Getting the best from Tarkov

Feeling the huge pain in his shoulder, the violence that Liao Fan had suppressed in his heart after returning from the Tarkov world was awakened again. But just when he wanted to estimate the position of the gunman by the trajectory, the previous feeling arose in his mind again.

He didn't care whether it was elegant or not, and subconsciously just rolled around like a lazy donkey.

However, this time, while rolling, Liao Fan already roughly knew the enemy's position. He endured the severe pain in his left shoulder, crawled on his right hand, and quickly moved to another big tree and hid.

After hiding, Liao Fan looked at Mao Youyou's sleeping bag again and saw that her position was just blocked by a piece of exposed tree roots. He felt relieved temporarily.

At this time, in a bush about 200 meters northwest of Liao Fan's camp, four fully armed mercenaries wearing camouflage and with oil paint on their faces were lying quietly.

One of the mercenaries, who was holding an AWM sniper rifle, frowned when he saw that three shots from his side missed.

"Boss, the information given in the newspaper doesn't seem to match this guy. Judging from his alertness just now, he seems to be no less alert than a Navy SEAL. Is he really like what the newspaper said, just an ordinary Chinese veteran?"

"Don't worry, Xiao. I think there's something wrong with the intelligence. You guys keep an eye on it while I ask the employer what's going on. If we need to deal with this kind of enemy, $10 isn't worth the risk."

After saying that, one of the four leaders put down the Scar assault rifle in his hand and took out a satellite phone.

As the team leader retreated to the back to bargain with his employer, the team's observer curled his lips and said disdainfully, "What's the matter? After all, there's only one person on the other side, plus a seriously injured burden, and no weapons. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

After hearing this, the sniper named Xiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Buck, don't say that. If the intelligence is really wrong, how do you know whether the other party has weapons?

Moreover, the series of actions just now performed by the other party are definitely not something that ordinary people can do, so it is better to be careful.

Besides, what's wrong with being able to pay more? We're already suppressing the other side anyway, so the boss probably just wants to take advantage of the situation and get more commission."

Hearing Xiao's words, the observer who was called Buck curled his lips again, but did not say anything else.

The last extremely strong mercenary beside him said, "Xiao, don't you think this mission is a bit... Let me put it this way, don't you think the employer is a bit too generous this time?

Even if the person on the other side is really as you guessed, he is just one person after all, and at most he has a pistol on him.

Even $10 is not a small amount, let alone extra money. Logically speaking, a mission this difficult in Africa or South America would only earn $2 at most.”

“Hehe, you may not know this, but the person who hired us this time is the biggest drug lord in northern Myanmar.

For them, making money is even faster than printing money with a printing press.

And didn't you read the assignment carefully? The employer's main target this time was the injured woman.

If it weren't for bad luck, the sleeping bag that the woman was lying on was blocked, and we wouldn't have had to attack the man."

Not to mention the conversation between the four people here, Liao Fan's situation is not going well either.

The AWM can fire up to .338 Magnum bullets, but judging from the wound on his shoulder, it seems the other party didn't modify the barrel and is still using conventional 7.62mm caliber bullets.

Fortunately, otherwise Liao Fan's left shoulder would have been directly broken by the powerful potential energy of the bullet.

But even so, the 7.62mm caliber is no joke.

You know, Mao Youyou was almost killed by excessive blood loss after being hit by a pistol bullet, and as for himself, Liao Fan felt a little cold all over in just a short while.

Realizing that he had lost a lot of blood, he didn't have time to think about it. He took out a purple needle from the needle bag and inserted it into his arm, and then inserted another yellow needle.

After waiting for two seconds and feeling the pain-relieving effect of the yellow needle taking effect, he quickly took out a hemostatic bandage from the tactical first aid kit on his lower back.

After hurriedly bandaging his left shoulder, Liao Fan immediately took out a Glock pistol and a spare magazine from the safe.

Just when Liao Fan was about to move his hiding place, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mao Youyou had woken up at some point, and was now staring at him, the Glock in his hand, and the wound on his shoulder with her eyes wide open.

Seeing that his little secret was discovered, Liao Fan was in no mood to worry about anything. He subconsciously made a hidden tactical gesture towards Mao Youyou.

But unexpectedly, Mao Youyou actually understood it and responded with a gesture to ask about the condition of the wound.

Seeing that the other party could already move his hands, Liao Fan suddenly had a bold idea in his mind, and the two immediately started a silent game of "you draw and I guess".

After confirming Mao Youyou's current physical condition, Liao Fan reached back and pulled out an unmodified Glock 17 from his waist (safety space) and threw it backhanded.

However, just as the pistol flew out of the cover of the tree trunk, it was suddenly hit by a bullet.

It turned out that while Liao Fan and Mao Youyou were discussing their next plan, the mercenary leader in the northwest had already finished communicating with his employer.

Seeing the smile on the other person's face when he came back, I knew that the call was not in vain.

"Xiao, Buck, Claire, guess how much your employer gave you?"

Buck had originally thought that the boss was making a big deal out of this call, and now after hearing what he said, he said without even thinking, "It doesn't matter how much it's added, it can't be doubled. Tsk."

After hearing what Buck said, the leader's excited expression froze. He glanced suspiciously at Buck, who was holding the SR-25 precision marksman rifle, and said hesitantly, "How did you know that? You could even hear that?"

Contrary to what the leader thought, after hearing him confirm that his employer had increased the commission to 20 US dollars, Buck looked back at him with a dazed expression, while the burly man named Claire looked back and forth between the leader and the distant target in shock.

As for the calmest sniper Xiao, he couldn't help but feel happy about the news.

Outsiders all think that mercenaries make a lot of money, and in fact they do, but there is a problem: they earn a lot, but they spend it quickly.

The mercenary group is not recognized by law in many countries for some special reasons. However, since these people are willing to accept almost any task as long as they can make money, there has always been a space for them to survive.

However, many notorious mercenary teams in their circle do not mind even some missions that violate the Geneva Convention in order to make money.

Therefore, these people have almost no social security.

After completing each mission, almost 70 to 80 percent of the soldiers, if not all, suffered from battlefield stress due to the lack of effective psychological treatment and training.

In order to solve this problem, the only way these people can think of to alleviate the situation is retaliatory consumption.

Many mercenaries, after completing their mission, will not hesitate to throw the money they earned in exchange for their lives on a woman's belly or on the gambling table. Only a small number of them will choose to send it back home.

That’s not all. Mercenaries have no government support, so they need to find their own equipment. Often, if an emergency occurs during a mission, even if they survive and complete the mission, the money they earn is just enough to replenish their supplies.

And now, hearing his leader say that as long as he solved the two goals before him, he could earn $20, how could he not be excited and happy.

Even after deducting the 20% team deduction, each of them can still earn $4.

The first one to calm down was still Sniper Xiao.

After digesting the leader's message, he said nothing and continued to stare at the target direction.

However, just when he had calmed down and adjusted his mindset completely, he saw something suddenly flying out from behind the tree where Liao Fan was hiding through the scope.

Because it was very dark, even though they were wearing night vision goggles, they could only barely see the objects on the opposite side.

So he subconsciously pulled the trigger.