Chapter 2818
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What answered him was the cold sound of the door closing.
Alice knew in her heart that Gong Jie was probably in a bad mood at the moment.
He even became impatient with the usual jokes.
After all, a comrade in the team had died, so he should be very anxious.
…
In the morgue.
Gong Jie put on a coat and slowly walked in.
A group of people was cleaning up the body.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone looked over. When they saw him, they immediately bowed respectfully. "Young Master Gong."
"How is he?"
"He's still cleaning the congealed blood stains on his body."
Gong Jie pushed through the crowd and walked over. He saw a man lying straight on the morgue bed. Because of the time of death, his body was completely stiff. All the clothes on his body were carefully removed. Because of the congealed blood, the clothes and skin were stuck together.
It took a lot of effort to separate the clothes from the flesh.
Gong Jie looked down and his expression gradually turned cold.
It happened suddenly.
In such a chaotic scene, artillery fire flew everywhere, smoke filled the air, and gunshots were endless.
His cargo plane was parked far away. After the transaction, he had to pass through a war-torn area to return to the temporary tarmac.
Gong Jie was escorted all the way. In just a few seconds, he thought about some things and slightly relaxed his vigilance.
Then, an accident happened.
An armed person lying in ambush on a signal tower in the distance raised his sniper rifle and aimed at his head.
He had an anti-signal device on his body.
The alarm sounded.
The death guard beside him reacted immediately. Before he could figure out where the enemy was, he pounced on him without thinking and used his body to protect him.
In just half a second, Gong Jie heard a gunshot. Then, almost in an instant, warm blood almost splattered all over his face.
He widened his eyes in shock. After a short pause, he quickly realized that something had happened.
He was attacked.
There were a total of two bullets. One bullet blew up the death guard's head and pierced into the bushes in the distance.
The other bullet penetrated his chest. In the end, because of the bulletproof vest, it pierced into his flesh.
In a short period of time, the Death Guard who had pounced on him stopped breathing. His body went limp on the ground, and his head was badly mutilated. It was a ghastly sight.
And now, this sacrificed Death Guard was being transported back to the headquarters.
Gong Jie walked to the morgue and looked down at the quiet person on the bed.
Counting carefully, this was probably the third guard who had lost his life because of him.
Gong Jie asked coldly, "What is his family background?"
"Young Master Gong, his code name is X1. He has a younger sister and a mother at home."
"Make arrangements for his funeral."
"About the amount of compensation …"
Gong Jie said, "10 million. Send it to his family on a check."
The crowd sucked in a breath of cold air.
Oh my god!
Ten million!
This was definitely a considerable sum.
It should be known that in any mercenary organization, once a person was sacrificed, the compensation they would receive would definitely be a small portion.
For example, in the Red Thorn Special Agent Organization, if someone died for some reason, the organization would at most give out two million as compensation.
Ten million was an astronomical figure for a mercenary.
The financial resources of the Hurricane Group were really terrifying.
Facing everyone's doubts, Gong Jie said, "He protected my life. My life is far more than this amount. "
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