Far away in a room in the Free Country.

More than a dozen councillors here met again.

After knowing that the big merchant country "occupied" the ancient African savannah, all the parliamentarians felt as uncomfortable as eating dog shit, but they did not dare to act rashly.

They sent reconnaissance aircraft to investigate the situation.

Detection planes with high technology and "stealth" capabilities that evade radar detection flew out of the sky over the Free Country.

Head to the ancient African savannah!

Until you reach the ancient African savannah.

At this time, more than ten days have passed since Chen Yun annihilated the Free Nation troops.

A black reconnaissance plane was quietly sailing at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

It doesn't fly particularly fast.

Because this reconnaissance plane was flying while filming the situation on the ground, and clearly transmitting all these situations to the screen in front of it.

The pilot of the reconnaissance plane, a bearded man in his forties, hummed a little song while looking at the screen.

His purpose was simply to go to a certain location and detect if there were any troops stationed nearby.

It's an easy task.

He even had time to take out his private collection of candy, open it leisurely, and then put it in his mouth and chew it slowly.

The entire ground below, except for the animals in twos and threes, and a few dead trees, didn't seem to have much to look at.

He flew around for a while.

Is there really an army stationed here?

This doubt arose in my mind.

It feels like he's having fun.

But the next moment, he saw a flock of vultures slowly flying from below.

There were dozens of them, and they looked quite disciplined and neat.

"Well, how can you still meet vultures here?"

The soldier said to himself that he had received professional training courses and did not only know how to fly a drone.

He also knows the flight altitude of all birds.

It stands to reason that the flight altitude of vultures is more than 7,000 meters.

But now

Looking at the size of these vultures in the image, the driver felt that it might be nine thousand meters

"Oh! Farke, Shet!

Those bird experts are shit, what the hell are their academic studies studying?"

He cursed.

A flock of vultures vanished from his monitor.

They still seem to be flying upwards

As soon as this consciousness appeared, the driver was slightly startled, isn't it almost on par with it

I'm supposed to pull it up, right?

He just wanted to do this.

Outcome......

Peng!

As if it had hit something, the entire reconnaissance plane shook violently!

Then the whole cab started flashing red.

"Alarm! Alarm! Hit by an unknown object at the wing......"

Alert ...... Alert ......"

"Oh! Fake!" The pilot's heart was beating violently, and he saw that there was an extra vulture on the fuselage in front of him, and it crashed straight in front of its reconnaissance fuselage!

All eyes were occupied by the bloody vulture's body.

The whole reconnaissance plane is still shaking.

He was out of control.

Feeling that the whole reconnaissance plane began to fall, the pilot was desperate.

This kind of reconnaissance machine does not support him at all in any possibility of escape.

He picks up the last communication.

"Hey, this is the reconnaissance headquarters, reconnaissance plane No. 3, what's the matter?"

"Fack!" a spell sounded from the other side.

"Fack, you...... Investigator No. 3, please use civilized language. ”

"Fack, I'm crashing, Fack, I'm dying!"

The voice on the other side seemed excited.

"Calm down, Detective No. 3, please calm down!

"Oh! Fack! I can't calm down!

Do you know how I died?

I died at the hands of those damn bird experts!

Those fools! actually said that the vultures flew at an altitude of only seven thousand meters

I'll tell you that they fly at an altitude of 10,000 meters!

Fack!"

There was a puzzling word from the other side.

"Okay! Okay! We got it! It turns out that vultures can fly 10,000 meters, and then what?

Scout 3, what the hell did you encounter?"

"Fack, you idiot! Isn't that obvious?

Vultures! 10,000 meters!

Oh no!"

The last voice came from the other side.

Immediately after, there was a loud bang.

The sizzling electromagnetic sound kept ringing in the command room.

The other operators looked at each other.

Dude, did you crash?

Why not make it clear?

The operators had no choice but to notify the higher-ups.

......

And in the ancient African savannah sky.

A relatively average vulture, at least twice the size of the big guy, looked at the fallen reconnaissance plane and let out an excited chirp.

Just now, the first time they found the other party, their smart head thought of the target that the "mother" had shown them before, given and had to attack.

It's a little different, but it's supposed to be the same, right?

The same breathless, cold ......

This allows the vultures to command their team to raise the altitude and then launch a suicide attack!

Ordinary vultures naturally can't fly to an altitude of 10,000 meters, but the vulture group led by spirit beasts, although they have only been together for a short period of ten days.

