Chapter 34

The name of free mercenary sounds beautiful, but it is cruel. The so-called free mercenary just can't find a mercenary group to take refuge in. They can only find something to do by themselves or in partnership with three or two people. Whoever is willing to pay will work for anyone. There is no guarantee of safety and money.

Free mercenaries have no comrades in arms to protect them and no reliable logistical support. To put it bluntly, free mercenaries are the cannon fodder in mercenaries. These people die the fastest.

Generally speaking, free mercenaries are those who are not willing to be asked by the mercenary regiment. Anyone who wants to make a living under the muzzle of a gun and has a good skill will find a job in some mercenary regiments. It's just a matter of how much money they earn. Like groliov, those who use machine guns in a state of ecstasy and veterans who have participated in a bloody war will grab them.

"Groliov, with your strength, why would you be a free mercenary?"

It was Bob who wanted to know why groliov was a free mercenary.

Groliov looked dejected and sighed: "I was in a mercenary regiment, but a friend of mine had a problem and he was fired by the mercenary regiment, so I left with him. Just now, my friend died in the war."

Gao Yang and Bob gave groliov another high look. They are willing to be a free mercenary for their friends. Such a person is trustworthy.

After a moment of silence, Gao Yang said to groliov, "you have entered Grozny twice. Is that a very tragic street battle?"

Groliov nodded and said, "Gao Yang and Bob are puzzled. Bob said strangely:" your head was smashed by your company commander's head? What do you mean? "

"Oh, what I said is not very clear. Our company commander, a young captain, is very handsome. He is a top student in the military academy. I like him very much and admire him very much. He always takes the lead. Unfortunately, when we invaded a building, he was blown to pieces by a * *. His brain bag flew tens of meters from the window and hit me on the head. His chin disappeared and his head was bare I chewed the gums here. It looks scary, but it's not very serious. "

When groliov spoke, he pulled the hair off his head and let Gao Yang and Bob see the scar on his head, a crescent shaped mark.

Gao Yang and Bob looked at each other and couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, while groliov smiled and continued: "Our captain has only half his head left and his eyes have burst out, but I recognized him at a glance. His hair has just been cut. He shaved his hair into a heart shape. This guy took a picture before the war and sent the picture to his fiancee. If it wasn't for his hairstyle, I really wouldn't recognize it."

Gao Yang didn't want to ask about groliov's experience. He just wanted to get some street fighting experience from groliov, but unexpectedly, groliov's words made Gao Yang curious about groliov and his experience.

"Then what? Did you take revenge? I mean, did you break into that building?"

"Of course, I put the head of the company commander into my satchel, and then attacked the building with the rest of my brothers. When I saw people, I shot them. In fact, there were no people in the building. There were only four black widows. Do you know what black widows are? Those bitches were tied with bombs. We didn't give them a chance to detonate, beat them into a sieve, and then , the battle was over before long. A major general saw me while inspecting the battlefield. He thought I looked very scary. Then he asked me how many bastards I killed. I said about twenty or thirty. I don't know. Maybe more or not enough. Then he gave me a medal. That's it. "

Gao Yang only knew that the Russian army's battle in Chechnya, especially in Grozny, was very difficult and the casualty rate was very high, but he never learned about it in detail. Listening to groliov's seemingly careless talk about the previous battle, although it was a glimpse of the leopard, its tragic degree can also be seen.

Gao Yang thought for a moment and said, "you have rich experience in street fighting. I think the battle we are about to start must also be street fighting. Can you tell us what to pay attention to?"

Groliov pondered for a moment and said, "how can I say the war here? If you give me a company, I can shoot from one end of Benghazi to the other. Well, I'll say so. Compared with Grozny, this is heaven. All you need is to find a shelter and shoot. As long as your luck is not particularly bad, you won't die."

"Is that too exaggerated?"

"It's no exaggeration at all. Before those people learned how to fight, the people I said included the opposition and government forces. As long as you don't face mercenaries, you don't need to worry. Compared with those bastards in Chechnya, I can only say that the people here are sheep to be slaughtered."

Gao Yang recalled the battles he saw. Indeed, as groliov said, they lack the most basic military literacy. If the government army is at this level, there is really no pressure.

The most important thing is that the news from Morgan is that there are no mercenaries. It seems that it is only government forces that besiege Morgan, and some armed forces that seem to be fighters of the intelligence department.

Originally, Gao Yang, who felt a little nervous, couldn't help laughing happily. He was a lot relaxed. He shook his head and said to groliov, "well, I hope our enemy doesn't have mercenaries. It's strange. When did mercenaries become the main force of the war? Well, tell me about your company commander. How did you deal with his head in the end?"

Groliov shrugged, looked helpless and said: "Those corpse collectors are unreliable. They just have a head. If they can't figure out their identity, they will lose it. Otherwise, they will be buried in a cemetery. So I always took his head and gave it to his parents. His fiancee also saw it. In fact, she shouldn't have seen it. His fiancee fainted immediately after seeing it and cried when she woke up Well, I can't describe her. Anyway, I'm glad my wife doesn't have to cry on half of my head. "