58 African Battle 1

"Really?" Liu Hongtao couldn't believe that when did he have such power under his nephew?

Liu smiled and nodded: "Duncle, do you think it's necessary for me to lie? Let's put it this way, these people are all super biochemical warriors trained. Although they have not been completed for the time being, their overall strength has reached about four times that of ordinary people. Coupled with the cooperation of spiritual warriors, I believe that an 11-person team is still proficient to deal with modern mercenaries who have been thousands of people.

"Bhich Warrior?" Not only Liu Hongtao, but also Liu Weidong and Han Hongjuan looked at Liu Xiao in surprise and couldn't believe it.

In fact, Liu Xiao has been hesitating to tell his family about these things, especially the three women who love him.

After all, he doesn't even know whether he is Liu Xiao or Dr. T now.

This is actually the reason why so far, he has been avoiding his family and three daughters and focusing on the experiment.

However, with the passage of time, with the emergence of various technologies, the family and the three women will naturally have more and more questions, and Liu Xiao does not want to delay the youth of the three women.

In fact, to be honest, Liu Xiao's feelings for the three women are still sincere. After all, he has all Liu Xiao's memories, and although he is deeply influenced by Dr. T's great nationalism in terms of personality, most of his personality is Liu Xiao's.

That's why he just wanted to take this opportunity to make it clear. After all, this is not a bad thing.

Liu Xiao stood up, managed the door, quietly did it, organized the language, and said, "Actually, parents, Alan, Hongmei and Xiamei, have you always been puzzled, right? Why did I, who was on the verge of death, suddenly use traditional Chinese medicine to treat cancer, and then start the research and development of biochemical technology?

In fact, I have been hesitant to tell you, but now I have decided to tell the matter. One is not to worry my parents, and the other is to solve the problems of me, Alan, Hongmei and Xiamei.

In the future world, human beings have experienced alien slavery. Ha ha, don't talk first, let me finish. That thousands of years of slavery has brought mankind into the most tragic dark era, as well as the era of rapid development of biochemical technology.

It was also at that time that human beings realized that the real development model of human beings was an evolutionary path that strengthened itself and supplemented by science.

Finally, with the efforts of the world, human beings were finally liberated. During this period, human beings experienced two social systems, one was the original alliance and the other was the continuing republic.

Driven by republican politics, human biochemical technology continues to develop, and eventually human life expectancy has exceeded 500 years, and even some long-lived elderly people can live to 800 years.

More than 10,000 years later, Dr. T appeared in the republic, known as the greatest scientist in the history of biochemical science.

No one knows his real name, and he doesn't even know what his surname is, but he doesn't care. He devotes all his energy to biochemical research, and the biochemical technology he seeks most is eternal life and infinite power.

In other words, it is becoming a god.

Don't doubt that in future scientific research, it has been proved that gods exist, but not as people think, these gods are actually the highest evolution of human beings, with immortal body and spirit, and at the same time have a powerful destructive power.

However, just as Dr. T completed the masterpiece of his life, the cultivation secret book of Gene calcination, which can really make people become gods, the Tal star spy, that is, the spy who became the alien who enslaved human beings, assassinated Dr. T.

The angry Dr. T thought it was all over and all hope was destroyed.

But something unexpected happened. His memory actually crossed the torrent of time, returned to the distant ancient times, and merged with a young man who was about to die.

That person is me.

However, I don't know whether I am Liu Xiao or Dr. T now, because I have both Liu Xiao's memory and Dr. T's memory, and they are very complete and clear.

Mr. and Mrs. Liu Weidong, Liu Hongtao, and three women looked at Liu Xiao in shock.

It's so shocking that it's like a fantasy, but these people do not hesitate to believe it, because this makes it more reasonable to explain the previous unreasonable explanations.

But just like Liu Xiao's question, is he Dr. T now or Liu Xiao?

In the end, Han Hongjuan was the first to speak: "Laugh, I'll call you laugh. A mother will not admit her son. Your personality has basically not changed, and you are still smiling. The only thing that has changed is that you have another memory, but so what? Don't you still care about me, a mother, and you, a father who pretend to be serious all day?