But it still brings some physical reinforcement to the group.

The slightly strengthened vultures are at a height of about 10,000 meters.

This is the scene in front of me.

Although a few brothers died, as long as they could take out the enemy, it was all worth it!

This is the teaching of the "mother"!

Spirit beast vultures feel that everything is worth it.

It screamed happily for a moment, then flapped its wings and lowered its altitude slightly, and continued to patrol the territory!

As long as there are enemies!

Then it will continue to attack!

It wants the praise of the "mother", as well as the affirmation!

The investigation of the Free Nation continues.

But without exception, in the next two weeks, several more reconnaissance planes crashed.

The result is some crazy talk.

What wild geese fly at an altitude of 15,000 meters!

What eagles flock and fly at an altitude of 17,000 meters!

It's a cheating daddy!

Thought we wouldn't be able to check Gugo

It's just too deceitful!

The most brain-dead thing is that these guys are obviously highly trained drivers, and they have accidents one after another!

It's just a bunch of scum!

When they reported this to the upper echelons, those upper echelons were extremely solemn one by one, and they did not curse anyone.

Incredible!

That's probably why they're at the top

Joy and anger are invisible, and everything is held by itself, thinking by itself

These operators who don't know the truth have a lot of brains.

But these high-level people know the truth.

Now when I hear that the vulture is flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the wild goose is 15,000 meters, and the eagle is 17,800 meters, I only feel my head swell.

This Nima, things are getting worse and worse!

Tell the councillors!

And after the parliamentarians received this message, they were also very angry.

The desire of the reconnaissance aircraft to detect was disappointed!

Six or seven treasures worth hundreds of millions of dollars were lost, and no results could be found.

Could it be that the armies of the Great Shang Kingdom have all gone underground?

How long did they learn about the mutant monsters before we did?

And then how many troops were placed there

These free state legislators are angry.

I had no choice but to issue a news message warning the Great Shang States not to station troops in the ancient African savannah and the territory of other countries.

But in this regard, the officials of the Great Shang Country are confused, and the people of the Free Country are so nervous

Where did we plant troops in the ancient African savannah?

They don't know anything about it.

Thinking that the free country was going to do something, they denied it again and again.

But it was at this point that the free countries attacked the big merchant countries.

The officials of the two countries almost fought on the international diplomatic stage!

But the big merchant country still does not recognize it.

Free State congressmen have no choice but to think of other options.

Anyway, we're going to get you guys out!

Since aerial scouting won't work, let's use other methods!

Ancient African savannah, free territory!

It's time to send out our trump card - freelancers!

This hidden army has three major spirits: not afraid of death, daring to die, wanting to die early, and wanting to die early.

They can definitely give justice and truth to the world!

......

In the ancient African savannah, by the time the trump card of the Free State, the freelance journalist, arrived, nearly two weeks had passed.

Escorted by open-top pickup trucks, several freelance journalists with press cards and cameras have arrived.

Their cameras are set up in the pickup truck, filming and driving.

Be sure to transmit the first-hand information back to China in its entirety for all audiences to see!

The pickup truck drove safely, and they saw a lot of animals in the ancient African savannah.

Most of these animals fled when they saw them.

But it didn't take long.

They had some unexpected situations.

It was a couple of skinny men with dark skin and only pants.

Several men carried wooden shields, several with wooden spears.

Approaching a lion!

It seems that he is going to hunt this male lion.

When the Free State reporter saw this scene, he was immediately surprised:

"Hey, what are these guys doing? Why are you attacking lions, they're committing a crime!"

This is a young journalist with a heart full of justice.

"Don't be nervous, man, that's the horse racer, the king of the ancient African savannah.

They're having a coming-of-age ceremony!"

A knowledgeable "helper" who had been inserted by the Free Nation's army explained.

"Horse racer coming-of-age ceremony

Shet, it's horrible! Are they barbarians, why do they do such things that hurt animals?

Cute animals are part of the world! Hurt them and hurt the world!

That's not right!"

Some of the young freelancers can't.

“......”

The helper frowned, cursing in his heart.

Isn't that right, it has nothing to do with you?

Don't forget your mission!

You are a reporter who is here to investigate the truth about the garrison of the Great Shang Kingdom!

"Man, that's their custom, let's leave it alone, don't forget our great mission!" the facilitator couldn't help but remind.

"Shet, my justice cannot be left to their own devices!" the young reporter said righteously.

Thank you for the [residue] reward. I don't know where this big brother saw and actually gave me a reward