Chapter 370: Compensation (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
Chapter 370 Compensation (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
“You guys look pretty good.” Falme and others were holding ACRs and occupying favorable terrain respectively. These people have been training together all year round and have a very high degree of tacit understanding.
Liu He knew the woman in front of him. She was a former member of the Finnish Army Special Forces. She had a fierce fighting style, and her ability in close combat was even better than that of many male soldiers.
“The other party has retreated.” Liu He can still communicate in simple English.
Falme also knew about Liu He and knew very well that this team, which was composed entirely of Chinese, was no less capable than himself. "You guys can fix it up, and leave the defense here to us."
“Don’t worry, your boss spent a lot of money.” Falme turned around and joked.
A few people were not seriously injured. Yang Yunsong's shoulder was scratched by a grenade shrapnel, and Li Bing was shot in the waist by a bullet while attracting firepower. If he hadn't inserted a bulletproof plate, it would have been explained here.
The others were all scratches, no big problems, and were bandaged. However, there were more casualties among the villagers. At first, they fought back recklessly, resulting in five people being killed by the attackers. Although Li Bing reminded them later, they knew the concealment, but These people had almost no combat experience, but they still suffered many casualties.
John Smith and others who came from Sirte arrived next. Except for Nikita and Michael who stayed in the temporary command center, everyone else arrived.
Not only that, he also brought a company of government troops.
They are doing the same thing in Sirte as they did in Yemen. They are providing training for the special operations personnel of the government army. They are also trying to detect the traces of more than 100 tons of gold in the central bank. They are just doing nothing but hunting rabbits.
"Liu, are you okay?" John Smith got off the military vehicle. They were wearing the same six-color desert camouflage uniforms as the Libi Ya Army.
"It's not a big problem, it's all minor injuries." Liu He and Smith were very familiar with each other. It's just that the two teams usually have different tasks and rarely perform them together.
“The boss will be there in a minute.” Nearly three hours had passed since he was attacked, and Xu Chuan was already approaching Ajdabiya.
Looking at the workers in the village who were helping the villagers deal with the aftermath, Smith said thankfully, "Fortunately, these civilians didn't run around, otherwise thousands of them would have been in big trouble."
"Yes, fortunately they believed in a few of us, otherwise chaos would have been inevitable." Liu He was really scared.
"Let's talk about the people who attacked you." Smith felt that this matter was very important. He checked the scene. This group of people was by no means an ordinary gangster. They were skilled in using tactics. If it weren't for Liu He and their luck, they might have been there. Overturned here.
“The nationality is unknown, and they have strong combat capabilities. They are all veterans. After being blocked from the front, they quickly changed their strategies to break through on both wings, and they retreated very methodically.”
This group of people wear different clothes and do not have uniform clothing. The equipment is the same, but everyone is equipped with communication equipment.
And because Ka Dazo has recruited a large number of mercenaries, there are countless armed personnel in this area, and it is difficult to figure out who the other party is. After all, there is desert everywhere here, and there is no place to install surveillance.
"I'm here to find a way to dig out these people. I can't let them be so easy." Smith said resolutely. Even if it didn't cause much damage, Umbrella couldn't let it go, otherwise an individual would step on you.
Some workers saw Liu He and hurriedly gathered over, "Captain Liu, is everyone okay?" Smith looked at the crowd of people in front of him and patted Liu He on the shoulder, "We'll talk about it later."
Liu He comforted these workers, "Don't worry, everyone, those people have run away, and the car to take you to Benghazi is already on the way."
An hour later, Xu Chuan arrived with nearly thirty vehicles of various types, including buses and trucks. On the way, he already knew that the fighting on Liu He's side was over, so he headed directly towards Benghazi.
On the road, we met a convoy contacted by the embassy and consulate. Almost thirty vehicles formed a huge convoy and headed for Ajdabiya.
“Hell, do you know which group of **** did this?” An angry Xu Chuan jumped out of the car, wondering if he had been kind to others recently, so he felt that he was easy to bully.
Everyone shook their heads, and Smith threw him a bullet casing, "Maybe we can use it to investigate."
"It's too troublesome. Let's spread the word. A group of Chinese workers who are evacuating were attacked. Now we are offering a reward of 200,000 US dollars for clues. If someone provides accurate information, the reward will be doubled." He is not a policeman and still needs to find evidence. He is suspected. If you catch them first and ask them, you can always find useful clues.
“But can our country agree?” Li Bing raised his hand and asked.
"Why do I need to get their consent when I pay?" Xu Chuan squinted at them, "Besides, if a group of mercenaries offer a reward, how can anyone believe it?"
A group of people looked at each other, it seemed that what they said made sense, but they wouldn’t believe it anyway. It is the norm in this industry to kill people after knowing the clues.
"By the way, how many villagers died?" Xu Chuan looked at Liu He. He went to see the scene. These villagers were so fierce. They were not afraid of death. If they had not joined the resistance in time, Liu He alone would have been It is impossible to withstand the first wave of attacks.
"Fifteen of them died and more than twenty were injured." Liu He felt very sad. These villagers were so kind that they took in these Chinese workers. They didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
"Tell them, the dead person is worth 50,000 yuan each, and the injured person ranges from 5,000 to 20,000 yuan depending on the severity of the injury. For those with children at home, the company will cover all the tuition and living expenses for the university." This small amount of money is nothing, ten thousand yuan is nothing. If something happens to Liu He and the others, they won't be able to get their money back.
"Understood." Liu He's glasses lit up. He was just thinking of a few people to pool some money to give to these villagers, which was considered a thoughtful gesture.
“Boss, that’s awesome.” Zhang Biao extended his thumb and was spat back by Xu Chuan.
Lipiya is one of the richest countries in Africa. In 1980, the per capita GDP of Lipiya was as high as 11,000 US dollars, ranking first in Africa. However, after that, Kajafe forgot his original intention and began to use his power to let his family monopolize all the money. The industry basically means eating the meat for oneself without even leaving the soup for the common people.
In recent years, the life of the people at the bottom of Libiya has become increasingly difficult. Just like this village, which is close to the port and has no shortage of everything from nearby oil fields and refineries, life is actually very difficult.
Now caught up with the war, these people in the village are likely to become refugees soon, and it is easy for young people to brainwash by Jiduan ideas into the soil where these organizations survive.
“If there really is a war and you have nowhere to go, you can go to Ogila. We have an oil field there.” In front of Xu Chuan was an old man with gray hair and beard.
(End of this chapter)