"At 4 a.m. yesterday, a serious gangster clash broke out at a dancer's club near Gotton Bay, Heidelberg District, Cape Town. The two sides had a fierce exchange of fire. According to the police, the two sides fired more than 100 bullets at each other, killing five people and injuring sixteen people. Four of them were too seriously injured and not yet out of their life-threatening period..."

"Cape Town police said that this extremely bad case has aroused their anger. They will arrest the murderer as soon as possible and restore peace to the city of Cape Town..."

On TV, the plump female host broadcasts the news. Behind her was a Mercedes-Benz that was blown up beyond recognition. The original appearance of the car could no longer be seen. The combustion after the explosion turned it into a pile of charred scrap iron.

The perimeter of this Mercedes-Benz was full of cordons. The blood on the ground had not been cleared yet. The dry blood was black, and there were many bad eyes in the crowd looking here.

In front of the TV, Hou Dasheng and Kingfisher were slowly chewing the plump steak. This was specially prepared by the crocodile after returning to Blood Mountain. No one would refuse a delicious steak after a fierce battle.

So, they naturally sat down and slowly enjoyed the fruits of their labor.

"It's a beautiful job, guys!" The crocodile clapped his hands and looked at Hou Dasheng and the others and said softly: "But, your expenses this time are too great. The 20,000 US dollars per person is not enough to pay your expenses!"

"For this mission, you lost three cars and bought two expensive sniper rifles. You even equipped them with three not-cheap assault rifles and five pistols. At the same time, the accessories you used were also very costly..."

The crocodile started to settle accounts with Hou Dasheng and the others with his fingers. At this time, Hou Dasheng felt that the steak that had just been very tender just now was not so tender now. It even had a bit of a bitter taste.

"Report!" The crocodile calculated for a while, but there seemed to be no intention of stopping. The helpless Hou Dasheng had to raise his hand and shout. The crocodile looked at Hou Dasheng with a smile: "Say!"

"Tell us directly how much money we owe Xueshan now."

"Not much, you owe us a total of 50,000 US dollars. Of course! Because you are our students, we crossed out the fraction of the money for you. But you have to pay off the 50,000 US dollars."

The crocodile paused, revealing the white teeth in his mouth: "Of course, you can choose not to pay. I just want to tell you that the most unpaid people in the world are arms dealers, killers and mercenaries."

As he said that, the crocodile hugged his arms, with an expression that I was optimistic that you would be silly.

"We are not planning to pay the bill..." Hou Dasheng looked at his stunned teammates and smiled helplessly: "We just want to know when the next mission will be and how much will our reward be."

As soon as Hou Dasheng finished speaking, a "slap..." applause rang out. I don't know when the colonel came to the cafeteria with a smile: "It's simple to talk to smart people."

"Cook, you have the point. We will arrange new tasks for you, but your current task is to be familiar with the guns in your hands. After all, you have to rely on them to make a living."

Shrugging, Hou Dasheng greeted his teammates: "Stay going to eat, even if you have to die, you will have enough to walk in hell."

Kingfisher and others looked at each other, and could only helplessly lower their heads to continue eating the steak in the plate. The flamingo even stuffed a whole piece of steak into their mouths and roared in a daze: "Another plate! I want red wine!!"

The flamingo's performance made the crocodile and the colonel laugh: "Familiar with your equipment as soon as possible, children! Your challenges will gradually increase, don't let yourself die. The dead people are nothing."

After eating two steaks viciously, Hou Dasheng left the cafeteria with a dark face. After a while, the kingfisher, gunfire, bullet shells and flamingos also followed. None of the few had a good-looking face.

No one is too popular. It's been a long time since I worked hard for a few days. I didn't make this money and I still owed a lot of debts. But after thinking back, I couldn't say what the few people could do.

Although the price of both m-200 and m82a1 in the United States is around 12,000 US dollars, the channels are not simple, and they have to be shipped to South Africa safely and without any trace.

The transportation cost is not small. Secondly, the information that Xueshan has obtained for himself and these people is the most accurate. There is even an insider to help, otherwise the assassination would not be so smooth.

Not to mention hotels and cars, this is not to mention. Xueshan didn’t know what relationship he used, and almost wiped out all traces. As long as Hou Dasheng and others didn’t say it himself, no one knew that they had killed the spear.

