Chapter 263: The Scourge Lives for a Thousand Years
"Isn't it just a bodyguard? Bodyguards for peacekeepers? Interestingβ" Tmall seemed to be interested in the topic and asked. Eight?? 1 Chinese ?(a).
Playboy: "Does the Blackwater Company in the United States know?" β
"I've heard of it," Lang Zhan also came to talk.
"It relies on being a thug and bodyguard for the Mi** team. You know? Every time I see on the Internet which country is going to fight a big war with which country, I feel funny. β
Even Lori became interested in this topic, and put down her chopsticks to look at the playboy.
"Because I know I can't fight. Didn't you show up? Now the countries in the world that really have the strength to fight national wars, their soldiers are actually old soldiers, or there is a tendency to become old soldiers. This should also be the reason why mainstream countries create 'level warriors' at any cost. β
"Your argument is very fresh," Lang Zhan said, his eyes burning. Naturally, he thought of his homeland, of the powerful 6th Army, which had terrified the enemy and remained undefeated to this day, did the soldiers in this unit also have a tendency to become veteran soldiers?
"The times are advancing, science and technology are developing, and the role of people on the battlefield is becoming more and more marginalized. Of course, this is a good thing for us, mercenaries, isn't it just money to sell your life? Got one? The playboy said, pulling two cigars out of his pocket.
"I'm used to smoking this," Lang Zhan declined his kindness and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
Lighting a cigarette, Lang Zhan took a puff and asked, "The people of the Enamel country won't let us be bodyguards for their troops this time, right?" β
"Not really. If the people of the Enamel want to send infantry, they must be mercenaries. Let's do some dirty work. Gabriel, test you. In fact, European countries, including the United States, know that terrorists may blend in with refugees, so why should they accept these refugees? β
"Historical guilt?" Lang Zhan used his brain, and quickly found targeted information from the memories instilled by Nina, answering.
The playboy looked at him, a little surprised, and said, "You even know this?" Then I'm relieved. β
Lang Zhan looked at him, a little puzzled.
"The Wolf King has discussed with me, what he means, that you will be in charge of this mission. This mission in Syria is very different from that of Izrak. I was a little worried, but now that you know the relationship, I think you're up to the task. β
"Gabriel leading the way? He, how long has he been with liger? Tmall said, his tone slightly surprised.
Lang Zhan: "Leading the team? Will we go to a lot of people? β
"It should be over ten. We have more than two dozen reservists in the devil's training camp, and the first batch will not graduate until March next year. Now, it can only be advanced. Damn it. This field, we will find it back one day! The playboy said, suddenly fierce.
"I don't really understand, what does your question just now have to do with Gabriel leading the team?" Tmall continued to ask.
"Political correctness, that's the bottom line that Gabriel must follow in this mission," Playboy answered.
Three days later, Dunka, the devil's training camp, Lang Zhan, accompanied by the major, was watching the No. 1 devil abuse the thirteen cadets of the first team.
Of the thirteen cadets, nine were white, four remaining, two black, and two of Asian-European ethnicity; The ratio of males to females is eleven to two.
The ongoing training program is grappling. The training process was relatively boring, and the thirteen students stepped forward one by one to fight with the No. 1 devil, and then they were put down one by one, and so on.
"I've heard something about you, Gabriel, and I'm proud of you," said the major.
Lang Zhan smiled.
"Do you want to go up and have fun? This is a good opportunity to stand up. β
Lang Zhan looked at Devil No. 1. Devil No. 1 was putting a black student on the ground, and when he felt someone watching him, he turned around and looked at him, facing the gaze of Shang Lang Zhan. He was stunned for a moment, then asked the students to take a breath and walked over to Lang Zhan.
"Werewolf, oh, you should be called Gabriel by now! Attaboy! Devil No. 1 approached Lang Zhan and greeted him with a smile.
Lang Zhan hugged him and asked, "How are these guys?" β
"It's ok. Are you here for them? β
"Maybe take them to the Middle East."
"The Middle East? IsIsοΌ β
"Yes."
"That's not enough, it's going to die."
"No way. Our situation, you should know. β
Major: "Wren, Gabriel wants to talk to you. β
"Okay!" Devil One's eyes widened and he became excited. He looked Lang Zhan up and down and said, "I've heard a lot of your legends, let me weigh you well, whether you are worthy of your name." β
No nonsense, Lang Zhan took a set of protective gear specially used for combat training, put it on, and stood face to face with the No. 1 devil, and when the students surrounded him, he made a gesture of inviting the No. 1 devil with a fist.
The No. 1 devil shook his hands together, twisted his neck up and down, and made a series of "creaking" joint friction sounds, and suddenly shouted and rushed towards Lang Zhan. At a distance of about half a meter, the No. 1 devil slammed a straight punch with his right hand and smashed directly into Lang Zhan's door. Lang Zhan didn't dodge, his left hand opened, and he received his punch with the palm of his hand. The fists of the two people parted with a touch, and the left hand of the No. 1 devil followed up with a left hook to the right side of Lang Zhan's head. Lang Zhan went to block it with his right hand, his fingers were bluffed, and he grabbed it hard when it touched his arm. The No. 1 devil seemed to expect him to come to this hand, and at the same touch, without warning, the person suddenly jumped up more than half a meter high, and his right leg bent his knee and crashed into Lang Zhan......
