To avoid paying attention, Lin Rui and others acted in the evening. The U.S. Army’s modified Black Hawk quickly put them into the battlefield.

This factory, called Bakaruna by the locals, was built in the early 1990s and is also a subsidiary project of foreign aid. It was originally supposed to be used to process some mechanical parts. Later the project was withdrawn, but the factory and machinery were still there.

The local armed forces occupying there are basically a group of mercenaries, relying on hired to attack non-military targets, sabotage and other operations to make a living. Sometimes they often act as bandits and bully nearby tourists who occasionally pass by. It is for this reason that they have never been included in the list of terrorist organizations.

"Satellite positioning shows that we have arrived. We have seen the electronic map just now. We are still a few kilometers away from the destination." Crazy Horse quietly leaned over with his sniper crossbow.

"Well, I see, tell the brothers to be more alert. According to the intelligence, there are many roadblocks at the target location. They must be careful with mines and let them go ahead. If they encounter landmines, clear them as soon as possible to open up the offensive channel for us." Nodded.

"Yes!" Crazy Horse nodded and gestured to the sausage in the distance. The latter began to advance with a few mercenaries. A group of mercenaries moved in the darkness, and the slight whistling sound of clothing friction gradually disappeared.

Lin Rui and the others arrived at the destination, the factory half an hour earlier. The location of the factory and the defense situation nearby have been marked on the electronic map. However, Lin Rui knew that this was a simple matter on the map, but in actual action, he did not know how many accidents he would encounter. .

In order to be foolproof, they must remain silent and avoid being diverted by the opponent before they mark the missile and capture the prisoner.

"The arrest team is in place and it is expected to arrive at the intended destination in three minutes." Crazy Horse's voice came.

"Be careful, your location is an emergency evacuation point. Although they will not have many guards, there must be many secret posts. Be careful not to be discovered." Lin Rui led a group of people to search for intelligence and mark missiles, and also Command the capture team of Crazy Horse and others.

"Received, we have replaced the infrared night vision equipment and started to search for the enemy." Crazy Horse whispered.

After his team was defeated, Yusov, the former leader of the Ukrainian armed organization, relied on his expertise and brought a small team of his own to become a missile technology consultant in this factory. After a meal, it was not a sumptuous meal. After dinner, holding a cup of hot drink, walked to the wall of the factory, doing digestion exercises as usual.

Now this kind of stable life without hiding from Tibet makes him feel that he used to run around, carrying his own head and working for others is hell. Fortunately, a familiar person introduced him and he just got in here.

Although this **** North Africa has a dry climate, poor supplies, and the joint counter-terrorism force, it is very concealed, with strong troops, sufficient ammunition, and strong defense. The government forces can't think of this, and other armed organizations dare not make their minds here.

"Oh, Mr. Yusof! Good evening, but it's not safe here. You'd better not go around?!" A guard in black, who didn't know where he emerged from, blocked Yusof.

"Why? Damn, I am the expert you hired, not a prisoner." Yusof shook his head.

He didn't like the guards assigned to protect him. These people were all dressed in black, and they all wore black hoods, and never showed their faces. But their eyes reminded Yusof of some kind of reptile eyes, cold and cruel.

"And I have my own guard." Yusoff pointed to a hideous, sturdy man behind him, a white man covered with horrible scars criss-crossed, and gestured to the black guard with the AK-47 in his hand.

"Did you see the white line at your feet? If you take one step forward, your guard will have to die. If you take two steps forward, you will also have to die." The black guard whispered grimly.

"Dare you threaten me?" Yusoff's face sank.

"Although you are the expert we got, you are by no means irreplaceable." The black guard looked at Yusof, "It's still too late to go back now."

"Okay, okay! There is no need to do it like this, I can't stand the **** thing like using a knife and a gun." Yusoff shook his head, his face stiffened, these **** **** put himself under house arrest.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yusoff, as the above said, you can't die. You still have the value of being alive. As long as you act within our prescribed limits, I will never embarrass you." The black guard shook his head. Stretching his arms, the pinched knuckles made a crackling noise.

"I will continue to stroll around and I won't disturb you anymore. Damn it! You don't have eyes to lead the way!" Yusoff looked unhappy and could only spread his anger on his own hands, and kicked the scar all over his body with angrily. White people. Turn around and leave bitterly.

Don’t think of his personal guard as a big guy with scars. This guy is not a guy with only muscles and no brains. Hearing what Yusoff said, he immediately said, "Yes, yes, I took the wrong path."

Yusov was chilly, but his face was accompanied by a smile. Although the life under the fence was easy and he didn't need to be exhausted to beg for life, he had to deal with these fierce and evil fellows. These black guards who claim to be red tides are even more terrifying than the most brutal terrorists he has ever seen.

He could only return to his residence with a personal guard, in a small building at the far north of the factory.

"Boss, these guys treat us as criminals. Why can't we even get there?" the guard whispered.

"Shut up, go back first." Yusoff whispered, "That's fine, our place is relatively safe, and if there is an emergency, we can still try to evacuate. Don't forget, we have left an emergency in the north. Exit. Don’t look at their stance now. When something happens, they will definitely be the focus of the attack. The farther we are from them, the better."

"But boss, shouldn't you be found here?" the guard asked in a low voice.

"Who is right about this kind of thing? The government army has nothing to do, but Yankees and Frenchmen are not vegetarian." Yusoff whispered, "Remember, let the brothers on the periphery be more alert. In case something happens, Let’s leave the mess here and leave immediately. They are desperadoes, and we don’t need to accompany them to death. If it weren’t for this time we couldn’t get along in the country and they paid a high price, I wouldn’t have followed these **** terrors. Molecular mixing."