Wang Yue also got some information about the composition and behavior of mercenaries from other aspects, in general, there are similarities and differences with the ancient dartarts, the same is that they are all for the purpose of protecting the escort, and unlike the ancient dart masters, they only care about money and not reputation, but their actions are more free, and they want to go wherever they want.

"It's a pity that my secret mission was told to me by a very mysterious person." Jack Jones sighed regretfully.

"Secret Mission!" Wang Yue repeated this sentence, but his heart sneered, doing secret missions generally does not end well, this ending is the same whether it is in ancient and modern times, and more importantly, these secret missions are generally related to the ancient royal family and nobles, and things related to the ancient royal family and nobles are generally very dangerous.

Wang Yue didn't want to know the other party's secret, but asked Jack directly, "What should I do next?" ”

"Well, I'm going to ...... What was that? Jack was about to say what he planned when he was interrupted by a voice outside.

Morris's face changed dramatically and he yelled, "This is a helicopter." ”

The others looked up from the window and saw a helicopter coming towards them, and fifteen more cars were chasing after them at some point.

"They are going to kill them all, what should we do Brother Yue?" Kendu was a little flustered, no one was afraid of land battles, but for the helicopter that he couldn't hit, there was no way.

This is an unsolvable situation, if you keep driving forward, you will definitely be caught up by the plane, unless, unless someone can stop the plane, Wang Yue had an idea, he remembered that this time he saw the huge anti-aircraft machine gun along the way, "Ken, go back to the sentry post." ”

"Sentinel? Ah, I see. Ken rushed straight into the alley, then turned and galloped towards the outpost.

Looking in the direction of the rush, Jack Jones hurriedly slammed the roof of the car, "Don't go over, these bastards have people in the city, too." ”

It's just that he said it too late, the pickup truck has already stopped at the sentry post, the soldiers here are holding guns and looking at the people in the car very nervously, Wang Yue lowered the window and said eagerly, "Brothers, someone is looking for trouble with me, help me kill them." ”

Wang Yue said a word, the soldiers at the sentry post were stunned for a moment, and then saw the cars and helicopters chasing behind, and the officer gritted his teeth, "Our benefactor has something to do and needs our help, so what are you doing and driving them away." ”

After receiving the order, the soldiers took action, the machine guns in the vehicles were mounted, and someone opened the tarpaulin and pointed the anti-aircraft machine gun at the sky, "Mr. Wang, you go first, if they dare to come, I will send them to see their mother!" ”

"Ken, let's go back on a detour." The car started slowly, Wang Yue waved his hand, and then took out another 50,000 US knife and threw it to the other party.

In Riverdale Village, Wang Yue, who returned to the village, asked the witch doctor to treat a few wounded people, while he and Morris were sitting in the room, "Your father asked me to teach you some real martial arts. ”

"Huaxia Kung Fu, I've already learned it." I wanted to despise it, but when Ken's punch sounded, he still closed his mouth in amusement.

"What good weapons do you have? Cold weapon! General Wang Yue drank a glass of wine and looked at Morris, this little guy is good, especially the assault rifle is more powerful than Wang Yue, because the three people he hit were all in the chest, and this guy picked up the AK47 and exploded the heads of three people in a row.

Morris took out his treasured dog-legged knife, "This is my battlefield capture, sharpen iron like clay, ah......"

Before Morris finished speaking, this treasure was taken into Wang Yue's hand, and then gently "jumped" and broke it into two, and then closed it again and broke it again, which is made of hard steel.

Morris was angry in his heart, this is his beloved treasure, this is forged in a hundred refined steel, this is ...... No, how could an ordinary person break this kind of hard steel, and only then did he not reach Wang Yue's horror.

Wang Yue said, "A soldier, a warrior, a knight, should have his own weapon, really his own weapon, your one belongs to mechanical forging, although it is sharp but has no soul, so you go to Ken's father and ask him to make a scimitar for you, which is really handmade." ”

Ken, leaning against the door frame, nodded, "Brother, come with me." ”

Wang Yue walked out of the room and saw that the five white mercenaries had finished bandaging and were resting outside.