And these three girls, I think it's because of these three girls, right?

Since you choose to avoid it, it means that you still love them as much as Liu Xiao used to, so for us, you have not changed. The only thing that has changed is that you went to college after more than 10,000 years and learned great knowledge, that's all.

Liu Weidong smiled awkwardly, but then came over and patted Liu Xiao: "Smile, who in the world knows whether it is Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Die Mengzhuang Zhou?

Ha ha, maybe you just traveled through more than ten thousand years and became Dr. T. Now that you have woken up, Liu smiled again.

Don't care about your identity. There is no doubt that Hongjuan and I are bleeding in your blood. There is no doubt that you have our parents in your heart.

You are still you. In my eyes as a father, the only thing you have changed is that you are promising, and I am more promising than you, that's all.

Uncle Liu Hongtao stretched out his hand and pinched Liu Xiao's face and said with a smile, "You boy are still the same as uncle. When he heard that uncle came back, he thought that I had a problem, so he hurried back, right?

Ha ha, the smile in my eyes hasn't changed at all.

Nie Lan looked at Liu Xiao, with a tender face and gently stroked Liu Xiao's face with her hand: "A Xiao, you haven't changed, but you have grown up, become more mature, and make me more infatuated.

I said that I will never leave you in my life, and you don't want to dump me."

"Brother Xiao..." The Ding sisters didn't even bother to say anything, looking at Liu Xiao with a sad face, as if they had been wronged.

Liu smiled, an unprecedented smile from the bottom of his heart, which was the happiest moment since he recovered.

Everything has changed, but nothing has changed.

What has changed is your own knowledge and wisdom, and what has not changed is the warmth and love of the family.

For a long time, the huge momentum of the boulder that pressed on my heart finally collapsed in front of family affection and love, opening Liu Xiao's heart knot.

As soon as the heart knot went away, a long-lost sense of relaxation made Liu Xiao feel extremely happy, and then called Bingling.

"You choose ten biochemical warriors, and I have a task for you. Well, go to Africa, yes, protect the Liu family's diamond business in Africa, and there are some other tasks. Let's talk about it when you come. After saying that, Liu Xiao hung up the phone and chatted with his long-lost uncle.

"Well, isn't this my little smile? When you come, why don't you tell grandpa? Liu Xiao was very lucky that the old man who woke up could recognize someone at this time.

"Grandpa, how are you doing?" Liu Xiao came forward to help Liu Yi and asked with concern.

Old Liu Yi also knows his condition, but he is very optimistic and open-minded: "Hahaha, it's still the same. He is confused and awake for a while, but don't worry about Grandpa."

The old man is still very satisfied with Liu Xiao's actions in the past few years, and he can even be said to be proud.

Unfortunately, the old man himself knew that he could not do anything for this promising grandson, otherwise she would definitely help.

Liu Xiao also knew what the old man thought, but he did not reveal it. Instead, he chatted with the old man.

The sober old man is still very talkative, especially his struggle in Africa, which is never tired of talking about it.

The old man is old. In addition, he suffered a dark injury in his early years in Africa, so he could not talk for a long time. Finally, he was helped back to the inner room by Liu Xiao and went to bed.

At this time, Bingling came to the old house with ten biochemical soldiers, and Liu Xiao went to another room with her uncle and parents to talk in detail.

Liu Xiao asked eleven of his men to sit down and said, "Pingling, I plan to organize an international mercenary organization, and 11 of you are the main core members.

My plan is that the mercenary company can be divided into two parts, divided into internal members, that is, to ensure loyalty and develop into the main combat members of biochemical warriors.

is followed by peripheral members, ordinary mercenary regiments used to perform relatively simple tasks.

After a pause, Liu Xiao said, "The name of the mercenary regiment is blood-stained. After arriving in Africa, the first thing you need to do is to clean up all the industries under the poisonous dragon under the condition of protecting my uncle. Remember, take away everything that can be taken away, and destroy everything that can't be taken away.

