Chapter 656 [Lighting the Fire of War]

Compared with the Indian Red Alert Special Forces and the Brazilian Jaguar Special Forces, the U.S. Delta Special Forces have a higher desire for the championship.

The United States is recognized as a global giant. In terms of military strength, it is truly the first, the United States. Army. Fang will not miss this opportunity to prove the strength of the U.S. military.

In fact, it is true. In the past few years, only two global special forces have not returned with a full load.

Once it was a global special forces competition held in Estonia, the United States. Army. Fang sent a second-rate special force because he took it lightly, but the championship was taken away by the Chinese Snow Leopard Commando.

That competition was won by the United States. Army. Fang regarded it as a disgrace. Since then, almost every special forces competition, the United States. Army. Fang will send powerful Delta special forces.

The second time was the last competition, because Ye Tian, who was known as the king of Chinese special forces at that time, took the championship of individual fighting and shooting competitions, and did not let the U.S. Delta special forces return with a full load.

Because the first two defeats are all due to the Chinese special forces, and because this global special forces competition is the highest-level and most competitive competition in history. For this reason, the United States. Army. The party asked the Delta special forces to return with a full load, especially not to let the Chinese special forces take another champion!

Now, Pei Donglai has snatched a championship in the end of the individual assault competition, which makes the U.S. Delta Special Forces have reached the point of bound to win the championship of the remaining two competitions!

"Mr. Merck, because of my previous poor performance, the U.S. Delta Special Forces lost their first championship, and the military was very dissatisfied with this, and asked us to win back the championships of the remaining two competitions."

In the tent, Zasheed, the captain of the U.S. Delta Special Forces, looked at Merck with a complicated face and pleaded, "The final team champion will definitely belong to us, but the individual fighting competition needs your help."

"There is only one task given to me by Master Anthony: to kill the guy named Pei Donglai."

Merck greeted Zacid's eyes with a blank face, and being in the negative mountain gave people a cold feeling: "The champion has nothing to do with me."

"Sir Merck..." Zacid was a little reluctant.

Merck raised his eyebrows and interrupted Zacid's words: "As long as you can make Master Anthony give orders, I don't mind killing a few more people."

Seeing that his words were interrupted by Merck, Zacid was not dissatisfied, but was very excited.

Because... he saw the hope of winning the fighting competition!

Merck turned his head and ignored Zacid.

Zacid rushed out of the tent quickly and planned to use the communication facilities of the organizing committee to contact the military.

Half an hour later.

Merck received a call from Anthony.

"Merck, in addition to killing the dog, you have added another task to help the military win the remaining two championships in this peaceful military competition." When the phone was connected, Anthony said bluntly, "But... you can't kill two guys, Su Bodhi and Batian."

"Dirable Master Anthony, why don't you let me kill them?"

In the past few years, everyone who has been involved with Merck has been sent to hell by him, which is his habit and the reason why he shocked the underground world.

"Although the dog is closely related to the Chinese Alliance, the Chinese Alliance will not turn against us for a dead person, not to mention that you are in a fair way."

Anthony said, "But... Su Bodhi is different from Batian. Su Bodhi is not to mention the daughter of Mo Bodhi. She is deeply spoiled by the Dragon Bodhisattva. If you kill him, no one dares to guarantee that the Dragon Bodhisattva will come to the United States after recovering from his injury. As for... Batian, he is not only the son of the leader of the madman tribe, but also the next successor. If you kill him, the barbarians of the madman tribe will definitely fight with us.

"Dirable Master Anthony, I will do as you ask." Hearing Anthony's explanation, Merck had to choose to change his habits.

After the call with Anthony, Merck followed Zacide and others to the restaurant.

Seeing that the members of the U.S. Delta Special Forces, including Merck, were all full of fighting spirit. Park Jiyong, the captain of the South Korean 707 Special Forces, who was depressed because Pei Donglai took the individual assault championship, swept away the depression in his heart and was secretly excited.

Because... he could see that Pei Donglai's act of robbing the first champion deeply angered the U.S. Delta Special Forces.

He firmly believes that this will make Pei Donglai die worse when he meets Merck!

Before Park Ji-yong recovered from his excitement, Gler, the captain of the Royal Special Forces, walked out of the restaurant with his men.

Seeing this scene, Park Ji-yong couldn't help calling out, "Mr. Geller."

"Mr. Park Ji-yong, what can I do for you?"

As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, because he can clearly feel that the South Korean special forces led by Park Ji-yong are very unhappy with Pei Donglai, and even said something to help him. Although Gele was in a bad mood, when he saw Park Ji-yong's greeting, he greeted him as soon as possible.

"Mr. Geller, you don't have to be depressed by what that bastard did." Park Ji-yong said with a smile.

"Mr. Park Ji-yong, what do you mean?" Gele looked at Park Ji-yong unhappily, with the feeling that your waist didn't hurt when you stood up.

Park Zhiyong pointed to Merck, who was about to enter the restaurant, reminding him: "Sir Geller, your country's intelligence agency is the top in the world, so you should know that whether it is Merck of the U.S. Delta Force, Batian of the Brazilian Jaguar Special Forces, and Su Bodhi of the Indian Red Alert Special They are not ordinary people, and... they are all for that Chinese bastard.

