Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2630 Intense Filming Life

Only Chinese soldiers understand the meaning of the word "comrade-in-arms".

The assassin had been a mercenary for so long that he had long forgotten the original meaning of these two words, because among mercenaries, only those who ran fast would have a greater chance of survival.

As for the comrades, they were all using their weapons to block bullets. At the very least, it was impossible for them to hand over their descendants to the enemy.

But these three little guys told him with their most sincere eyes that from this moment on, he really had comrades-in-arms.

The assassin raised two fingers to his brows in salute, then put out the cigarette in his mouth and left.

The tropical rainforest is one of the most harsh environments in the world. Not only is it hot, it is also home to countless poisonous insects, snakes and rats, and is full of deadly threats everywhere.

All four of them were wearing camouflage clothing made of leaves and grass.

The assassin's ambush site was a hundred meters away from them, and they were hiding in different positions so that they could respond at any time.

Dasha was closest to the assassin's ambush position and could see everything clearly through the telescope.

The tribe’s base is located in an open space in the middle of the forest, with a population of about a thousand people.

At this time, the men might have just returned from hunting, and all of them gathered together, chattering and distributing the prey.

This is the common living pattern in Africa, except for towns, of course. However, even in towns, people are divided and managed according to tribes.

Most people here still use cold weapons, and they hunt with javelins, blowpipes, bows and arrows, and spears.

But this tribe was obviously a little different. Maybe because of the large number of people, they actually had more than a dozen guns in their hands.

Dasha's eyes focused and his hand was on the trigger. As long as the other party had hot weapons and there were so many people, they would definitely be in great danger.

Don’t always watch the movies where special diseases can do anything. That’s just in the movies. People can even tear apart the Japanese with their bare hands.

The reality is that special forces are also ordinary people, but they have received more rigorous training and their combat qualities are stronger than ordinary people.

The assassin's target, the chief, was sitting inside the crowd, presiding over the distribution of food. Although the tribe generally distributes food equally, it actually varies according to status and merit.

The natives couldn't tell age, so Dasha couldn't tell how old the chief was. It was just that the hat full of bird feathers on his head made him look somewhat majestic.

The assassin's gun never left the chief, but there were too many people and he was sitting in the middle, so his view was basically blocked by others.

In this situation, the assassin could not guarantee that he would shoot when the chief occasionally showed his shadow.

Because the figure is always shaking, if you fail, the natives will swarm in, so don't underestimate their running ability.

If they really start running here, they will be like a group of zebras. They won't be able to escape, and the outcome will be predictable.

Therefore, the most clear-cut approach is to strike at the moment when their guard is least relaxed.

As soon as the chief was killed, they became like a herd of horses without a head, and did not know how to kill the enemy.

So, all they can do now is wait, wait for the best time and opportunity.

It was noon when they entered the ambush point. Although the woods blocked the sunlight, the sultry climate made several people soaked.

But they still lay there like tree stumps, motionless, even if birds landed on them.

The assassin's eyes were like those of a hawk, staring closely at the target through the scope. He was about one thousand meters away from the target, which was almost the maximum effective range of a sniper rifle.

The sun was like an old cow, pacing slowly in the sky, as if time had stopped.

At this time, the Jin sisters who were far away in the northern border were looking for Dasha like crazy. This man really ran away. They would kill him if they found him.

The two sisters went from the eldest fool's house to the second, third and fourth fool's houses, and the three families finally discovered that their sons were missing.

They soon found messages from several people in their son's bedroom, saying that he had gone to be a mercenary and would contact his family after settling down there.

All three companies went crazy and started looking for entry and exit records at the station and airport.

Finally, they found out that they went to Zan in Africa. Several families started to use their connections to get passports and prepare to go to Africa to look for them.

It's just that they were all members of the Corps, and their identities were sensitive, and it was difficult to get passports from Zambia, so the matter was delayed.

However, even though they delayed, the Jin sisters could not wait any longer. They went through several twists and turns and finally boarded a plane to South Africa.

