Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces.

In the second before he completely lost consciousness, No. 1 thought a lot.

As a professional sniper, he had no idea how many people's heads he had blown off and how much bounty he had received.

This time, a child of eight or nine years old not only made his proud marksmanship useless, but also caused his death.

It’s incredible!

Having walked on the tightrope for many years, No. 1 thought that maybe one day he would die on the battlefield. However, he never imagined that he would be blown up from below and then shot to death. The key point was that the person who did it was a child.

It was so frustrating!

If he had the chance to do it again, he would definitely not be so arrogant as to stay and kill the child.

Devil!

It's simply devil!

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world!

At this moment, a familiar urging voice came from the headset.

"No. 1...what's going on? Didn't you say you'd be here later? Where are you? Damn it, retreat quickly, do you want to die?"

No. 1 moved his lips with difficulty, wanting to answer, but blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain and he could not make any sound. He struggled desperately, and suddenly, he heard a rustling sound in his ears.

Then, a genuine voice of No. 1 sounded.

"Boss, I'm coming right over. I've killed that kid. I'm holding his head now. I can go back and report now. Where are you? I'll join you."

Completed the task?

Yamamoto-kun's face lit up with joy, and he immediately said, "We are near bush number 3 and are about to enter bush number 4. Come quickly."

Unexpectedly, No. 1 really did it.

What great news!

It's a huge bounty, enough for them to squander for a while...

The more Yamamoto thought about it, the more excited he became. He had originally given up hope. As time went by, his men were constantly killed, but the child was not hurt at all.

What is this called?

To use the words of the Yan people, not only did they lose the lady, but they also lost their soldiers!

Especially his right-hand man, No. 2 is dead!

It’s really a big loss!

Fortunately, No. 1 completed the task!

It was not in vain...

The gloom just now was swept away, and Yamamoto was in a very good mood. He was no longer in a hurry to travel, as a few minutes would not matter anyway.

"Rest where you are and stay alert."

As the leader of professional mercenaries, Yamamoto remained vigilant at all times. After giving the order, he hid under three ancient trees that were as big as a man's arms. Several mercenaries behind him were scraping the blood off their guns with daggers.

After a while, Yamamoto took out his waterproof satellite phone and made a call.

As soon as the call was connected, the sound of waves in the mountain forest reservoir came through the receiver.

Yamamoto could tell that it was the crocodile pool in the basement of the villa that was making a splash.

"Boss Liu, it's me."

On the other end of the line, Boss Liu took a puff of his cigar, exhaled the smoke, and growled, "Where's the head? My beasts are starving."

"Don't worry!" Yamamoto quickly responded, "No. 1 just cut off the little devil's head and is rushing over to me."

As he spoke, Yamamoto glanced at the scarred mercenary's bandaged broken arm and lowered his voice, "Boss Liu, our final payment should have arrived, right? From the border to here, our brothers have been chased by the Yan Country's live-fire exercise team and lost half their lives. Many brothers have also died unfortunately."

The sound of a lighter "clicking" came from the other end of the phone. Boss Liu sneered: "As long as the crocodile gets a taste of the freshness, the rest of the money will be yours."

The sound of water in the crocodile pool suddenly became louder, as if a living thing was kicked in. "Remember, bring all the heads. I have to watch it enter the crocodile's stomach with my own eyes."

"Understood!" Yamamoto hung up the phone, breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned his back against the tree trunk.

From the mission being exposed and being chased by the Yan country army, to No. 2 being blown to pieces in the minefield, to the entire army retreating, and then No. 1 receiving news that the target had been killed...

He had never imagined that an assassination could turn out so messy.

It’s so frustrating!

Baka! Who would have thought that those bastards from Yan Country would actually bring live ammunition to the exercise? According to past practice, Yan Country soldiers only bring special practice bullets to the exercise, which have no lethality. They are just unlucky.

If not for this, they would have completed their mission long ago and gone back to enjoy their lives.

However, it was a close call and their efforts were not in vain.

Yamamoto seemed to have seen the scene of the huge bounty being deposited into his account, and his face was full of excitement.

The other mercenaries were also very happy. One of the blond mercenaries kicked the ammunition box and said excitedly, "Finally, I've made it to the end. I'll go to Country T first after I get the money..."

"Brother, take me with you, I want to relax too."

"No problem, everyone who comes here gets a chance. The beauties there are famous for their vigor, haha..."

"Shh!" The scarred mercenary suddenly pressed the yellow-haired mercenary's shoulders.

Then, the sound of dead branches breaking came from the woods in the northeast, as if someone was running towards them on rotten leaves.

"Not good! Enemy attack!"

Yamamoto's pupils suddenly shrank, and he reacted very quickly. He grabbed the rifle beside him and raised the barrel towards the source of the sound.

The others also raised their guns and looked in the same direction vigilantly.

The next second, they saw a dark figure rushing out from the shadows of the trees, looking very similar to No. 1.

"Boss, don't worry, it's No. 1! Haha, our great hero is finally here..." The yellow-haired mercenary came to his senses and cheered as he went forward.

Yamamoto heaved a sigh of relief, put away his rifle, and then walked forward excitedly with the rest of his friends to welcome their hero.

Suddenly, a black gun barrel suddenly appeared from behind the crooked tree. The gun body was still stained with fresh blood, and the muzzle flame "puffed" with orange-red sparks.

Da da da……

The bullets swept through the bushes in front of him like water, and the bullet casings clanged at Yamamoto's feet.

Yamamoto and others were shocked to find that the figure holding the gun was not No. 1 at all, but a short and strong child. His camouflage uniform was soaked in blood and he looked to be about nine years old.

Unlike ordinary children, this child's face was covered with gunpowder and his eyes were fierce, making him look very much like a little killer.

The yellow-haired mercenary was the first to be hit. His originally triumphant laughter was instantly stuck in his throat. A flower of blood instantly bloomed on his chest. He flew backwards and hit the tree trunk, with blood bubbles gurgling from his throat.

"Baka!" Yamamoto's pupils contracted violently, and he madly pulled the short mercenary next to him to serve as a meat shield. When the bullet penetrated the corpse, it brought out warm blood beads, which smeared his face.

He stared at the No. 1 military boots on the kid's feet, and countless questions popped up in his mind. Where is No. 1? Shouldn't this little bastard be shot in the head? Is the voice in the communicator fake? !

Puff puff……

The corpse continued to tremble violently in his arms, and each bullet hit him like a sledgehammer.

Yamamoto's face became more and more ugly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

What about the 1th?

Why was it this child who chased after me?

Didn’t No. 1 just say that he had completed the mission and was bringing the child’s head here?

What kind of reply is this?

Can someone explain to him...