() "What else is there?" Wang Hu frowned, his right fist tightly, and his knuckles made a crackling sound. A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, solving all the mysteries. No wonder the Americans attacked the "Overlord" team. The reason is that this is the reason. The disappearance of the boss and the disappearance of the canary are related to the Chechens.

Bablu's face was not good-looking, he continued, "These Talibans have met two Asians, one of whom is an old man and the other is a man in their thirties. This shows that the boss and the canary are in their hands."

Sure enough! Wang Hu guessed it right! You can imagine how important the cross sky eagles were to the Chechens. They were bullied by the Russians. "How is the situation of the goods?" Wang Hu asked. The whereabouts of these weapons and equipment were directly related to the boss's safety. This is not a random cover, there are few mistakes... Wang Hu didn't want to see the boss's body.

"It flew away a few days ago," Bablu made a gesture of flying away. "The Chechens come one step later..." The captain still had two tricks. He killed two fully armed drones alone, which made him look at him with admiration! Admiration arises naturally. Admiration is the habit of every warrior, and he also hopes that he will become that kind of person!

Tang Simao whistled and said with a giggle, "He's the Americans are so fucked!" This was a gloating. This kid never had a good impression of the United States. According to the current situation, the Chechens and the United States or Cia may collude with each other. Even a heartless guy like Tang Simao has speculated about this problem, let alone Wang Hu.

"Cough cough!" Old Xu coughed twice, indicating that something was going on. The sharp headlights shone brightly on the narrow streets, and in front of the pickup truck, a large group of goats poured out.

The "bleat" sound brought Wang Hu's thoughts back to his childhood. He was an orphan since he was a child. If the villagers of Yaqutan Village had not supported him together, he would have frozen to death in the cold wind. It can be said that he grew up eating a hundred families and wearing a hundred families. A little older, Wang Hu began to ride a pony to graze the sheep. As a person, he was grateful, and the sheep in the village were concentrated in his hands, and they were all fat and strong. Only in this way can he repay the kindness of the villagers for raising them.

Now he is traveling around the world all year round. Wang Hu's annual salary is at least one million yuan. With his scattered income, he always sends it back to Yaqutan Village to help his mother build a new house and a school for the village. He can't support so many people by making black guns alone, and the harsh natural environment really can't support so many people.

What surprised Wang Hu was that the free-range Afghan old man actually had an Afghan hound. This dog was brought back to China by the British in 1886 and immediately became a royal hound. After being introduced to the United States in 1926, after half a century of improvement, the Afghan hound had an elegant and majestic appearance, and formed a unique style with its beautiful appearance. It has strong patience, amazing agility and strong body in any harsh environment, and has extremely high ornamental xing.

Of course, the hunting dogs that are residing in the old man are just local dogs, but they are somewhat similar to some characteristics of emperors among the current dogs. To put it bluntly, this kind of local dog is very common in Afghanistan and is not valuable. What really interested Wang Hu is the sheep behind, which is actually a purebred Waggiel sheep!

The ears of this sheep are about 40 cm and 20 cm wide. They look similar to those of an elephant. The weight of adults can reach 130 to 140 kilograms, and they are as strong as a calf! The body is 1.7 meters long and about 1.4 meters tall. The limbs are strong and powerful, and the huge hook nose is bulging high.

It's very impressive!

In April 2012, a sheep with Afghan ancestry in Yingjisha County was sold at a sky-high price of 12 million yuan! It became the most expensive sheep ever!

But the owner of the sheep was wearing a shabby sheepskin robe, his face was covered with cracks caused by wind and frost, his body was so dirty that he was worn out, and his shoes on his feet were worn out. In such a cold weather, he was simply suffering.

Wang Hu sighed deeply. How much trauma has the war caused to this country by the years of war? Their people are begging for their golden rice bowl!

Lao Xu looked at Wang Hu, and the tough lines on the young man's face gradually became softer. He vaguely knew Wang Hu's life experience. It seemed that the group of sheep had aroused someone's faint homesickness. Lao Xu patted Wang Hu on the shoulder. This was not a good time for nostalgia! There were extremely dangerous enemies in front of them. After the matter was done, Lao Xu made up his mind to follow Wang Hu to his hometown to take a look.

"Oh, it's coming soon?" Wang Hu's face turned red and he asked Bablu awkwardly. He was working hard to manage his image of being wise and capable, but because he was extremely strong in his character, he did not surrender to any difficulties. But after being shot by Lao Xu, he woke him up, and he should not be influenced by emotions! Wang Hu took a deep breath and suppressed the unspeakable feeling.

Old Xu smiled faintly, he was a real child! He was just a young man in his twenties when he grew up. He laughed and scolded, "Banqi!"

