For the Panu Islands, which are close to the equator, there is no clear difference between winter and summer.

The sea breeze blowing from the South Pacific carried the unique saltiness of the sea, swaying the green palm fronds and the lonely wolf smoke

War.

No one would have imagined that this small and independent country would be overshadowed by war.

Exactly which side fired the first shot, no one remembers.

The Civil Liberties Party quickly armed a 500-strong rebel army with funds from "unknown forces" and conventional weapons purchased from American arms dealers.

The plan was that they had planned to launch an uprising at the end of March. The troops split into two directions, one attacking Johnny's villa and the other capturing the presidential palace in order to end President Edward's corrupt rule and support the new regime.

However, it turned out that they were still naïve.

The uprising did not go well from the very beginning. Despite the generous aid funds and the extreme disappointment of the people with the Panu authorities, the Civil Liberties Party has gathered a like-minded team in a short period of time. However, due to various reasons such as the large number of people and the chaotic management within the organization, the Panu authorities seem to have received the news in advance. Almost as soon as the uprising broke out, the barracks reacted quickly.

The riots began in Koro, the capital of the Panu Islands, with masks emblazoned with the new state-owned enterprises on their faces, and rebel soldiers wearing urban camouflage holding M4A1s engaged in fierce battles on the outskirts of government forces in uniforms.

Then they were beaten and retreated by the government army.

Such an outcome was completely unexpected by the top brass of the Civil Liberties Party.

They had expected that when the guns rang out, the government troops would defect and join them. Surrender to the banner of justice.

However, they clearly miscalculated.

The government army slashed their heads and faces with a shuttle of bullets, and the chess players carrying the new national flag immediately splashed blood on the streets. Then the armored car rushed into the street.50 caliber heavy machine guns were pointed at the insurgents, and there was a "rush" of cement blocks and severed limbs flying everywhere.

Although the government army has only 100 people. However, all of them are professional soldiers, and even if they use the same American-style equipment, the combat quality of both sides is not at the same level at all. Not to mention that in addition to small arms, the government army has armored vehicles, as well as tanks!

It was nothing short of a massacre.

Far from emboldening the insurgents, the emblem of the new flag became a sign of the distinction between the government and the enemy. The frontal offensive strategy was wrong from the start, and although the Civil Liberties Party's ideas were deeply rooted in the hearts and minds of every Panu people, they still overestimated their influence and fighting power. In modern warfare, numbers are not the decisive factor in victory.

Blood flowed from the gates of the presidential palace to the north shore of Koro Island. The insurgents who attacked the presidential palace were beaten and retreated, and the smart people ripped off their masks with the new flag on their faces and fled as civilians, while the slow ones were crushed out of the suburbs by the fire, and forced to jump off the cliff at the northern tip of Koro Island.

The scarlet blood more or less calmed down the impassioned youths. Although ideals are important, life is equally precious, and in the face of invincible opponents, they really can't raise the mood of life resistance.

As for the battlefield on the other side, the group that attacked Johnny's villa was also hit hard

Sparks flickered. Metal shells peel off.

A large white man in body armor leans against the wall, maintaining a professional crouching position, holding an SCAR assault rifle in his hand to precisely clear the mob across the street.

"Headshot, fifth. The corner of his mouth grinned as he held the cigarette butt. Aubrey adjusted the muzzle of the gun and continued to pull the trigger, "Now it's the sixth you lose." ”

“shit。 The black guy leaning against the other window scolded. Was distressed about the $200 he lost.

The mob with M-series rifles is not much different in combat from monkeys with burning sticks. Never received military training. They can't even cover the crossfire with the cover around them.

"How's it going out there?" Johnny walked behind the two and cautiously glanced out the window.

He used to think he was brave. Once, for half a pound of hemp, he even pulled out a pistol and fought with another gang on the streets of Los Angeles. However, this kind of bravery didn't seem to be very useful on the battlefield, and looking at the flying cement chips, he felt so frightened for the first time.

Aubrey spat out the cigarette butt in the corner of his mouth and grinned, "Don't worry, boss." Even if they come with a hundred more, they will only be targeted. ”

As he spoke, the heavy machine gun on the roof erupted into the fire snake, nailing to the ground a dozen or so insurgents who tried to climb into the villa from the side.

"It's like this. Aubrey gave a thumbs up, pointed to another window beside him, and said to Johnny in a relaxed tone.

They are mercenaries from Australia, who served in the Australian special forces before they were discharged, and now they are paid a high salary of $5,000 a month to protect the safety of the American tycoon.

Relieved, Johnny continued to sit back on the couch, but quickly got back to his feet.

On the table was a bottle of yellow kangaroo wine from Australia, and although the cap was removed, he was restless and did not drink a single drink.

"Boss, maybe you need to relax. The black guy with the rifle smiled comfortingly, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

It was too easy for them to deal with this mob.

