Everyone understands what the captain means. Repairing the long-term incoordinated relationship with the U.S. military, everything is for the future plans of black blood. The task is indeed very dangerous, but most of the tasks of mercenaries are like this. It is common to deal with death. Since Ben Allen became the captain, he has taken on a lot of difficult tasks in order to expand the influence of his black blood. Although the loss is not small, the reputation in the industry is getting higher and higher. In Allen's opinion, completing difficult tasks is a manifestation of ability, which is why he is called a mad dog mercenary who specializes in gnawing hard bones. However, the price they pay under the bright scenic spots is also painful, although their soldiers are well trained and have good battlefield experience. Rich, but casualties are inevitable. Captain Ben Allen is like this. In 2007, he was seriously injured in a mission. After more than half a year of recuperation, he was barely able to get out of bed. He was no longer suitable for any combat mission, but he did not want to leave the Black Blood. Later, he changed his face and retired behind the scenes under the lias George Breme. He used his personal relationship to undertake the business and was responsible for the logistics and other trivial work of the black blood. The mountain wolf was responsible for all the combat tasks.
It was because of the ability of Black Blood to challenge difficulties that Major Chico recommended them to General Palmer to relieve the urgent need.
However, today's task is different from the past. The previous task was difficult, not to mention not earning much money, while today's task is the temptation of rich remuneration. Of course, they have not been blindly excited to get the half-year mining rights of Sadiman's largest diamond mine in the north, which is almost an impossible task. It's not that they don't want diamonds. The value of this mineral is far greater than the reward itself. A day's mining volume can make them live a few years of peace. But in such a place where soldiers and horses are fighting, even if you are given a diamond mine with high reserves, do you have the ability to manage the mining? How many armed forces are needed to protect a mineral? The fighting and plunder between various rebels are not what hundreds of armed guards can withstand.
They know what they should choose. Of course, it would be better to kill Sadiman. If there was no chance, they would not force it. In fact, when Major Chico found them to explain, Ben Allen and the mountain wolf saw through their intentions. The diamond mine was just a bait to rescue the six United Nations workers. Members are the ultimate goal, otherwise they will not have such a high reward.
Therefore, the mountain wolf made it clear directly in front of everyone that the focus of this task was to save people and work hard for the reward of 10 million yuan. However, in such a dangerous task, he could not even guarantee that he could come back alive. Who could guarantee that the hostage would not die?
Before departure, Ben Allen and the Wolf made a detailed battle plan. This mission was led by the Wolf. The team members were Ghost, Griffin, Giant, Fear, Gentleman, Air Horseman, Gambler, Heavy Punch, Machete, Hurricane and Ripper. The whole team had 12 people, covering almost half of the main lineup of Black Blood.
Before leaving, the mountain wolf found a large amount of black camouflage oil to share with everyone: "Shave your hair and dye yourself black, and your eyebrows are no exception, except for the machete." He plans to let everyone disguise himself as a local. The machete is a black-and-white mixed race, so there is no need to disguise it.
"How many adult men over two meters tall do you think are there?" Hurricane took camouflage oil and brushed on his face. I don't know where to start.
"Don't talk about two meters. There have been decades of war here, and we can't eat enough. How can there be so few people in good health?" While sorting out his equipment, Machete said that Second Lieutenant Cohen had transferred them to an empty warehouse.
"If you enter at night, what can you see clearly if the light is not good? As long as your bald forehead doesn't reflect light, no one will see you. The gambler carefully painted his face with oil.
"Now Luscani is full of Sadiman's army. How can we get in?" The air horse asked the most critical question, "I remember that the Americans would not give us any support in order to 'avoid suspicion'."
"Even if you paint yourself black, the appearance of more than a dozen old men together will attract the most intense shooting." Fear shook his head. He still didn't understand the wolf's intention. Disguise was necessary, but after all, it could not solve the most critical problem.
"So you need further makeup." Second Lieutenant Cohen led people to send a large number of military uniforms, on which everyone's code name was still written. The most eye-catching thing was that he was wearing a black beret with epaulettes and collars.
"What is this?" The machete kicked the yellow-brown combat suit on the ground. "This is a cheap product with poor protection."
"This is the uniform of Sadiman's bodyguard." The mountain wolf picked up the clothes on the ground and said, "If we want to sneak in, we must have a high-level status to be convenient for activities in the urban area."
"Clothers can't cope with crossing the enemy's defense line and dealing with patrols." The gambler touched his dark bald head and said.
Soon, everyone became bald black people. Black oil paint was finely painted on the chest, elbows and back of the neck. At first glance, there was really no flaw.
"They are all curly-haired, but we are bald." The giant wore a beret, "What about the problem of weapons? The enemies are all using AK and M16. Our weapons are too good for them, right?"
"It doesn't matter. The intelligence shows that the enemy has few night vision equipment, so as long as they don't meet head-on, they won't be found out." The mountain wolf looked at the watch and said, "Thirty minutes to get ready."
"How on earth do we get in?" The gambler asked, "I bet it's not a helicopter."
The mountain wolf looked at him and said, "Yes."
"I bet it didn't penetrate." The gambler continued.
"Indeed, you're right." The mountain wolf nodded, then turned around and went out.
"He did it on purpose, I bet." The gambler shook his head.
"I bet he won't tell you anything before leaving." Chongquan found his camouflage suit for camouflage and put it beside him.
"Okuay, bet two hundred dollars." The gambler immediately came to his spirits.
Chongquan smiled and ignored him.
Fifteen minutes later, the mountain wolf returned, picked up his backpack and rifle: "Ten minutes to get ready, change clothes, and get ready to board the plane."
"Don't the U.S. military provide any help?" Empty riding road.