Chapter 2373

The first battle in Yemen ended at the cost of Joseph's minor injury, which was not a big price, but Gao Yang was still a little dissatisfied.

Minor injuries are also injuries and need to rest, and the difference between minor injuries and serious injuries is just better luck. If the bullet or shrapnel is a little off, the minor injury may become serious injury or even death.

If one person is injured in every battle, even if it is only a minor injury, Satan can't afford it.

Gao Yang is not worried that the number of wounded will affect their combat effectiveness, thus affecting their plans in Yemen, but is unwilling to let anyone in Satan be injured or even die.

Since minor injuries and serious injuries are often only a little distance away, that is, only a little luck, then luck is of course a very important thing.

Those who have been on the battlefield for a long time are more or less superstitious, but what happened today makes Gao Yang more and more believe in luck and auspiciousness.

Bruce's nickname is test tube. He's dead. Jesse Lee's nickname is musket. He's disabled. Of course, James's nickname is cockroach, but he's also disabled, but he didn't die after all, and his disability is much lighter than Jesse's, right.

Two people were shot tonight. One was Peter nicknamed iron man and the other Joseph nicknamed gloves. Therefore, Gao Yang had to really take the nickname seriously.

Gao Yang decided that when someone joins Satan in the future, the first thing is to have an animal nickname, whether it's vulgar or superstitious. In short, this will be Satan's tradition in the future.

But now that the battle is over, what matters now is other things.

In this battle, Gao Yang found two very important problems. The first is that the combat effectiveness of the Shah intelligence agency is much stronger than he expected, and the enhanced combat effectiveness is attributed to some people who should not be Shah people.

Another important problem is that the combat effectiveness of the sharp knife commandos is so poor that they can only be used as simple cannon fodder, otherwise, the sharp knife commandos are a complete burden.

Satan can't undertake all the combat tasks. He has to go to any battle himself, and he can only end the battle himself. He's tired even if he doesn't say whether there will be casualties.

Now Gao Yang tries to solve these two problems.

Gao Yang took a cell phone and took pictures of several people trying to escape from a hole in the backyard wall.

People are already dead. It's certainly not a very pleasant thing to use mobile phones to take pictures of bodies that have opened their eyes to death, and to ensure that they are taken clearly.

After photographing the faces of five people in a row, Gao Yang took his mobile phone to one side, and then dialed a phone. After the other end of the phone was connected, he whispered, "man, I'll send you some photos. You can help me identify them and see if they can find out their identity."

Justin said without hesitation, "OK, send it now."

Gao Yang sent the photo, and then Justin quickly said, "man, you didn't tell me it was a dead man!"

"Is there a difference?"

"Don't you feel bad looking at the wide eyes of the dead? Well, I know what these people are."

Gao Yang said in surprise, "don't make a mistake so soon. Their identity is very important to me."

"No mistake, because I know two of them. Are they mercenaries or my customers? Do you think I may be wrong?"

Gao Yang sighed softly and whispered, "it's really a mercenary. Tell me carefully."

"These people belong to a mercenary regiment called paloire, with a number of about 30. The head is Patrice Sania, nicknamed swordsman, French. Paloire mercenary regiment mainly operates in Africa, but since the Libyan war, the focus of its activities has shifted to the Middle East. It is a mercenary regiment with little fame but good strength. It is not particularly good But it's not bad, and the asking price is not too high, so the cost performance is still very high. "

Since Justin recognized the dead at a glance, he could certainly tell the details of the mercenary regiment.

Gao Yang thought for a moment. After confirming that he had not heard the name before, he waved to groliov, then covered the microphone and whispered, "those people are mercenaries. You can count the number of mercenaries quietly. Don't make a statement, especially don't let Salim know."

Groliov whispered, "I see. Is it the mercenary regiment?"

"Paloire, you know?"

Groliov frowned and whispered, "paloire, the mercenary regiment whose head called the swordsman?"

Gao Yang nodded and said, "yes, do you know?"

Groliov sighed a long sigh of relief, nodded and said, "know..."

Groliov said a word of understanding, then shook his head, sighed, turned and walked away.

Gao Yang didn't expect groliov to know the hostile mercenary regiment. He let go of the microphone and said to Justin, "what does the name paloyl mean, a person's name?"

"No, paloire is the local name of a kind of wild grass that is very common in. It has very strong vitality and can be seen everywhere."

Gao Yang whispered, "so it is. Do you know when paloir mercenary regiment began to work with Shah?"

Justin was surprised and said, "paloir works for Shah? I don't know. I've been disconnected from the outside world recently. You know, so who does paloir work for?"

"Shah intelligence agency, we just destroyed a stronghold of Shah intelligence agency, met strong resistance, and the battle ended cleanly."

"Let me check for you. As a rule, Shah is unlikely to hire a mercenary regiment like paloir, especially the Shah intelligence agency. Generally, any dirty work is handled by a virgin of steel. How can paloir get a job in the Shah intelligence agency? I'll check it right away and wait for me."

"OK, let me know as soon as you have the results."

Gao Yang Hung up the phone. After waiting for four or five minutes, groliov came back again, and then whispered to him, "I have identified one by one. There are 22 people with obvious differences, and many corpses are illegible by cloud bombs."

After that, groliov looked back, turned back and whispered, "the swordsman's body is here, too. I saw his body."

Groliov looked a little depressed and whispered, "do you know him...?"

Groliov smiled a little depressed, then nodded his head and said, "I've been a mercenary for a long time. Naturally, I know more peers. Yes, I know the swordsman and know him very well. In fact, we have a good relationship."