Monster Factory

Qiao Pingxu self-proclaimed himself as one of the most daring workers in the mining area.

He was a militia when he was younger and had three months of military training before being sent by the company to work in Africa.

Joe Ping Xu had six years of experience working in Africa long before the mining site began.

There are fifty-three countries in Africa, seven of which are in protracted turmoil and are lazy to broadcast news.

Local chaos, four clashes and more than half of the population's insecurity.

Nicaragua counts as one. After several months of working here, Joe Pingxu was sharpened out of an iron punch nerve. He saw no fewer than five major incidents with gunfire and countless minor conflicts.

However, it was only through genuine personal involvement that it became clear that war was so terrifying.

Going out on weekdays, the Glock is something he carries with him more diligently than he carries with him.

Now the armed man, who had been thrown aside casually and had fallen all around, had not even had his legs rushed, fully demonstrated the success of that glock.

“Kim... Master Kim, you killed someone.” Qiao Pingxu ran out of the car, panicked and picked up the glock and replaced it with a magazine.

After changing the magazine, Qiao Pingxu seemed to feel a little safe.

“Didn't you tell me that when you got out of town, local law was a piece of paper?” The metallist turns around casually and asks, "What, someone ambushes us and we can't fight back? ”

“Yes, these people deserve to die.” Qiao Pingxu shook his gun and pointed at the truck with others: “I... fear that you, Master Jin... will bear the burden after you kill someone. ”

“Psychological burden?” The metallist was confused and asked, "What is that? ”

The road was unusually quiet, only Qiao Pingxu shouted and spoke to metal experts.

There seemed to be a perceived opportunity for an armed man to stretch out his weapon.

He didn't even dare to reveal his head, pulling the trigger in approximate directions, forcing them to seek shelter and allowing the rest of us to open fire.

Good idea, but when he just raised his gun.

Metallists move instantly, without aiming, let alone shooting against the shoulder to mitigate impact.

The wrist shook and the others had yet to see what was going on. A scream came from the truck.

A bullet penetrated his wrist.

Inside the truck, an unspeakable atmosphere of fear gathered on the faces of the only six remaining armed men.

They were drenched in cold sweat and only one of them responded, but that horror exceeded the limits of human reflection and the precise shooting technique known as Death God's finger, forcing them to come a hundred more and not dare to fight it.

Whoever goes out and dies, just now a Glock has become a god killing, now that guy has replaced a more powerful assault rifle...

The atmosphere was very different on both sides, with eight soldiers laughing their tears out on the metallists' side.

This is a reborn smile, and this is the smile of the Savior.

The abandoned truck used to block the road, three of the owner's rocket launchers were lost, and they picked them up.

The rocket launchers are discharged at a safe distance and the ruler standard is welded to a truck with steel plates.

Don't look at the AK bullets hitting the steel plate, only one coin-sized shallow pit can be built. But in front of the rocket launcher, two more pieces of steel are no stronger than paper paste.

“Throw out your weapon and get out! ”

A few minutes ago, what the group had said to them had been returned untouched.

“Give you ten seconds to think about it, or the rocket won't look long.” The three men carrying rockets laughed with their noses and not their eyebrows.

“Strike out.” Metal experts said ruthlessly.

Eight soldiers immediately listened to the voice of metal experts with the same respect as the Holy Spirit.

Unfortunately, they don't understand.

Qiao Pingxu wiped his tears dry and helped translate them.

Three rockets with orange-red flames dragged and flew out in a whistle.

The van was almost blown to the sky, and it was moved to reveal a gap for the vehicle to pass through.

Three Land Cruisers retreated along the gap and then went far around the hill.

Back on the highway again, Joe Pingxu looked at the metal expert beside him, tears appeared again for the rest of his life after the robbery.

Metallists still sit there quietly, keeping their bodies as tidy as they just got off the plane.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have trusted this highly qualified engineer to be several times more capable than a member of the Special Forces?

Bullets are flying, and in that cruel battlefield environment, his temperament is the most striking.

Cold, heartless, confident.

All this temperament came together, and Joe Ping Xu thought in his mind for half a day, and did not match the metallic expert with any kind of soldier he had previously come into contact with.

Perhaps a veteran of the mythical, elite and elite secret service?

Qiao Pingxu doesn't really understand these things. Anyway, I think that metal experts must have an extraordinary past.

“Master Jin, thank you very much, I, Joe, will always remember your saving gratitude. ”

“You're welcome.” Metal experts gently dusted the collar: "Just sell us the ore for a cheaper price. ”

“Master Kim, I can't tell you anymore. I'll leave you the most pure minerals. ”

The three Land Cruiser vehicles gained sufficient horsepower to drive to the airport until they entered the city, where a heavily armed group of military police slowly swallowed up in the direction of their arrival.

With this speed, when they get to the scene, all ten battles will be over.

The Land Cruiser parked in front of the terminal, and eight soldiers knelt down in front of the metal expert.

“Warrior, if you come to Nicaragua again, the eight of us will surely come out with all our savings to entertain you.” Qiao Pingxu helped translate.

When international flights to Huaxia take off, Qiao Pingxu will be back in the Land Cruiser.

For security reasons, they chose to return from another hidden road. Joe Ping Xu picked up the phone on the way, and his finger still pressed the number a little shaky.

“Chairman, on our way back to the airport, we were ambushed by a group of armed men. ”

“What?” Li Huaxing on the other side of the phone jumped straight out of bed, sleeping completely dead, shouting: “So are you hurt? ”

“No.”

“The pre-departure secretary told me that General Mopu had sent eight soldiers to escort you, and it seems that we have to thank General Mopu. ”

“Do you know who organized the ambush? Towards our mine, or toward General Mopu's men? ”

“It was not the eight soldiers who repelled the ambush, in fact they lost their weapons and surrendered at the outset.” Qiao Pingxu grinned bitterly.

“Eight soldiers will be forced to surrender, and the other party will surely use more force than you.” Li Huaxing's deep exhalation: “In addition to eight soldiers, you and the Golden Master of Beast Heavy Industries are in the car. ”

“Who could have repelled the ambush? ”

“It was Master Kim, who alone killed the ambush team with heavy weapons. ”