What is broadcast on TV now is just Chang Gun and others died in gang fights. But Hou Dasheng and the others knew very well, Damn it! Whose gang fights will use m-200 and m82a1? What's more, c4 is used.

But Blood Mountain can be suppressed, not to mention the resources and money spent therein.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." On the sniper training ground, Hou Dasheng was shooting silently. Every time he shot, he would self-evaluate the hit situation and then take the target paper back to take a look.

The accuracy of m-200 is indeed very good, and the hit rate is very high outside 1,000 meters. Even if you grasp the wind speed and angle, the hit rate will not be too low.

Now Hou Dasheng has decided on his daily training content. In addition to armed heavy-bearing off-road, he also conducts combat training and quick-firing pistol shooting training every day.

Since he is a sniper, who can guarantee that he can hide from a safe distance at all times?! Sometimes, he will inevitably face close-range shooting battles. Quickly firing a gun can ensure a higher survival rate under that situation.

Then there is the M-200 shooting training and the precise shooting training of assault rifles. You can get any gun on the battlefield, and sometimes your attacking firepower or close-range shooting is needed in the team.

At this time, you have to be able to take the lead. Simply put, as a mercenary, you must be a versatile player. You have to be able to take the lead in any position in the battle. Of course, you also need a main combat position.

But in the Cape Town city where they had just left, the place was chaotic due to their actions. The promise of the seemingly fair and strict sheriff was blown away like a bullshit.

What greeted him was the chaotic battle between the major gangs in Cape Town! Every gang knew that the dock in Gordon Bay was a fat piece of fat. However, the crazy Z-line gang boss occupied the place at that time.

Dozens of madmen who dared to fight desperately with guns discouraged all the gangs who wanted to make the dock. But now, the gun was dead and their heads were smashed. The bodyguards under him were the most capable of fighting were only half of their body.

The core twenty gunmen could stand up less than ten. This made all the gangs in Cape Town ready to move. It was at this time that the number one confidant cockroach, who originally runs the Z-line gang boss of the dancer club, directly killed three leaders who were arguing with him at an extremely rapid speed.

He also purchased more than 30 automatic rifles from a group of North Africans and cooperated with his original subordinates to form the second batch of combat personnel from the Z-line gang. This time, it shocked those gangs that were ready to move.

However, this is only temporary...

In Cape Town, Cockroach Base Camp - outside the dancer's club department, four or five business cars suddenly rushed out! "Squeak~!" and rushed in front of the club department!

"Tututu..." But dozens of gunmen wearing black hoods, holding pistols, submachine guns and even automatic rifles rushed out of the car, suddenly shot at the club's z-line to help those still stunned brothers! While shooting, they rushed towards the club!

"Someone has called~! Someone has called!!" For a moment, the z-line gang guards at the club's entrance were caught off guard and fell into pieces. However, they still did not escape. Some of them lay on the ground and fought back.

Another group of people roared shrillly and issued an alarm. Several members who were hit by bullets gritted their teeth and climbed to the club's department, and tried their best to close the club's iron gate...

After the spear was killed, the club was ordered to suspend business. However, as the territory that he was most familiar with, the cockroach still regarded this place as his base camp.

The cockroaches regard this place as their base camp for reasons. Soon, a few automatic rifles stretched out from the hotel window next to the club.

"Dadada...Dadada..." A series of gunfires, and the attacking figures were then beaten and screamed. As the gunfire sounded at the window, dozens of people suddenly rushed out of the streets around the club, holding their guns and shooting at the raids.

On the narrow streets, both sides roared like crazy! Guns and roars sounded in a whole lot. The staff and managers in the hotel were hiding in the basement room and shivering.

On the street, except for the Z-line Gang and the gunmen who rushed over were almost empty. After the gunmen who got out of the business car killed the members of the Z-line Gang in front of the club department, they found in despair that the club's door was locked!

It is obvious that this gate was not installed recently. The heavy steel plate on the door made these gunmen desperate...

"TuTuTuTuTuTuTu..." The gunshot did not stop, and soon a person lay down in front of the club department. When the gunshot stopped, the miserable and incomplete corpses were removed, and the gunmen who had been blown out of their stomachs and intestines were blown all over the floor, or the arms, wrists or thighs were broken, and the muscles with blood sticking to broken bones were screaming...

In a daze, the week passed quickly.
Chapter completed!