Seeing it, Wang Yue walked out, "Hi Yue, your medicine is really easy to use, and it will stop the bleeding when you apply it." ”

Wang Yue patted Jack Jones on the shoulder, looking at the other party's grinning appearance, "Have a good rest, wait for a while before you leave, I don't think that group of people will give up." ”

Wang Yue sat down and looked at a few veterans who survived the catastrophe, "What do you want to do next?" ”

"Yue, thank you very much for saving your life, we have discussed and decided to wash our hands and go home to retire, and we have saved a lot of money in recent years!"

Wang Yue nodded, and did not express his opinion on this matter, because he knew that the mercenary world was actually the same as the ranger world, or more cruel, it was very simple to enter, you can become a ranger with a knife and a hat, and a gun and a body of clothes are also mercenaries, but it is very difficult to leave, and in modern society, with convenient transportation and developed communications, it is not easy to quit.

"That's clatter!" Wang Yue said with a smile, for people like them, it is indeed a blessing to be able to quit intact.

A mercenary with relatively minor injuries asked curiously, "Yue, how can you be a yellow race in Africa, in our industry, you yellow people are the race that lacks the most personal survival ability." ”

Wang Yue spread his hands helplessly, "I was thrown down from a merchant ship in the Indian Ocean, and I will make those people pay the price when I go back sooner or later." ”

Wang Yue didn't tell the truth, he didn't want the mysterious organization to know that he was not dead and cause trouble to the people who saved him.

"How is this possible?" Several people were taken aback when they heard this, knowing that there are many things to pay attention to on land, and more attention to ships on sea, and under normal circumstances, the captain of the ship does not allow anyone to forcibly kill passengers, which is an ominous sign.

What's more, this is a modern society and it is a yellow race, so it is impossible to kill it when you say it.

"No one has done anything for money these days, don't make a fuss!" Wang Yue doesn't care, if he doesn't die, then he can only die on the other side.

"Are you from Huaxia? Or people from other Asian countries! A mercenary asked curiously, in fact, this question is also very stupid and boring, looking at Wang Yue's movements and tone, he knows that this must be a Chinese, and the stick and the Japanese will not talk to them Europeans in such a condescending tone.

In Wang Yue, they could feel that there was an inexplicable momentum in him.

Wang Yue took out a card, and several mercenaries showed strange faces on their faces, because this was a local ID card, and what was written on it, Name: Wang Yue, Race: Huaxia, Country: Zimbabwe, Residence, No. 2 Mansion in Hegu Village, Zanya Tribe.

Although many people come here for sightseeing and settling in the city, and Zimbabwe's identity documents are also easy to get, the various tribes and clans in Zimbabwe are not casually entered, and only the chief's signature can officially join the tribes, and the tribal chiefs will not allow any foreigners to join their tribes unless there are special circumstances.

Now it seems that Wang Yue is an exception, and Wang Yue must have some purpose for staying here.

It's just that they all guessed wrong, Wang Yue also wanted to leave here, but he didn't know to go there, because there was no home for him in this world!

"Otherwise, you can go to Sweden with me, how can I change your identity!" Jack is not a fool, Wang Yue has a problem with leaving his identity here, and Wang Yue must be a person with a story, so he is very willing to help him!

Wang Yue shook his head directly, "Forget it, I'm quite comfortable here, and I'm also going to set up a small mercenary group, so it's good here!" ”

Of course Wang Yue would not choose to leave, this is the place where he found the Dingqin Sword, maybe some secrets will emerge!

Jack Jones spread his hands, "If you want to understand, call me at any time, and I will help you get your account done!" ”

Wang Yue nodded, I'll talk about it later, who knows what the situation is.

At this time, Jack Jones suddenly whispered, "Yue, aren't you interested in that secret?" ”

Wang Yue shook his head, "Forget it, this kind of information about secrets brings death, and if you are busy, you may fill in the wedding dress for others, so it is better to eat melons and watch a play on the periphery." ”

Wang Yue's words also woke up a few immortal mercenaries, what Wang Yue said was indeed so, just after a little eyebrows, the deputy captain turned his face, and many old people died in this infighting.