The assassin lay there for more than seven hours, without eating or even drinking water.

The three idiots also had to endure hunger for several hours. Although they brought compressed dry food, they could not swallow it without water.

When the moon was at its zenith, the natives' carnival began. They lit a bonfire, skewered meat on sticks and roasted it over the fire.

It is said to be roasted, but in fact it is just burned in the fire. The outside is black like charcoal, but the inside is still raw. But people don’t care, it tastes delicious even if they eat it like that.

They also brew their own wine, which is basically made from various fruits. The liquid is turbid and has a strange smell.

But they are happy drinking and being well fed and well fed. Housing, education and medical care are simply not important to them.

Such a group of people are supposed to be peaceful, but with the influx of outside population and the discovery of some minerals, disputes began to arise among them.

Of course, before the emergence of foreign populations, they also had wars, but those were all for food and women, but now it is for profit.

For example, the tribe that hired the lone wolf mercenary to kill people today had a dispute over the ownership of an iron mine.

The tribe that is currently celebrating has killed many of their people because they could not defeat them and hired killers to kill them.

These people have simple minds and believe that the chief of each tribe is their god. Once the chief dies, the tribe is doomed.

Although there will be successors, their abilities cannot compare to the old chief, which is why mercenaries can make money.

Although they certainly don't have a million dollars, they have diamonds, and if they take those out, their value is not just one million.

The natives would not say "I've had too much to drink" when drinking. They would not stop until they lay down. This was the opportunity the assassin had been waiting for.

At about eleven o'clock, most people were finally tired. The women and children went to bed, and most of the men also lay down by the fire and fell asleep.

The old chief leaned on his cane, as if preparing to stand up. The assassin's eyes widened instantly, his finger was on the trigger, and a bullet flew out.

But I didn't expect that the chief's legs might be numb. He stood up for just a moment and then sat back down. However, the huge sound of the sniper rifle had already been made, and it was very harsh in the night sky.

The assassin acted decisively and fired another shot, which blew off half of the chief's head. The two girls who were trying to support him screamed. "Crack!"

Ning Shui shouted, this part was shot so well, he is worthy of being a veteran Eighth Route Army soldier!

I have to admit that Mr. Ye has a very good vision. No one can compare to this actor's proud and arrogant temperament.

When he was acting in that famous TV series, he was not able to display his true acting skills due to various limitations, but now he has completely let himself go.

Half of the drunk people lying next to the campfire got up, and the other half were really drunk. Ye Mao was helpless because these guys didn't care about anything else as long as they were drunk and they just immersed themselves in the role while filming.

The puppet with its head blown to pieces was thrown aside. Ye Mao and his men lit a fire again. They were starving to death.

This filming location is very close to Marseille, but Ye Mao was too lazy to go back.

He found the film very enjoyable and had a vague desire to possibly win a big prize.

The Kim sisters flew to South Africa. At that time, South Africa was in chaos. The white people were driven out of power and completely exchanged positions with the black people.

The groups of people wandering the streets are all white people, they are poorly clothed and hungry. They have lost their houses and jobs, and can only beg on the streets, otherwise they will starve to death.

Of course, they have a strong desire to survive and will do whatever they can. At least the consciousness of exchanging labor for rewards has not been lost in their minds.

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As soon as the Jin sisters got off the plane, they were surrounded by several white people as they left the airport.

"Where are you going? Do you need a car? Are you staying in a hotel?"

They shouted desperately to attract customers. If they could get a customer for the hotel, their dinner would be guaranteed.

The names of the Jin sisters' characters in the movie were not changed, and I don't know why Ye Mai did this?
However, the two sisters would never disobey Ye Mao's decision.

They were a little panicked facing these foreigners with different skin colors, and didn't know what to do for a moment.
They were looking for Dasha and were going to Zanguo, but how to get there? They naturally didn't know that in this strange continent, the two girls would obviously face countless unknown dangers.

