Chapter 15: The Werewolves of South Africa
World War III, known to later generations as the War of the Gods, was more intense than any other war in human history, but due to the ban of the Lord, the territory of the countries participating in the war did not change much (except for the 24 provinces). Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Not only that, but war between countries was absolutely forbidden for hundreds of years after that, which was directly supervised by the Dark Alliance, and it was an iron law in this world.
But the greatness of human beings lies in the fact that no matter how great the inhibition is, they can fight as if nothing happened. Although wars between countries are banned, the Dark Alliance will never intervene in the country's internal strife, the government is not strong, and there are still many countries with many tribes, South Africa is one of them.
South Africa, which produces diamonds, luibose tea and rapists, has one of the highest crime rates and the largest gap between rich and poor in the world, as it has been since the early 2000s.
All in all, it's a pretty unpeaceful place. And Gu Feng's task is to be the escort of the Dark Alliance's delivery of relief materials, and it's not complicated, is it?
If there is no such thing.
One of South Africa's biggest diamond tycoons, Rutlezi, has been doing business very hard lately, and the gap between the rich and the poor in such a chaotic country is bound to be very large, but it doesn't matter, it is precisely because of such a chaotic country that many evil forces have been able to appear in the open, and senior government officials have also cooperated.
But in such an era, it is no fairy tale for an ugly duckling to suddenly become a swan. There was a self-proclaimed revolutionary with extreme hatred of the rich who somehow learned a powerful martial art, and one person destroyed thirteen open and underground trading places under the banner of Rutlezi overnight, and distributed the money obtained to the people, and for a time there was no difference in the limelight, and a large number of people from the slums joined his banner, gathering into a force that could not be ignored, and these people bought a large number of arms from unknown sources, and seemed to have made a big move.
This kind of thing is unreliable for the government of the country, and it is okay to open the back door in normal times, but at this time, it disappears without a trace like a monkey that has seen blood, and it cannot directly ask the Dark Alliance for help, and those guys raised by themselves are also unreliable.
But fortunately, there is a group of people called mercenaries in this world, who do not belong to the Dark Alliance, who are loners and strong, and do everything for money, as long as they don't do anything too out of the ordinary, even the Dark Alliance doesn't care too much.
In fact, there are many mercenaries formed by retired soldiers of the Dark Alliance.
Rutlezi, who was very desperate for his life, directly found the mercenary named the Blood Moon Knights, who had been in the limelight recently, but the other party only sent someone over.
Wearing a yukata that was more shiny than Tang Seng's brocade robe, Rutlezi walked nervously around the king's bedroom, looking at the man who seemed to be only in his twenties, Rutlezi was really relieved.
Wolf sat in his master's seat with his legs crossed, his headphones playing his favorite heavy metal music, ignoring the Boring Lutrezi who had invited him, and ignoring the information on the revolutionary whom Lutreez had spent a lot of money on the table.
Feeling Rutletzi's distrustful gaze, Wolf plucked his ears and said, "Don't worry, that level of miscellaneous things can be easily solved without any effort at all." ā
"Of course, this self-proclaimed revolutionary has also entangled a group of poor people in the slums, and recently purchased a batch of munitions, are you ......?"
Before Rutlezi could finish speaking, Wolf suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the lazy voice came from behind him: "Wordy hillbilly, I really shouldn't have taken on such a task for the price, those guys are too slow, they don't have any courage at all, so I'll work hard to destroy them." ā
Looking at the tall back of Wolf standing on the windowsill, Rutletzi suddenly felt that the true face of this young man might be a real beast.
At this time, our protagonist Gu Feng finally arrives in the slum designated for aid rations, and is distributing food to the people there.
As the saying goes, what is the people from the poor mountains and bad waters, in short, in this era of general people's strong customs, even if the distribution of supplies must be supervised by people with considerable strength, even if they are already hungry and dying, they must queue up to receive them.
Sometimes cruelty is for greater mercy, and if people are allowed to rob it, it will definitely be a greater tragedy, so this world needs a system, and it needs laws that must be obeyed by the strong and ordinary people who can destroy the world with a raise of their hands, so that this world will not regress into the law of the jungle, that is, the kind of world where power is respected and human life is as cheap as grass that many people like to describe before the Third World War, but a world that has both super individual combat power and overall strength.
Towards the end, Gu Feng suddenly grabbed a half-grown child who had come to receive the relief items, and said in a cold tone, "Each person can only receive one." ā
There was no innocence in the eyes on the child's dirty face, some were just the same ruthlessness and hatred when the wolf cub snatched the food, but just looking at the face, he was indeed a very beautiful child, and he actually pulled out a knife and stabbed directly at Gu Feng.