The movements of the two people are very fast, and the main attacking side, the No. 1 devil, seems to be powerful and heavy with every punch and kick, but in fact it is useless. And Lang Zhan blindly defended, and in two minutes, he didn't have a counterattack.
"Come on, Instructor Wren!" The students obviously didn't know that Lang Zhan would be their head, and they cheered for the No. 1 Devil.
The Major watched quietly, but the expression on his face became more and more serious. Devil No. 1 is his subordinate, and he naturally understands his strength and fighting style. Devil No. 1 seems to be the main attacker, but in fact he is also tempting. However, it is obvious that he has not been able to test Lang Zhan's strength, and Lang Zhan obviously has still some strength.
"I'm going to fight back!" Lang Zhan said suddenly. Then the style immediately changed.
The No. 1 devil hit his head with his right fist, Lang Zhan's left hand stretched out like a snake, and the No. 1 devil instinctively sensed the danger, kicked his left foot, and retracted his right fist at the same time. It was late, Lang Zhan obviously got up and kicked his legs, but he came first, and from the perspective of onlookers, it was as if the No. 1 devil had sent his left foot to his right foot, and he was kicked solidly. The right hand of the No. 1 devil also failed to take it back, he reacted quickly, and his left fist followed suit, but like his left foot, he was slapped by Lang Zhan's right hand, and it was as if the snake had been hit by seven inches, and the fist immediately dispersed.
The eyelids of other experts like the major jumped wildly, and it was Lang Zhan's left hand that entangled the right hand of the No. 1 devil. With the Major's eyesight, he could only see that Lang Zhan's left hand poked a few times on the right hand of the No. 1 Devil, and the No. 1 Devil's face showed a painful expression, and then his right hand was grabbed by Lang Zhan's left hand.
"! I lost! Devil No. 1 simply screamed in pain.
Lang Zhan's left hand squeezed his right arm, and the No. 1 Devil had a relieved expression on his face, and then he shook his right hand and asked Lang Zhan, "What did you do to me?" β
The major was well-informed and asked, "Is this Huaguo Kung Fu?" β
Lang Zhan withdrew his hand and responded: "Yes." β
Major: "I heard that the real masters of Huaguo are all in the people, and they can kill people with one finger, is this true?" β
"It's a bit of an exaggeration, but a real master, killing people doesn't need too complicated actions."
The students didn't understand it at all, they looked at the No. 1 devil, then at Lang Zhan, and then at the major, and they looked confused.
The Major clapped his hands and asked the cadets to take sides, and then said to them, "Introduction, Second Lieutenant Gabriel, the chief sent by the Ligermon to receive you." Congratulations, rookies, you've completed your entire training at Dunka. β
The trainees were not overjoyed that they could get rid of the devilish training from now on, but they were all stunned. Obviously, they didn't waste their time at the Devil's Training Camp. The more this is the case, the more they know the gap between themselves and the old mercenary.
I don't know if it's because of the loss to Lang Zhan, the expression of the No. 1 devil is quite unkind, and seeing that the students look like dumb geese, he snorted coldly: "Rookies, what's the matter?" Are you hooked on the devil's camp and want to stay here for the rest of your life? β
The students were still afraid of the No. 1 Devil, and they were startled when they heard this, and a big black man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, we, we just feel that we haven't met your requirements yet." β
Lang Zhan glanced at the students with an expressionless face, and said, "Rookies, now you regret not training well?" It's lateβ" Then he turned to Major and Devil No. 1: "Major Gufa, Instructor Wren, this time, I'm sorry for you. Looking at the students again, he looked at his watch and shouted: "Rookies, I will give you a quarter of an hour, and after a quarter of an hour, if there is no one in front of me, then continue to stay, but the liger will not pay him even a single euro." β
The students first look at me, I look at you, and then rush to the dormitory with a "coax".
"The wolf king is very accurate in seeing people, and there are a few good seedlings here. It's a pity," Devil No. 1 said to Lang Zhan.
Lang Zhan: "If there is another way, the captain will not make this decision." β
Major: "Gabriel, is Sir Emerson really dead?" Killed by you? β
The No. 1 devil was taken aback, and looked at Lang Zhan with wide eyes: "Doesn't that mean that the angel is also finished?!" β
Lang Zhan looked up into the distance and said noncommittally: "I also hope that he is dead, but there is an old saying in our Chinese country, which says that a good person does not live long, and a disaster lives for a thousand years." Who knows? β
"I'm still looking forward to seeing the twelve archangels one day, but I didn't expect that - the world is impermanent, it is really impermanent!" The major said, with an air of words in his words.
Lang Zhan thought about it and didn't answer.
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