Northern of Zolia, a tributary of the Habur River!

Although it has a subtropical Mediterranean climate with mild temperatures all year round, it is already mid-October and the weather is starting to get colder.

In addition, it is a dense river forest area, and the temperature is much lower than that in the south.

"Rustling ......"

The sound of footsteps walking through the leaves, accompanied by a burst of fragmentary talk, came along the path in the dense forest.

Soon, a group of more than a dozen people wearing long-sleeved autumn clothes walked out of the dense woods and appeared on the grass by the river.

The leader is in a camouflage uniform and a black woolen trench coat, which is the old D of the "Fangs Mercenary Group"!

After more than two months of secret operations, he has not had a good rest, he looks a lot thinner, and his clothes are a little messy.

However, despite such difficult conditions, Old D still habitually maintained his style, his beard was cleanly shaved, and his hair was not messy at all.

The spirit is very good!

Behind him, of course, are Athena, the Great Bear, the Praying Mantis, and the Ghost, four of their own subordinates.

Their state is similar to that of Lao D, they are also a lot thinner, and their spirits are maintained very well, but in terms of personal image, they are not as particular as Lao D.

Even Athena, the only woman, had messy hair at this time, and she casually tied a braid and hung behind her.

In addition to the original five-person group, they were followed by 10 men between the ages of 20 and 40 who were dressed casually and holding various automatic rifles.

The ten, who came from different backgrounds, were peasant workers, businessmen and students, and even soldiers who had been trained in militarization.

Although the identity and mercenaries are not compatible, they all have one thing in common -

As a result of the war, families were torn apart, forced to join the rebels, or implicated, and as a result, the organization was destroyed by large organizations with backgrounds, and they were naturally wanted by the government.

In the end, he was homeless with his black identity behind his back, and he could only live by hiding, robbing and stealing.

This kind of people can be seen everywhere in today's "tragic" country where the two major powers of the world are competing and countless countries and squads are involved.

For them, the country, honor, morality, have become shit!

Don't talk about giving food, as long as you give him a hope to live, he can help you sell your life and help you charge into battle.

All this is only for the last extravagant hope - to live!

It just so happened that Lao D needed locals to lead the way, and he also needed to complete the Haikou that he boasted in front of the criminal wind, make the "poisonous fangs" bigger and stronger, and make influence.

Driven by these two aspects, as long as Lao D encounters people who were once regarded as garbage in his eyes, but are relatively good in this country, he will find a way to pull into the team.

Coercion and temptation, pit and abduction, Lao D is naturally handy!

Two months is not long, but it is not short, and the results of team expansion are not bad, and the five-person team has become today's fifteen-person team.

When he came to the river, Old D washed his face with the cool river water, wiped off the water droplets and shouted behind him, "Gilvo." ”

"Sir, what do you command?" A man who looked a little old and had a full beard walked out of the rear line when he heard this.

"How far is it from the Gallon Fall?"

"Sir, wait a minute." Guilvo took off his backpack and spread out a map on the ground, his fingers moving along the route until he finally came to a stop.

"Sir, we're here now, 10 kilometers north along this river, there's a road to the east, less than 30 kilometers from Gallon's downset, and at our current pace, it should only take about 1 day, that is, tomorrow night."

As soon as Guilvo finished speaking, the ranks in the rear immediately began to become riotous.

Belong to that kind of excitement and excitement riot!

"Great, Allah Allah mercy, we are finally about to succeed."

"Just catch him, and we'll get rich, haha."

"I'm fed up with these bad days, I want money, I want a lot of money."

"Mom, you wait, I'll have money soon, and I'll take you out of this damn country when the time comes."

Listening to everyone's excited discussions, Gilvo's emotions were also aroused, and he couldn't help but pray: "Sir, you said that as long as you complete the task, you can take our children and relatives abroad, is it true?" ”

"Of course!"

Old D smiled and gave an affirmative reply, then continued: "You want you to follow me and do a good job, all this is not a problem." ”

Drawing a big cake and weaving a beautiful dream is the most common and effective way to seduce.

Everyone is a high-level intelligent being, and you want people to work hard for you, which is easy, but unstable!

If you want people to help you die, you need a little temptation, and "painting a big pie" is undoubtedly an indispensable technique.

As for when the time comes, will you be able to turn the painted pie into a "real pie"......

Lao D firmly believes that as long as he catches this most valuable "celebrity" in the world, the commander-in-chief will definitely be able to help him complete it.

Or even to reach his ambition -

Not being included in the company and reduced to being released into the company, this has always been Lao D's heart disease!

"Thank you, thank you, sir, may Allah bless you." Guilvo was grateful.

As a senior geologist who has studied abroad, Guilvo should have enjoyed a good life, but unfortunately he was born at the wrong time.

His younger brother and father joined "Aisi", and now they all died on the battlefield, and after their identities were exposed, he was also implicated and blacklisted.

Guilvo, who is restricted from appearing on camera and is even restricted from entering the country by many countries, can only take a risk now and pin all his hopes on Old D.

"Your specialty is very useful, our commander-in-chief needs all kinds of talents, do a good job, I will help you recommend it to him, and then you will be able to leave this terrible country and live the life you want."

Old D patted Gilvo on the shoulder, and raised his head to look at the sunset that was about to disappear behind the mountain, "It's not early, we'll camp here tonight, you take them to find a leeward and dry location to get the camp out." ”

The punishment style is thirsty for talent, which Lao D knows very well, in order to do what he likes, he has not worked hard during this time.

"Okay, sir, I'll go."

After receiving the praise of the old D, Gilvo was extremely excited, quickly packed up the map, organized the others to put down their backpacks and luggage, and ran straight into the woods with machetes and other tools.

When this group of people was not fighting, they were also working as "grooms", and the luggage and backpacks they put down contained all kinds of weapons, ammunition and materials that Lao D had collected in the past two months.

Waiting for Gilvo and the others to leave, Old D pointed to the pile of luggage and said, "We'll leave tomorrow morning at 5 o'clock, ghost, you go and get all your weapons in order, and the three of you will also go over to help, the battle is about to begin, I don't like accidents." ”

"Understood, sir." The ghost and the other four also knew that success or failure lay in this move, and they didn't dare to be careless.