Zhang Moxuan's statement that South America has entered the brink of chaos is not a lie. 600,000 tons of various war materials were continuously sent into the base of the Human Innovation Alliance, and the army dominated by Magneto was further expanded.

Previously, the army dominated by Magneto was trained according to the training method of basic officers. The completely demobilized military force stands out among this group of South American military lords, especially the many excellent military instructors from the East under the command of the Magneto.

The territory has expanded, and the army of several thousand people has expanded nearly tenfold in an instant, and now it already has the combat strength of two armies. And, most importantly, Magneto Juggernaut has also trained a group of air forces in South America.

And not the drone air power of those small countries. Rather, a real group of air combat units. There were not many of them, only sixty MiG-29 fighters, and thirty FC-1 fighters. Ninety fighters are the main air force dominated by Magneto.

For the great powers, this air power is not worth mentioning. But in small countries, this air power can already be used as a king. In particular, the Magneto Juggernaut himself is a powerhouse at the open level, and he controls the magnetic force, so a lot of enemy air power is like a toy in front of him.

If it is a ground war, the South American military lords are not the opponents of the Magneto. Because the army dominated by Magneto is a professional army with a modern education.

And the combat system of many South American military lords is still at the level of street brawls of thugs. Even the soldiers of the Middle Ages were inferior. Maybe the lobster soldiers of the Age of Discovery, with their smoothbore guns, could have crushed this group of guys with modern weapons.

"So it's not easy to get the Magneto Domination. We need more weapons, more support, and of course more money!"

McRae listened impatiently as the South American natives in front of him yelled at him. This South American native has dark skin and once had a rotten tooth, but now it has been pulled out and replaced with a gold tooth. Real gold teeth are made of 18-karat gold. This tooth can probably buy a suite in the Eagle Country.

And he had a desert eagle pinned to his waist. It's also made of gold. He also had a handful of this Aboriginal gold AK47.

If he could, McRae had reason to believe that the native would snap his eyes off and exchange them for a gold one.

Ah, maybe it's not appropriate to call yourself native, but to be precise, this guy in front of him who is full of gold and wants to make himself an Oscar statuette is a warlord in South America.

He is one of the leaders of the largest warlord group in Bolivia. There are also tens of thousands of troops under his command. But McRae doesn't think this guy has the slightest bit of a leader's demeanor.

He's just a scumbag, including his army. This group of guys who live only by faith.

"Alright, man...... Oh, I mean Mr. Levenke. There are too many weapons you have proposed. What M1 and M2 tanks, you want a hundred, I said do you have so many tank drivers? And self-propelled howitzers and fire control radars. Do you have an operator?" McRae looked down at the list in front of him, and said to the native Levinke as calmly as he could, "Is it useful for you to ask for these things? And it doesn't seem very authentic that you're asking us to pay for the military." ”

"Hah! Do you need to care if it's useful or not? Isn't it your intention that we want to fight the Magneto Master? Isn't it right for you to pay for and equip yourself?" Levinke seems to be a rough man, but his brain seems to be quite good.

"Wait, Mr. Levinke. You seem to have made a mistake. I'm just an arms seller, what does it have to do with me that you fight the Magneto Juggernaut?" McRae pretended not to understand what Levinke was talking about.

And Levinke was very disdainful of McRae's forced pretense that he didn't understand anything. He snorted coldly: "Don't pretend to me that you don't know. What your true identity is, I know very well. You are ostensibly an arms pimp who specializes in selling us all kinds of arms in this part of South America. ”

"But you're backed by someone from the Eagle Nation Intelligence Agency, right. Levinke was not as stupid as he looked, he pulled out the golden sand eagle stuck in his waist and tickled his jaw with the muzzle of his gun.

"I've long been aware of your Eagle Country's behavior. Give some money, give some equipment, and provoke regional disputes. And then do a proxy war or something. You've all played this game badly, think I don't understand!" Levinke took the golden sand eagle and gestured at the side of McRae's head, as if he were going to collapse him at any moment.

"I know what you do. The Magneto Juggernaut has risen to prominence in South America, and he is at odds with you. I've heard that he has taken down the avocado plantations controlled by your Eagle Nation Enterprises and destroyed the human testing sites of your medical enterprises. Grabbed your company's mines and so on, right? You want to destroy it, but you don't want to do it yourself. That's why we've been stirring up a wedge between us and the Magnetics Master. ”

"Recently, the friction between the people below me and the Wanci Juggernaut is all caused by you!"

McRae didn't say a word, and looked at Levinke with dead fish-like eyes: "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"Hah! I warn you, pimp. Go back and tell your boss that if you want us to go to war with the Magneto Juggernaut, these things are necessary!......"

Levink gestured with a golden sand eagle on McRae's head and made a "bump" sound with a ventriloquist.

"I'm going to ruin your business in South America. With that, Levinke and his men disappeared into the rainforests of South America in their Humvee.

And in this camp in the South American rainforest, McRae stepped out of his white tent and watched Levenke disappear into the jungle, and he took out his WeChat phone.

"Hey, boss. Well, Levinke is not very obedient. He wants us to pay for his military expenses and threatens us as well. I propose to get rid of him and replace him with someone else. Well, well, that's right. The other warlords, big and small, have all been negotiated. As far as Levinke was concerned, several big warlords did not quite agree. ”

"Okay, waiting for your good news. McRae still held a pair of dead fish eyes and watched in the direction in which Levenck had disappeared.

Saint-Lukes, the second largest city in Bolivia. It was also Levinke's lair, and it took him a lot of time to occupy it.

It was not easy for Levink to get out of his twenty-square-meter bed and twelve beauties. But as a leader, he can only sleep until noon at most, after all, he still has to do some business in the afternoon.

Wearing his own leather jacket and camouflage pants, he showed off his toned pecs and abs, and showed his charming golden smile in front of the mirror. Levinke found himself extremely attractive.

"Because I'm a strong man!" Levinke cheered himself in the mirror as the space in front of him began to distort from the hot heat.

"I am the god of fire!"

"No, you're not. An unfamiliar voice appeared in Levinke's luxurious villa, and he jerked his head to see twelve men dressed in black and wearing masks in his bedroom. And their beauties are already lying on the bed and not breathing.

"Damn!" a monstrous heat wave erupted from Levenke's body in an instant, and the 4,000-degree heat wave instantly ignited everything in the room and then vaporized or carbonized in an instant.

But in front of the twelve men in black, the heat wave was difficult to advance. The men in black raised their hands to Levinke, who only felt that he was being supported by a majestic force.

Thousands of tons or even tens of thousands of tons of pulling force are pulling their internal organs and limb joints.

"Ahh

Levinke's luxury villa has completely burned out because of his heatwave. Outside the roaring villa, a middle-aged man with dark skin stood outside and waited.

A man in black stepped out of the flames of the villa, handed a gold-made Desert Eagle pistol to the middle-aged man, and said, "From now on, you are the boss here." We'll get you in a good seat. I hope you don't be as ignorant of current affairs as your eldest brother. ”

The middle-aged man took the golden sand eagle and knelt down on one knee in front of the man in black to swear allegiance: "I will never disobey all the instructions from above." ”

The man in black nodded: "That's good." Then tomorrow the supplies will be delivered. Train well and be ready to attack the Magnetics Domination Human Innovation Alliance!"