Chapter 13: International Mercenaries

Meng Fan is worried. To be precise, Meng Fan's concern about Michel's few international mercenary comrades-in-arms not having light communication equipment is superfluous. At 4:40 p.m., four American soldiers nearly two meters tall arrived on time and met Meng Fan and others in the private room of a cafe. They were fully equipped, bringing exactly nine sets of electronic communication equipment according to the number of people, even more advanced than the equipment stolen from the police station by Michelle.

The sound receiver of this electronic device is placed directly in the ear, and the sound transmitter is placed in the mouth. Neither device can be seen from the outside.

Meng Fan had no choice but to wrap up the stolen communication device and hide it in a hidden place, and then said to the four soldiers, "Your task is very simple. It is to find a hidden location in the building facing the underground parking lot of the government office building and observe the movement of the entrance of the parking lot. If there is a suspicious person entering the parking lot. Guard the room and inform us immediately!"

The four soldiers looked at each other in con's face, and their expressions were clearly full of incredible.

"Is that all?" The leading soldier asked in blunt Chinese, "This is really incredible. Under normal circumstances, the investigation task is only worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, but you pay us more than 14 million dollars. Oh, my God, you are such a generous gentleman.

Meng Fan waved his hand, saying that it was not worth mentioning.

After entering the underground shadow headquarters, they became a weakness behind them, and the role of these four American soldiers is to take good care of the back road and avoid additional unpredictable combat power.

It can be said that although what these four soldiers have done is only a simple investigation, it is very important and may even directly determine the success or failure of this rescue power.

However, it is very obvious that the leading soldier was very embarrassed and said to Meng Fan, "Mercenaries have guidelines and charging standards. Well, if a suspicious person enters the guard room, we will help you solve it."

"Good." Meng Fan nodded with a smile, "But you have to do what you can."

"No problem." The leading soldier stretched out his thumb and pointed back to the three comrades behind him and said, "Carron and Jay are both excellent snipers. Xiujie is a computer expert. I, Hodt, have three-time free combat champions in the United States. We are honored to work for you this time.

Under his introduction, the three people behind him nodded to Meng Fan one after another. Two of them looked cold and had very sharp eyesight. They should be the sniper in Hodt's mouth. The other one was slightly shorter, slightly fluffy, and looked sleepless. He was probably the computer expert.

Snipers, combat experts, computer experts, this is indeed a very complete team, good at assassination and information collection.

The task of the four mercenaries has been determined, and they also have some props to prepare, such as high-power telescopes and sniper rifles, which cannot be taken out of customs in any case and can only be taken from firearms suppliers in Japan.

In the mouth of mercenary captain Hoft, he learned that secret firearms suppliers in various countries are members of the International Mercenary Organization and can provide mercenary firearms free of charge. However, mercenaries have to pay 50% of the total remuneration of the mission to the International Mercenary Organization after the end of the mission.

That is to say, Meng Fan gave 100 million yuan to these four mercenaries, totaling more than 14 million US dollars, half of which had to enter the pockets of the international mercenary organization, and the rest belonged to the four mercenaries.

Meng Fan couldn't help sighing again that this mysterious international mercenary organization is huge and rigorous. Without super strength, it is impossible to convince mercenary elites such as Hodt.

The task was clear, and the four mercenaries quickly moved out of the cafe and hurriedly to prepare for detection.

At this time, Meng Fan and his party were left in the private room of the cafe. Everyone sat around the table. Meng Fan looked around the crowd and said, "We will enter at about 8 p.m. Li He, you are with the mercenary team and observe the situation around us through the telescope. If someone approaches us in the dark, inform us as soon as possible.

Li He nodded and said, "Leave it to me. I will tell you the situation underground as soon as possible."

"Chen, you and Michelle are also with the mercenary team. Your ability is not aggressive, and it is too dangerous underground."

Su Qian and Michelle also nodded and agreed. They are very clear that the underground situation is unknown. It will not help them to go down with Meng Fan, but also become a burden to Meng Fan.

"As for Qian Sanhai." Meng Fan finally looked at Qian Sanhai with a smile, "You--"

"Captain, don't tell me to be with the mercenary team." Before Meng Fan finished speaking, Qian Sanhai whispered, "That's really boring. You know, I'm a gas delivery person and a person who can't be idle. Once I was locked in the toilet by my wife and suffocated me to death. Captain, one more time..."

"All right." Seeing Qian Sanhai's endless posture, Meng Fan quickly interrupted him, "I didn't say that you should stay with the mercenary team. I have already said that you are the combat effectiveness of our team, and of course you have to go underground with me."

