"Caesar's mercenaries?" When one of the mercenaries saw the devil's armband, he blurted out with surprise on his face, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Even if you have eyesight, now that you know our name, you still don't lay down your weapons and look for death?" The revolver almost put the muzzle of the gun in the guy's face.

"Beware of misfire!" The man waved his hand to block the muzzle of the revolver, and said lightly, "I want to see Colonel Reis." ”

"No problem, but you have to surrender first." Captain Lacey's name is well known in the mercenary world, and it is not uncommon to know the captain, and the brothers will not let their guard down because of this, you must know that these three guys are extremely dangerous people.

"What's so great about Caesar? Let's put down our guns and don't think! The person next to him took out an unyielding expression, and his hideous face had a bit of the taste of an iron-blooded tough guy.

"It seems that you are really not afraid of death! That Lao Tzu will fulfill you! The ninja brushed out the sword, the cold light flickered, and in the blink of an eye, the blade was already attached to the guy's neck, and the speed didn't even react to the forward next to him.

"Stop!" At the critical moment, I ran from behind and shouted to stop it, brush! The blade stopped abruptly in front of the guy's skin, only 1mm away from the neck, almost touching the skin, the cold knife breath blew the neck cold, the guy froze in place, and the hairs rose in an instant, goosebumps all over his body, his palms were full of cold sweat, and even his breath was stagnant.

If I had stopped it a second later, his head would have already gone up to the sky, but fortunately I came in time, otherwise it would not have ended.

"Is it exciting to have your life hanging by a thread?" I walked over with a sniper rifle and motioned for everyone to put their guns down.

"Assassins? Grass, really an assassin! One of the guys turned to look at me, and although I was wearing paint, he recognized it at a glance, pushed the revolver in front of me, rushed to me, and opened his arms and gave me a big hug.

"Damn, I don't like men to hug me!" With a look of disgust on my face, I pushed him away, stretched out my fist and slammed it into him.

"Huh? What's the situation? Do you know? Seeing that he couldn't fight, the revolver put down his gun and closed the safe, and asked the mercenary on the side.

"Of course, we're friends!" As he spoke, the mercenary came over to me.

"Hey, man, long time no see, are you okay?" He greeted me with a smile on his face as he approached, and I took a closer look to recognize this guy.

"Being chased by bullets every day, it couldn't be better." I laughed and slammed my fist into him, it almost became a ritual for the mercenaries to greet each other, and there were dozens of ways for them to hit their fists, each with their own unique design, and they went out of their way to show off their differences.

"To each other, to us!" The guy smiled and said, I feel a little hairy when I see their surprised and excited faces, even if it's a friend, I can't show it so strongly.

"Assassin, won't you introduce us to new friends?" The striker walked over and gave me a cautious look, which clearly meant that he was asking if these people were reliable.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce them for a while, they are the world-famous Holy See Templar Order, this is Slote, he is Yuli, as for that, sorry, I haven't seen it either." I pointed to the last mercenary, who looked raw, I hadn't seen him in my time in the Holy See.

"He's Mercas, my comrade-in-arms!" Slote called the mercenary over to introduce us, he looked tall and thin, with a pointed chin, a large face, sharp eyes, and murderous intent, and he knew that he was a ruthless character at first glance.

"Nice to meet you Assassin, your marksmanship is accurate." Merkas bumped his fist with me.

"Thank you, these are my comrades-in-arms, the devil, the striker, the ninja, the revolver." I introduced other people to them, they were all soldiers, there were not so many polite words, and when they met on the battlefield, since they were not enemies, they were friends.

"How did you come to Africa?" I really felt that the world was so small, and that such a big Africa could meet them in Angola, which made me think about the possibility of meeting my former comrades on the battlefield.

"We can't help it, the more fierce the conflict between the Angolan government and the UNITA armed forces, there are many infidels among them, and several churches of the Holy See here are bloodbathed by infidels, and we are ordered to protect the clergy from the evacuation." Slote explained why they were here.

The Templar Order exists to protect the war-torn Church, and if the war here has affected the Catholics, they will definitely show up.

"Thank you for helping to stop this armored vehicle, they are all my enemies." I said, pointing to the overturned car on the side of the road.

"No, it was a misunderstanding, I thought these guys were coming at me." Slote was honest.

"Your misunderstanding has helped us a lot!" I patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"It's just that they are unlucky and don't get God's favor." Yuri glanced at the corpses on the ground, and even a devout cultist had no pity or sympathy in his eyes.

"You came to Angola to fight for the government forces?" Slote saw that the dead were not government troops and looked more like UNITA, and thought that we had been invited by the government to deal with the rebels.

"No, we're here to grab diamonds." The revolver on the side made a joke.

"So, these people have diamonds on them?" Slote's eyes lit up, I thought he only had God in his head, it turned out that this guy also likes money.

"No, the diamond is in the hands of their boss, is there any interest? I'll take you with me to grab it. "The devil tempted Slote like a professional liar.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I still have a mission ahead of me." Slote didn't dare to follow us in any mischief, and if the Pope knew about it, his life would not be saved.

"That's a pity!" The devil shrugged and feigned disappointment.

"Are Caesar's brothers in Angola?" Slote stopped talking, as if he was too embarrassed to say something, after all, he and everyone else were meeting for the first time except me.

"Most of them are there, and some are on separate missions elsewhere, what about you? Don't tell me there were only three people coming. "I didn't think much of it, Slote was a friend and if I really needed help, I would do my best.

"Here we are a small team, eight people, right at the foot of the hill in the church, where many refugees, workers, and homeless believers have been housed, their homes have been destroyed by this damn war, by the way, Archbishop Odin is also there, you are old friends." Yuri pointed down the hill with a slightly sad expression, he hated war, even if he was a warrior himself.

"Archbishop Odin is here too? Thea must have been very happy to know the news. "Although I still don't know what the goddess has to do with Odin and the Holy See, the facts tell me that they have a lot to do with each other.