Bablu and Tang Simao looked confused. Fortunately, the location mentioned by the Talibans is located in the northernmost part of the town. Chechens are stationed in a lonely building, and where are the boss and canary!

When the flock passed, the pickup truck continued to move forward. The moon had already exposed its face from the clouds, and the white moonlight shone on the small town of Kashtu under the night.

Tomorrow will definitely be a good weather!

Lao Xu turned off the headlights and drove cautiously towards the small building with the moonlight. At this time, the Talibans had already wandered into the mountains in Kashgartu, leaving only a few people stationed here. They have always followed the Chechen people and did not conflict with the arrival of the Chechen people. After all, everyone uses the same path.

But good luck is over!

"Bang!" A gunshot suddenly cut through the quiet night sky. The scorching bullet tore the sticky air and directly shattered the pickup's glass! Although the people in the car were not injured, it clearly stated that the action had been discovered!

I'm sorry! Wang Hu didn't expect the Chechens to put the lurking whistle so far. Before he could give the order, Bablu in the back seat rushed out of the broken car window and quickly climbed onto the roof next to the street. Wang Hu relied on Superman's eyes to see the baby soldier running wildly on the roof, killing the gunman hidden in the roof not far away!

The shrill screams and crackling gunshots told Wang Hu how cruel the double-edged knife in Bablu's hand was. The unlucky sentry was like the howl of a pig in the slaughterhouse before his death.

It makes people feel scared when they hear it!

Lao Xu kicked on the accelerator and rushed directly towards the destination, hitting the barbed wire and used gasoline barrels on the street. The worn-out pickup truck seemed like a hunting beast, roaring and roaring to the bottom of the building!

The dark building suddenly became a crowd of people, a large amount of firelight came out from the window, and a thick white smoke came out directly from the roof! It made a shrill sound!

"Boom!" The pickup was immediately overwhelmed by the strong flames, and a large number of flames were rolled out of the cab. Relying on the wreckage of the pickup truck, he rushed to the gate and stopped!

Wang Hu and his men had already got out of the car. Old Xu climbed onto a high roof, and Bartre in his hand immediately opened fire. The night vision instrument pointed out the direction for Old Xu, and the god of death began to name the Chechen people. He fell from the roof without even humming.

Tang Simao was hiding behind a low earth wall on the corner of the street, and his squad was roaring with a machine gun "da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da

Before the battle, they made a plan, Lao Xu covered up, Tang Simao was in front, and the main forces were Bablu and Wang Hu! End the battle as fast as possible to avoid Taliban interference.

The dark night se provides the best disguise for the beast.

Bablu and Wang Hu rushed into the small building, one left and one right. Wang Hu triggered the obsidian shield the moment he broke the door. The m500 dong dong gun in his right hand directly penetrated the wall, and knocked the Chechens who were hiding behind and fired the gun into pieces. They didn't understand why the bullets hit the invader's body were useless at all.

A chaotic footsteps sounded above his head, and a large amount of dust spilled out from the cracks of the wooden boards. This small building covers a large area and was originally the residence of the tribe leaders of the Kashtu town, but it was abandoned as early as the Soviet invasion. Everything seemed particularly old and depressed. Wang Hu raised his hand and bombarded him on his head. Three bullets with huge kinetic energy directly penetrated the roof. With a slam, the wooden board was broken and several people fell directly from the second floor. Two of them died when they landed on the ground. The other one was broken by the cannon. The rolling bullets directly tore his lower abdomen into rotten flesh, making a shrill cry.

Clean! Certain! Fierce! Not afraid of death!

Such a surprise attack made the Chechens get confused at one time when they meet. What’s even more terrifying is that the black monster could speak human language! Wang Hu immediately grabbed the guy’s collar, lifted him up, and asked in Russian, "Where is the hostage!"

The Chechen man tried to resist, but Wang Hu cut off his other leg with one knife, and a large amount of blood splattered out. The severe pain would tear the Chechen man's soul in half.

"Speak quickly! I will consider giving you a happy time!" Wang Hu said coldly. There is no need to have mercy on these people. If you don't kill him, he will kill you!

"I said! I said! Those two people were tied to a house on the corner of the second floor!" The Chechens' will was defeated by Wang Hu's cruelty and severe pain, and screamed repeatedly. He even begged Wang Hu to save his life.

Wang Hu smiled coldly, "If you are spared, you won't be alive!" This man was too seriously injured. In the absence of treatment, the best result was to die of excessive blood loss. However, the scarlet countdown on Wang Hu's retina was like a rope for life, and he could not bear to have any sympathy!

With a "click", Wang Hu crushed the Chechens' neck!

Then remove the obsidian shield and go up the stairs next to you!

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The rumor has been tight lately.

You can't write this, you can't write it too violently.

All was just there.

Thank you everyone...
Chapter completed!