After that, all the mercenary regiments involved in the attack on the Liu family's industry were cleaned up, requiring only one point to eradicate them.

Don't blame Liu Xiao for being cruel. If you are not cruel in the face of the enemy, you will always be hurt in the end.

"Brother Liu, what about our weapons?" Bingling, the little monkey, has been asked to the point, and the question of weapons is also Liu Xiao's most entangled problem.

After thinking for a while, Liu Xiao said, "I will find a way to get some biological and chemical weapons for you in the shortest time, but I'm afraid it won't work in a short time, so you can consider the issue of weapons by yourself.

In this way, in order not to delay things, ask your sisters-in-law to transfer 50 million dollars to you first, buy some in the black market first, and then grab some from the enemy.

Liu Xiao's heart knot opened and naturally accepted the three women, so he publicly admitted the status of the three women in his heart without hesitation.

For the time being, Liu Xiao's better equipment for biochemical weapons may only have a corrosion knife.

After thinking about it, it seems that diamonds are a necessary material to make a corrosion knife, so he directly handed over the production process of the corrosion knife to Bing Ling: "This is the production method of corrosion knives. It is not difficult to make biochemical culture medium. You can go to Africa to make it yourself. Other weapons are not likely to succeed at this stage. , but I will try my best. In addition, before leaving, go to my laboratory. There are several notebooks made of biochemical chips with high performance. You can take them to Africa together.

Liu Xiao has made a lot of money this time. On the one hand, it is indeed because of the problem of being coveted by African industries. On the other hand, he also wants to relatively speed up the steps of his plan. After all, the people in the family are in danger now, and they must form forces faster to protect them.

Liu Hongtao has long disappeared from his previous decadence and helplessness, and his heart is full of pride and pride: "See, I can't, but I have a good nephew.

Damn, fighting with me is fighting with our big nephew, fighting with big nephew, that is fighting with ten thousand years of wisdom. Can you fight against it?"

Thinking of his complacency, Liu Hongtao finally couldn't stand it. He pinched the empty cigarette box in his hand fiercely, put it on the table and said, "Ok, smile, that uncle is going back to Africa. This time, the grandchildren are still arrogant."

Liu Xiao originally wanted to keep it, but looking at his uncle's high fighting spirit, he said, " uncle, I won't say anything else. Take care."

What did Liu Hongtao do? He has been in business for so many years. Naturally, he can see Liu Xiao's initial intention to retain him, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your uncle, I'll be fine. I'm still waiting to drink your wedding wine and hug my nephew."

After saying that, he laughed and left the old house with Liu Weidong and his wife.

Although Liu Xiao is now relieved and wants to stay warm with the three women for a while, he can't help saying, "Mom and Dad, Alan and Hongmei and Xiamei. Now my heart has been married and should have accompanied you, but I still have a responsibility now and have to work harder. So I have to be busy for a while, and my family will do it.

Han Hongjuan was a little surprised and asked, "I said Xiaoxiao, why are you so busy? Is it so difficult to accompany your three daughters-in-law?"

Liu Xiao shook her head and explained, "Actually, since I woke up, I have always felt that I owed the three of them, but I can't.

You may not know that the Tal people I mentioned before have actually come to the earth in this era.

According to historical records, these Tal people should be Star Wanderers of Tal and inadvertently came to Earth.

However, the Tal people are a very aggressive people, so after they come to the earth, the first task is to contact Tal stars and try to send troops to attack the earth.

But the interstellar coordinates of the earth are too vague, so in the end they can only build the Stargate to carry out the great troop movement.

However, what makes them more depressed is that the main raw material for building the Stargate is actually a companion of rare metals on this earth, so they have to cooperate with some countries to collect a large amount of this material.

And this era should be their incubation period, and also the best time to eliminate them.

Since I woke up, I have vowed to completely eliminate the Tal people on earth in my lifetime.

Han Hongjuan was silent for a while. After all, she didn't quite understand why it hadn't happened. Liu Xiao had to work so hard to do it. Isn't it good to live a stable life?

