Ballistic Silence of Special Years

In the area controlled by civil armed forces on the border of a certain country, next to the road.

An old Nissan SUV drove off the road, staggered on the dirt road, drove more than 50 meters, and stopped in front of a barbed wire fence.

The car window was rolled open, and a bearded man stuck his head out from the inside, made a gesture of greeting to the surveillance probe above the fence, and then popped the cigarette butt in his hand two meters away.

Soon, a dark figure appeared behind the fence, whose face could not be seen clearly due to the backlight.

When he reached the fence, he unlocked the lock, opened the door, and motioned for vehicles to enter.

After the SUV stopped in the yard, the black figure went straight into the house without saying hello.

The bearded man seemed to be used to the black shadow's demeanor, he got out of the car and followed into the house.

Pushing open the door, the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, mixed with the stench of vomit.

The bearded man covered his nose, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

Sitting on the sofa, Nai Deng pointed to the beer on the coffee table in front of him: "Sheng Deng, drink some."

Sheng Deng was not too polite, picked up a bottle, opened the cap and looked up to drink. After taking a sip, he stretched out his hand to grab the barbecue in front of him, tore a large piece into his mouth and chewed until his mouth was full of oil, and asked, "Naiden Brother, you are so anxious to let me come over on the phone, what can I do for you?"

"I have a business."

Naiden stared straight at the TV in front of him. The news program of the day was shown on the TV, and the content was boring.

"What kind of business?" Sheng Deng's heart moved: "Big business? Tell me, how many people do you need?"

Nai Deng still kept his eyes fixed on the front, and without moving his gaze away, he said, "It's just to kill a person."

"A person?" Sheng Deng was stunned for a moment: "A big shot?"

The scene of a violent firefight suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The leader of the Balang Group, Xingnong." Nai Deng still didn't blink his eyelids, as if he was discussing not killing a person, but killing a chicken.

"Xingnong?" Sheng Deng was a little confused.

He has heard of this person, a leader of the Balang FD Group, if you say he is a big shot, it doesn't count; if you say he is not, he is still a big shot.

But someone actually paid for a master like Nai Deng to kill him?
Kill a chicken with a knife?

"Brother Naideng, are you waiting for the money? Do you take this kind of work?" Sheng Deng smiled. In fact, he knew in his heart that Naideng was paid [-] U.S. dollars when he came back last time. Fast and clean.

Maybe it's because people like Nai Deng don't have any thoughts about life, and they don't have any expectations. They live their lives day by day, so they don't have the habit of planning.

The hound must be mourned on the mountain.

Nai Deng could also vaguely predict his own ending, not so much spending time and drinking to anesthetize himself, it would be better to say that he is happy in life and waiting for that day to come.

"The money is not enough, but the reward this time is very good." Nai Deng stretched out five fingers: "A reward of [-] US dollars."

"Fifty thousand?!" Sheng Deng's eyeballs protruded, "What price is Xingnong worth?"

Nai Deng took a puff of the cigarette: "I also think it's not worth it, but the person who paid this price may not be aiming at a Xingnong."

Sheng Deng savored it carefully and found it interesting.

Perhaps Naiden is right. In this no-regret zone, forces from all walks of life are criss-crossed, and organizations of various natures are mixed in it. There are only a few roads, only a few bridges, and criminals It is also common for conflicts to occur when there are too many monks and too few.

Over the years, various FD organizations have risen and disappeared.

Maybe it was because someone paid money behind the scenes to provoke and sing a good show.

"Could it be a scam?"

After all, Sheng Deng also grew up in this area from a young age, and it is common to use tricks to take his life.

"Will it be the same as what you did last time..."

At this point, he dared not say any more.

Nayden didn't like it being mentioned.

Sure enough, there was a fierce light in Nai Deng's originally numb eyes, and Sheng Deng trembled when he saw it.

"Probably not." Nai Deng finally put away his murderous intent: "The location is on the Qingshui River side, and there is no need to leave the country."

Sheng Deng said "Oh" and smiled: "That's good, that's good..."

Suddenly remembered something.

"Then you find me..."

"Give me a hand." Naiden said, "Here—"

He took a map out of his pocket and spread it on the coffee table.

Then I opened the drawer under the coffee table and randomly turned over a pencil, and marked the numbers 1 and 2 on the two hills beside the Qingshui River.

"You take a sniper rifle and go to No. 1 hill, I'll go to No. 2, you take the lead and I subsidize it."

Nayden's plan was neat and tidy.

Sheng Deng looked at the position on the picture, and felt a little bit in his heart.

Obviously, the No. 1 position is the most conspicuous and easy to be found, and any sniper will choose there.

He is not an idiot, he is also a sniper in the civilian armed forces, and after Nai Deng returned to the no-control zone two years ago, he learned a lot of sniper skills from Nai Deng.

Nai Deng can be regarded as the half master he did not learn from.

but……

In this position, it is obvious that he is letting himself block the gun.

To be precise, it should be that Nai Deng felt that this matter was not safe, and he let himself take the lead in order to be safe.

Needless to say, I understand that bit of thought.

"how?"

Naiden glanced at him.

"fear death?"

Sheng Deng quickly shook his head: "Where! Am I that kind of person?"

Nayden said, "Yes!"

Sheng Deng: "..."

Naiden said again: "But money is a man's guts. In this way, after the matter is completed, you will have [-] yuan and I will have [-] yuan."

"real?!"

Once he heard that [-] U.S. dollars had come into his account, Sheng Deng was no longer tired or afraid.

Usually, those who take over the job have to pass one hand. If Naiden hadn't concealed it, giving him thirty thousand dollars would really be a big conscience in his conscience.

"Have you ever seen what I said without counting?" Nai Deng asked.

Sheng Deng quickly shook his head: "No! Brother Nai Deng, you are a trustworthy person!"

Then he asked, "When are we leaving?"

Nayden said, "Tonight."

Then look at the watch.

"It's nine o'clock now, and we'll leave at 10:30."

"So urgent!?" Sheng Deng said, "I didn't even tell my family."

Naiden said: "From now on, your cell phone is turned off and you are still here with me. You are not allowed to communicate with the outside world. The action will be tomorrow morning. When you come back after work, you can call whomever you like."

Sheng Deng understood.

I was so anxious to let myself come over and act immediately, probably because I was afraid that I would leak the news.

Absolutely!
It really is Naiden!
"But my gun hasn't been brought yet," Shingden said. "I have to get my own gun."

Naiden got up and said to him, "Get up!"

Sheng Deng was taken aback, thinking that Nai Deng had lost his temper.

"Brother Naiden..."

He laughed worse than crying.

"Get up!" Naiden yelled again.

This time Sheng Deng was so frightened that he stood up and stood up straight.

Nai Deng gave Sheng Deng a blank look, then leaned over and grabbed the edge of the sofa, and threw it up——

The bottom board of the sofa cushions was completely turned over, and the stomach of the sofa under the board and under it was full of guns, all kinds of guns, rifles, sniper rifles, pistols, and grenades.

Sheng Deng suddenly let out a "wow" and exclaimed.

The third update, asking for a monthly ticket!

What will happen to the peak contest between Li Zheng and Nai Deng?