Chapter two hundred and seventy-one Here comes the goal.
"The official advance team has pulled out this time. Mr. Adolphus is very determined," Coffey said with a smile. "You know, fathers usually love children, especially the children who are obedient and will soon graduate from MIT. They don’t drink or go to nightclubs on weekdays."
Coffey sighed, "To tell the truth, it’s rare for a big family to come out like this, and he doesn’t want to share the family property with his brother. He wants to start a business in the United States, and his brother and his father like him very much. Unfortunately, he won’t be able to spend a dummy at the township manor."
Hou Dasheng knows what’s going on. If this is the case, then it’s strange that Adolphus will be so angry. The clever son is still so promising. As a result, he was killed by several damn robbers before the child could make great achievements. This is unacceptable to a father.
It was this father who took his own crazy revenge. Maybe Scott regretted it. He shouldn’t have killed the ticket, but it’s a pity that there is no such thing as regret medicine in this world. Even if there is, Adolphus is easier to get than him.
"We are now in the Weinasigoth team, which has been cleaned up by us," Hou Dasheng said to Coffey. "It can be said that he is alone now, but we are not familiar with Weina’s situation. We can only kill him if you people force him out."
On the other end, Coffey heard Hou Dasheng say, "Don’t start work yet. Scott has been operating in Weina for many years. If he is disturbed, it will be difficult to catch him again. I will let the official past troops start as soon as possible and believe that his horse will flee."
"Catch him and kill him," Coffey sank. "Adolphus said that if something could be sent to him to kill him himself, the price could be increased by another 500 thousand."
Hou Dacheng couldn’t help whistling lightly when he heard this. "That’s a good deal. Can you get a million dollars for a living person without sending his head?"
"Sir, it is accurate to say that you can get about less than 100 thousand." Coffey whispered, "Don’t forget our procedures, your equipment and transportation, and of course, our information. These are not."
Hou Dacheng touched his forehead and sighed, "Falk, you are really a group of vampires. We fought hard and you got the big head."
"You can’t say that, sir. You have to know that we have to pay for receiving information."
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Coffey whispered at the other end, "And we sent you equipment, which requires a lot of connections. These often need not only money, but also time and huge contacts."
When Hou Dacheng heard this, Coffey couldn’t help but be unreasonable. To tell the truth, if you hadn’t asked Hou Dacheng to transport his weapons and equipment to the Philippines, he really didn’t know who to look for and how to do it. All this helped him do it.
Of course, the price is not cheap. After chatting for a while, Hou Dasheng hung up the satellite talk, which almost confirmed that Scott was in this village. Hou Dasheng now relaxed a lot. He and the fat dog ambushed near Scott’s road.
If Scott is attacked, he will definitely want to go back to his team for the first time, then he will definitely choose this already good road, because this will allow him to return to his team faster, and this is the only way for him.
Hou Dacheng and Fat Dog, with their auspicious faces covered with thick oil paints, lurked in this cut jungle path. Neither of them spoke but waited quietly. Now there is no other way to wait.
The fat dog was given herbal protection to avoid being harassed by snakes and insects, and then Hou Dasheng and the fat dog took turns to monitor. One person was observing and the other was temporarily resting. This situation remained until the evening. During Hou Dasheng’s monitoring period, he finally heard a little change.
Although the sound was very low, Hou Dasheng noticed that the trees were slightly broken from the inside. He smiled. It seems that the official was also forced to rush. This time, the relatively elite troops of the Philippines were dispatched. If they were those low-end troops, it would have been noisy.
They know at least to keep quiet. Although their methods of action are still rough, it is better than those with less miscellaneous brands.
"Benedict" Hou Dasheng knocked on an earphone, and soon there came a response from the earphone "Benedict"
This is Hou Dasheng’s way of connecting with Fat Dog. They tap the walkie-talkie microphone in Morse code and then there are many packages in the conversation. This way, Hou Dasheng tells Fat Dog that the official team has arrived and seems to be elite.
Fat dogs are quick to respond, keep monitoring and inform each other of any situation. We are ready to attack at any time.