Liu Weidong took a look at his wife, gently looked at the thread starter's shoulder, and whispered, "Wife, children will always have their own ideas when they grow up. As long as we old guys look silently behind their backs, it will be fine."

"Fuck you, you're an old man." Han Hongjuan gently patted her husband's chest, but she was obviously relieved.

Nie Lan and the Ding sisters looked at Liu Xiao, and finally looked at each other and smiled gently. Nie Lan said, "A Xiao, you can do it. As long as you want to do, it is what we want to do.

As your woman, we don't want to hold you back, so don't worry about it. We will wait for you.

Liu smiled and nodded, with a warm heart, he got up and left the old house.

Some of Liu Xiao's decisions suddenly set off a bloody frenzy in Africa and even in the mercenary world.

Near the Var River in South Africa, in a diamond deposit under the Poison Dragon Mercenary Regiment, Wap held a straw and complained boredly to Zanwa beside him: "I heard that Liu Hongtao is back. Do you think he will find a helper to deal with our Poison Dragon Mercenary Regiment?"

Zanwa looked at Wap like an idiot: "Oh, you also said this. There are several people in the world who dare to offend our poisonous dragon mercenary regiment. He is just a businessman in the Liu family. He doesn't want to pinch it as much as he wants."

"I'm always not down-to-earth, and I always feel that something is going to happen." Wap has been feeling restless since he heard that Liu Hongtao came back, which is not a good thing for him.

Wap actually has a little secret that has been hidden in his heart, that is, his sensing ability is excellent. Often in times of crisis, this sensing will save his life, so he has always believed in his feelings.

Now, as Liu Hongtao comes back for a long time, this uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger, and even gives him an impulse to escape regardless.

At this time, in the grass not far from them, a small battle team of four was quickly approaching Zanwa and Wap.

Suddenly, the person in charge of the operation seemed to see something. With a wave of his hand, the three soldiers behind him immediately stopped moving and lay motionless in the grass, waiting quietly.

Wap was very anxious. He knew that something must have happened, and it was a big deal, so he had to leave here, so he stood up: "Zanwa, it's convenient for me to go there."

With that, Wap stood up, and his body moved slowly. When he turned to the direction of the four biochemical warriors, he paused slightly, and then walked in the opposite direction without hesitation.

"Did that guy find us?" The last biochemical soldier asked in a low voice through the communication equipment.

The head of the action frowned: "Regardless of him, the action continues."

The person in charge is actually very strange. Judging from the other party's actions, he should choose to escape after finding his own personnel.

But what is puzzling is that since he has found himself and others, why don't he sound the alarm and choose to escape?

In fact, how do they know that the reason why Wap escaped depends entirely on a super keen intuition, but who can believe it when you tell others your intuition? So every time there is a crisis, he has to choose to escape by himself.

But these are not a problem at all for biochemical soldiers who are originally special forces. As long as there is no evidence to prove that their own side is exposed, the task must continue.

There was an empty sandy land between the grass and the riverbed, and the soldier in charge gestured.

The soldier behind him quietly took out a metal tube, put in a blowing arrow, and blew it gently.

"Well, damn Africa is full of mosquitoes." Zanwa waved his hand and patted his neck, but then he was surprised to find that he could not speak, and his body gradually stiffened.

"Poisoned." This was Zanwa's last thought, because just after he couldn't move, he was dragged into the grass at a very fast speed.

When Zalva woke up again, he found himself in a dark cabin.

"Speaking, the distribution of the power of the Poison Dragon Mercenary Regiment in South Africa, tell me everything you know." A voice came from the opposite side, and then a strong light shone on his face.

"I won't say it. You'd better let me go, otherwise our poisonous dragon mercenary regiment will not let you go." Zanwa has his own pride. There is no doubt about the strength of the poisonous dragon mercenary regiment. He believes that these little ones will soon collapse in front of the poisonous dragons.

"Look, I said it doesn't have to be so troublesome. It's OK for me to come directly. It's so troublesome, time-consuming and laborious." A brisk but somewhat resounding sounded.

