Chapter 95 Chapter 95

Mason looked at the sixth person standing next to Malibu, and waved him to come forward.The man was in his fifties, wearing slacks and a windbreaker jacket, and despite the warm weather, there wasn't even a breeze.He holds a SIG 9mm pistol loosely in his right hand.He was five centimeters shorter than Pooler, but ten kilograms heavier.He looked strong, strong, ruthless, and ready to kill. Mason said, "This is Serge, who served in the Red Army, Puller. He specializes in pain, of course creating pain for others. He's going to take you to a place where you can learn a little bit about his professionalism." He is truly the best in his field."

Puller looked the man up and down, and the man returned his gaze with a sense of superiority. Puller said, "Soviet Army? You guys are so vulnerable. You got beat up in Afghanistan by a bunch of desert farmers." The confidence on Sergi's face was completely replaced by a murderous look. Mason said, "I wouldn't say it was smart to piss him off, Puller." "Did I hurt your feelings, Serge? Are you one of those cowards who don't even have the guts to touch a gun? Or did they leave you behind to join the warden and shoot at soldiers who didn't want to fight?" gun?"

Serge's expression became even more frantic.Puller's taunting has its purpose.Guys who are mad with anger are prone to mistakes.Puller took a step forward. Mason said, "Let me give you a quick note, Puller. We're going to take you to a place where Serge is going to give you a taste of real pain, and I'll be happy to watch. And then we'll be forever I'll put a bomb on you and blow you up twice, and I won't be very successful both times. But on the third time, luck will come, as they say." Puller spread his arms wide as a way to distract them from his impending two-step move.He said: "That's your plan? I hope you don't bother to think too much of him, Joe, it does sound awful."

"I think it's not bad. And I have a backup plan for contingencies, I always have such a plan. I don't care if Strauss is actually caught by you, I'm getting out of here. And you Don't try to fight us. If you don't do what I say, we'll kill you on the spot." Puller shrugged. "Okay then, let's get it over with, I have other things to do today." Before Serge could raise his gun, Puller had already shot.The sharp edge of the Ranger KA-BAR saber popped out of the end of his iPod. In less than a second, Sergi's front neck had been completely cut open.The Russian fell backward on the car, his chest already soaked in the gushing blood.Pooler picked up Serge's collar and swung it, knocking the gun out of Mason's hand.He threw the Russian to the ground and made him bleed dry.Puller's next lightning-quick move was to throw one arm around Joe Mason's neck and turn around so sharply that Mason's feet were off the ground and he smashed his head forward into the Malibu's windshield.Mason stretched his limbs and lay on the hood of the car, his head turned into a bloody gourd.Puller didn't know if he was alive or dead, and he didn't care anyway.

Puller leaned toward Mason and said softly, "This is for Sheriff Samantha Cole." He turned around and glanced at Mason's other men.They pointed their weapons at Puller, but all seemed petrified by his skill. This state lasts for a short time. Twenty U.S. Rangers wearing camouflage nets seem to have fallen from the sky, and MP5 submachine guns are pointed at these four guys.Five to one.Mason's four-man win rate is zero. They immediately dropped their weapons. The Rangers handcuffed them, pulled Mason's head out of the windshield, and put Serge in a body bag.At that moment Brigadier General Julie Carson emerged from the woods.She checks on Mason, walks over to Puller, and hands him a bottle of water.

"I guess you'll sweat a little." "Sweat a bit on the run, yes. Thanks for the chance to be 'alone' with Mason." "No, thank you. I'd love to watch." "Is Mason dead?" "No. He still has a pulse, though weak." "Call the ambulance." She smiled and said, "Yes." "We don't really need it anymore, but I guess you should tape everything anyway?" Carson held up a hard drive. "You know how good the US Army's surveillance is. Even so, I think we might inadvertently lose some of your conversations with Serge and Mason. I mean, who needs to know that? ?”

Puller laughed. "I have to admit, I didn't expect such a slight change in a man like you, General Carson." She smiled back. "I do have something amazing. And it's not duty time, so I'm Julie." "Okay, Julie." She watched as the car escorting the guys drove away. "I think it's all about the money." "I think so. What about the nuclear fuel?" "Those things haven't had time to hit the market, so we're going to get them back. They're now going to talk to the authorities about anything to get away with the death penalty."

Puller looked at his damaged car window. "I don't think I'll be able to use the car anymore." "Don't worry, I can pick you up." "thanks." "And maybe we can go for a drink." "Maybe we can."