Burma borders the rabbit, in the dense forest of the Golden Triangle.

Hoshkin grinned and looked at the flustered face of a Burmese zhengfu soldier in the scope. He clicked his finger lightly. The MSG90A2 sniper rifle with a silencer in his hand trembled with almost no sound. The Burmese zhengfu soldier in the lens The soldier's head burst open like a watermelon falling from a height.

"Twenty-six! Kill four more and it's almost a row. Now they should know that this is no longer their territory. Twenty-seven! Don't blame me, blame the person who asked you to die. !" Hoshkin gently squeezed the trigger again and whispered.

"Shoo~~~!"

At this time, the scream of cannonballs suddenly came in the air.

Hoshkin discerned it, and hurriedly rolled away from his carefully arranged sniper position.

"Cao! Now snipers are getting more and more uncomfortable! Even a backward place like Myanmar knows to use artillery cover to remove snipers!" He looked bitterly at the distance and luckily recovered a life, his expression frightened. The three Burmese zhengfu army soldiers hurriedly left the sniper position that was about to be covered by artillery fire along the cable reserved on the edge of the cliff.

After he quickly descended from the cliff in embarrassment and left, as two small-caliber mortar shells fell, a dozen large-caliber shells slammed on the hill where he was previously.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Wow!"

The sound of the explosion, accompanied by the sound of the rock falling, echoed throughout the mountain for a while.

"Bah! Bah bah!"

After vomiting the dust out of his mouth, Hoshkin walked out of the hiding place. He plucked all the branches and leaves of the temporary camouflage on his body, then took a look at the mountain and quickly left here.

. . . . . .

"General, after such a fierce shelling, the opponent's sniper must have died. Do we still need to continue shelling?" A dark-faced, short-built soldier saluted the general behind him.

"I see, stop the shelling and let them all come back!" The general with the big brimmed hat waved his hand and motioned for the soldier to inform his men to leave.

"Yes, General." The soldier saluted, then turned and left the temporary headquarters.

The general waited for the soldiers to walk away and then turned and picked up the phone. He dialed a number and then said to the other end of the phone: "Hello? Mr. Chen, hello. Hello. I have done what you asked me to do. What is the balance payment? Will it be able to call my account? You know, we have lost a whole company of manpower in order to fulfill Mr. Chen's request!"

"Confirm that our request has been implemented? The small pawns sent by the other party are not so easy to deal with. Although there are only two or three people, they are all veterans who have experienced **** battles. You are really sure that the opponent's outpost has been cleared. Are you there?" On the phone, the man called Mr. Chen asked the Burmese general.

"Mr. Chen, I can assure you that the few people sent by the other party have all been killed by us! Including a difficult sniper, who has now been killed by our artillery! If you don’t believe me, you can send someone here. Confirm personally." The Myanmar general immediately assured Mr. Chen.

"...Okay, I hope you really did what you said. The balance will be sent to your account in a day. If you have anything to continue contacting me, I will hang up first." Mr. Chen was on the phone Said to the Burmese general.

"Okay, okay, I won't disturb you, Mr. Chen!" The Burmese general smiled flatteringly.

When the other side hung up the phone, he said to his men next to him with a face of sorrow: "In this world, money is really getting harder and harder. What's more, just for the three or five mercenaries, Lao Tzu It took hundreds of lives and dozens of cannonballs, and I actually told me that the final payment could only be made in a day. I had known that the rabbit was so picky, I should cooperate with the other side! At least they came to talk to us. When the time came, the money was still very refreshing!"

"General, let's go to the other side to cooperate now?" someone asked him.

"Cooperate, you ghost, cooperate! Have you forgotten where we are now? This is the Golden Triangle, and there are rabbits on the edge of the Golden Triangle! Believe it or not, if the news that we don’t cooperate with rabbits spreads, the next day I am a major general with you Become a rebel army? Then all of our heads become the bounty and credit of others? The wife and daughter let someone else raise it?" The general kicked his **** and said angrily to him .

"Uh...what you said, general, what you said...I didn't think well." The subordinate hurriedly bowed to his superior.

"You have to know that standing in line is a science. As the weak, we can only choose the side of the country that can always maintain our status as the strong. In the monster house of East Asia ~lightnovelpub.net~ only meets this condition Rabbit." The Burmese general explained smoothly to his men.

"But General, others gave us better conditions, why don't we choose others?" His men asked him puzzled.

"Fool! No matter how much others give us, I don't even dare to ask! You don't want to think that we are so close to the rabbit, even if others have given us great benefits, will we still have our lives to spend after taking it? Use your brain! Don’t be a woman all day long except for money! No matter how much money we have, we have to spend it! No matter how beautiful a woman is, can you still go soak without life?" The general of Myanmar is not angry. He slapped his head under his hands.

His subordinate was photographed by his boss, and then he felt embarrassed to touch the place to flatter his boss: "Or general, you think it is thoughtful! General, you know, I'm just a fool, if not You support me, I am afraid I am still planting Yinsu with the villagers in that small mountain village up to now!"

The Burmese general was slapped by the flattery of his subordinates. He laughed loudly, and then walked out of the tent with his subordinates, intending to go straight back and wait for Mr. Chen to transfer the balance to his account.

Just as he was calculating in his heart how many soldiers and horses Mr. Chen could recruit and how many weapons he could purchase, his men suddenly shouted to him: "Be careful, general!"

Immediately afterwards, the Burmese general felt himself under pressure.

"Asshole! What's the situation? Guess you are too courageous! You dare to hit me!"

Just as he got up from the ground angrily, ready to vent his anger at his men, his expression suddenly became frightened.

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