I only heard a rustling sound in the dark. Obviously, the other party was discussing. Finally, Zanwa saw a short yellow-skinned young man and came to him.

"Damn yellow monkey, how dare you provoke the great poisonous dragon mercenary regiment..."

Before Zanpu finished scolding, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the short yellow man, and Zanpu's voice was abruptly cut off.

Zanwa finally felt fear at this time.

What kind of feeling is that? It's like someone abruptly pinching your vocal cords so that you can't speak at all. It's too tragic.

However, these are nothing. What really scares him is that he can clearly feel that a powerful force is eroding into his mind and dragging something out.

But what frightened him more was that even if he could feel it, he could not make any resistance. He knew that many things in his mind were forcibly stripped by the yellow man, which made the sense of stripping completely disappear.

It seems that something can't be recalled, as if it's a very important thing. Damn, what is it?

Memory stripping, a powerful spiritual application method with more memories, can be said to be regarded as an entry-level skill of spiritual warriors.

Zanwa didn't have time to think about anything, so he felt a chill on his neck, and his consciousness gradually moved away from him.

"Everything has been clarified. The poisonous dragon mercenary regiment has two stations in the upper and lower reaches of the Var River. The upstream armed forces are relatively strong, serving as warehouses and fire support headquarters. Downstream is the training camp, which specializes in training members of the poisonous dragon mercenary regiment of the South African branch. Bing Ling took out the map and drew the two positions in the other party's memory in detail.

Another biochemical soldier looked at it and said, "There may not be only two stationing points. This mercenary is obviously not high, and the information he knows may not be comprehensive."

Bing Ling nodded and thought deeply, and then said, "*, you are a scout. What do you think?"

"What Lao Xiong said makes sense, but it doesn't affect our actions. As long as we leave a living mouth when destroying the two stations, everything will be OK." * He said while fiddling with the newly arrived corroding knife.

Bing Ling nodded: "This operation doesn't require many people to go together. Now the personnel are relatively nervous. Lao Xiong, the four of you protect Uncle Liu. I'll take the tigers to the downstream training camp."

After coming to South Africa, 11 people, including Bingling, have analyzed in detail. Because the personnel are indeed very nervous, at least four people must be assigned to protect Liu Hongtao in each operation, while the remaining seven people are assigned according to the situation.

The goal this time is the training camp, and according to the memory of Zanwa caught, there are 400 recruits being trained in this training camp, as well as more than a dozen veterans with actual combat experience.

Obviously, this is unusual for a mercenary regiment.

Because even if the mercenary regiment trains new recruits, it will not be so concentrated. Obviously, the other party is planning something.

Although there is no evidence that the other party's action is aimed at the Liu family, the people present are all veterans. If you can't see this, it's better to find a piece of tofu directly.

"Now it's 2134. Let's leave, arrive at the training camp 15 minutes later, and launch an attack on time at 2230." Bing Ling said as she tidyed up her equipment.

This time, as Liu Xiao said, the equipment is extremely lacking.

This is not to say that you can't buy equipment, but equipment that can fully give full play to the advantages of super warriors. Except for a corrosion knife, there is nothing at all.

Corrosion knife is not as good as a liquid knife that can be adjusted to a maximum of about one foot.

The so-called liquid knife means that the blade is actually composed of liquid corrosion, but this corrosive liquid is a liquid block with extremely high hardness under the control of the release groove at the handle.

In addition to this kind of high corrosion, in Liu Xiao's words, even if you are given a titanium alloy plate after ten centimeters, you can also cut it in an instant.

This is not a joke, but a real thing. When these biochemical warriors got the knife, they deliberately experimented. Although they did not use a titanium alloy plate, in the face of the steel plate thickened to 20 cm, it was simply the feeling of cutting tofu. Without even hearing a little, they directly cut the steel plate in half.

However, this biological and chemical weapon also has a disadvantage, that is, after cutting, the cut object will have black burn marks at the incision due to high corrosion, which makes these veterans from special forces feel slightly dissatisfied.