Gu Feng waved his hand to separate the knife, but a cloud of smoke suddenly burst out of the child's sleeve to block Gu Feng's vision.
The ancient wind blew away the smoke, and I saw that the little ghost had fled to the corridor a hundred meters away.
"Very skilled," Gu Feng shook his head, not that Gu Feng didn't have a trace of sympathy for what happened to these people, but Gu Feng and that little ghost were thousands of times more guilty when they were the same age as him, so there was nothing to say.
Anyway, the goods were almost finished, so Gu Feng swayed and chased after the little ghost.
The revolutionary, formerly known as Ackerman, was born in the slums and grew up eating hundreds of meals. Since childhood, he has lived a life of crime. Of course, this is the norm among children of the same age and born as him.
The difference is that his hidden ambition and the princely general Xiangning have a kind of courage, and when he grows up, he understands that if he continues to stay in this country, his life may be over, so he decides to go to a place that he decided to go to a long time ago, the center of this world, the place where the strong gather - China
Since I was a child, I have heard about that legendary country, and I have worked hard to do everything, whether it is desperately saving money in that environment or learning Chinese day and night, all in order to be able to go to China and learn the true meaning of power.
Ackerman, who had just arrived, couldn't help but be a little disappointed, in his impression that as the hometown of that adult, the birthplace of the Dark Alliance, and the place guarded by the strongest dragon group, not to mention the muscular brothers everywhere like the Beidou God Fist, at least from time to time he could see some masters making moves.
But what did he see, education, medical care, employment, pension, food safety, and energy problems were all solved, everyone was rich and well-off, and there was a scene of great rule in the world everywhere (note: this is the future world). The highest level of battle that can be seen is the battle for territory between the two little kinges.
At first, Ackerman was also very puzzled, and after seeing this scene, his awe of China became relaxed, and the slum was that hooligan spirit returned, and he collided with an extremely rich Ojisan who was looking at the toilet, and then tragedy happened.
To this day, Ackerman still remembers how he was slapped like a ball by a fat aunt for a long time and then thrown into the river.
After that, he understood that this country makes many foreign evil people gnash their teeth, the stronger the more low-key, and at every turn like to live in seclusion among ordinary people, in the eyes of the Chinese, this is the so-called strong demeanor. The risk of being a bad guy is greater than playing Minesweeper in advanced mode, and every now and then you will encounter a retired general-level Dark Alliance soldier.
Ackerman, who has been deflated several times, finally learned to be obedient, and after the last "transformation" from the bureau, he was a low-key person, looking for opportunities to practice while working.
Fortunately, although some countries were embarrassed by the good law and order in China, at that time strict laws, super law enforcement agencies and a long history of chivalry were given, but the strong people were everywhere This is still the same, and everyone has it.
Ackerman was soon mentored by a master and not only succeeded in awakening, but also learned a powerful martial art.
Not only that, but while studying martial arts, Ackerman is also studying the history of the strongest country in the world today, and he wants to bring back to his hometown what he has learned here, and he vows to change everything in his hometown.
His main research is not the origin and development of the Dark Alliance, there have been too many discussions in this generation, and an average of one book on the Dark Alliance and the Lord is published every ten minutes, and Black Studies has existed in the world for a long time as a mainstream school.
His main direction is the story of the previous era.
In Ackerman's view, China in the last era grew up in the midst of war and in the midst of a hundred wastes, which is very similar to his own country, and that adult was born in that era, how can it be simple.
Who knows that it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, after burying his head in history, Ackerman's face was enlightened, and a red light was faintly revealed on his body. True, a staunch Marxist, a qualified communist fighter was born.
After returning from **** asking for immortals, Ackerman abandoned his name and changed his name to Revolutionary. Use the martial arts you have learned to do chivalrous righteousness everywhere and help the needy; Use what you have learned to spread faith and build organizations. Starting from the slums, take the path of encircling the cities from the countryside and seizing power by force.
In this generation, as long as you add the words "produced in China", it must be high-end and high-grade, and it can win quite a lot of Huafen, ah no, young people join. The specific situation is the same as 700 years ago, when the United States was still the world hegemon, the mentality of some Chinese.
And now, his organization has begun to take shape, and he is ambitious to capture the villa of the wealthy Lutreez, firstly, to build momentum, and secondly, to prepare funds.
At this moment, he was gathering his most elite troops to mobilize in an open field.
Not far from the clearing, a small figure was rushing, and if you looked closely, you would see that there was another figure as light as a swallow chasing after it.
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