War Contractor

Chapter 222: Snoring can kill you

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The two soldiers who buried the corpse did not report the information that they had been shot at least twice. In the chaotic situation just now, no one could tell. The captured sniper fired a few shots, and this cargo was never caught. After that, he didn't say a word and kept silent all the time.

Farah came to the room where he was staying before. After the conversation with the general was over, he took a black girl to live happily. Obviously, Farah thought that the most dangerous time has passed, and the rest is that if he is killed tomorrow, he may come. A security company who troubles the general.

However, Farah has always believed that the person from the security company didn't have the guts to ask the general's troubles. Everything was the general's subjective belief that others wanted to trouble him. In fact, it was his own problem.

But Farah definitely cannot say this sentence. He knows that the consequences of saying this sentence will be very miserable. He knows the character of his general. If he can't satisfy him, he will definitely die. It's miserable and miserable.

With the woman in his arms, Farah now feels that he has reached the pinnacle of his life. After fighting for an afternoon, he walked out of the house contentedly wearing his clothes. He didn't know that when he stepped out, Yu Zhigan would Already staring at him, where he went and where he came back, Yu Zhigan could see clearly during the whole process.

"How? Is this guy recruiting?" Farah came to the interrogation room and looked at the blood-covered sniper who had been beaten, holding his nose quite disgusted.

"Sir, your mouth is so hard that you don't say anything!"

"You must find a way to get him to speak, or General Taylor will let you bury him!"

"Yes!"

After wandering around in the small town, Farah did not find anything of interest. Although there are many people in this town, there are no rich people or beautiful women. The only advantage is that when he leaves tomorrow, he can catch one. A good batch of soldiers was given to General Taylor.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the town fell into darkness once again. All the black people including Farah had gone back to rest. The doubles had been killed and the snipers were also caught. Some of the previous guards were shown to outsiders. They have all been removed.

Only at the entrance and exit of the town, there are a few sentinels chatting boredly, waiting for the changing of the guard.

In the dark, Yu Zhigan slowly stood up from his sniper spot, did not immediately touch the town, but took off all the hooks on his auspicious clothes and began to move his body.

The time spent lying on the stomach is a bit long, and Yu Zhiqian's body is a little stiff. Now all joints of his body need some soothing exercises to return to normal.

After spending more than ten minutes warming up his body, Yu Zhiqian did not feel the stiffness of his body. He put his backpack on his back and took his rifle. As for Mosin Nagan and He Ji Lifu, he put them together and threw them under the tree. When you retreat, take them away together.

It started to rain at 7 or 8 in the evening, but the rain was not too heavy. Like the drizzle in Yangzhou in June, it fell hazily on people, and it was very comfortable. Yu Zhigan likes this weather, which is very suitable. Kill, sneak in.

The drizzle began to increase slowly, and Yu Zhigan cautiously walked from the hillside toward the small town below the slope. The slope was a bit steep, about forty degrees. When Yu Zhigan went down the hillside into the town, The rain has doubled and doubled, and various sounds of rain hit the ground, playing a very good cover.

Yu Zhiqian determined his position, and after he was away from Farah's house, he slowly touched it.

The rain is getting heavier, and the better news for Yu Zhigan. Even blacks on patrols will probably be lazy in this weather, and the visible distance has also become shorter. If blacks appear, Yu Zhigan is sure to speak out with him. Before, kill him with a pistol.

In this rainy weather, the sound of a pistol with a message device can be almost covered as if there is nothing, unless it has some special function, it is difficult to hear.

A path of travel had already been drawn in his mind. Yu Zhiqian cautiously touched Farad’s room. The door was locked tightly, pushed slightly harder, and could not be opened. It should have been locked from the inside.

This is a two-story wooden structure house. Yu Zhigan remembered that there were six black people inside. After walking around the small house, he found that all the windows were closed. Obviously, the black people are not stupid in this kind of rainstorm. , Not closing the window will let rain in.

Yu Zhiqian went around and did not think of a good way. In the end, he found a wire, stood in front of the door, and started the business of sliding door lock picking. Of course, this skill was learned by Yu Zhiqian after he came to Africa. of.

There was no way. At that time, when you started a company, you had to know a little about everything, so you had to learn how to unlock the lock. Otherwise, what if someone else does not bring the key to repair the water pipe

In an attitude of being considerate of customers, I must open the door to others. Of course, why the landlord wants to move the things out of the house, this Yu Zhigan doesn't know. The ghost knows if others want to let their refrigerators get in the sun.

The iron wire turned slightly in the old door lock, Yu Zhiqian kept listening. When he heard a slight click, Yu Zhiqian knew that the door lock had been opened, and then Yu Zhiqian gently turned the door. The handle can be turned and the door opened.

Yu Zhiqian gently opened the door. The inside of the house was dark. When entering the house, the sound of rain outside the house was much lower. Hearing strange noises from the building, it was obvious that someone was working on the woman.

Bringing his night vision goggles on, Yu Zhiqian walked slowly into the room, with the rifle on his back by Yu Zhiqian, holding a dagger and a pistol with silencer in his hand.

Cautiously walked forward in the house step by step. The living room was very messy. There were fragments of melon peels and food residues on the ground. They chewed on big bones at night, and Yu Zhigan almost kicked a piece of it. bone.

When he walked to a room on the first floor, Yu Zhiqian stood at the door with his ears attached to the door. He heard the snoring from the room, proving that someone was sleeping inside, with his hand on the doorknob and the pistol facing the door. Slowly twist to open the door.

In the room there were two ***, three black people lying down, sleeping very hard, and snoring one after another.

After Yu Zhigan entered the door, he closed the door. When he opened the door again and walked out, the black people in the room had already closed their mouths forever, and there would be no more snoring. Snoring would really kill people. Yu Zhigan tested it for himself. . (End of this chapter)