Due to the uncertainty of the situation, the SAS special forces soldiers did not dare to take it lightly, and eight soldiers rushed up and fanned the white man in mercenary costume around him.

"Lay down your weapons!" The leader of the SAS squad, a second lieutenant, held the CAR-15 and motioned to the mercenary to drop the weapon in his hand, "Put down your weapon and lie on the ground!" ”

The big man who was surrounded didn't seem to care about the feeling of being targeted at so many guns, he glanced at the heavily armed special forces soldiers in front of him, flung the MPSAA-12 automatic ****** behind his back, and reached into the pocket of his tactical vest.

"Don't move! Don't move! "The second lieutenant squad leader is very vigilant, and now there is a circle of people around this big man, and it will be very unhappy if he takes out a detonator in his pocket, and the big guy will have to be buried with him.

“take-it-easy！” The big guy himself was really relaxed, "I'm an American citizen, you don't plan to shoot at the citizens of your allies, are you?" ”

He slowly pulled out a black metal card from his pocket and said, "I am the commissioner of the business department of the American 'Skycanopy' company, and I have come to Sierra Leone to handle some business, and I want to see your chief." ”

"Skylight" company? Business Unit Specialist? Coming to Sierra Leone to handle business?

The head of the second lieutenant detachment leader suddenly turned into a puddle of paste, what kind of!? The call of the crew members of the "Eagle Five" just now made everyone very vigilant, a person who can deal with more than twenty rebel soldiers in just a few minutes is just a company's business specialist?

FUCK！ What does this company do? Murder Company?

He noticed that the big man was two meters tall, wearing a jungle camouflage DOAV tactical vest on his upper body, a pair of tactical pants on the lower body, and his exposed arm muscles were angular and reminiscent of Schwarzenegger in "Commander the Devil".

The most surprising thing was that the man had more than a dozen bullet holes on his body. That's right, it's a bullet hole, apparently more than a dozen bullets hit the body, but it doesn't look like a bullet injury at all, which makes people puzzled.

The most eye-catching thing is the weapon on this guy's body, and the one on his back is an AA-12 automatic ******. From the ensign's professional point of view, this gun is not intended for long-range combat at all, and even if it uses the longest-range 12-gauge shotgun, its effective distance is only 100 meters, and it is mostly used as CQB and close combat in the city, and there is no advantage in this kind of jungle.

What is even more surprising is that this guy's two thigh holsters are inserted in two Pfeifer-Zeliska revolvers of 60 calibers, which are claimed to be the most powerful pistols in the world weighing 6 kilograms, and the revolver part alone weighs more than two kilograms.

The most impractical thing is that the actual load of this Zeliska pistol is only 5 rounds, which really cannot be compared with the capacity of the current tactical pistols with more than ten or twenty rounds. And the cost is extremely expensive, the price of a pistol is 16,000 US dollars, and a 60 ordinary bullet has to be sold for 40 US dollars, which is really not for ordinary people to use, from a military point of view, this is not a qualified military pistol.

The only thing that is commendable is its power, the caliber of the point 60 is more than 12. The caliber of the 7mm machine guns is large, the muzzle velocity is 462 m/s, and the muzzle kinetic energy is as high as 6230 joules, which is easy to penetrate a wall.

However, the recoil generated by the shot was not at all controllable by ordinary people, and some people tried to break their wrists by it, so many people called it the "Austrian hand cannon".

Such a strange combination of weapons that can be called a pervert, coupled with that strange identity, made the surrounding SAS team members even more nervous.

"Tell you to put down your gun! Hear no! Do as we command! ”

"Get on your knees!"

"Put down the gun!"

The surrounding SAS team members pressed closer, like eight hounds surrounding a huge male bear.

The second lieutenant glanced at one of the team members behind the big man, these SAS team members usually train together, and they have a very tacit understanding with each other, and they only need a look to understand each other's intentions immediately.

The team member rushed up like lightning and kicked the big man's knee, and most of them immediately fell to their knees if they hit, and then they could pounce on the person and disarm him on the ground.

However, things quickly spiraled out of control, and the big man unexpectedly didn't move, and the SAS players felt like they had kicked a steel plate, and the force of the rebound shook their ankles to the point of pain.

The big man suddenly became very agile, and one turned around, grabbing the barrel of the team's M4A1 gun with one hand before everyone could react.

Quack –

There was a crisp sound of metal, and the muzzle of the gun was bent alive!

Almost at the same time, the SAS team members were shocked and subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the bent barrel caused an explosion, and the MA41 exploded through the breech, and the ACOG reflex scope mounted on the Picatinny rail was blown away!

The big man wasn't as clumsy as he looked, and his movements were lightning fast, and with a single hand, he grabbed the SAS team member by the neck and blocked it in front of him.

All SAS soldiers are people who have seen big scenes, but this scene is too incredible, the barrel of the M4A1 is made of high-strength alloy steel, and it was actually twisted and bent by this big guy, which is too sci-fi!

Even the second lieutenant flashed a thought, whether this batch of M4A1 was bought with inferior products.

"Stop!" Taylor yelled to stop his men from taking further action, if he didn't, I'm afraid that these team members would shoot at the big guys one after another, and at this close range, the battle-hardened special forces soldiers definitely have this ability.

The tense atmosphere at the peak was finally eased a little, Lieutenant Colonel Taylor was an upper-level officer after all, and it was not the first time he had heard of the name of the "Sky Canopy" company, which was only established for more than ten years, but the name had appeared several times in the military's confidential files, if he was not the commander of the special forces, I am afraid that he would not have had the opportunity to contact this mysterious company name at all.

"What's your name? What can prove that you are from Skydome? Taylor looked at the big man, and the strange attire of this man had already made him guess a little. All classified military documents involving the "Tianmu" company are all top-secret documents of the highest level of the military without exception, and the word "Black-action" will be stamped on the corner of each document.

This kind of document, sometimes even the prime minister is not aware of its existence.

"My name is Ferrari Vito, and I'm an A-level specialist in the business department of Skydome, as for what proof there is......" he reached for the black metal card, "I've already shown proof, but they didn't give me a chance." This has my code on it, you can contact MI6 and they will confirm my identity. ”

Taylor raised his head at the team members next to him, and a soldier stepped forward to take the black metal card, and Ferrari let go of the SAS member who was stuck in his neck, and gently extended his hand to show that he had no weapon in his hand.

Taylor took the black metal card of unknown material, with a line of code on it.

He asked, "Why are you casting a distress smoke on us?" ”

The big Ferrari shrugged, obviously a little anxious: "I'm lost, I need help, you are a British soldier, I think it would be good to ask you for help, after all, I need to find a helicopter right now, can you give me a ride?" ”

His expression was very sincere, like a passerby on the side of the road who was about to hitchhike.

"Lieutenant Colonel Taylor!" The communications officer ran over and whispered in Lieutenant Colonel Taylor's ear: "General Hammond is on the line, and he has an urgent matter for you." ”