Jin Wan was obviously calmer. She glanced at the crowd and asked in English:
"Who knows the way to Zan Country? I can pay him enough."

"I know, I know, I know!"

The group of people crowded together even harder, fearing that they would miss out on this business and go hungry today.

Jin Wan was not panicked and raised her voice: "Come one by one, as long as I can understand, I can give you 100 US dollars."

"I come!"

A burly white man was always squeezed at the front. Maybe because of his strong physique, no one could squeeze past him.

The big man calmly explained the route and told the two sisters:
"If you go through customs, the price you pay will be higher than sneaking through. I can take you on a small road for only $500, but you will be responsible for your food, accommodation and transportation along the way."

Jin Wan did not listen to his one-sided story, but asked a group of people one by one, and finally confirmed that what the big man said was true.

Jin Wan finally asked him: "What's your name? Can I see your residence permit?"

The big man handed her his ID, which read John, South African, 32 years old.

Jin Wan nodded: "Okay, I decided to hire you, but not yourself."

Then Jin Wan pointed at several people, all of whom were strong and healthy, and let the rest go.

Among the people who stayed behind, there was a woman with a petite figure but bright eyes. Perhaps it was the light in her eyes that made Jin Wan keep her.

After some discussion, Jin Wan decided to stay here for one night and purchase some necessary equipment. She followed John's advice and decided to take a small road, that is, to sneak across the river.

South Africa and Zambia do not share a border, so she either has to cross the two countries or go directly to the sea. As for which way to go? She has not yet decided, and will talk about it in the evening.

John arranged for them to stay in a very nice hotel. At that time, South Africa was still a wealthy country and the conditions were very good.

Jin Wan selected eight people by herself, and after arriving at the hotel, she gave each of them $100.

"This is your resettlement allowance. Arrange your family and follow me. I will definitely give you more than 500 US dollars, but you must think carefully and don't have any bad ideas, because only I can take this money. You can't get it even if you kill me."

Jin Wan was originally a young girl who knew nothing about the world, but such a big change made her mature all of a sudden.

Maybe she was a little impulsive, but she was willing to do anything for the man she had been thinking about day and night.

Jin Ping was relatively worse off. After just one flight, she felt a little depressed. Everything was decided by her sister, who didn't say much.

When they arrived at the hotel, they unexpectedly discovered that the woman had not left and had been following them.

Jin Wan asked curiously: "Didn't I give you money? Why don't you go home?"

The woman shook her head and said, "I don't have a home. I will go to Zan with you and never come back. I hate this dirty country."

Jin Wan didn't bother to ask why this happened, but it was impossible for her to live with her, so she wanted to open another house for her.

The woman shook her head. “Trust me. I will protect you.”

After saying that, the woman took out two guns from her handbag and handed them to Jin Wan and Jin Ping respectively.

Jin Wan was stunned. She had given a total of one hundred US dollars. The price of these two guns should be more than that, right?
The woman saw her doubts and shook her head. “Don’t think too much. Just think of me escaping with you. Don’t ask me anything else. I won’t tell you.”

Jin Wan stopped asking questions and washed up with Jin Ping and lay down. There was only one bed, so the woman named Jinzi simply washed up and curled up on the sofa.

"Crack!"

Ning Shui finally called for a stop. What monsters! Whether it was Ye Mao and his gang or the Jin sisters, their acting skills were too outstanding.

As a result, director Ning Shui often only cares about watching the show and forgets his own job.

Because the actors are currently in different places, Ning Shui and the crew members are the ones who have to work the hardest, as they need to keep running around.

But at least Ye Mao is here, and they have their own private plane, so it’s not too troublesome.

Liu Ling and Ouyang Xue went back because their play would be filmed in Southeast Asia later, so they went back to attend class.

The three idiots lay on the grass together, staring at the densely packed stars in a daze.

Wei Jiang asked, "Boss, will this movie be a hit?"

The subscriptions have dropped again. Don’t be scared, brothers. Stand up!