"Jerry, do you want it?"

Kelvin's eyes were fixed on the pocket of Jerry's camouflage uniform, believing that if Jerry pressed the detonator, even if that person could dodge the bullets, he would only end up with no bones, and the chemical effect of hundreds of kilograms of TNT in the ground was as powerful as a small nuclear bomb.

"Wait a little longer."

Jerry shook his head, turned his face to look at Miao Zilong, who had not spoken, and said, "Miao, don't you still have a backhand?" They're ready to go! ”

It has not been two years since the United States encountered the "911" incident, which is an era of global anti-terrorism, and Jerry does not want to use those explosives unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise these people will have to live in a hole like rats for the rest of their lives.

"Jerry, that's not what I want!"

Miao Zilong, who was sitting on the side, had a blue face, Ye Tian's performance in the video just now gave him a creepy feeling, and Miao Zilong even began to wonder if he had done something wrong with Ye Tian's sniping this time?

At the same time, Jerry's performance also made Miao Zilong very angry, he spent tens of millions of dollars to hire the Black Widow mercenary group, and he wanted Ye Tian's head, not Ye Tian who was sitting here watching the video.

"Miao, don't get excited, I know you hired Congolese soldiers, now you can let them go!"

Jerry smiled faintly and said, "I can promise you that if those soldiers can't kill him, I will personally send him to hell, you have to believe the guarantee of the Black Widow Mercenary Group!" ”

"Well, Jerry, I trust you!"

Miao Zilong stared at Jerry for a while, reached out and took out a walkie-talkie, adjusted the frequency, and said: "Colonel Nbangeda, it's time for you to go out, kill that damn guy, and I'll give you an extra helicopter!" ”

The matter has come to this, Miao Zilong can only go hard. Fortunately, he and Song Xiaolong have already bought tickets to leave South Africa, no matter what the gaffe in South Africa develops, he will stay away from this circle of right and wrong, which can be regarded as a wise self-preservation.

"Miao, thank you for your generosity." The voice over the intercom was hoarse, "I'll make that person's skull into a drinking vessel for you!" ”

"What a barbarian!"

The words on the walkie-talkie made Kelvin and the others frown, only in some tribes in the primeval forests of Africa did they have the habit of using enemy skulls as drinking vessels. But in the eyes of modern civilized people. But it's a thing that is hard for people to understand and accept.

About 10 kilometres from the Joburg Gold Mine, there was originally a small town, but due to the special location of the Joburg Gold Mine. Not on the main thoroughfares, tens of thousands of miners were disbanded with the closure of the Joburg gold mines. The town has also lost its sustenance.

Without the miners, the town's inns would have closed down, and without the miners, the bars and shops would not have been able to sustain itself, and the town eventually became deserted, and it is hard to imagine that just ten years ago it was unusually prosperous.

The South African sun is blazing in July, and the scorching sun shines on the earth, as if the air is distorted.

The deserted town seemed very quiet. Suddenly, a whistle broke the silence of the town, and hundreds of people ghostly emerged from the various buildings of the town and converged on the town's square.

But what is surprising is that most of these hundreds of people are underage black children, and some are not even as high as the guns they carry, and they are standing there lazily. There was no sparkle in his eyes, like the walking dead.

"Let's go, target the Joburg gold mine, wash me in blood!"

It was a tall black man with extremely long arms. The natural sag actually reaches the knees, and it looks like a gorilla from a distance. This person is the barbarian in the hearts of Kelvin and other mercenaries, an armed force of the Congolese rebels.

Since the Congo declared its independence in 1960, it has been a constant war, and it was the American promiscuous Chongbo group that killed the Congolese chief of staff at the time, Lumumba, and supported Kasavubu as president, establishing the Republic of Congo.

However, a few years later, Mobutu, the commander-in-chief of the National Army, staged a coup d'état, overthrew President Kasavubu and exercised presidential power.

Whether it is a government army or an anti-government army, there are some hidden forces behind it, and the strength of the two sides is not much different, so the Congo region is also one of the most dangerous regions in the world.

The perennial war has made almost all Congolese soldiers, just like these people under Colonel Nbangada, including himself, were originally just natives in the forest and highlands, but thirty years of war have made them all murderous soldiers.

"Colonel, the marijuana is gone!"

