Absolute Honor

The last person who died in Qin Fei’s hands by the right-wing rebels outflanked the troops was the thin man. Since he was the last person, Qin Fei didn’t kill him immediately, but threw him with a leg from behind and threw him a dog. Mud, then held the pistol against the back of his head.

Now, Qin Fei needs intelligence.

Know yourself and the enemy, and a hundred battles will never end.

"Do you speak English?" Qin Fei interrogated in English.

Sierra Leone is a former colony of the empire that never sets, so English here still has a certain degree of popularity.

"Will...you...you..." The thin man was so startled that he couldn't speak. He never thought that someone would suddenly come out behind him.

In his field of vision, he saw one of his subordinates lying not far away, blood oozing from his chest, stained the ground red, and he seemed to be out of breath.

"Don't... don't kill me... I'm just following orders..."

The thin man stammered and begged for mercy, Qin Fei pulled down the hammer, and the crisp click made the thin man's soul fly away.

"How many of you are there?"

"41..."

"What kind of troops are you?"

"The Revolutionary Alliance Front..."

"Why hunt and kill these white people?"

"..." The thin man said nothing, as if hesitated.

"Don't tell me?" Qin Fei said, "The biggest shortcoming of me is my lack of patience, especially the guy who doesn't like me."

The thin man seemed to be really unspeakable, trembling all over, but he still hesitated whether he should say it or not.

Qin Fei didn't want to talk with him any more, and it didn't take much effort to deal with this kind of soldiers who had not received professional training.

Violence is the easiest way to solve everything.

Qin Fei directly put the p228 pistol on his shoulder and fired a shot directly.

The bullet penetrated the shoulder blades and shot into the ground.

Before the thin man had time to scream, Qin Fei held his head and pressed it directly into the mud. The pain caused him to open his mouth. The ground was covered with thorns and withered grass. With a mouth, he pierced directly into his mouth. He couldn't breathe at all, and within a minute, this guy almost died, like a pig being pressed on the chopping board for slaughter, kicking his feet desperately.

Qin Fei saw that it was almost done, grabbing his braided hair and pulling up his thin head.

This kind of rebel army has no strict training at all, so the military appearance is naturally messy. Long hair is a taboo on the battlefield, but for these guys to be handsome, many people prefer to use this weird whip.

"If you dare to shout that hurts, I will shoot you in the head and promise to send you to see God."

Sure enough, the thin man held back the pain, hissed and sucked in a cold breath.

"Why, think about it clearly? You have five seconds to decide. My time is precious." Qin Fei put the pistol on the thin head.

The thin man was really frightened this time. Qin Fei didn't seem to be the kind of soft-hearted person. He killed nine of his subordinates unknowingly, and there was no sound at all, and he couldn't even make a noise about Qin Fei. From where it got out, it was simply a devil that fell from the sky.

"I said, I said, I said..." He nodded desperately. "The person we are chasing is called Julit Maada. He is the leader of the People's Opposition Party and the politician who is most likely to win the election in the future. He was in Poland the day before yesterday. Tolu City was conducting a campaign speech. We received an order from our superiors and arrested him. We did not expect to be escaped by him, so we were ordered to hunt down..."

"Who are those white fighting groups?"

"They are South African mercenaries and members of the Protector Company. It was their team that rescued Zhu Lite, but they also died of four people. We have been chasing here..."

Only then did the thin man remember to ask who Qin Fei was.

"You...who are you?"

"Me?" Qin Fei took the thin man's gun away, stood up, and said coldly: "I'm just a passerby."

After that, he raised the gun and fired a shot at the thin head, killing him directly.

All that Somchai said before has made Qin Fei very abhorrent to these rebels, there is no need to leave the lives of such scumbags, otherwise more civilians will be left in the debris.

Among the weapons found, Qin Fei unexpectedly found an rpg rocket launcher.

In Africa, such Soviet-made weapons are everywhere. They are cheap, easy to operate, and powerful. They are as durable as the ak47, and the price is only $200 on the black market.

Qin Fei wanted to use it to deal with the pickup truck with a 12.7mm heavy machine gun. The existence of this thing was a fatal threat to everyone.

One shot shot by this heavy machine gun will kill you if you don’t hit the bullet.

But now that pickup truck is three hundred meters away, and the rpg rocket launcher becomes super strange after hitting a hundred meters. The ability to hit the target at a distance of one hundred meters depends on a little bit of luck.

When Qin Fei wondered if he had also outflanked the rebels and caught him off guard, the rebels on the left had already been in place and launched an attack.

There was no communication between Qin Fei and the South African mercenary group, and it was impossible to warn them in advance. As soon as the gun shot, he knew that these four people would definitely suffer a big loss.

Because the left-wing outflank team had reached a place less than forty meters behind these mercenaries, it took less than 10 seconds to rush to the position of the mercenary team when it suddenly launched an attack.

I was caught off guard. Two of the four South African mercenaries were split to deal with the outflanking squad, but due to the rush, there were as many as ten in the outflanking team~www.NovelMTL.com~Although the black rebels’ marksmanship was not very good. In this way, he was just holding the gun and charging all the way, but the water-splashed bullet still hit a mercenary, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

One person was shot and fell, and the rear immediately became the weakest link. One of the two people in charge of the front had to turn around to fight, which barely withstood.

Soon, the most terrible problem appeared. Seeing that his outflank tactics worked, the rebels who were shooting in front of him launched an offensive under the command of the commander. The armed pickups with heavy machine guns started to circle from the left, spraying flames all the way, regardless of whether they were hit or not. , Anyway, it was a random shot at the place where the mercenary group was located, and completely suppressed the firepower.

There was only one person on the front, and relying on an automatic rifle could not stop the attack of the twenty rebels. He was soon crushed by the fierce firepower of the opponent, and there was no way to fight back.

The South African mercenaries are weak, and the line of defense established has fallen into a difficult situation from the beginning to the end, and is on the verge of collapse.

If one more person falls, these people will be shot dead by rebels swarming up.

Qin Fei held the RPG's grip, cats at his waist, relying on the cover of the grass, sneaking towards the right wing of the position.