At about 10 o'clock that night, the poisonous dragon mercenaries were stationed in the Var River training camp and were conducting the final training.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, run like a woman, move, whoever fucking runs in the end, go to the confinement room to reflect on yourself."

I have to say that the instructors of the training camp of the poisonous dragon mercenary regiment do have two strengths. Even Bingling is sure that these people are 100% from special forces. Looking at their training, it is completely militarized and specialized training. Even if they let their captains train these little bastards, they may not be much better than these instructors. Less.

Time passed minute by, and six people lurking around each other waited quietly, motionless, as if they had never existed.

At 22: 30, all the recruits completed their training. However, just as these people relaxed their tired bodies and went back in twos and threes, suddenly there was a loud sound in the arsenal, and a burst of fire rose with a thick smoke.

"Ang..."

The usual alarm sounded through the training camp in an instant, and a panic spread from the middle of the recruit's egg. The instructors shouted reprimanded and issued correct instructions.

"Puff..."

A hoarse, after a muffled gunshot, it sounded from the ambush site.

Bing Ling held a sniper gun in her hand, and her mental strength was like an extension line, firmly locking the targets one by one, one shot after another, and the instructors on the training ground went down one by one.

"* is back." A biochemical warrior under Bingling's eyes saw the distance* with sharp eyes.

* Put the huge wooden box on the ground: "When things arrive, they are all American goods."

"Hmm, I have already said that this poisonous dragon mercenary regiment is a dog supported by the United States." The soldiers quickly armed themselves as they made comments.

Each soldier has six grenades, a backpack magazine, and one*.

With the distribution, seven people rushed into the training camp like tigers and wolves under the order of Bingling.

"Dad Da..."

There was a crisp sound, and the trained panicked recruits fell down like wheat, and more veterans rushed to the gun room of the dormitory to prepare for a fight.

Because she was carrying a sniper gun, Bingling did not charge with any powerful lethality, but took two silver* and shot the enemy with one gun.

Although it is a point shot, it is six times the spiritual power of ordinary people, making it as easy for the enemy to hit a watermelon at a distance of two meters. One shot in the head and the eyebrows of the gun make the enemy unavoidable.

"Note that an enemy touched at ten o'clock. Twenty people should be stationed temporarily." At this time, it shows the strength of the spiritual warrior, like a humanoid radar. Within a radius of 150 meters, even a mosquito flies by, and the ice can distinguish whether it is male or female, not to mention a group of living people with such obvious goals.

At the prompt of the ice, the seven-person team unfolded in a semi-fan shape in an instant, and the main attack direction changed to ten o'clock.

"Boom..."

With the flowering of a grenade, six of the 20 garrisons who came to support were killed in an instant, and the remaining 17 members were more or less injured to varying degrees.

But the biochemical warriors could not give them a chance to fight back. With another "drip" gunshot, the 17 guys who were lucky enough to escape under the grenade became the ghost in the blink of an eye.

The training camp was completely defeated, and it could not form effective resistance. The whole battle gave people the feeling of a one-sided massacre.

Yes, the massacre, it took only six or seven minutes to enter the base camp from the seven-person group, and the new recruits of the poisonous dragon mercenary regiment who died under them have exceeded 300.

In addition to the several reinforcements who came to support, as well as the veterans and coaches of the training camp itself, the total death toll has exceeded 500.

"I want General Polburn. The training camp was attacked by the enemy and suffered heavy casualties. I ask for immediate support." The person in charge of the training camp was sweating and holding a silver* tightly in his hand.

At first, the operator of the Var River base camp did not care, but when he heard the word enemy attack, he immediately connected to General Polburn like a bitten rabbit.

"Daw, who is so bold? He knows that it is the training camp of our poisonous dragon mercenary regiment, but he still dares to do this." General Polburn said as he lay down from the plump mixed-race girl.

While getting dressed, he answered the phone: "Damn Doug, what the hell is going on?"