"Of course I know this."

"Then why are you still depressed?"

Park Ji-yong smiled more: "Do you think that Chinese bastard can defeat the three of them? Hey, this is absolutely impossible. On the contrary, it will be his cemetery!"

Gele frowned and said nothing. Although he agreed with Park Zhiyong's words, Pei Donglai trampled on the pride in his heart. Compared with seeing Pei Donglai die tragically in the ring, he hoped that he would save his face.

"Mr. Geller, I know you are a proud person, but you should understand that you are not the opponent of that Chinese bastard." Park Ji-yong seemed to see what Geller was thinking.

Maybe he didn't expect Park Ji-yong to tell the truth so bluntly. Gele's face was a little ugly, he frowned more tightly, and stared at Park Ji-yong. It felt as if he was asking: What the hell do you want to do?

"Sir Geller, don't be angry and listen to me."

Park Zhiyong didn't care about Geller's anger at all, and his smile on his face did not diminish: "Think about it, although you can't defeat or kill the bastard in the martial arts arena, if that bastard is *dropped, you and your brother can completely humiliate the Chinese Dragon Soul Special Forces in the finals - like Come on, won't you save your face?"

Hearing Park Jiyong's words again, Geller's eyes lit up for no reason, and then... a smile gradually appeared on his face: "Your Excellency Park Ji-yong, thank you for your reminder - it seems that you hate that bastard very much?"

"He is the public enemy of our Korean nation. Although I can't kill him with my own hands, it is also a very happy thing to see him die tragically at the hands of others." Park Ji-yong said awe-inspiringly, and then smiled, "Don't you think so?"

This time, Geller did not answer, because... he saw Pei Dong coming out of the restaurant with Xiao Kuang and others. Among them, Xiao Kuang stared at him and Park Zhiyong angrily, and his eyes were full of anger and murder.

"Let's go, Mr. Geller, let's not clash with such edulmented barbarians."

Although he guessed that his conversation with Gele was likely to be heard by Xiao Kuang and noticed Xiao Kuang's anger, Park Zhiyong was not afraid at all - he didn't believe that Xiao Kuang dared to take action against him!

"Fat Goryeo, what are you talking about?" Before Park Ji-yong left, Xiao Kuang was like an enraged crazy lion. He shouted loudly and strode to Park Ji-yong.

"Brother Crazy."

Seeing this, Pei Dong grabbed Xiao Kuang and shook his head gently, signaling Xiao Kuang not to be impulsive.

"Hey, unted barbarians!"

Seeing that Pei Dong came to hold Xiao Kuang, Park Zhiyong knew that his judgment was not wrong, and now he sneered unsneered unscrupulously.

Gele was unwilling to sarcastically: "Originally, I thought that ancient China had a splendid culture of 5,000 years and was an ancient civilization, but after seeing their savage faces, I deeply felt that this was a very serious mistake."

"Mr. Gler, don't you know that in China's 5,000-year history, many civilizations have been created by our Korean ancestors. For example, Confucius is our ancestor, but the Chinese shamelessly regard our Korean ancestors as their pride."

"Son your bullshit!"

Xiao Kuang was angry again, and even... Even Chen Ying, Wang Kui and Sun Blade stared at Park Jiyong angrily. They knew that the self-righteous Koreans couldn't wait to say that the whole universe was theirs, but they couldn't be so shameless?

"If you are bred, you are bred. I really don't know China. Army. Why did Fang send a barbaric guy like you to participate in this peaceful military competition? Is it China? Army. Are all people like this?" Seeing that Xiao Kuang began to scold his mother, Park Zhiyong curled his lips disdainfully.

"China. Army. People are not qualified to be evaluated by strange people like you.

Pei Donglai once again motioned Xiao Kuang not to be impulsive, and then took two steps forward and looked at Gele and Park Zhiyong with a smile: "Of course, if you unfortunately meet us in the fighting competition, we don't mind letting you experience China. Army. People's demeanor.

Pei Donglai's seemingly gentle words sounded in his ears, and both Gele and Park Zhiyong were shocked - with the strength shown by Pei Donglai in the personal assault match, if they met Pei Donglai in the fighting competition, they could think of it with their toes at the end of the game!

"You'd better pray that you don't meet Master Xiao, or Grandpa will kill you!"

Seeing that Geller and Park Zhiyong were scared by Pei Donglai's light words, Xiao Kuang still felt that he was not relieved enough. After making a move to wipe his neck, he followed Pei Dong away.

Seeing that Pei Donglai and others went far away, Park Zhiyong recovered from the shock brought to him by Pei Donglai and said angrily, "It's okay for Pei Donglai's bastard to be arrogant. The eded bastard also jumped out and shouted. Does he think he is stronger than us? Hey, it's so funny!"

"Hey, if I can really meet that unebred barbarian in the game, I don't have to wait for the team competition to get revenge." Gele stared at Xiao Kuang's back with a cold smile on his face, which felt as if Xiao Kuang had been sentenced to death. RS