Several people looked at each other, and Jack Jones nodded helplessly, "You're right, we really should give up!" But your village had better watch out for the Black Freedom League, as they will soon be working with the government against you tribes! ”

Wang Yue didn't care, "It's just a small village with nothing, and no one will be interested here." ”

Wang Yue is right, the village of the valley is close to the tributaries of the Zambezi River, but the materials here are not abundant, there are no metal minerals, the population is not large, and the transportation and geographical location are not good, so unless someone deliberately comes here to find trouble, no one will be interested in this poor village.

Not to mention the fact that the government and warlords have teamed up to attack various tribes, so there is even less interest in the small village this month.

"But you, are you thinking about how to leave? Those people may have sealed the border crossing to go abroad! Wang Yue said the most crucial words, this matter is the most important thing for Jack Jones.

Jack Jones thought for a moment, "I'm going to hand over the information I have and leave here with my people, you're right, the secrets of this kind of big man are not so easy to grasp, it's better to sell them to people who think they are capable." ”

No one enlightened them, Jack Jones was likely to continue, but Wang Yue's words touched, if he didn't leave, those people couldn't let him go, not to mention that he really didn't have the capital to fight, and there was no need.

Originally, I was going to retire after this vote, so it was just an early retirement.

Wang Yue nodded, "It's good if you think about it, everyone can be regarded as friends, so I don't want anything to happen to you!" ”

Jack Jones nodded.

Wang Yue left.

A week later, Wang Yue came to Ken's house, and two shirtless men, one pulling bellows, and the other striking iron.

Especially the muscles on these two people are very developed, especially the white man, and with every thrashing, sparks will burst out from the blank on the iron drill.

And in the corner next to them, an old black man with dark skin and an equally strong body was lying comfortably on a chaise longue, "Here you are, this young man is very good, and he is very focused on his work!" ”

The old blacksmith was of course talking about Morris, and Ken was not an ironworker.

Wang Yue took out a bottle of liquor and threw it to the old man, "Everyone who builds weapons for themselves is very focused. ”

The old black man took the flask, and saw that it was Wang Yue's own wine, this kind of liquor is rare, or he has never seen it before, the old blacksmith took a big sip, and the heat of the liquor flowed directly down his throat into the stomach, "Good wine!" ”

Wang Yue looked at the model of the weapon that had been issued, took out the wine jug and took a sip, and then sprayed at the blank!

Whew, the flame ignited the spirit directly, and the blank contaminated with the spirit began to burn.

Wang Yue looked at it, "Old man, this should be about the same!" ”

The black blacksmith carefully put down the flask and walked over, "Then let's get started!" ”

The blacksmith took the blank and began to beat it, and then Wang Yue poured a special potion on the blank, and the liquid carefully entered the metal as it was beaten, giving the metal a strange luster.

The old blacksmith was not annoyed by Wang Yue pouring something on the blank, but seriously hammered the blank, quenched it, and beat it until he formed it.

"Your blood, lad!" The old blacksmith stopped, picked up a sharp dagger and a bowl, and let Maurice bleed.

Morris also did not ink, and even had an excited smile on his face, which was the result of a busy week, Morris slashed his palm with a dagger, and blood flowed out, not only a bowl of blood was full in a minute.

The old blacksmith took the bowl and poured it little by little on the blank, and a miracle happened to Maurice, and his blood did not flow to the ground like any other metal.

This blank may have been the reason for adding the potion that Wang Yue took out, and he actually began to absorb his blood until the last drop.

The whole black blank had absorbed the blood and turned blood-red, and the old blacksmith swung the hammer again with a fierce and rhythmic strike.

Slowly, slowly, a scimitar like a dog's leg appeared, and most importantly, the scimitar turned blood red.

After finishing the final hammer, the old blacksmith wiped his sweat, "I'm old!" ”

Wang Yue patted him on the shoulder, "If you weren't old, you wouldn't have this skill!" ”

The old blacksmith nodded, "Don't worry, I'll craft enough weapons for you before I die." ”

The old blacksmith looked at the blood-colored blank in his hand, "Have you named this weapon?" This is the newest weapon in the world! ”

Wang Yue thought for a while, "Blood Blade, Blood Blade Series." ”

Wang Yue looked at the excited old blacksmith and patted him on the shoulder, "You can put your last name on it." ”

"W-that's true?" The old blacksmith asked excitedly, this is a big deal, as long as one of these weapons survives for a hundred years, then his name will become an epic.

Even the human forger has his name in the rankings.