Chapter 652

Before being woken up by the loudspeaker the next morning, Gao Yang curled up in the car and had an uncomfortable sleep.

Stay in the car and wait for the end of the morning ceremony, and then continue to observe. At breakfast time, laga continues to observe, while Gao Yang and they still stay in the car and wait for the news.

Although many people passed by the car, no one took a more look at the car with people sitting. Among the rapidly rising rebels, there was no place to live and it was common for people to sleep in the car.

"Laga has gone to breakfast. If there is any news, he will inform us that my spirit is very bad. I need to make up for sleep. If anyone wants to continue to sleep for a while, seize the time and remember to leave someone on guard."

Gao Yang felt a little sleepy. After a few words on the walkie talkie, he whispered to Frye in the driver's seat, "I have to sleep a little longer. Now I can't hold the gun stably. If I don't wake up in an hour, wake me up."

After telling Frye, Gao Yang soon fell asleep again. He watched until three o'clock last night. He was really sleepy.

After being gently stabbed, Gao Yang immediately woke up, and this time he hit an exciting spirit. After waking up, he was sleepless.

Gao Yang glanced. Laga hadn't come back yet. Frye whispered, "boss, it's been an hour."

After glancing at the headquarters of free Syria, he raised his eyebrows and said, "it's been an hour. Hasn't laga come back and heard anything?"

"No return, no news."

Gao Yang couldn't help worrying and said, "Falk, something's wrong!"

As soon as Gao Yang's voice fell, he saw laga turning a corner and coming quickly. Gao Yang was relieved and said, "this guy can't help talking."

After laga walked back quickly, he said in a hurry: "new situation. The people of the victory front announced at the place where they ate that the situation here is too chaotic. In order to end the chaos, the people of the victory front asked all the rebels who do not belong to join them and obey the instructions of the victory front. They will check the whole village."

Gao Yang frowned and said, "why do they do this? Just to expand their power?"

Raja nodded and said, "yes, it's just to expand its strength. Now many people come. Many people do not participate in the organization of freedom action, or some small groups with a small number. The victory front wants to pull them in. When there are more people, the natural power will be greater."

He heaved a sigh and said, "it's all right. If we don't join, they can't force us to join."

After thinking for a moment, Raja said in a deep voice, "if someone asks us to join the victory front, tell him that we are paid by Saudi Arabia, so there will be no problem."

"Mine, I see."

La Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "there were too many people at breakfast. Judging from yesterday's situation, the dinner time was not good. Now we can only look at the situation at noon. If the people of free Syria don't leave here, we can only wait."

While laga was talking, Frye suddenly said, "the people of free Syria are back. Look."

Gao Yang turned his eyes back, but saw that there were fifty or sixty people in free Syria, and they went towards their headquarters.

While observing, Gao Yang suddenly heard several bangs.

Gao Yang's heart tightened and turned to look back, but he saw more than a dozen people standing by the roadside behind their car. A tall white man was smashing Cui Bo with his hands angrily, as well as the window of the car where Tommy and groliov were sitting.

"Something's wrong. Get ready to fight and get off!"

After shouting on the walkie talkie, Gao Yang immediately opened the door and got out of the car. He shouted to the white man who was smashing the window with his fist: "Hey, stop, what are you doing?"

The white man looked at Gao Yang and said angrily, "go away and drive your car away!"

The speaker was 1.9 meters tall and dressed in tactical clothes. He looked like a white man in Western Asia. Some of the people around him were dressed in tactical clothes and camouflage clothes. What's more, their weapons and equipment were very different from the rebels.

Because there was no parking space, Gao Yang parked the car next to the car that was originally parked on the roadside. If the car inside wanted to move, they had to move the car first, because there were always people in the car, so they stopped first. Anyway, if necessary, they could move it at any time.

Behind the big white man who angrily smashed the window was a bungalow with a yard. While talking, there were a steady stream of people coming out of the yard and looking at it. There must be at least more than 30 of these people.

At this time, all the people of Satan mercenary regiment got out of the car. Although the muzzle of the gun was not raised, everyone's insurance was open, and they could shoot at any time if necessary.

