Chapter 698 Chapter 708 Extra: Zhu Yiba's Past (Part 4)

Chapter 698 708. Extra: Zhu Yiba's Past (IV)

In the afternoon, beside the forest trail.

A team of armed police ambushed on a small hill on one side of the trail. They were wearing camouflage uniforms and blended into the surrounding environment under the cover of lush leaves, almost blending into the trees.

"Platoon leader, is this here?" The squad leader put down the telescope and moved towards Zhu Yiba who was also lying on the side. "Do you think they are trading here and are ready to retreat back to the country as soon as they unload the goods? Well, we can't do anything about them in this way."

Zhu Yiba said "hmm" and didn't answer. He squinted his eyes and stared at the trail below. Suddenly, he remembered the interesting thing that the squad leader always looked at his hometown from afar, and reminded him: "Pay attention, don't look too far."

The squad leader pouted and shrugged, and moved back to his position.

After a few slaps, Zhu Yiba used his right hand to slap his face and his left hand holding the telescope, trying to drive away the flying insects.

After a while, with a series of rustling sounds, the yellow-haired man crawled over.

"Pierre, this is insect repellent, do you want to spray it?" Huang Mao asked nervously, holding a bottle of yellow-brown bottle in front of Zhu Yiba with a shy face.

Huang Mao came from a remote mountain valley in Yunnan Province and was the only local soldier in the station.

Zhu Yiba retracted his gaze and turned to criticize: "Huang Mao, we are comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms, do you understand? We don't need to play this game. Now is the mission period, your attention should be below, and you just need to do your part well, which is the greatest help to me. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Huang Mao answered in a low voice, but quietly left the bottle of insect repellent, and then crawled back.

Zhu Yiba let out a long breath, stretched out his hand to hammer his numb shoulder, and then raised the telescope.

Squeak!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded next to them, as if someone was rushing towards the place where they were ambushed.

Zhu Yiba was horrified, thinking that he was caught by the enemy, but after thinking carefully, it was not right. Even if someone broke in, the soldiers lying on the periphery should have some reaction and could not remain silent.

Zhu Yiba probably thought so because it was his own people.

"Hoo, platoon leader." A huge fleshy face came into view. It turned out to be the most agile fat man in the class.

Xiaopang, like the previous two, also crawled over, but the movement was like a tank running over. When he arrived at the end of the land, he knew to say hello first, and then he gasped for breath, making him look like he was dying.

Even Zhu Yiba, who originally wanted to criticize a few words, couldn't help laughing.

"Hoo" took a long breath, and Xiaopang finally recovered, "Platoon leader, I heard from the squad leader that you used to go to the outside of the mountain for duty when you were in the special service platoon?"

Zhu Yiba nodded and glanced down the mountain.

The fat boy continued to speak in a familiar manner: "No wonder you are so powerful."

"Now is not the time to flatter me. If you have something to say, please say it quickly. If not, just crawl back to your post obediently."

"Yes, yes. Platoon leader, I just want to ask you something. There were a few times when I saw you carrying guns from a distance, but the camouflage uniforms you wore had no logos, and you hurried out, just like in the movies. Are you going to the mountains to perform secret missions?"

"Mountain" here means the border line; "outside the mountains" means outside the border.

"You have the time to chat, why don't you go back and lie down? Get out of here and go to the corner for early warning and reconnaissance!"

Zhu Yiba kicked the fat guy next to him and rolled back, thinking in his heart why he didn't follow the squad leader to deal with this guy. He still had so many things to do when the mission came, and he didn't have any vision at all.

But there was one thing that the fat boy said was right. For example, their special service platoon had gone to the mountains to perform missions many times, and it was much more than the direct anti-terrorism team of Lao Liu.

Then Zhu Yiba thought of a sniper in their squadron, who carried a long sniper rifle alone every day, eating and training in ghillie suits for different environments.

It stands to reason that a sniper should have an observer to cooperate with, but this ghillie suit has been working alone in the camp for several years, and has basically never met or talked with other people. Even when he went on a mission, most of the time he took a helicopter alone. He was a lone wolf in the true sense.

It was even more exaggerated than in movies and TV series.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yiba couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

Boom boom boom.

The sound of a car's engine roared faintly from a distance.

Zhu Yiba looked up and smiled. He didn't expect that the other party would drive a car to trade. This thing is quite conspicuous on the road, and the car can't run very fast on this bumpy mountain road.

Under a sudden attack, a soldier who can run fast in the jungle can definitely leave the enemy behind. The only thing to pay attention to is the difference between leaving life or not.

Ten minutes later, a black pickup truck with a bucket drove over from outside the mountain. The license plate was a line of ghost symbols. No one could understand it. It should be a license plate from outside the mountain.

The car finally stopped about a hundred meters away from Zhu Yiba's ambush point.

Zhu Yiba turned his head and looked far into the mountain. It was quiet, with no signs of receiving the goods. He looked around and pulled over the squad leader who had also discovered the situation.

Pointing to a crooked tree in front, he ordered: "Let's ambush there."

The squad leader answered yes and turned around and lay back.

After they moved, Zhu Yiba's ears suddenly moved and he turned his head to look to the other side.

He saw the sound of cars approaching from the other side of the mountain. They should be coming to receive the goods.

Here they come

Zhu Yiba couldn't help but put his hand on the 92 pistol on the side of his thigh.

The car that came later slowly approached, and then stopped in front of the black pickup truck outside the mountain, leaving about 20 meters of space in the middle.

Bang bang a few times.

The driver's seat of the two cars opened the door, and two men with travel bags got out.

It was different from the scenes in TV and movies where the bosses of both sides were full of aura, each with dozens of younger brothers, and then sent professionals to stand in the middle to inspect the goods and count the money.

In this transaction, except for the two drivers, there was no third person on the scene, not one.

The two men walked to the middle of the two cars, put the travel bags at their feet, put their hands together, bent down slightly, and said hello.

Immediately, they came together, each opened the travel bags they carried, and skillfully tilted the bag openings towards each other so that both sides could see the contents of the bags clearly.

Then, the man from the mountain reached out from the deepest part of the other person's travel bag and took out a small bag similar to a brick wrapped in brown paper. He tore off a corner and pulled out a white powder wrapped in a transparent plastic bag.

After opening the plastic bag, the man from the mountain put his thumb and middle finger together and dipped into the bag to pick up some powder. He then rubbed it on his long tongue with his backhand, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, and then nodded to the other person with satisfaction.

The man from the other side of the mountain adjusted his black-framed glasses, showing a smile that should be so, and then reached out to take the travel bag at the other person's feet, unzipped it, and a handful of US dollars filled the travel bag. A stack of bills were directly rolled up with a rubber band and stuffed inside.

Pick out a small piece at random, remove the rubber band on it, check a few bills and throw them back, zip it back, and pick up the exchanged travel bag in your hand.

After the matter was settled, the two shook hands and stood there and started chatting.