.

Qin Fei got up from the ground, rolled to a corner of the room and quickly replaced the USP magazine.

Then carefully use your left hand to touch a small tactical flashlight from your trouser pocket, hold it back to the front, hold the USP on your left wrist with your right hand, and slowly shine around.

On the floor, there were a bunch of rich men in broad Arab white robes, and a few rich men in suits but stained with dust.

After confirming that all the enemies were dead, Qin Fei shouted to the group of rich men, "we are the Eritrean military. We are here to save you. Listen to me, get out of here and go outside!"

Fearing that the people on the ground were not dead, Qin Fei quickly replenished the guns to the three people.

There are lights outside, which are easy to identify. Qin Fei himself is not sure whether there are still enemies hidden in these VIP crowds.

He carefully looked at these embarrassed bosses, these adults who usually call the wind and rain in politics or shopping malls, have no momentum of successful people and nobility, and one by one, they rushed towards the door as if they had just rolled a body of mud from the pigsty and were driven out of the pigsty.

Due to the usual high standard of living, several fat people were stuck at the narrow door at the same time, pushing and swearing at each other.

"Don't you get back and go out one by one! Don't panic! If you mess around again, I'll shoot someone!"

Qin Fei didn't have time to be polite to these grandsons. You know, the situation is completely unstable. There are gunshots everywhere in the fight hall. Mercenaries fight with Somalis and the guards of the animal camp. Without delaying a second, the danger rises geometrically.

Qin Fei intimidated them, and these big men finally became honest and came out one by one.

Qin Fei searched the inside to make sure there were no enemies. He found some grenades and magazines from several corpses on the ground and filled his bomb belt. Then he went out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Diego cuddling with a fat old black man wearing gold wire glasses.

Qin Fei is almost sure that this is Diego's uncle Lawrence.

"Oh! Dear uncle, I thought I'd never see you again! I told myself I'd save you anyway. Don't worry! Our people are already on the road, and the commandos of the tiger camp have arrived. They can catch all these rebels soon!" Diego seven put on his face, hugged Lawrence and kissed again, and shed a few tears.

Qin Fei suddenly understood why Diego could rise as a nephew of a minister.

You know, polygamy is allowed in countries like Eritrea. The minister must have many children, and the minister must have many brothers. So why did many nephews choose Diego to bring him into the military as their right hand?

Of course, it's Diego's character. At least as the commander of the military, Qin Fei has yelled at him many times. This guy can't be bothered at all, and his acting skills are first-class. He talks to people and ghosts. He once wanted to give up rescuing his uncle outside. If Qin Fei hadn't insisted, I'm afraid his uncle Lawrence has long been transported to Mogadishu as a prisoner.

But now no one can see that Diego once had such a rebellious idea. At such an emotional moment of meeting, anyone will think that this big nephew is absolutely desperate to risk his life to rescue his uncle.

Of course, Minister Lawrence was so moved that a pair of fat and big palms were going to blow Diego's shoulder.

"Diego! I really didn't read you wrong! Among so many nephews, I think you will be the most promising!"

Qin Fei just wanted to go up and kick his "most promising" nephew in the ass and end his disgusting stage play as soon as possible.

"Minister, I think you have something to do. Finally, you arrive at a safe place and say slowly. The situation here is very chaotic. We must leave immediately!"

Then he pulled Diago away, whispered to his ear and said, "shit, wait until you go to the grave. Now put away your little trick and open your eyes. We need to find a place to leave the fight hall."

Diego touched the corner of his eye. He didn't dare to play in front of Qin Fei. After all, he knew his roots and background!

"Don't expose me. It's good for you if it's done. You'll have a good life if I stay in Eritrea all day."

Qin Fei thought about it. It's true that this guy can't manage his own promotion and wealth, but at least he has a backer in this territory.

The X mercenary regiment has just been established. It wants all kinds of relationships and foundations.

"It's a deal."

With that, Qin Fei turned his head and clapped his hands at all the big men: "Gentlemen, you'd better not be happy too early now. There are only two of us here. Now there are at least more than 1000 mercenaries, hundreds of Somalis and rebellious animal camp guards attacking each other in the fight hall. I'm not going to take you all away. I believe you all have bodyguards. Maybe you can find your bodyguards to protect you from leaving."

Then he said to Diego, "take your uncle and let's go."

These words were like dropping a bomb in the room. The chiefs, princes and those rich men with hundreds of millions of dollars immediately fried the pot.

"Help us!"

"All the people I brought were killed! Woo woo..."

"You left us here to die. You can't do that!"