After listening to Meng Fan's words, Qian Sanhai was a little proud, scratched his head, and laughed.

It has arrived at 5 p.m., and there are still about three hours to enter the underground film headquarters. Meng Fan looked at the towering government office building in the distance through the glass window of the cafe. His eyes were deep and distant, and a sharp blood flashed from time to time.

I am willing to punish my brothers in the name of the devil;

Wish to expel the light in your heart, bathe in blood, and step on dead bones;

Want to stretch out the wings of the devil and cover the people they want to protect...

"Okay, let's go and have a big meal." After a while, Meng Fan stretched out his waist and said to everyone, "If you have to work at night, you have to supplement it. I always eat Japanese ramen these days. It's almost the same as noodles.

Everyone laughed. Look at me, I look at you, and compare which one is more like noodles.

This is a very interesting topic. Until several people found a Chinese restaurant nearby and the food was served, they were still discussing this issue. Finally, after the knockout and PK competition, the slim Su Qian defeated Li He by one vote and became the well-deserved noodle king.

The atmosphere is very relaxed, and there is no solemn and tension when the war is coming.

At 7 p.m., the mercenary captain Hoft called and told Meng Fan that he had found a hidden location in Room 1809 on the top of a hotel facing the entrance of the parking lot. The observation position was very good.

International mercenaries do have extremely high efficiency, but in just two hours, they have prepared high-power infrared telescopes and sniper rifles and assembled all these equipment.

Meng Fan asked Li He, Su Qian and Michelle to go to room 1809 of the hotel to find Hofter and others. He took Qian Sanhai to watch the night scene near the government office building. He took a camera and took random photos, but from time to time glanced at the entrance of the underground parking lot to observe the movement there.

After more than half an hour, Li He's words suddenly came from the sound receiver in his ear: "Captain, I can see clearly that there is indeed a large space under the underground parking lot, similar to a tower structure, with a total of 12 floors, each floor is seven or eight meters high, separated by walls into a maze-like pattern, interspersed with some small rooms. As for the ghosts, there are on every floor, and the first floor is the most. Their position is not fixed. When you go down, I will inform you immediately!"

Meng Fan was clear. He turned around and greeted Qian Sanhai, who was taking photos, and said, "Let's go in."

"Good!" Qian Sanhai subconsciously pressed his chest, and the three-foot-long Japanese knife with a dragon scabbard was hidden there. It was Qian Sanhai's treasure and his weapon.

As for Meng Fan's weapon, it is very simple, that is, more than a dozen fruit knives in his pocket. It was borrowed from the knife shop when Meng Fan was shopping. He can usually peel apples together. In case of danger, it can also be used as a flying sword. It is very sharp and small, which is very convenient to carry.

Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai walked into the underground parking lot with a comfortable expression. It's evening, and officials working in the government have driven home, so the underground parking lot is very deserted, with only yellow lights covering the road.

Meng Fan could see the guard room from afar. There was a bright light hanging at the door, which was very dazzling in the dim underground parking lot.

"Captain, there is something wrong with that guard!" In the earplugs, Li He's warning suddenly came, "He is looking at the playboy and is very focused. At the same time, his hand was like a sharp knife, turning fast, but it didn't hurt his hand at all.

"Ye." Meng Fan had already thought that since this was the entrance to the headquarters of the film group, it was almost natural that the film group would arrange the guards of the entrance as their own for the convenience of access.

At the same time, the guard who was focusing on watching the playboy suddenly moved his ears, frowned, shook his backhand, and shot out a knife from the door.

At the moment when the knife shook his hand, Meng Fan had sensed that almost at the same time, the silver light in Meng Fan's pocket flashed, and a knife flew forward like a flying sword, fiercely hitting the flying knife. The sound of 'jingle' hit was particularly crisp and pleasant in the quiet underground parking lot.

After the sound, the figure in the guard room flashed. The guard who was reading easily just now came out of the door and looked at Meng Fan with cold eyes and cautiously. There were four sharp flying knives between his fingers. He said a word in his mouth, but Meng Fan did not understand.

"Who are you?" Seeing that Meng Fan did not respond, the guard tried to ask again in Chinese.

Meng Fan still did not answer, just smiled.

"Captain?" Qian Sanhai rubbed his hands beside him and looked at Meng Fan with excitement.

Meng Fan nodded.

"Yo!" Qian Sanhai's figure disappeared in an instant, and only his excited cry floated in the air.