COS Jae-Ryu-Sui accidentally came to Beika-Cho

Tsushima didn't reply. He just stared at the person at the door quietly, neither speaking nor moving.

There was no reaction at all. If you didn't know, you would think the person had been dead for a while.

just kidding!

"Don't make me say it a second time." Gin's veins were bulging. He was really fed up with this guy.

He's like a naughty kid, with a terrible temper and is out of touch. None of this matters. What matters is that the boss threw the person to him.

It's so troublesome. I can't kill him myself. I can't hit him either. I'm afraid I'll kill him with one punch. I can't scold him enough. He'll still look like he's dead even if I scold him.

Threats are not an option, warnings are not an option, and ignoring them is not an option.

Anyway, after this mission, Gin plans to leave the person to the BOSS, and he doesn't plan to take him with him.

Except for this guy who has no brain, no, his brain is also sick.

Tsushima silently got down from the sofa and moved slowly to the door at a snail's pace, which almost made Gin angry to death.

Gin couldn't bear it anymore and just reached out and picked the man up. He easily lifted the man's thin body with one hand.

Gin didn't care whether Tsushima was willing or not, he just carried him out and threw him into the back seat of the car like a rag.

The Chianti, Cohen, and Jack Daniel's teams set out to explore the way last night, and the rest of the Gin team is also getting ready.

Of course, Gin did not drive his beloved Porsche this time, but an armored vehicle with better off-road and protective performance.

This time, not only the codename members, but also other members with good fighting power will act together.

A team consists of about ten people, working in pairs.

Gin's car was at the end, with only three people in it. Vodka was driving, and Tsushima was sitting alone in the back seat.

The car was incredibly quiet, even the usually noisy people were silent.

I'm still a little uncomfortable drinking vodka while driving.

He looked at this and that, but couldn't make out anything.

The sound of "Vodka" Gin.

Vodka was confused when his name was suddenly called, "Brother?"

"Concentrate on driving."

Gin gave a cold reminder and continued to monitor the voice in the communicator, keeping an eye on the organization's vehicle driving ahead.

During the entire drive, Tsushima remained silent, without making any noise, as quiet as death.

If he hadn't been still breathing, Vodka would have thought there was no one behind him.

Vodka: The atmosphere is inexplicably tense, someone come and break the awkwardness!

Come as you say!

The vehicle successfully entered the edge of the middle east and was about to approach the outer area.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

"Da da da!"

A series of gunshots and artillery fire rang out.

The vanguard car that was exploring the way ahead was shot into pieces, and the people in the car were killed beyond measure.

Gin calmly arranged the situation while assembling his sniper rifle. "Spread out and prepare for a counterattack."

The spelled gin called out for vodka.

Vodka understood what he meant, stepped on the accelerator, and overtook the car in front.

Gin lowered the passenger seat window, climbed out, climbed onto the top of the SUV, knelt down, set up the sniper rifle and aimed at the enemy.

Then a quick, accurate and ruthless headshot.

Vodka and Gin worked together to attack the enemies in the distance.

Other members of the organization provided covering fire.

The two sides fought fiercely, and finally the organization suppressed and eliminated the enemy with absolute strength.

After the battle, Gin ordered everyone to rest in place. He took Vodka to the front to see if there were any survivors so that he could interrogate them on the spot for some intelligence.

Of course, Tsushima, who had been so quiet that his presence was barely noticeable, was also taken away by Gin.

No matter how weak he is, he is still an intelligence officer after all. He might be useful if you bring him along.

Besides, she was here to work, not to accompany others.

She couldn't continue to be in a bad mood now.

Tsushima, who Gin thought was having a tantrum, was indeed angry!

She just let Gin drag her away without resisting or saying anything, as if she had no intention of paying any attention to him and would let him do whatever he wanted.

Several people in front were lying on the ground motionless, their bodies covered in blood, and it was unknown whether any of them were actually breathing.

Vodka diligently went forward and checked the bodies one by one, and sure enough, there was not a single survivor.

He shook his head at his eldest brother.

Gin stood by and watched. Seeing that there was no one alive, he didn't bother and called Vodka to leave.

While no one was paying attention to him, Tsushima walked forward and searched the body carefully. He took out the other person's leather jacket and wallet. When he opened it, he saw a photo inside, which should be a family portrait.

The man was smiling and holding a girl of four or five years old. Standing next to him was a woman, who should be the man's wife.

Tsushima put away the photo, took out all the cash inside and kept it for herself. Just as she was about to move on to the next one, she was caught by Gin.

Gin was speechless as he watched the man touching the corpse. He just dragged the man away, wasting time and making very little money.

Tsushima, whose neck was strangled, put his hands in his pockets, secretly angry, and continued to ignore everyone.

Gin took the man back to the car and left him there. He was too lazy to communicate with him. There was no need to bother himself. It was quite nice for the other party to just pretend to be mute.

Gin sincerely feels that.

After a short rest, get ready to hit the road again.

"Set off."

These are just minor incidents outside. Officially entering the Middle East will be a big trouble. The further you go in, the more dangerous it becomes.

At night, after driving carefully for a day, the vehicle discovered a small town appearing ahead.

Gin ordered everyone to take a longer detour, not planning on passing through the town or stopping in the town to rest.

It's not a good idea to stay in a small town in a remote place like the Middle East. Not only are you prone to being robbed, but the worst that can happen is that you lose both your money and your life. It's not that Gin is afraid of them, but he still understands the principle that less trouble is better.

There is no need to fight, their mission is to transport goods for trade, not to seize territory.

Besides, the dry food they brought was enough for the round trip, so there was no need to go to strange towns to collect supplies, which would only increase unnecessary risks.

Gin's plan was a good one, but the villagers in the small town disagreed. The villagers who spotted the strange vehicle from a distance from the lookout tower immediately informed the boss, and everyone took action.

Every household took out weapons from their homes, carried them out of the village and took a shortcut.

When passing through a small town, Gin suddenly stopped everyone halfway.

"Stay where you are, alert."

Gin sensed something was wrong and saw prying eyes staring at them, so he immediately stopped the team.

The group sat quietly in the car, listening and observing their surroundings. Any slight movement would alert their sensitive nerves.

The rustling sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet night. A loud bang spread around the car, followed by a series of gunshots. The crowd was roaring, saying something like "Charge", "Stop them", "Leave their things behind".

Gin quickly ordered the cargo truck to go first, and he stood at the back to block the road, while the others provided cover and killed the enemy.

The muzzle fire was particularly obvious at night, flickering like the stars reflected in the sky.

The little girl held the grenade in her hand and skillfully pulled the safety valve, then threw it forward with force. The grenade exploded, and the moving vehicle overturned and was scrapped. The life and death of the people in the car were unknown. The little girl did not pause and continued with the movements of her hands, pulling and throwing until she became numb.