To be fair again, Buck thinks that the thirty-seven legends (the most powerful special forces in a country are still a well-equipped team in a system. Using more than ten people to attack is considered a dangerous attack. Wu Shiwan US dollars counts as only more than 10,000 people per person, which is a little less.

But in order to cover up, these special forces may put their spears in their bags, hold pistols in their arms, and are also fixed on their waists or tactical vests. It is inconvenient to fire guns, and their combat effectiveness will naturally be greatly reduced.

The most important thing is that it would be fine if Dudeka and the others grasped this key. Judging from the entire battle process, this is really one of the anti-terrorism combat subjects they have practiced countless times. All links are tightly matched and there is no room for resistance!

Moreover, the style of the Slavic nation fighting that as long as the enemy with a gun must be shot dead on the spot, letting their thunderous transactions overturn everyone!

Another Wang Wanyu and others who got out of the car were also obviously dull. Finally, the old Lin he called out to take a few deep breaths: "Single police... I have also been an armed police before, and they are indeed the style of a special police..."

That's right, the last time I rescued hostages in Iraq, the proportion of the golden eagles who were injured in the wild fighting was very high, which may have made Buck forget their neatness when kidnapping Abekel's family. Only in these urban combat projects, this style from the special police is so harsh!

Dudeka and others proudly put away their guns and squatted against the side of the car body to smoke. Buck naturally asked Wang Wanyu to call the veterans of the Chinese country to clean up the bodies.

Fortunately, they have been soldiers. Although many of them have never seen such a bloody gun battle, they still have psychological endurance. Under Buck's command, they first dragged nearly ten black rectangular nylon bags of different sizes to one side, and then began to find guns on the bodies and transport the bodies to the van. There is no one on the street now, and the two cars basically blocked the view from the house, but it is obviously unwise to leave a large body.

The golden eagles holding cigarettes also came to help with the transport.

Buck squatted down and unbuttoned the commander's sports jacket in front of him. It was now close to dusk. In the afternoon, the commander who stood arrogantly by the wall and threatened his life, his face was broken, and there was only blood-red ferociousness left under the setting sun!

Bak, who was used to wearing gloves, pulled open his clothes but found that it was just a thick bulletproof vest inside!

Dudeka was still standing next to him: "Just to prevent these guys from wearing bulletproof vests, we usually choose to take the lead, the height of the car window is just right... Bobobo hits him, well, it's about the same as the candied haws we saw in Phuket!"

Buck wanted to roll his eyes and turned his head to signal Wang Wanyu: "You count the guns in your bag and everyone sent them..." He had already found a mobile phone and a note book from the commander's pocket. After rummaging through the inside, he stood up with satisfaction and called on the veterans and the Golden Eagle to peel off the bulletproof vests or tactical vests on the bodies of the bodies. He leaned against the car and started to read them.

But he was very disappointed. In addition to the occasional English words, there were also some hand-painted topographic maps. The whole book was handwritten in comma-like local words. Buck, who is illiterate, can't understand anything!

I can't even understand the documents contained in the notepad!

Hand it to Dudka, this guy is also fooled!

But at this time, Wang Wanyu rubbed over and shook Buck hard. Buck followed him inexplicably. As a result, Wang Wanyu's face holding a bandage showed the unique cunning and seemingly honesty of the farmers in the field. When he pulled out a pack of 733 rifles with one hand, he kicked Buck another pack on his feet. Buck opened the whole pack of US dollars!

All of them are old US dollars worth 100 yuan, and a pack of neatly packed!

If it is not a fake money, according to the simple estimate of Buck's minutes and seconds, it would be at least several million dollars!

For this county-like capital, it is difficult for anyone to temporarily collect such a large pile of US dollars in the local banking industry, including local wealthy people, to temporarily raise such a large pile of US dollars!

The only explanation is that this should be funding for the activities provided by some countries to this commander, perhaps the future military government president!

Cash funding, of course.

Don’t think so much now. At least Bi Ou just now paid back the money thrown into the water with a sound of a sound!

I guess no one would have thought that such a monster-like fierce team would suddenly appear in this city. After killing the Star of Tomorrow, Buck pulled up the zipper of the bag as if nothing had happened, and whispered: "Then you will carry this bag with all your steps..." He took over the weapon bags that Wang Wanyu cleaned, and only then did he find that the military uniform and tactical vest were in these bags!

Buck immediately had a new idea, took out one by one, and asked the veterans to come and change them in turn!

Even if the Golden Eagles were too big, their skin color and hand shape were not suitable. In the last twelve "soldiers" wearing blue camouflage uniforms pulled down the common headbands of the special forces, and continued along the seaside road. Two vans loaded with corpses followed far behind with the Golden Eagles. Wang Wanyu made excuses of headaches and lay in the last row with the medium-sized bag to sleep!

The firearms were redundant, and the golden eagles had replaced them. The tactical vest was a little tight, but they could still be used, except that the 733 rifle was like a child's toy in their hands.

The place where the bloody battle just now is left with only a pool of blood and shells!

Buck didn't change it, and he didn't even wear a bulletproof vest. He just put a pistol in his pocket in his pullover pocket and walked further ahead of the soldiers to explore the way forward. He analyzed the situation with the veterans in the walkie-talkie: "You just saw that the cost of a battle between these foreign mercenaries is 500,000 US dollars. I have to admit that you do not have the combat power at the moment, but it is completely possible, right?"

The veterans of China were obviously surprised by this price. Just in the past few dozen seconds, what is the exchange rate of the US dollar now? Can a person divide 300,000 to 400,000 Chinese coins?!

Buck is like a small leader who works as a pyramid scheme: "We have a seaplane ourselves and can take us away at any time without any worries. I am a military doctor. Everyone has seen it. The battle is cruel and ruthless, but we try our best to ensure everyone's safety. You must also grow up in such a battle! As for whom I do, you should be clear in your heart. It's not just for money, but for the Chinese tourists who were beaten on the ground today, and for the bloody Lao Wang, everyone understands that it is time for someone to stand up and protect the interests of China. Although this is not officially recognized, you can also choose to quit..."

The channel was silent for only a few seconds, and a voice rang out: "I still remember the declaration when I joined the army... I also remember the bold words of my comrades in the team. This country did make me live a very unsatisfactory life, but as long as the motherland needs me, I will definitely not care about my life. Who said this is my motherland! I've done it with you..."

The sound behind is simple and powerful: "I'll do it too!"

"This is something I dreamed of for the rest of my life!"

"I will never be embarrassed! I've done it!"

"Don't leave me behind!"

"I'm dead, just remember to write me a martyr..."

"I have a rare opportunity to make a lot of money. Don't stop me!"

Buck walked silently in front, listening to the sound in the headphones, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his steps became stronger and stronger.

Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply!

This is damn patriotism!
Chapter completed!