"Polburn, the training camp has been attacked by the enemy, and the enemy is unknown. At present, my training camp has been online more than 500 and continues to deteriorate, and the death toll of instructors has also reached 30." Doug, the head of the training camp, said urgently that what he needs most now is Polburn's support.

Polburn was shocked when he heard the number of casualties, more than 500, and 30 instructors died. Doesn't that mean that the recruits in the training camp have basically been destroyed?

With no time to think about it, Polburn ran wildly and roared: "Gather, all the fucking gather for me."

Although there is some disagreement with Doug, it is all a private problem. Once the mercenary regiment is involved, General Polburn will spare no effort to support Doug, who is a qualified mercenary leader.

However, when the support troops arrived at the training camp, they saw corpses all over the ground and the mess everywhere.

It was expected that the arsenal of the training camp was bombed, but what scared Polburn was that according to the reaction of more than a dozen lucky soldiers who survived, there were only seven people on the other side, and they all used the standard equipment of the training camp.

Seven people destroyed a training camp. Although the camp was full of recruits, they were not so cowardly.

"Daw, when did such a perverted mercenary come to South Africa?" The corners of Polburn's eyes jumped a little, and he could vaguely catch a little information from the attack.

"Go back, go back immediately." Suddenly, he thought of the Var River base camp. The number of enemies is small and the mobility should be very fast. If they continue to attack their base camp, the relatively empty base will become the fat on the other side's cutting board.

"Get in the car, get in all of them. Hurry up, hurry up, don't let me get on." General Polburn was extremely anxious and immediately pulled the troops back to the base camp as quickly as possible.

However, unfortunately, after the seven icemen were raiding the training camp, they attacked the enemy's base camp in the upper reaches of the Var River from a distance and used the gap of the enemy's strength to destroy all 300 enemies in the camp. After pulling away the weapons and equipment of seven trucks, two* directly blew up the arsenal and material warehouse into the sky. .

"No, damn bastard." General Polburn's hat fell to the ground fiercely, looked at the ruins of the Var River base camp, and roared angrily.

The Var River base camp is a force established by General Polburn in ten years.

Although the owner of this force is the poisonous dragon mercenary regiment, he is here like the local emperor, and he doesn't have to pay attention to the idiots in the American headquarters of the poisonous dragon mercenary regiment.

However, such a foundation was completely destroyed in less than one night. Although there are still more than 800 people under him, such strength is nothing in this land of South Africa.

"Aben, look for it for me and see if I can find a clue." General Polburn wants revenge, otherwise he will not be General Polburn who is rampant in South Africa.

After about half an hour, Yaben came back and shook his head: "The other party is very professional and has not left any useful clues."

Polburn was silent for a while and then asked, "So, is it a professional soldier?"

"It should be true. Even if you are not a professional soldier, at least you are a professional bounty hunter." Yaben is telling the truth, after all, there is no need to hide these at all.

"The bounty hunter will not be against our mercenary regiment. He must be a mercenary from a professional military background. Although several other mercenary regiments don't deal with us, there is no need to make extracurriculars. While talking to himself, Bolben kept walking in circles, as if this could make his mind more open.

Suddenly, Polburn stopped: "Aben, is there any newly registered mercenary regiment recently?"

Aben was stunned, and then logged in to the mercenary website through his notebook and inquired carefully.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yaben said, "Recently, seven mercenary regiments have been established, three of which were established in South Africa, namely the Dabo Mercenary Regiment, the Narcissus Mercenary Regiment and the Blood-stained Mercenary Regiment."

"So, the one who attacked us is one of these three?" Polburn touched his chin and thought carefully.

Bord, the mercenary regiment, was known by a small family to protect its diamond mine. I don't think it will be this Dabo.

It is said that the members of the daffodil mercenary regiment are all women, but their suspicion cannot be ruled out, after all, it is only said.

However, this blood-stained mercenary regiment is a little suspicious, because the number of this mercenary regiment is very small, only 11 people. The elite soldiers who attacked him seem to be very similar, so Bol planned to test this blood-stained mercenary regiment first.