Speaking of which, in order to avoid misunderstanding, I will explain it deliberately.

South Africa in this book does not refer to the South African country, but to the southern part of Africa, and the Republic of South Africa, although it is also very chaotic, is not yet called the South African theater of operations.

In world geography, South Africa is only a non-republic. But Southern Africa, also known as Southern Africa, also includes South Africa.

The South African theater of operations refers to the southern part of the African continent and the surrounding islands, usually including Angola, Zambia, Malawi, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, Botswana, Namibia, South Africa, Eswatini, Lesotho, Madagascar, Mauritius, the thirteen countries of the Comoros and Reunion, St. Helena and its dependent islands Ascension and Tristan da Cunha.

Southern Africa is often at war with northern Africa, and there are also frequent wars in various parts of the south, so to speak...... The South African theater is almost one of the most chaotic theaters in the world at the moment! The wars here are varied, involving no less than a dozen countries.

The city of Durban is very prosperous, more visual than Shanghai and other places in China, and is a world-famous tourist destination.

Although it was late at night, it did not hinder the quality of life at night, and the streets were full of fashionable girls from all over the world, including Chinese.

"Where are we going?" Many girls whistled at Wang Chen and the, Wang Chen frowned slightly, but the seemed to enjoy it, and went to chat with those girls from time to time.

"First time in South Africa? Do you want me to take you to have a good time? The didn't answer Wang Chen's question, and asked with a smile.

"I'm not here to play." Wang Chen's brows furrowed deeply.

"Cut, I have a virtue with Lord Yan, and I don't know the true meaning of life." The spread his hands helplessly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet the people of Purgatory." ”

"Here are the people of Purgatory?" Wang Chen was stunned for a moment and asked softly.

"They stayed here and waited for me to come back, there were not many people, only five people, they were from the Purgatory Mercenary Group, the third battalion." The said, Wang Chen nodded, when he was in the café, the that his aunt said when she introduced the was the commander of the third mercenary battalion in purgatory.

Soon, the took Wang Chen to a hotel and to a presidential suite.

There were five people in the suite, three whites and two blacks, and when they saw the, they immediately gave a military salute and looked at Wang Chen with a frown.

Because the rules of purgatory are very strict, and there has never been a case of bringing people here, this time the suddenly brought a person over, which made these people a little confused.

"Prepare to return tomorrow." The said to the five.

"Yes." The five of them nodded and began to find a place to rest, they were very curious about Wang Chen in their hearts, but the didn't say it, and they didn't ask, this was the rule.

The next morning, after breakfast, everyone left the Republic of South Africa by plane, and then took a taxi to a very remote town.

Along the way, except for the black ghost who said a few words casually to Wang Chen, the other five people remained silent.

I don't know how long I walked, there was a Gobi Desert in front of me, and the made a look at the five people behind him, and the five people quickly ran forward, then lifted a boulder, took out a military shovel, and began to dig.

After more than ten minutes, they dug up several boxes, which contained various guns, ammunition, and military uniforms, and the five men were quickly changing their clothes.

"Take your own gun, and the front won't be too secure." The patted Wang Chen's shoulder and walked forward.

The previous firearms were thrown away by Wang Chen when he flew to the United States, and the two 56 Army thorns were brought out by Wang Chen by coating rubber on the surface to pass the customs.

took a sniper rifle casually, Wang Chen followed behind the and the others and walked forward, here is an endless Gobi Desert, there is not even a ghost, but the and the others are very cautious, because this is a South African theater of operations, maybe a team of enemy troops will suddenly appear somewhere.

"Thirty miles away is one of our strongholds, there is a car there, let's get there first." The said to Wang Chen.

At this time, the seemed to have changed as a person, no longer like to be poor as before, but looked extremely serious, and his whole body exuded a breathtaking aura! This is the ghost king of purgatory, if he mixes in the crowd and is no different from ordinary people, he is on the battlefield...... You'll become a ghost!

"There are car prints, there are footprints, something is wrong." After walking 20 miles, a white man suddenly squatted on the ground, touched the car prints and footprints on the Gobi Desert, and said, "The time should have been left a week ago." ”

"Go to the stronghold and be careful." After the finished speaking, he turned back to Wang Chen and said, "You follow me." ”

Although the has seen Wang Chen's strength, war and personal strength are two different things, and some soldier kings who are suitable for solo combat are ...... in crowd battles It's easy to get killed by a stray bullet.

As the words fell, the and Wang Chen and the others quickly rushed towards the stronghold, but when they arrived at the stronghold, there were no people from them in the stronghold, but several corpses with severed heads, the corpses were already stinky and rotten, and flies buzzed and fell on it.

Wang Chen wanted to step forward to check the corpse, but just as he was about to take a step, he was stopped by the, "Don't move, don't use it here in Huaxia." ”

The voice of the fell, everyone retreated twenty meters in unison, and a black man raised the submachine gun in his hand and 'burst' at the corpse and the ground, the bullet hit the ground and the corpse, and the mutation protruded!

"Boom, boom! ...... "Five or six bombs exploded, blasting the rotting corpse into scraps, and there were broken maggots wriggling in the scraps.

"Boy, I've told you before, this is the battlefield! There can be traps everywhere on the battlefield, and it's okay if you want to die, but at least you have to wait until I bring you back to the base safely, or else...... I don't have the face to go to see Lord Hades! The said solemnly to Wang Chen.

"Uh......" Wang Chen nodded, he had heard that the armed elements outside the country were cruel to the extreme, often using children as human bombs, and often using the corpses of their comrades to set traps.

"Battalion commander, our people are probably fine, these corpses were killed by our people, presumably they left safely when they encountered something." A white man walked up to the fragments of the corpse, found a bullet inside, held it up and said, "Our special bullet." ”

"Let's go, let's take a look at the second stronghold." The nodded and continued to walk forward.