Qiao Pingxu usually claims to be the boldest of all workers in the mining area.

When he was young, he was a militia, and before he was sent to work in Africa by the company, he also participated in three months of military training.

Qiao Pingxu was six years old of working experience in Africa long before the construction of the mine.

There are fifty-three countries in Africa, seven of which are stuck in long-term turmoil and are too lazy to broadcast news.

Part of the area is chaotic. The conflicts are occurring, and more than half of the residents are not guaranteed.

Nigeria counts one. Qiao Pingxu has been working here for a few months and has been honed to have a hard nerve. He saw no less than five major incidents with gunfire and small conflicts.

However, when you really participated in it, you knew the war was so horrible.

On weekdays when he goes out, the Glock was a more diligent carry-on than his cell phone.

Now that the Glock was thrown aside at will. The fighters who have stumped upside down and around, and didn't even have to jump on their legs. Fully demonstrated the achievements of the Glock.

"King... Master Jin, you have killed someone." Qiao Pingxu ran off to the car in a daunting manner, panicked and throw off the Glock and wrapped it with a magazine.

After wrapping it by the magazine, Qiao Pingxu seemed to feel a little secure.

"Isn't you telling me that after leaving the city, the local law is a piece of waste paper?" The Master Metal Expert turned his head casually and asked, "Why, if others come to ambush us, we can't fight back?"

"Yes, these people damn it." Qiao Pingxu raised his gun and aimed at the truck with the others: "I... I'm afraid Master Jin... you will have a burden after you kill."

"Psychological burden?" Asked the Master Metal Expert confused: "What's that?"

The road was exceptionally quiet, and only Qiao Pingxu's exclaimed voice spoke to the Master Metal Expert.

It seemed as if there was a chance there is an armed man boldly stretched out his weapon.

He didn't even dare to reveal his head. As long as he pulled the trigger in the approximate direction, forcing them to find a shelter to hide. The remaining people could get a chance to fire.

The idea was good, but when he had just raised his muzzle.

The Master Metal Expert moved instantly, no need to aim, not to shoot against the shoulder to ease the impact.

With a flick of his wrist, almost no one else could see what was going on, a scream came from the truck.

A bullet penetrated his wrist.

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

They were soaked with cold sweat, and only one person counterattacked, but the horror was beyond the speed at which human beings could reflect their limits, and the precise marksmanship that could be called the finger of death gave them another hundred reasons to do not dare shoot at them.

Whoever goes out dies, just with a Glock has become a killer, now in hands of that guy, it was used as a more powerful assault rifle...

The atmosphere on both sides was completely different. On the metal expert's side, eight soldiers had already burst into tears.

These are the tears of rebirth, and these are the tears of ushering the savior.

On the side of the abandoned truck used to block the road, they picked up three rocket launchers without their owners.

The beaches were lined up at a safe distance, and the truck was standard-welded with steel rods.

Don't look at the AK bullet hitting the steel plate, and It can only create a coin-sized shallow pit. But in front of the rocket launcher, two more steel plates are not much stronger than paper paste.

"Throw your weapon and get off!"

A few minutes ago, what the group said to them was returned intact.

"We give you ten seconds to consider, otherwise the rocket will not have long eyes." The three who carried the rocket launcher on their shoulders had laughing noses, not eyebrows.

"Get out," the metal expert said coldly.

The eight soldiers immediately listened to the voice of the metal expert with the same respect as the edict.

It's a pity they don't understand.

Qiao Pingxu wiped away her tears and helped translate it again.

Three rockets dragging orange flames whistled and flew out.

The truck was almost blown up into the sky, and it was just moved, revealing a gap for the vehicles to pass through.

The three off-road vehicles receded along the gap and then circled the hill far away.

Returning to the highway again. The shocked Qiao Pingxu looked at the Master Metal Expert beside him, and the tears of the rest of his life came out after the disaster.

The Master Metal Expert was still sitting there quietly, as tidy as when he had just got off the plane.

If he did not see it with his own eyes, who can believe this gentle engineer has several times more ability than members of special forces?

The bullets flying, just that kind of cruel battlefield like environment, the most eye-catching is his demeanor.

A cold, ruthless and confident.

All these qualities came together. Qiao Pingxu thought for a long time in his mind. And the Master Metal Expert did not match with any kind of soldiers he had previously contacted.

Perhaps it is the legendary retiree who has no secret number and is the best among the secret team?

Qiao Pingxu didn't know much about this, anyway, he felt that Master Metal Expert must have an unusual past.

"Master Jin, thank you so much. I will remember your life-saving grace all my lifetime."

"You're welcome." The metal expert lightly dusted his collar: "the price of the ore sold to us is a little cheaper."

"Master Jin, I don't have to say anything. Later, I will leave you the best purity of the ore produced."

The three off-road vehicles drove to the airport with enough horsepower. Until they entered the city, there was a team of heavily armed policemen, slowly moving in the direction where they came.

With this speed, when they arrived at the scene, ten battles would be over.

The off-road vehicle was parked in front of the waiting hall. The eight soldiers got out of the car and hit the ground with their feet to greet him and then leaned before the metal expert.

"Warrior, if you come to Nigeria again, the eight of us will surely put out all our savings to entertain you." Qiao Pingxu helped translate.

After the international flight to China had taken off, Qiao Pingxu returned to the off-road vehicle.

To be on the safe side, they chose to return from another hidden road. On the way, Qiao Pingxu took out the phone, and his finger still pressed the number a little bit now.

"Chairman, just now when we sent Master Jin of Monsters Heavy Industry back to the airport, we were met with an ambush by armed men."

"What?" Li Huaxing, who was on the phone, jumped up directly from the bed. And there was no sleep at all in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Are you hurt?"

"No."

"The secretary told me before departure that General Mopu sent eight soldiers to escort you. It seems we have to thank General Mopu."

"Do you know who organized the ambush? They did it against our mine, or against General Mopu's men?"

"It wasn't the eight soldiers who repelled the ambush. In fact, the eight men lost their weapons and surrendered in the beginning." Qiao Pingxu smiled bitterly.

"To can force eight soldiers to surrender. The opponent must be far more powerful than yours." Li Huaxing exhaled deeply: "In addition to the eight soldiers on the car, you and the Master of the Monster Heavy Industry."

"Who could fight back the ambush?"

"Master Jin, he completely wiped out the ambush team equipped with heavy weapons."

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