Gérald is nervous now, not even on the battlefields of Afghanistan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis is the 13th arrondissement of Marseille, one of the most chaotic areas in the whole of Marseille. Everyone looked at Gerald's gaze with bad intentions. However, Gerald did not dare to shoot easily.

This is not Afghanistan where he used to be, and there is no way for him to call in air strikes and support at any time as if he was in Afghanistan. It was just him, and a dozen or so of his colleagues scattered across Sector 13. They are fangs, a mercenary regiment that has been in existence for less than three years.

Gerald actually enjoyed being a mercenary, it was too exciting. There are no regulations, no military law. He does whatever he wants. Unfortunately, this time their mission was not to be a place where he could do whatever he wanted. Rather, let him be careful within the territory of the great powers.

Gerald was very uncomfortable with this, and even thought that there was no need to take on this task at one point. But after the fanged regimental commander Shack told them about the commission for this mission. None of them said they would come. Quite simply, a commission of 12 million euros. It's no problem for them to tie up the C4 and storm the presidential palace.

"Bald, bald, did you find anything over there?!" Gerald asked softly into the headset inside his collar. They're not jackals, they can't afford to be as high-class as a throat microphone. These headsets are already the best communication equipment they can equip.

Soon, the voice of the bald Antonio came from the headphones: "No. Groundhog, where are you?! ”

"Nothing was found. Damn it! Those bastards aren't going to fool us?! 300,000 euros bought a fake news?! I did see a few men from the armored regiment, and it seemed that they were also looking for someone. There should be nothing to be gained. ”

Groundhog Gerald whispered, "We've been wandering around here for two days and haven't found anything. Those damn jackals aren't all running away, are they?! ”

"Probably not, the news from the service station is from Morton's family. I've met with an agent from the Morton family, and the news should be fine. The voice of the fanged regiment commander Black Tea Bernie soon came from the headphones: "The people of the armored regiment are also here, which means that this may indeed be the place where the jackals are hiding." ”

After a pause, Black Tea Bernie continued: "I wasn't sure before, but the fact that the people from the armored regiment are also here means that the jackals are indeed here. The people of the armored regiment did not have the same channels as ours, although they also received news from the service station. But their source is Barnard. You know, that intelligence monger. ”

Barnard has been around as an intelligence trafficker for a long time, and his messages are never wrong. As long as he dares to sell, it is the right news. But the premise is that Barnard's news is expensive. Most of the time, Barnard himself doesn't show up. It's all through service stations to sell his messages.

Of course, he also needs long-term partners. Therefore, he will choose some powerful groups or institutions as long-term partners. But so far, no one has seen what Barnard really looks like, what color he wears, or what language he speaks.

Because he never comes forward, he only sells his information through the service station. Long-term customers will naturally be the first to get his information, and they can choose what they are interested in. The commander of the armored regiment turned out to have dealt with people from the intelligence side. So knowing that Barnard exists, and being able to contact Barnard through the service station.

But even then, the Panzer Regiment seldom went with Barnard to buy information - it was too expensive. Fang's intelligence was bought for 300,000 yuan through gritted teeth, so the armored regiment would have to spend at least 500,000 euros to buy accurate directional intelligence from Barnard.

Even the presence of the armored regiment here shows that the Jackal's troops are indeed here.

"Keep an eye on the people of the armored regiment, they must have more accurate intelligence than we do!" Soon, Black Tea Bernie gave another order: "It's not easy for us to find jackals all over the city now, and even if we do, we may not be able to deal with them." It's better to let the people of the armored regiment go first, whether they succeed or are killed by jackals, we can pick up the bargain! ”

The same order was given in another mercenary group called the "Sicilians": "Leave the others alone, keep an eye on the men of the armored regiment." But don't follow too closely, they have the best fight with jackals. It's better to lose both ways, so we can pick up the cheap. ”

The Sicilian commander Lynx Chobardy told his teammates: "This is France, and the devil knows if the officials will interfere." I don't want to be hunted down by the whole world for the rest of my life. I don't think you want that, do you?! We earn money to spend our lives, if we have to die. We don't make this money. ”

Hou Dasheng sat next to the quiet Monica, and at this time she changed into a beautiful blue dress. Her chestnut hair was tied up casually, but that didn't diminish her beauty in the slightest. Hou Dasheng actually didn't want to take Monica with him, but there were too many eyeliners outside now.

If Monica shows up, it is self-evident what it will trigger. Even, Monica won't be particularly safe when she's not around her. Hou Dasheng could only take Monica to his side, at least to ensure that her safety was not a problem.

"There are quite a few people coming." Hou Dasheng looked at the photos in front of him: "The armored regiment, the fangs, the Sicilians...... Scold! These idiots probably saw that the money fans were dazzled, right?! How dare you stretch out your claws to us......"

The fat dog shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "They don't dare to act rashly now, but the people of the armored regiment are very keen to look for us." They got our intelligence from Barnard, and it was clear that we were in Marseille. Now the main places they are searching for are Districts 13 and 14. It's not far from us......"

"They also enlisted the help of some local gangs in Marseille, and now there are six neighborhood gangs helping them find people." The doctor standing in the room smiled slightly, and said softly: "It's a pity that we have been preparing for this safety spot for many years, if they find it so easily, wouldn't our work be done in vain?!" ”

Hou Dasheng put down the photo and looked at the fork: "How is the preset position doing?!" ”

"It's all done tomorrow." The fork stood solemnly and said respectfully to Hou Dasheng: "It's just the fifth team, they are on their way." I was able to arrive tonight. After a night's rest, we were able to move. ”

Hou Dasheng nodded: "Give them a lesson, unforgettable!" Tell them who we are! ”

"We're jackals!!"