Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 601 Chapter 590
The two men walked out of the elevator with their guns pointed at each other at a 45-degree angle on both sides. The advantage of this is that both of them can observe the two dangerous corners as soon as they walk out of the elevator, and the weak vision area directly in front of the elevator door will overlap, achieving the effect of two people being alert to three directions at the same time.

The moment the two walked out of the elevator, they saw a corpse sitting on the left side of the elevator door. The corpse was wearing a tattered white coat and his face was full of pits from being eaten, but his head was not damaged.

"Shit, this thing seems to be..."

"Roar!"

The employee who discovered the body moved away and tried to speak, but before he could finish his words the body came to life and jumped up!

It is hard to imagine that this position of sitting on the ground against the wall can be activated so quickly to launch an attack on the employee.

Da da da……

The employee's reaction was not slow either. He dodged the zombie's attack by rolling over. Then he half-crouched on the ground and pulled the trigger at the zombie, killing it completely.

"Shit, you scared me. Luckily I reacted quickly enough!"

The employee stood up from the ground, pointed his gun and shot the guy in the head again.

"Reloading!"

Hearing this, the man's face turned red. They would wait until all the big companies had finished their procedures before starting to queue up to handle the process. You can imagine what position they hold in the industry.

"Forry Military Resources, what's the problem, you asshole?"

The white man asked with his neck stiffened. He just didn't believe it. Those big companies had already entered the market a long time ago, and the remaining ones should not be more powerful than others.

Working in the PMC industry requires some foresight. It is not difficult for a big company to squeeze out a small company and prevent it from surviving in this industry. The reason is very simple. If you want to make a living in this industry, you will definitely eat the food in hot spots, and the big companies will also take a bite. At that time, it will be very easy to target the employees of your small company, and you can only swallow the bitter pill. Moreover, in terms of orders, others can eat meat and let others drink soup, but if they make things difficult for you, you may not even get to drink the soup.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm from RFG Group."

Sean grinned when he heard that, the size of RFG Group is indeed not comparable to those real leading companies, but it is smaller than those companies, even if Blackwater comes, it is not necessarily untouchable. For these medium-sized PMCs, it can definitely be said to be a head start.

"You... hum!"

The white man's face turned black, and the people in the queue behind him who had just started to make a fuss also fell silent temporarily. Many of them are based in Africa or the Middle East, and the RFG Group is a well-known and domineering entity in these two places, especially those PMCs whose main business is in Africa. Everyone knows how terrifying the power of RFG is, and the reputation of being the mastermind of Mali's Z-change and the manipulator of the situation is not in vain.

"It looks like they've been convinced by me. Can you help me with this now, ma'am?"

Seeing this, Sean smiled and ignored the man next to him. He turned his head and asked the female major behind the table.

"Of course, sir, I'll do it for you right away."

Seeing that the two sides did not fight, the female lieutenant couldn't help but help Sean register with some regret.

"Company Name?"

"White Dove Security."

"Peace?"

The female lieutenant looked up at Sean in surprise, then continued to ask: "Legal person of the company?"

"Sean Liang"

……

After completing the registration, the female lieutenant started operating on the computer.

"White Dove Security...Registered in Dubai, Class A, Booth...No. 7. Come with me, Major Ruth. I'll take this gentleman to the booth first."

The female second lieutenant greeted the female major next to her and walked out from behind the table: "Come with me, Mr. Liang."

"Thank you, just call me Sean."

Sean nodded and took the craftsman and Diana to follow behind him to the booth.

The further they went inside, the tighter the security seemed. There were three checkpoints to enter the venue. Sean and others only successfully entered the venue after three rigorous inspections.

"It seems that the German Ministry of Defense takes this very seriously."

The tight security doesn't look like a veterans' job fair at all. It's even more stringent than that of the Olympics, giving people the feeling that the event is an exaggeration.

"I can't help it. Berlin has been a bit unstable lately. You probably don't know that there was a gunfight early this morning. I heard that more than 30 people died at the scene, and the attacker has not been found yet."

When the female lieutenant heard Sean's complaint, she shrugged and explained, but her tone seemed to carry a hint of excitement and regret, which made people a little confused.

"That's such a sad story. May they be well. God loves the world."

Sean pretended to make the sign of the cross with a compassionate look on his face, as if he was really mourning for the deceased. Diana and the craftsman twitched their lips when they saw it. They had never seen such a shameless person.

"Ok?"

Who knew that the female lieutenant suddenly stopped and stared at Sean, which made Sean feel creepy.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?"

Sean was a little confused and an unnatural look flashed across his face.

"You are lying, or rather, your remembrance is not sincere. Even though you are obviously pretending, there is always a bloody smell of viciousness in your tone. And although you look compassionate when you speak, there is no mercy in your eyes. The subtle twitching of your eyes also shows that you are just acting subconsciously. This shows that this behavior has become your instinct. You are always pretending to be a good person."

The female lieutenant stared at Sean with burning eyes, her tone full of certainty.

Is this little girl so awesome?

Sean was extremely surprised. How could he observe so carefully?
"Uh, okay, maybe you're right, ma'am, but it doesn't really matter, does it?"

Sean shrugged and didn't dwell on the issue.

Embarrassed when your disguise is exposed?
Actually not. He has always been thick-skinned. No matter what the situation is, he will never be embarrassed, let alone such a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

"Well, it really doesn't matter. I just don't understand why you guys pretend to be kind when you are all vultures."

The female lieutenant stared at Sean with a curious tone.

"It's simple, because everyone likes kind people. Even the most vicious people still hope that everyone in the world is kind. Kindness is the passport to civilization."

Sean said seriously. "Well, you didn't lie this time."

