Sidagar quickly evacuated, tracking a lone Sam Country Marine was not his purpose, seeing that the sky was about to get dark, today was too wretched, first his 'Advancer' was killed by a civilian aircraft, and then even a lone Sam Country Marine could not be caught, if he would be called the king of the African savannah, then this title would simply become a shame on himself!

The rear team changed to the front team, Sidagar counted the number of people, and marched quickly with the remnants of the 'Advancer', he must get to the city of Tailil before dark, only when he gets there will he feel a little safe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoEverything is terrible now, and this deal is a little weird no matter how you look at it, how can the people of the Sam Country Marines appear here, it shouldn't be at all! Even if the old Botswana-Hussein is an out-and-out Sam Country believer, but less than 48 hours after the incident, Sam Country will send troops, this is unreasonable.

Even if it were to send troops, Sam would have found a suitable reason instead of quietly and without any announcement to enter the Kalahadi as it is now, which is completely inconsistent with international treaties. Because he received a phone call from Kakashiri reporting that he had encountered the regular army of Sam Country, not those hired ragtags.

As the sun sets, a long shadow is drawn on the grassland, and a dark grass house and simple and low tribe can already be seen in front of it. Smoke had risen from the tribe, and it was time for dinner. Sidagar ordered the soldiers to speed up again, and after a day of running, tired and hungry, it was time to ask these rebel clans for a little interest.

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James lay on his stomach in the pit for a long time, waiting until it was dark at night before getting up, it was a strange pit, but the pit was surrounded by hard-looking rocks. Turning on the lighting flashlight at the end of the dagger, James carefully examined the pit wall in front of him.

Suddenly, something shiny flickered in front of him, golden yellow, and reflected an absolutely beautiful light! James hurriedly picked at it with the tip of his military dagger, and the bright spot on the hard stone was actually picked in his hand!

"Oh, my God, this is gold ore!" Completely ignoring the pain all over his body, and even covered in dust, James excitedly probed around the rock again, this is a typical strata structure, and has a lot of sand, but James, who does not understand any ore specimens, knows, even if he doesn't understand, the stone here contains gold.

Crawling out of the pit excitedly, James even felt that his whole body was full of strength now, and the downcast appearance of being chased just now as if he had lost his family was completely gone. He needs to hurry up and bring the good news back and tell the Pope! As for the mission, forget it, let's report this matter first, he and the Pope are not very right, it is not so easy to kill their chiefs and elders at random to infiltrate the rebel clans' stations.

If nothing else, it's hard to hide just your Caucasian identity, and the only way is to sneak attack. But a sneak attack must also be carried out while healthy, not to mention that his arm is injured now.

James ran back in the moonlight, and from memory he wanted to find where he had been, because he had hidden a high-powered motorcycle in the grass there, and if he found his motorcycle, he could rush back quickly. But the more I walked, the more wrong I found, and in the faint moonlight, it was obvious that a row of lights in front of me was flickering. It was an extremely faint light, not the light that came from the light.

Carefully holding his feet, James stood still and looked around. It was a village-like settlement, or a village. No, how can there be a village here, if there is one, it must be a clan tribe. With his excellent scouting skills, James decided to go up and see what was going on. The tribe in front of him who rebelled against the clan was very small, and it looked like a few hundred people. Approaching, cautiously sneaking into the front of one of the largest thatched huts, through the faint light emitted by the oil lamps inside, you can clearly see a dozen guys sitting in the room who are discussing something.

At the door, there were two mercenaries standing in the handle, and even their eyes extended, until the distance, James was not only startled, but also beside the thatched hut in the distance, there were also heavily armed people patrolling from time to time. Fortunately, the direction he chose to enter was the safest direction for the rebel clan, because from behind it looked like a large road, which led into the distance, and there were traces of heavy ruts in armored vehicles.

Suddenly, there was a cry for mercy from inside the room, and in the room, a guy with a face as cold as iron, with a pair of eyes like sharp steel knives, stared straight at an inch-headed boy in front of him. His cold face was as sharp as a knife and axe, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

And behind him, all of them were tall men, these men stood behind this guy like a javelin, their solid arms and bulging muscles looked so powerful, and these people's eyes were undoubtedly staring at a person tightly, like a cheetah ready to attack at any time, as long as the master gave an order, he would immediately tear the guy who begged for mercy to pieces.

Sitting across from the man with the knife and axe was an old man dressed in a black robe, who was extremely weak and wrapped around his head in a typical white turban, and did not look like an African native, but faintly dressed as an Arab.

"I don't want to see you perform, Mr. Sidagar, because I feel like you're lying to me. We gave you so much Sobi, but you didn't fire a shot, and you turned around and told me that you had destroyed a battleship and that you had been attacked by Sam's Marines!

Do you think it's a thousand and one nights, Mr. Sidagar? I don't want to hear you tell a story, Mr. Siddagar. I trusted you to come here, and I moved the elders, I moved the high priest. I, Akako, have blown you into the sky, and will you repay us like this?

And remember, Mr. Sidagar, that we are your employers, though you are more terrible than our entire rebel clan. But I'm not afraid, because this is our home anyway, and you have been invited back by us, and you must know that if you cannot win for us, it will not only be your reputation as a mercenary, but also as your mercenaries!"