Chapter 2002: Bloody eyes

Lin Rui shook his head. "It's still unclear, but there are many similarities. For example, this sniper booby trap tactic. Of course, many snipers will use such tactics, but it is not easy to master this tactic. . This requires the sniper to have a very good judgment on the space distance, and very accurate shooting. It must be a powerful character to play this hand within the range of a window.
The second point is that he is accustomed to using a small-caliber sniper rifle, which keeps his range within a certain range, which is the range with the highest shooting accuracy. His shooting style is somewhat similar to that of the Red Baron, but his shooting style is completely different. The Red Baron is more deadly, accurate, and tougher than him, and he is more vicious and deceitful than the Red Baron. "
"But this will make it even more troublesome. It's who this person is. Zhao Jianfei hasn't found any news for a long time. Can we find this person now?" Sergey scratched his head.
"I also find it strange that I have never heard of such a person." Yelena frowned. "With such marksmanship and brains, he should be a very famous talent in the mercenary world."
"Unless he is not a mercenary, or he is not a mercenary in the usual sense." Lin Rui whispered.
"What does this mean?" Sergey asked in amazement.
Lin Rui whispered, "I mean he may not be a member of a military company, but may be a small group, or even a single-handed mercenary. Because such people are not organized, they generally don’t have complete files and it’s difficult Follow-up. In addition to the incident of Zhao Jianye, I suspect that this person may have specifically targeted mercenaries. Perhaps he has any special needs, or for other reasons, he specifically targeted mercenaries. Because of this, he is difficult to find. As a high-risk profession, no one cares about how the mercenary died or whose hands it died."
"You mean, some kind of mercenary killer? Oh, this is really damn." Sergey frowned.
Lin Rui whispered, "From now on, we must all act carefully. He hasn't achieved his goal and will definitely wait for an opportunity to make another move."
In a small bar in Russia, a handsome man with a beard sits in the corner. His silver hair, a beard and gold-wire glasses make him look like the well-known trademark head of a KFC fast food restaurant. He is indeed a company owner, but not a fast-food chain, but the renowned Rochester Military Resources Corporation. He is Hughes, the owner of the Rochester Military Resources Corporation.
Sitting in the dark corner of this small bar, he listened to the popular songs of the last century and drank the local whiskey of Russia, looking very contented. It's just that people like him shouldn't have appeared here, he should have been in a high-end club, holding a beautiful woman, drinking ridiculously expensive wine. Instead of sitting here. But he happened to sit here, an unknown little bar, drinking the worst whiskey. Because he was waiting for someone, someone who never let him down.
He has been waiting for half an hour, but he is still patient. There are not many people who can keep this big boss patient. But he was willing, without a trace of impatience.
Finally, Hughes seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, because he saw that the people he was waiting for had already walked over here. This man is dressed in ordinary clothes, with a mask on his face and a pair of sunglasses that can cover half of his face.
"Can you really see clearly wearing sunglasses in such a dark environment?" Hughes sighed and poured a glass of wine for the other party.
"Sometimes you can see clearly without relying on your eyes. The eyes are the most intuitive, but they are also the easiest to be deceived." The person opposite said slowly, his voice was weird and dull, like a synthetic sound held in his throat. Under the dim light of the bar, one could vaguely see clearly, there was a deep scar on his neck. Obviously his throat was traumatized, which affected his vocal cords, so he was using some kind of auxiliary voice machine to speak.
This is a man-made sound generator, planted in the trachea, which can control the breath to achieve the effect of vocal communication. But the sound seemed weird.
"Well, it's very philosophical, but I'm not here to discuss philosophy with you. I just want to ask, how did it go?" Hughes shook his head and looked at him.
The man was silent for a while and whispered, "I didn't do it."
"What?" Hughes was slightly startled and looked at him. "It's just a few small roles in the Black Island company, you didn't actually do it?"
"I am also a human being. When I am a human being, I will make mistakes. But usually I control my mistakes very well. This time I just encountered a small problem." The man whispered, "You didn't say it before. The security department of the Russian Federation will also intervene. So I had to take the risk to change the plan of action. This led to my actions being too hasty and insufficient preparation. Moreover, the few mercenaries are not small roles, and their transient response and experience are also It surprised me a bit. I just injured one of them."
"But this is not the reason you missed. You have never missed the task." Hughes looked at him and said, "I want these people to die! And they must die in Russia, so that the Russian side and the black It’s impossible for the island company to cooperate. And only in this way, we can replace the Black Island military company and the Russian military to cooperate. But you didn’t even accomplish this, just a few small roles. This is not like your style. ."
"I don't need you to teach me how to do it. It's just a temporary flop. As long as they are still in Russia, I still have a chance to start." The person said coldly.
"But you've already stunned the snake, and thinking about action later will only become more and more difficult." Hughes suppressed his unhappy mood and whispered.
"That's my business, it has nothing to do with you. You are only responsible for paying the money, and I am responsible for doing it." The man said calmly.
"But I feel that things have started to deviate from my expectations." Hughes gritted his teeth and said, "Because of your stupid mistake, what if the Russian Federation agents find a clue and catch you?"
The man took off his glasses and looked at Hughes with a pair of scary red eyes, "I will never be caught, and you are not qualified to accuse me of being stupid. We are just a cooperative relationship, so make no mistake." Under the man's sunglasses, there was a pair of rabbit-like red eyes, which made people creepy. Even Hughes was speechless for a while, so he could only sigh in a low voice, "I didn't mean that. It's just..."
"I don't care what you mean, I only do my own thing." The man stood up and turned away.