Ganilia.

The capital, Monrovia, is located in the hilly area 30 kilometers east of the country.

A six-man special team wearing full individual equipment was sitting behind a large rock to rest.

What can be seen is the back of these men's combat vests, with the Umbrella Company's classic red and white logo printed on the side of their helmets.

That's right, this six-member special team is the mercenaries from Chu Zihang's command.

And it is the third team under USS, which is the Suicide Squad Special Operations Team.

The team is led by old-school tough guy Barney Ross, team members Christmas, Yin Yang, Gunnar, Toll, Caesar, and sniper Billy who is lying on the commanding heights of the hillside on guard.

The old people rest below, but the young people have to stand guard.

Is it fair to rely on the old and sell the old?

Billy could only complain in his heart and naturally would not say it to his face.

As for the remaining six young players, they formed a small team and hunted the Western mercenaries in Ganilia in their young way.

The three teams under USS basically work independently.

But the purpose is the same, to eliminate all Western mercenaries hired by the anti-government in Ganilia.

"Damn, my underwear is so hot that it's wet!"

Christmas raised his eyes and glanced at the scorching sun high above, then he turned his head and looked at the captain Barney Ross on the side.

"Barney, wouldn't it be nice to get a car? Do we have to walk?"

"The car target is too big and easy to detect."

Barney Ross, who was admiring his skull and sword, replied without raising his head.

Frank, what you said actually makes sense.

Christmas couldn't resist, so he had to endure it.

"Barney, how long will we have to go?" Yin Yang asked, chewing gum.

Hear this.

Christmas, Gunnar, Toll, and Caesar all looked at Barney Ross.

Obviously they also wanted to know how long they would have to walk in the scorching sun.

It's so hot!

Heizhou is not very good in this regard, it is right between the Tropic of Cancer and the equator.

The heat is annoying.

I would rather kill the enemy than continue to bask in the sun.

Feeling the eager gazes of the guys, Barney Ross was embarrassed to admire his beloved knife anymore.

He put away the knife and said: "According to the information provided by Liusha, a mercenary army called the Assassins of God is stationed in a village thirty kilometers east of Monrovia."

"Assassins of God? It's actually these guys?!" Christmas said in surprise.

Barney glanced at Christmas and said, "Know?"

"When I was serving in SAS, I had dealings with this group of people."

Christmas explained: "These guys are ruthless and are simply loyal servants of the devil."

"Why haven't you heard of it? I thought it was an unknown mercenary." Feng couldn't help but said.

"They are non-staff members of the CIA and do not take part-time jobs."

"Oh, it turns out it's a dog raised by the CIA."

As soon as Barney Ross finished speaking, he heard Billy's voice coming from the radio!

"Captain, there's a situation!"

"What's going on?"

Barney Ross calmed down and made a gesture of preparation to fight to everyone.

The next second.

The people who were just sitting lazily on the ground resting were now ready to fight in the blink of an eye.

He is indeed the most elite retired special forces soldier from all over the world, and he is very smooth when entering combat mode.

"There was a girl who escaped from the village."

"There is a foreign mercenary and anti-government soldiers are chasing behind him."

Billy immediately reported truthfully what he saw through the quadruple scope on his sniper rifle.

"Keep staring, I'll come up and take a look."

Barney Ross gave an order and immediately led everyone to climb up the hillside with their bodies bowed.

The six people cooperated tacitly and each occupied a firepower point.

Once a fight breaks out, they can provide mutual support and construct a fire network.

Barney Ross had quietly come to Billy's side, picked up his binoculars and looked at the village down the mountain.

The whole village was in a mess as if it had been looted by bandits.

There were many corpses on the ground, but almost no villagers were still alive.

There were many anti-government armed personnel cleaning up the bodies, and there were also two armed pickup trucks loaded with M2 heavy machine guns.

Except for anti-government armed personnel.

Barney Ross also saw many white mercenaries, who should be members of the Assassin of God mercenaries.

After briefly glancing at the situation in the village, Barney Ross looked in the direction Billy mentioned.

…

"stop!"

"Don't run!"

"You bitch, if you run away again, I'll shoot you!"

A little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a torn floral dress that exposed a large area of ​​black skin, looked terrified and ran out of the village, looking back three times.

Behind the girl, a bald white man mercenary and five rebel soldiers were chasing.

Coincidentally, the members of the death squads breathed a little heavier.

"Click..."

There was a series of sounds of the gun's safety being turned on slightly.

"Don't shoot, wait until they get closer and kill them with a knife."

Barney ordered.

Shooting at this time will alert the enemies in the entire village, so using a knife is the best way to deal with them.

Even though the silencer on the assault rifle is silencing it, it still makes a slight sound.

A little sound can be fatal!

Because professional mercenaries who often walk on the tip of a knife can still detect it quickly.

Facing his peers, Barney Ross had to be cautious.

"That big guy is mine, don't try to steal it from me."

Gunnar stretched out his tongue and licked the blade, showing a greedy look.

In less than a moment.

The little girl and the pursuers had run less than ten meters away from the death squad members.

"thump."

The girl who was running was probably too panicked and did not notice the stones under her feet.

She suddenly tripped over a stone under her feet and fell to the ground. She rolled down the hillside and hit a rock before stopping.

The distance from where the suicide squad was once again was at least fifteen meters away.

The little girl struggled to get up when the bald man from behind threw her to the ground again.

Then, the little girl was lifted up by her hair like a little chicken by the strong bald white mercenary.

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The bald man cursed fiercely, grabbed the girl's hair with his left hand and pulled it back violently, very roughly.

The girl's head had to be pushed back desperately, and her neck was stretched upward, looking as if it was about to be broken.

"Wow."
To be continued...