The female lieutenant nodded, her tone still very firm. She seemed to have the skill to tell at a glance whether the other person was telling the truth, or in other words, her observation ability was very meticulous.

This made Sean want to poach the other party. What a talent she was, and she observed things so carefully. If he took her with him when negotiating with others in the future, he would be invincible.

"Okay, this is your company's booth."

Sean looked up and saw that the booth was not small, nearly two hundred square meters. A long table was placed in the middle and several stools were neatly arranged. Although the overall style was simple, it was very much in line with the military style.

"grateful

"My name is Angie, Angie Sidlin, you can just call me Angie."

Angie introduced herself.

"Okay, thank you for leading the way, Ms. Sidlin."

The responses were all about real salary and benefits, and the main thing was that he couldn't just say that everyone present was just there for fun.

Another employee was still carefully watching his direction. Because of the shooting just now, most of the zombies and monsters on this floor were probably following the sound and heading towards them.

"Boss, I've opened fire. If we wait any longer, the zombie horde will probably be here. We need support!"

After the employee loaded the magazine and reloaded the rifle, he pressed the headset and reported the situation to the captain.

"Understood. Stay alert."

The squadron leader's voice came back through the headset.

"receive."

The two employees held their rifles at an angle, extremely alert. These things were not coming one or two at this time, but in groups. There might even be the monsters that Dai Le's team encountered. Those monsters fell from the sky, instantly causing their formation to be in chaos, and they were defeated one by one by the monsters and zombies. Fortunately, Dai Le reacted quickly and was able to act clearly even when caught off guard. Otherwise, their team would most likely be wiped out on the spot, eaten, infected with the virus and turned into zombies or...

It might also turn into the same kind of monster that you encountered on the 118th floor.

"They're coming!"

Another employee thought he heard some noise and his alertness was raised to the highest level again. The chaotic footsteps could be heard from a long distance away. It was the sound of something running, and there seemed to be quite a lot of these things.

"Listen to the chaotic sound of footsteps. We have to fight!"

The employee could naturally hear it too.

Ding!
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened again, and the squadron leader and others stepped out. Just as they stepped out, they saw a group of zombies rushing out from the distance, roaring and rushing towards them.

Da da da……

Without any hesitation, the employees pulled the trigger and aimed at the group of zombies that were rushing towards them.

Facts have proved that as long as the employees have been prepared, this type of zombie will hardly cause them too much damage. Of course, if it is an ordinary person, it is a different story. First of all, this thing has grown into this appearance and ordinary people would probably be scared to death just by looking at it, let alone attacking.

Even if they have strong hearts and are not frightened by the zombies' appearance, they will still face an ugly zombie with incredible speed and strength.

Soon, the last 20 employees stepped out of the elevator, and then quickly established a defense line with the squadron leader and his men. Using thermal weapons to deal with the zombies was as easy as harvesting wheat.

The zombies fell one after another. Their strong physical fitness far exceeding that of ordinary people did not give them any advantage under the guns of the employees.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
Suddenly, there was a huge 22 noises. Judging from the noise, it must be very big.

Soon, a creature with an estimated height of about 3 meters appeared, with a distorted and ugly face, no skin on its body, and strong muscles directly exposed to the air. Its left arm was extremely thick, while the other right arm was completely the opposite, as if it had shrunk and fell on its shoulder, looking completely useless.

"Oh my god, this thing..."

"What is this!" "Damn, it looks just like the Hulk!"

When the employees saw this thing, they all exclaimed in amazement. With a height of nearly three meters, it was simply a giant!

"Roar!"

The guy locked onto the employees on the side of the elevator in an instant. Bullets hit it, splashing blood, but this did not cause much damage to it. It squatted slightly, put its strong left arm in front of it, stomped its foot hard, and then roared and rushed over wildly. The other zombies along the way were directly knocked into the sky by him. This guy was attacking indiscriminately.

"Fuck, spread out!"

The employees were terrified and quickly dispersed, but the guy was too fast. Even though they dispersed immediately, two employees were still unable to dodge and were knocked flying on the spot. After landing, their bones were already broken and their muscles were shattered, so it was obvious that they could not be saved.

Bang!
There was a loud noise. The big guy was driving very fast and due to inertia, he couldn't stop the car at all. He crashed into the metal wall with a loud noise. He turned around, rubbing his head, and prepared to charge again.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The three firepower employees equipped with individual anti-tank missiles pulled the trigger immediately after it hit the wall and stopped. They couldn't withstand this guy's continued collision. If they failed to dodge in time, there would be no need for rescue and they would be dead immediately.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The missile exploded on it before it launched its second impact, blowing it away on the spot. The power of the three anti-tank missiles should not be underestimated. The distance between the two sides was not far, and even the employees were almost blown off their feet by the fierce air wave.

"Roar!"

Before the smoke and dust cleared, an employee was bitten on the neck by a zombie that approached him!
“Ho…ho ho…”

The teeth of these zombies were powerful enough to pull off a piece of flesh from the employee's neck along with his trachea. The employee fell to the ground, covering the missing part of his neck and groaning in pain, and soon stopped moving.

Da da da………

The zombies behind them had not been dealt with yet, and the big guy's charge disrupted their defensive rhythm, giving the zombies an opportunity to take advantage.

"Fake!"

Some employees immediately turned around to deal with the remaining few zombies.

When the smoke cleared, the big guy was lying on the ground dying. His muscles were gnawed by the explosions and his bones were exposed. He looked extremely miserable and it seemed that he had lost his ability to fight.

Whoosh!
But its still heaving chest made the employees worried, so they loaded another missile and fired it.

Boom!

(End of this chapter)