Chapter 243 My God, your freedom is a little short

Since the mercenary team hired by Kaijie is not a local organization, and they received the mission temporarily, they had no time to prepare ammunition in advance, so they rushed to Country X to carry out the mission.

Therefore, most of their weapons were obtained from local arsenals or privately robbed from arms dealers.

This resulted in their acquisition channels being very scattered, such as the warehouse in front of them, which was one of their looting results.

"The warehouse can be divided into two sections. The front section has four windows for ventilation, while the back section has no windows at all. It is expected to be used to store weapons." "

If we want to get the weapons, we need to enter, pass through the defense line, and then open an iron door to get the weapons. Generally speaking, there will be two members on duty at the door of the weapon room, so how we get in is a problem."

On the building opposite the warehouse, Hu Feiwei held a military telescope and made a judgment based on his previous experience:

"According to my preliminary observation, there are no less than ten people deployed inside the warehouse, and a ten-man team is patrolling around the warehouse outside."

Ye Xunzhi turned around and left quickly:

"Let's go to the window of the warehouse to see the situation inside before making the next move."

"Okay." Hu Feiwei stood up and followed quickly.

It was easy for the two to bypass the patrol officers. They soon reached the fourth window, which was the closest to the weapon door.

Ye Xunzhi quietly looked inside and immediately saw the boy tied to a chair and struggling fiercely.

This boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with short brown hair and a thin body, and he was struggling hard.

Next to him stood a masked mercenary who couldn't help but sneer when he heard the struggle:

"Boy, I advise you to be honest, so you can suffer less."

Hearing this, the young man looked at the other party angrily, suppressing his unwillingness and fear:

"Why? I have already told you the location of my family's arsenal, why don't you let me go!"

His voice was full of questioning, but the other party sneered when he heard this:

"You did tell us the location of two arsenals, but our boss said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, you must have not told us the location of another location."

A trace of guilt flashed across the young man's eyes, but the other party didn't catch it and kept chattering:

"So when our boss comes back, he will personally interrogate you."

Hearing that the other party would interrogate him when he came back, the boy thought of Cady, the legendary mercenary leader's cruel methods. His face turned pale with fear, and he felt a chill rushing to his head.

No, it can't be, he has only seen interrogations on TV.

No, no, no, I absolutely can't stand that kind of torture.

What should I do? God Jesus, anyone can come, help! Help! Please...

The boy lowered his head and looked at the sunlight coming in through the glass window at his feet. His pupils were slightly dilated because of uneasy fear.

He felt that his calves were about to tremble. At this moment, a shadow appeared in the originally irregular light and shadow, and it was beating rhythmically.

It's like... the shadows cast by the fingers are tapping in a regular pattern!

There was no sound, but he could clearly see the other party's movements.

What is this? The boy was startled, and almost subconsciously raised his head and looked at the mercenaries who were looking around.

They did not notice this abnormality.

The boy quickly lowered his head, his fingers still tapping, as if telling him a silent signal. Resisting the urge to tremble, the boy tried his best to concentrate and try to identify -

[Ready]

Ready? Prepare for what?

Before he could react, a beam of light flashed from the direction of the window without warning. This scene in the boy's eyes was like day breaking through night.

The next moment, the rope that trapped him was cut by a dagger, and the dagger embedded in the armrest of the chair next to him.

There was a slight "clang" sound.

Is this... his prayer answered? !

God really sent someone to save him!!!

The boy pulled out the dagger with all his strength, and rushed out with a blank mind. He didn't know if he could rush out, but he knew that he would not survive if he stayed.

Freedom, this is the taste of freedom, sing praises to freedom! Praise freedom!

In his ears were the noisy voices of the group of mercenaries, shouting not to shoot, they must capture him alive.

What a joke, he must not be caught!

The boy waved the dagger in his hand desperately, trying to make the group of mercenaries who wanted to stop him move aside.

However, it was useless. A large group of people surrounded him and easily subdued him. He

was tied back again.

Boy: Wuwuwu, God, your freedom is a little short.

What he didn't know was that when he struggled desperately and tried to run to the arms of freedom, two figures quickly fell down from the window.

[Hurry up, hurry up, while that poor guy is delaying, hurry in and get the things!!!]

Ye Xunzhi grabbed the wire that he had prepared long ago and quickly poked it into the keyhole twice. The next second, the door opened.

Hu Feiwei at the back was shocked. This move was too damn cool.

Which boy didn't dream of opening the lock with a flick of his finger when he was a child?

The two of them sneaked in stealthily without disturbing anyone.

"Quick, hang the guns on your body, mainly take the bullets."

Ye Xunzhi found a weapon belt, quickly equipped it, and wrapped it around her waist, pulling it to the smallest length to tighten it around her waist.

She picked up a pistol and quickly loaded the ammunition. At this time, the conversation of the mercenaries was heard outside.

"I don't have enough weapons, go in and get some ammunition to replenish."

Hu Feiwei heard a low cry: "Oh no, I haven't taken all the ammunition yet."

Ye Xunzhi quickly scanned the room and found no place to hide.

[Can't let them in. 】

After making a quick decision in his mind, Ye Xunzhi pulled down the door handle without hesitation:

"I'll distract them, you continue to load."

Due to his limited size, Hu Feiwei was destined to be able to load more ammunition than her.

Before Hu Feiwei could say anything, Ye Xunzhi had already rushed out. He could only grit his teeth and lower his head to continue to reload quickly.

The mercenary had just finished writing the report and was about to go in. When he opened the door, he met a pair of eyes.

[These people are international terrorists, and their death is not a pity.]

Ye Xunzhi slid the front end of the gun slide with his left hand without hesitation, and pushed his right hand forward to load the gun with a "click".

"Bang, bang, bang!" Firing three shots in a row, it was like sounding an invisible horn, and everyone in the field was startled.

The masked man shouted: "Attention! Enemy attack!"

All personnel entered combat readiness.

The boy was shocked, no way! Wait!

He is still sitting here, he won't be hit by a stray bullet.

"Bang!" The sound of a gunshot seemed to be very close, and the boy's pupils shrank suddenly because of the sound.

The next second, the rope fell, and a hand pulled him off the chair without warning.

In front of him was a strange and petite figure, the softness of the wrist could not be ignored, and the next moment a clear voice exploded in his ears.

"What are you doing?"

As he spoke, a man rushed in front of him. Ye Xunzhi narrowed his eyes, retreated with one hand, raised his foot, loaded his heel, and raised his gun.

"Bang!"

The enemy fell down, Ye Xunzhi stepped forward without mercy, put the pistol back on his waist, raised the submachine gun, grabbed the man's hand, and said without looking back:

"Bend your waist and follow me."

"Oh oh oh oh!" The boy hurriedly followed in a daze.