"Benedict" Hou Dacheng took a deep breath and tapped a "catch the alive as soon as possible. If you really don’t die, you must first ensure your own safety and then see how to earn the money."
"Received" means that there is no problem. It must be to consider how to protect yourself first, and then to make more money. If this 500 thousand goes into the pit, the fat dog will feel like an idiot. You know, he is worth more than this money now.
"Twittering and rumbling" is just a sudden burst of fire after about twenty minutes, only to see that the nearby village of Weina directly blew up the flames, and then there were howls, shouts and screams from afar.
Obviously, these elite Filipinos don’t have any military discipline. Killing several village names and pretending to be guerrillas must have done a lot of work. Are they guerrillas? Isn’t that what they call the shots?
Hou Dasheng can easily distinguish from the bursts of guns, including the Philippine 16a4 and 249 machine guns, and the US military standard 224 6 mm mortars.
It seems that the Philippine official has also been bloody this time, and the team is not luxurious, because Hou Dasheng also heard the sound of three 136 rocket launchers firing rockets. Obviously, this team has a lot of people, a lot of fighting capacity and equipment.
"Boom" explosions sounded again. Hou Dacheng couldn’t help sighing when he heard the explosion. It was a massacre for a village to send such a team, and it was at this time that the "Benedict" sound came from the earphone.
Hou Dacheng couldn’t help but immediately look at the fat dog Morse code and tell him that someone is approaching about 50 meters at twelve o’clock. At this time, someone is approaching here, so the identity of these people is self-evident. Hou Dacheng looked intently and sure enough, in the evening sunset, several figures stumbled towards this path.
Sharp-eyed Hou Dasheng also saw through the scope that one of them was a woman. When they escaped, they were obviously in a hurry. The woman was not dressed neatly and baggy, showing some skin from time to time. To be honest, in Hou Dasheng’s view, this woman is quite ordinary.
"Damn it, get out of here and don’t pester me." Walking in front, a man who looks old in his forties, thin face, high cheekbones and gloomy face, dressed in a green unmarked military uniform, kicked the woman who followed him "rolling"
This woman clung to this man and screamed, "If you don’t take me away, they all know that I am your woman. If I stay, I will die."
"I don’t care if you go to hell." Their conversations are all in Galois. Hou Dasheng can easily hear the face. The sinister man is extremely impatient and pulls out a gun to resist this woman’s head. "Look at you and I for so many years. Get out of here and don’t force me to kill you."
Being robbed of her head, the woman couldn’t help screaming and then suddenly letting go, but at this time, the man’s face suddenly broke into a ferocious face, only to see him not talking directly and holding a pistol at the woman’s head. "Bang" is a shot.
The gun rang, and the whole skull of this woman was lifted and flew up. Her eyes were full of disbelief. Half of her head was smashed. In an instant, the plasma in her head and those smashed brain tissues directly splashed out. The smashed half-skull body "burst" and fell to the ground, twitching constantly.
"Damn bitch, are you going to call them all to kill me?" The man’s face was ferocious and his mouth twitched and growled. "Let’s go. We’re right in front. Let’s go back to the team. We should have evacuated the two losers by now. We’ll leave after taking the last supply."
Beside this man, there are two people with low eyebrows and 16 guards, Hou Dasheng and Fat Dog. Now it has been confirmed that this person is Scott, the woman he killed, and it is probably his concubine. Unfortunately, this stupid woman didn’t think that people like Scott could care about her life or death.
Maybe if she stays in the village, she can have a chance to live, but if she escapes with Scott, then her field will be like this.
After greeting Scott and two men, they rushed to the road where they came out last night in the jungle, but they didn’t know that there were two gods waiting for them on this road.
Chapter two hundred and seventy-two Scott
"What should the boss do now?" Followed Scott into this road. Gradually, those guns and explosions were far away from them. I admitted that I had temporarily settled down. My entourage was worried and said to Scott, "Adolphus didn’t seem to give up the blow to us. It’s no good. Some people have complained that if we continue to go like this, our team will break up."
Scott walked back and forth in a sullen way. "Adolphus, that damn old bastard, why is this old bastard still alive? I just killed him. This old bastard is chasing me like crazy."
