Chapter 191： : You are under arrest!

South Africa. Cape Town Stadium.

A characteristic metered taxi was parked beside the street, with a right hand embroidered with tattoos sticking out, holding a cigarette, the body hair looked very lush, and there was a WENGER watch on it.

"Let's cheer together, it's Campbell who scored the goal! GOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL...!"

The cheers from the stadium were deafening like mountains and seas.

"Hey, let me say, when are we going to wait?" The hand was retracted, and sitting in the co-pilot was a rough-looking man with a thick beard and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking ecstatic.

The man sitting in the driver's seat is much cleaner, with a short shaved head, holding a binoculars in his hand, looking at a detached villa outside the stadium, breathing evenly, suddenly, a man appeared in his line of sight A medium-sized man with a hat and a garbage bag in his hand. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest computer terminal: https://

"Out."

"How many people?" The rough man hurriedly threw away the cigarette butts, sat up straight and asked.

"one person."

The man put down the binoculars and picked up the walkie-talkie at his feet, "The target appears, group A follows up, group B sidetracks, and group C plans to proceed."

"Received!" Three voices came back from inside.

…

in the villa.

Gao Jianguo was cleaning an SSG-69 sniper rifle with gentle eyes. This medium-caliber sniper rifle produced by Steyr-Mannlicher Co., Ltd. in 1969 can hit a headshot target at a distance of 400 meters. Hit the chest target at a distance of 800 meters, and the hit rate of moving targets at a distance of 800 meters is not less than 80%.

This gun was once used on the largest battlefield in East Asia in the 1970s.

Gao Jianguo was one of them. He once occupied a high point and used this gun to smash an enemy's skull from a distance of 750 meters!

And the other people in front of him, the accomplice named Eagle was smoking a cigarette, sitting on the sofa and assembling a pistol, and then put him in the suitcase. In this suitcase, there were several weapons, as well as grenades, another nickname Dasha's man cooks in the house.

ding dong...

At this moment, the doorbell rang, Gao Jianguo turned around, stared at the door, and winked at the eagle.

Anzi goes out to take out trash and buy daily necessities, and won't ring the doorbell when he comes back!

They stayed in South Africa for half a month, but they didn't go out, because their mission failed. The mission to assassinate Somali Joe Darrow received through the channel failed, and they were almost trapped by people. The assassin continued to wait for an opportunity, and all he got was death.

Eagle nodded, stood up holding the pistol, and was about to leave when he bent down and took a grenade and put it in his trouser pocket before going to open the door.

He opened the door and saw two men in South African uniforms standing at the door. He couldn't speak English, but just looked at each other with his eyes. The other hand was inside the room, holding a gun in his hand.

"Sir, we belong to the municipal government, and we are here to collect utility bills."

The eagle was confused, and shouted into the room, "Boss, there are two hanged men, and I can't understand what the birds are saying."

As soon as Gao Jianguo turned over on the sofa, he cursed in the same way, "Do you think I know?"

Most of the people in this group are illiterate. In this day and age, it is very good to have completed junior high school.

You talk like a bird?

What the hell, the idioms are not necessarily fully understood.

As soon as Gao Jianguo came over, the two employees pretending to be city government employees looked at each other. When the other party just came over, they suddenly jumped up. , against his stomach, under such circumstances, the eagle was still holding the weapon tightly in his hand, if it were someone else, he would have lost it long ago.

This scene was very fast, and Gao Jianguo's reaction was also fast, but there was still a difference in the coordination between the brain and the body. At this time, another employee also walked over briskly and whipped him. starter

Gao Jianguo's melee combat ability is obviously not good, he was a bit flustered, he raised his hand to resist, but he was kicked in the stomach.

"Hold on! Gentlemen, you are under arrest."

The employee who kicked the other side took out his pistol and pointed at Gao Jianguo who fell to the ground and Dasha who was about to jump up from the sofa, and pointed at the latter, "Raise your hand, let me see your hand!"

Dasha looks very naive. Although he can't understand what the other party is talking about, he can clearly see it from the expression and movements. He also understands that these two people are very strong in melee combat. Some people may not have done it before, and they are completely at a disadvantage in terms of body and flexibility.

At this time, four or five people rushed in from outside the door, and now Gao Jianguo's face was completely ugly.

MD! planted!

…

At this time, Anzi couldn't escape, he found someone following him, so he turned into the side path, but it was a dead end, because of construction, the road was blocked.

An Zi turned around when he heard footsteps behind him.

Six white men in suits were holding swing sticks, their hands were slanted, and they were looking at each other.

The gazes of the two sides collided fiercely in mid-air, and then... An Zi let out a low growl, rushed over, and punched each other.

The so-called two punches are hard to beat with four hands, An Zi at most turned over two, and was also knocked to the ground, holding his head and howling, a swinging stick hit him on the neck, knocking him unconscious.

squeak…

A van was parked at the entrance of the alley, and these people dragged the stunned Anzi into the car. This scene was noticed by many passers-by, and they called 10111 to call the police, but it was strange, but the feedback they received was yes.

"Acting! It's all acting, thank you very much for your support."

…

It was already night when John came out of Aidid's mansion.

Sitting in a military off-road vehicle, holding hands and frowning, his thoughts drifted far away.

Aidid's "business" was still circling in his mind.

"I heard that Mr. Nicholas is very familiar with Lieutenant Colonel Grant of the US military? I want him to help me get a line. I want to buy their gunship."

idiot!

Fool!

whimsical.

John was really dumbfounded when he heard the other party's request.

Just a warlord in Somalia who wants Apache? It's ridiculous.

But when Aidid made the following conditions, John was also moved.

"As long as you help me connect, I promise that when my Belle Devon City Guard Army is formed, all the basic weapons will be purchased from your company The weapons and equipment for no less than 2,000 people."

This condition is hard to refuse.

Arming an army, such as an AK47, costs 1.6 million US dollars.

Plus bullets, grenades and other weapons for individual soldiers.

An order of several million is enough for John to be tempted. Of course, he just forwarded the news to Tang Dao. As for whether to cooperate or not, it is up to the boss. After all, there is Grant here.

The lieutenant colonel of Yingjiang's family!

The baby in Uncle Sam's arms.

This name can still be deceiving, especially after the Gulf War, the world is shrouded in the uncle's pipe.

When John returned to the headquarters, as soon as he jumped out of the car, his deputy Pierce came over in a hurry. Before he could speak, the latter nodded, "The operation in South Africa was successful. They were all caught. Do you want to send them to Somalia?"

"Successful? That's good." John unbuttoned his suit, mainly because it was a little hot. "Those people have received professional training, and they must be safe when they are transported."

"A tiger without its claws doesn't have much attack power," Pierce said with a laugh.

John glanced at him. In fact, when he was in Delta, the instructor said something.

"Fighting is never inevitable. When you relax, the **** of death has hooked your neck with the scythe!"

He looked at his watch, it was past 9 o'clock, after thinking about it, he planned to call early tomorrow, it might be inconvenient for the boss now. He...maybe busy?