It's a small world!
Xiao Luo suddenly felt that the world was really small. He could run into his classmates everywhere he went. But then again, everyone had been assigned to different levels of society after graduation, so it was not that hard to believe that they would run into each other.
He frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I … I …"
Tang Wantian regretted what she had just experienced and shed tears of fear. What she had just experienced was definitely a nightmare that she would not forget for the rest of her life.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Luo had a rough idea of what had happened. Tang Wantian had spent money to bribe the Kurofune, and she and her cameraman had come to Libya. Her goal was to film the war in Libya and get the latest news so that her career could take a big step forward.
"Oh, you, how dare you come here!"
Xiao Luo shook his head helplessly. This was not bravery, but stupidity and ignorance. "This is a battlefield. Do you think this is a tourist spot? You're even dressed so provocatively. Tang Wantian, are you out of your mind? "
He had lost control of his emotions. They had been university classmates for four years, and they still had feelings for each other. No matter how much time had passed, it was impossible to erase them.
Tang Wantian lowered her head and did not refute. She had actually considered the safety issue before coming here, but she had also heard that the Libyan government and rebel forces were very principled and would not harm people from other countries. So, she had gritted her teeth and set foot on this land, hoping to become a gold-medal reporter by getting the latest news on the war in Libya. It was this dream that had supported her all the way here, but she had not expected to encounter such terrible and brutal things in this small town.
Seeing that she was still trembling all over, Xiao Luo didn't want to reprimand her further. After all, she had almost been raped by the five Libyan thugs, and that was a terrifying experience for any woman.
"Mr. Mie, how should we deal with these five people?"
Jiang Zhiming came up to him and asked in a low voice. He was the person in charge of the team, but after the encounter with the Libyan rebel forces in the morning, Xiao Luo had naturally become the core of the team. He felt that it was necessary to consult Xiao Luo for his opinion on some decisions.
"Of course we'll give them a good beating. How dare they bully a woman from Hua? If we don't beat the sh * t out of them, we won't be able to swallow our anger," Kong Yunhong said angrily.
The other action team members also agreed, and they all felt that the five thugs should not be let off so easily.
Xiao Luo's gaze fell on the distant sky. His resolute face flashed with a sharpness that was like a thousand years of frost. His eyes were especially cold and icy. After a moment of indifference, he said faintly, "Kill them!"
..
..... kill....
Jiang Zhiming, Kong Yunhong, and the other members of the Special Operations Team trembled slightly, but they eventually steadied themselves. They were clearly shocked by Xiao Luo's decision.
Tang Wantian's eyes widened, and she was stunned. She felt that Xiao Luo was so unfamiliar and cold. His eyes were sharp and intimidating. Although those five people deserved to die, Xiao Luo's calm tone made it difficult for her to remain calm. He was like the Grim Reaper who held the power of life and death in his hands. He was high and mysterious.
"Captain Jiang, what are you still hesitating for?" Xiao Luo turned to look at Jiang Zhiming with his hands behind his back.
Jiang Zhiming's heart skipped a beat when he met Xiao Luo's gaze. Xiao Luo's gaze reminded him of the instructor who had taught him how to snipe.
"Kill them!"
Jiang Zhiming turned around and pointed his gun at the five thugs with no expression on his face.
"Captain, this … this is against the rules. We have already taken them down. They are our prisoners …" Kong Yunhong was trembling, and his face was full of hesitation.
The five thugs seemed to have a premonition that they were going to die. Their faces changed, and they kept begging in Arabic, kowtowing as they begged.
Jiang Zhiming took a step forward and kicked Kong Yunhong to the ground. He shouted, "Execute the order!" He glanced at everyone and said, "From the moment we set foot on this land, we were no longer soldiers who only knew how to charge and break through enemy lines in a drill. We were warriors who faced all kinds of cruel enemies with real swords and guns. If you want to complete this mission with flying colors, you have to turn yourselves into demons. If you pity them, who will pity them?"
He pointed at the body of the man who was in charge of filming. "Who will pity our comrades who sacrificed themselves on the way here?"
His words made the eyes of the Special Operations Team members become resolute. It was as if something in their bodies had been awakened and released. This was not a drill. This was war. They were not soldiers in peacetime. They were machines who had to kill their enemies in war.
"Kill them!" Jiang Zhiming roared again.
"Ah!"
With a cry that came from the depths of their souls, the five men, including Kong Yunhong, pulled the trigger at the back of the five thugs' heads. After five gunshots, the five thugs fell into a pool of blood as they screamed in terror.
Tang Wantian was so frightened that she screamed and sat on the ground.
The members of the Special Operations Team looked at the bodies on the ground and gasped for breath. It was as if they had just gone through a painful ordeal.
Xiao Luo patted Jiang Zhiming on the shoulder and said, "You've done your job well. I think, under your leadership, the chances of this team returning to the coastal base alive have increased by a lot!"
Throughout their journey, he had never really approved of Jiang Zhiming. It was not for any other reason than the fact that this guy lacked a little bit of self-awareness. As a result, the entire Special Operations Team lacked that little bit of self-awareness. This massacre had baptized their souls and bodies. From now on, these people were qualified soldiers who had been on the battlefield.
Jiang Zhiming forced a smile and said, "Mr. Mie, before you joined the NSA, what did you do?"
"I mingled in the underworld." Xiao Luo smiled playfully.
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The boring, boring, and even nerve-wracking journey began again. Tang Wantian had joined the Special Operations Team. She had changed into a military uniform and tied her hair into a neat ponytail at the back of her head. She looked sweet and valiant at the same time.
She glanced at Xiao Luo from time to time and had a series of questions in her mind.
Why was Xiao Luo here? Wasn't he the boss of Lo Fong?
What was the NSA for?
Why did these soldiers address Xiao Luo as Mr. Mie?
Why was Xiao Luo so calm when it came to killing people? Had he killed a lot of people?
These questions troubled her like a cloud of suspicion. She could not get any answers, but the only thing she was sure of was that this male classmate of hers from her university days was not a simple person. He was mysterious.
She carefully opened her mouth and asked, "Xiao Luo …"
"I know you have a lot of questions, but please don't ask anything. Even if you ask, you won't get any useful answers. Also, please don't tell anyone that you've seen me when you return to China. Your news can be about the war in Libya, but you have to leave me out. Do you understand?" Xiao Luo interrupted her.
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