Scott said that two of his entourage could be silent about this matter. What can they say? This matter came from Scott’s own problems. At that time, the ransom was received and he should be released. Unfortunately, Scott was jealous after learning about the child’s growth experience during this period.
But he was very jealous of being able to study abroad. Three languages is a famous university. high flyers has a rich father. What the hell? These are not what I call Scott crazy. Instead of letting people go, he chose to kill the ticket.
Scott has done such a thing before, but the other side is usually some small businessmen, even if he kills the other side, he can’t do anything about it. But this time Scott hit a brick wall, and the Scott team suffered its first blow two days after killing the ticket.
Two battalions of official troops launched a siege against Scott. At that time, they were directly killed. Only then did Scott realize that he seemed to have made a mistake. Adolphus had the ability to kill him. After learning this, Scott’s first consideration was to hide or run.
But Scott couldn’t bear to build his own foundation around these villages. He was almost a local tyrant. No one dared to provoke him. He did whatever he said and wanted. No one had the power to stop him.
Scott couldn’t bear to part with all this, so he hesitated whether to go or not, and then he hesitated even more after the official army encirclement and suppression made him run several times. Scott knew that if he walked out of this jungle, he would be nothing, and the money would not be enough.
"No, we have to go." Scott gritted his teeth at the two people around him. "When we get back, let the team go. Let’s collect the last sum of money and go."
Determined, Scott said to the two people around him, "When the time comes, you will come with me. I still have a sum of money in my hand. We will go to the dock to find the snakehead and go to the United States. When we get there, this old thing in Adolphus can’t help us. I still have money. We can be a little rich man there with a gun and we will go to the United States to fight the sky."
Scott also felt that if he wanted to stay in the Philippines for one day, Adolphus would not stop chasing him. Can he hide once and twice every time? The plantation has also been destroyed in several places, and his fixed income has dropped sharply
After so many years in the jungle, I removed some weapons, ammunition and medicine to buy Waigster. Although it was not much, it was enough for him to flee to the United States and then mix with a legal identity. Scott decided to take two of his entourage to the United States to fight the sky.
"Don’t disturb others. I’ll say I’ll have some fun and then we’ll go together." Scott said to the two men, "Don’t let them know that those bastards at our destination will definitely betray us. I can trust you two."
The two men can’t stop nodding. "You can rest assured when you know the boss."
However, it was when they were looking forward to leaving a better life that the gun directly shattered all their illusions.
"Bang, bang," the gun sounded twice, but it sounded like a walk before and after Scott. At the moment when the gun sounded, the deer directly blew up the bullet, penetrated them and directly lifted their skulls.
The scarlet blood and the broken brain tissue "poof!" splashed out, and the huge impact force knocked down the two men’s bodies directly. Their eyes were still full of longing, and they didn’t react. They were dead, so they burst to the ground.
Two smashed skulls, the bodies are twitching constantly, and bloody blood is constantly splashing from their broken skulls.
Scott suddenly drew a gun at the first moment when the gun sounded, and he was about to rush at the edge tree. However, the other party reacted faster than he did, and suddenly he heard the gun ring again "bang". Scott’s mouth immediately rang with a piercing scream "ah"
Only to see him holding his forearm and screaming in his mouth, the whole person fell to the ground, and his hand was interrupted by a bullet. It can be seen that the irregular broken muscle tissue and broken bone residue and bloody blood kept pouring out.
At this time, it was already dark, and in this night, Scott watched in horror as two ghostly figures appeared in front of his face wearing clothes with excellent concealment, but they quickly kicked the gun away from him and directly touched him.
"Good evening, Mr. Scott." One of them smiled and showed his white teeth. "Please take more photos when we meet for the first time. Please allow me to stop the bleeding first."
But I saw that the figure walked over and took out a bandage and hemostatic powder from somewhere, which was quickly and coarsely sprinkled directly on his wound, and then the bandage was tied tightly at random. The other person was alert. According to the gun, the snake’s eyes never left Scott.
"I have money to live." Scott quickly calmed down and forced a smile on his dark face. Although his smile was so ugly and forced, he still smiled. "How much money did they give you? I can give more to live. It will be more for you to receive money."