If you can't bear it, you'll make a big plan. You just need to move the car. There's no need to conflict with people. Hold high and say to the big man, "sorry for blocking your way, we'll move the car now."

In danger, I had to guard against it and be careful. Gao Yang apologized, hoping to quickly quell the little unhappiness. Then he waved his hand to the people: "move our car."

"Wait, who are you?"

After looking at Gao Yang, Cui Bo and Li JinFang, as well as the masked Lucy who could see that it was a woman, a West Asian interrupted Gao Yang and asked him faintly.

Gao Yang shrugged and said, "we are people who come to war, people like you."

The West Asian smiled, looked at the equipment on them, smiled disdainfully again and said, "the organization?"

Laga shouted, "Hey, brother, it's none of your business."

The West Asian smiled coldly and said a few words in Turkish to the people behind him, which caused a burst of laughter. After that, the big man also said a sentence in Russian, and then caused a burst of laughter.

Gao Yang understands that these people are Turks and Russians. Of course, those who speak Russian may also be from other countries. After all, many people in central and Eastern Europe and CIS countries speak Russian. They should not be Chechens. Although Chechens also speak Russian, they all have beards, and these Russian speakers do not have beards.

Gao Yang couldn't understand what they were saying, but groliov understood Russian. He shouted to the big man, "Russian?"

The big man looked at groliov and said with disdain on his face, "yes, Russian."

Groliov nodded and said, "me too. Well, we didn't have anything, so let's end it. Let's move the car and you leave. That's it."

The big man spat contemptuously at groliov's footsteps and said with disdain on his face: "old man, close your beak and roll away. There's no place for you to talk here."

The Turk who looked like the leader smiled, pointed at Gao Yang casually and said, "tell me, which organization are you from?"

Gao Yang was angry, but he still suppressed the fire and said faintly, "we don't belong to that organization. We are hired."

The West Asians laughed again and said, "mercenaries? It seems so. I didn't expect you to be mercenaries. Will the East Asians fight?"

Gao Yang raised his head, narrowed his eyes and said loudly, "man, don't make trouble and go your way."

The West Asians seem to have found a very interesting thing. They didn't pay attention to Gao Yang's strong warning, but looked at Gao Yang with great interest and said, "I haven't seen any East Asians in mercenaries. Which country are you from?"

Gao Yang lowered his face and said, "it's none of your business."

The West Asian shrugged and said, "we are also mercenaries, but we are all men, and we have fought a lot of wars. Look at us, man, and look at you, women, old men, and a bunch of soft bones. Are you sure you are mercenaries?"

After that, the West Asian spoke Turkish again, causing a burst of laughter. Then he turned and shook his fingers at Gao Yang and said loudly, "coward, roll aside and hide. Make way for us. We're going to war."

Gao Yang's heart was burning, but he decided to put up with it.

It is unwise to fight for a few words in a tight encirclement.

Li JinFang and Irene, the two grumpy people, are dying of anger, and Gao Yang is also very angry. Although he feels he can't do it, he can't say what he ordered to move the car.

When Gao Yang took a deep breath and was about to order the car to be moved, he heard the big Russian people say, "wait, it's so easy to get in our way. Hey, old man, your gun is good. Give it to me and I'll forgive you."

Groliov smiled quietly and said, "No."

The big man took two steps forward and said fiercely to groliov, "you have to understand one thing. It's no big deal to die here."

At this time, the West Asian also said with a smile: "indeed, I think their guns seem good and their things are very good. Scar, HK, oh, what kind of gun is this? I'm very interested. Hey, boy, give me your gun. I want to see it."

The West Asian pointed to the Satan blade on Gao Yang's back, waved and motioned Gao Yang to give him the gun.

Gao Yang took a breath and said, "man, I apologize to you because we are really in the way, so I will apologize to you. This is a quality problem, but my politeness doesn't mean I'm weak, so don't annoy me!"

The West Asian people laughed and couldn't breathe. After laughing, they said curiously to Gao Yang: "I'm so scared, so I want to know that I'm going to annoy you. What can you do?"

Gao Yang smiled and said, "if you don't provoke me, I won't provoke you. If you want to provoke me, I'll kill you!"