As soon as Nbangeda's words fell, an incongruous voice suddenly sounded in the ranks, and following the prestige, a boy who looked like bean sprouts, with a hint of childishness on his face, was yawning incessantly.

"yes, no marijuana, no women, Colonel, what are you doing here?" The words of the boy, who was comparable to a gun at a head's height, resonated in the team, and yawning was also contagious, and for a while many people covered their mouths with their hands.

"Damn, don't you know what it means to obey orders?"

Nbangeda's eyes were cold, his right hand was pulled out of his waist like lightning, and without the slightest hesitation, he aimed at the boy who spoke first, and his index finger curled slightly, pulling the trigger.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared in the center of the boy's eyebrows, and his body was thrown backwards, falling heavily on the hot ground.

The sudden gunfire made the originally somewhat tumultuous team instantly quiet, and everyone's faces showed a look of horror, they were afraid that the next bullet would be shot in their heads.

"Bastard, you understand, the blood washed the Joburg gold mines, and the gold and women there will be yours!"

Seeing that this shot shocked those damn child soldiers, Colonel Nbangeda was still very satisfied, in the Congo, force is the first, especially for these child soldiers, they must be killed in fear, in order to more effectively stimulate these people to kill others.

Congolese child soldiers, is also a very unique phenomenon in the world's military history, due to the Congo perennial war, most of the young men have been killed on the battlefield, in order to ensure the supply of soldiers, some warlords have set their sights on children.

These armed warlords sent instructors to arrest the children in the villages, give them guns, take them to burn and loot, and even give these children drugs in order to better control them, so that they cannot get out of this life.

"Kill them, grab the gold, grab the marijuana, grab the women!"

The children had long since been brainwashed and had become insensitive to death, but when they heard the marijuana gold and the woman, there was a hint of frenzy in their eyes, and they all brandished their weapons and shouted, and no one looked at the companion who was shot in the eyebrows.

"Get in the car, no one will be left behind when you meet on the road!"

Nbangeda showed a hideous smile on his face, this is his baby army, and it is also the foundation of his life in the Congo, with these hundreds of people, he can be in the Congo to divide one side and live the life of the so-called Western upper class.

As for the impact of this killing in South Africa, Nbangeda didn't think about it at all, he just killed people and grabbed things, and there was a tall man on top of it when the sky fell, Congo has been fighting for decades, and he has never been afraid of offending people, so it's a big deal that he took these people back to the forest to be indigenous.

Black children with twisted faces climbed onto four or five trucks that had already been prepared, and some even shot into the sky, and the scene was extremely chaotic, and a few minutes later, the cars drove out of the town and headed for the Joburg gold mines.

As one of the must-visit tourist attractions in Johannesburg, there are several more tourist buses at the entrance of the Joburg Gold Mine, but the attraction has limited guests, and nearly half of the people are waiting outside, waiting for the people inside to come out before they can enter.

The hot weather makes tourists a little listless, most of them stay in air-conditioned vehicles, and only a few people who are addicted to smoking will get out of the car and light a cigarette to hide their bodies in the shadow of the vehicle as much as possible.

"Was there a gunshot in there? When will Joburg Gold Mine start a new show again? ”

Under the big tree at the entrance to the Joburg gold mines, four or five guides of different nationalities were chatting, including Mexicans, Americans, and Scots, including Hua Jun, who was born and raised in South Africa and has a very Westernized personality.

The group was discussing the gunshots that had just come from the gold mines, and since the gold mine square often showed some videos of gold mining, there were a lot of explosions, so no one connected the gunshots to reality.

It's no wonder that they are slow to react, although the security in South Africa is very bad, but no one dares to touch the gold mines, even this abandoned gold mine that has been converted into a tourist attraction, there are seven or eight armed guards inside.

Moreover, the Joburg gold mine covers a very large area, and the miners' living area where Ye Tian is located is very remote, and more than ten minutes after the gunshots rang out, those guards haven't even figured out which direction the gunshots rang out.

"It's so hot, why are people coming?" The roar of cars in the distance reached the ears of several tour guides who were chatting in a group for the first time, and four or five green trucks also appeared in their field of vision.

"No, why are those people up there holding guns?" Hua Jun's eyes were sharp, and at a glance he saw the soldiers holding guns in the first car.

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