"Shit, of course I do. As he sat back on the couch, Johnny grabbed the glass, reached for the bottle, and poured it himself.

However, because of the trembling of his arm, the scarlet liquid was poured on his hand.

"What a waste. The black guy reluctantly looked away from the bottle and returned his attention to the sights of the assault rifle.

"Don't interrupt, keep an eye on your position. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The mercenaries didn't understand why the boss was so frightened, and the mob had no deterrent effect at all, although at first they launched a massive charge towards the villa. But it was soon silenced by the heavy machine guns on the roof.

After a while, I am afraid that the support of the government army should also come. Anyway, he Johnny is also a star entrepreneur in the Panu Islands. The money that Edward took from him was more than 10 million dollars, to say the least.

However, only Johnny himself knew that none of the money was his own. It was given by a man named Roberts.

At first, he didn't feel the slightest inappropriate for this, and he calmly took the bundle of dollars and did business, bribes, and misconduct under Roberts's instructions. As Johnny International's business grew bigger and bigger, he monopolized almost the entire economy of the Panu Islands.

At this point, Roberts's instructions were somewhat audible to him, or at least he thought so. To put it mildly, there is no lending relationship between them, and now Johnny International can continue to operate normally and smoothly even without Roberts' funding.

And wait until the development zone contracted by Linhua Group is completed. It is foreseeable that the tourism industry in the Panu Islands will skyrocket, and his Johnny International will also make a lot of money as a result.

However, it wasn't until a phone call two days ago that he woke up from a dream

"In two days, the Civil Liberties will launch an uprising. Roberts spoke to him on the phone that day.

"It's impossible, they're just an underground party with no money and no power. Johnny remembers retorting without hesitation.

"Really? I'm just reminding you that it's up to you to listen or not. ”

With that said, Roberts hung up.

Johnny didn't take it seriously at first, but then he felt a little uneasy. Still, he talked to Edward, saying that he had heard from an employee that the Civil Liberties were plotting an uprising

I didn't expect the uprising to really happen!

The mob was so weak that his bodyguards kept them out of the fence without any casualties. As for the bullet holes in the walls of the villa, it's just a matter of a thousand dollars. That's all he lost

But it wasn't this that frightened Johnny, it was all under the control of the man named Roberts.

How did he know there was going to be a riot? Isn't that guy in Los Angeles? Damn.

Confusion and horror haunted his mind. He ignored the bright red wine on his trousers, held the glass and tilted his head to take a sip.

Blood-colored liquor slid down the corners of his mouth. Along the neck, over the collar.

"Hah!"

With a jerk of his hand. He slammed the glass against the wall.

"shit!shit!shit-!" yelled as Johnny got up from the leather couch and walked in the direction of the stairs, taking his steps downstairs.

"What's wrong with him, boss?" the black guy scolded as he glanced at the top of the stairs.

"Battlefield anxiety? I remember a little bit of a new recruit going to the battlefield for the first time. The bodyguard who hadn't said anything whispered.

Aubrey didn't speak, his gaze still locked on 500 meters away, the holoscope's crosshair locked on behind a mob staggering away.

The man had lost his weapon, but Aubrey had no intention of sparing him.

"The thirteenth. As he buckled the plate, Aubrey said with a sinister smile.

Walking down the stairs, Johnny made a beeline for the basement of the villa.

There are four women who are only dressed in films. They have different skin colors and identities. Three of them were locals, and one was a blonde female journalist from New Zealand who had only been in for less than a week.

They wore blindfolds and masks and were kept in cages. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the dying body struggled and writhed, accompanied by a pleading whimper and the "whoosh" of chains.

Wheezing, Johnny unbuckled the belt from his pants, he just wanted to vent all his anxiety into his hormones.

"Shit, little cousins"

The phone rings suddenly, startling a hyperactive Johnny.

Touching out the phone, he just wanted to slam the phone against the wall, but saw the caller on the screen.

【Roberts】

His fingers began to tremble, and he instinctively wanted to hang up the call.

But after struggling for a moment, he swallowed and slowly pressed the connect button.

"Hello?"

"Did you answer the phone? I thought you'd hang up. Roberts teased.

"Shit, say what you want to say. Johnny had no trace of what he had been doing when he first came to the Panu Islands, and he scolded Roberts in a foul temper when he was in a low voice.

"You drank?"

“”

"Irish living in a barrel. Roberts scoffed, cleared his throat, and continued, "Seriously." If you want to live, do what I say now. There is a small boat on the north shore of Koro, and it will take you to Western Australia, where you will spend a rich and uneventful life. ”

In the middle of the night, there was no response on the other end of the phone.

Roberts was stunned and looked away.

I don't know when the phone has hung up.

"It's a bad pen. ”

Shaking his head with a smile, Roberts didn't care about the guy anymore, held the phone and called Jiang Chen. (To be continued.) )