With a gloomy face, Chazo spat the cigarette from the corner of his mouth to the ground, and then stomped on the cigarette butt with a fierce kick.

As the leader of the armed men of the Orephine tribe, at the place where the tribal rebellion in the United Emirate of Bissau took place, Chazo did not delay even a minute, and immediately led his armed men of the Orephine tribe to sack two small cities within the sphere of influence of the Orephine tribe. But after two days of looting, all the armed men who participated in the looting basically did not grab anything of value - in countries where large-scale armed riots occur all year round, almost every household has a sense of avoidance and sufficient means of avoiding danger.

Every time they rush into the house of the master who hides the door, the sight of the four walls of the house can only make those armed men full of hope come out with regret. A few of the residents who were stranded in their homes were caught, but they had nothing of value on them except for a coat full of lice!

After a few days of exhaustive searching, Chazo secretly estimated that he found that the two robberies he launched had not even earned back the fuel cost of the vehicle, and he had made a loss-making transaction.

It was also at this time that the orders of the Bicester tribe were passed on to Chazo without distinction. Relying on their large numbers and superior weaponry to the Orephine tribes, the Bicester tribes never allowed any discount on the orders of the surrounding small tribes.

Following the orders of the Bicester tribe, Chazo did not have time to lead the armed men back to the tribe's territory, and had already ordered the only remaining members of the tribe who did not even have hot weapons to go to the farms opened by the Chinese to carry out the first wave of raids.

And the result made Chazo cry - the first wave of raids was quickly defeated by the Chinese, who had always been mild-mannered, and the Orephine tribe even lost several tribesmen as a result.

Without waiting for Chazo, who led the armed men to the outskirts of the farm, to launch a second attack, the armed men of the Bicester tribe who followed had already unceremoniously launched a surprise attack on the farm, and Chazo was once again sent to track down the Chinese who had forcibly broken out of the encirclement!

The result of the pursuit on a rainy night was still nothing—the Chinese fleeing from the farms almost effortlessly shook off Chazo and some other small tribal armed forces with the endurance of the vehicles. In other words, Chazo has worked hard for a long time, but he still has nothing to gain, so he can only wait for the order of the Bicester tribe to attack the Emperor's Valley at this cantonment point that has been designated by the Bicester tribe for a long time!

The thought of the money bag, which was still shriveled and smacked after a few hard work, Chazo was so anxious that even his throat was on fire. Irritably, looking back at the armed men of the Orephine tribe who were waiting by the telephone, Chazo roared in a muffled voice, "Those Bicester guys haven't called yet?" ”

Shaking his head at Chazo with some timidity, the armed man waiting by the telephone replied in a low voice: "It's not the agreed deadline yet, we can only wait." It's not just us...... Too many people are waiting! ”

Reaching out and pinching the shriveled cigarette case in his pocket, Chazo spat fiercely: "The guys of Bicester are like those sympathetic hyenas, every time after the lion has worked hard to get the prey, he will rely on the crowd to snatch the delicious prey, but not even a piece of residue will be left for the lion!" ”

Sighing approvingly, the armed men waiting by the telephone echoed: "But what can we do?" The guys in Bicester found a rich boss, gave them enough weapons, and even helped them train...... If it weren't for those people who had done so much for the Bicester tribe, I'm afraid our tribe would have been able to ......."

With a gloomy face, Chazo spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm to the ground: "So we have to learn smarter!" ”

Puzzled, he frowned, and before the armed men waiting by the telephone could speak, the rusty telephone next to him suddenly rang a piercing electric ringtone.

Striding over to the telephone, Chazo grabbed the rusty phone: "I'm Chazo!" ”

In the cacophony of the telephone, Kata's voice was not clear, but the content of the words could be heard more or less: "Chazo, at eight o'clock in the evening, you will attack first!" Remember, with all your forces, you can't let any Chinese escape from the Valley of the Kings! ”

Spat on the ground again, Chazo replied in a thick voice: "All the troops? There are only 50 of us in total, and there is not enough ammunition for us to have a good fight! ”

The voice on the telephone was clearly irritated: "It's none of my business!" If the Chinese in the Valley of Kings flee from the direction of your attack, then you and your tribe will have to pay the responsibility and the corresponding price for it! ”

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and Chazo yelled at the telephone in a thick voice: "Don't try to scare me! Bicester has already taken too many benefits, and every hunt is yours first, and even the leftovers will not be left for anyone else! It's a big deal that I'm not doing it, and neither are the Orephine tribes! Do it all yourselves......"

As if he hadn't heard Chazo's angry roar at all, Kata's voice remained steady and the same tone: "Start attacking at eight o'clock, otherwise you know what the consequences will be." ”

Before the enraged Chazo could roar again, a short busy tone came from the telephone. Slamming the phone back onto the landline, Chazo tore his voice and scolded, "This damn Bicester mongrel!" Who does he think he is? Dryad or beast god? How dare he ......"

The swear was so promisced that it lasted for a quarter of an hour, so much so that the armed men of the Orephine tribe who were waiting for the order to attack in the garrison were all joined in the swearing led by Chazo. All kinds of cursed words can make the cursed person irreversible!

Amid the tide of curses, the rusty telephone once again emitted a piercing electric ringtone. Angrily picking up the phone, Chazo yelled at the phone, "What the fuck are you trying to say? ”

To Chazo's surprise, a hurried unfamiliar voice came from the telephone: "I'm Tuna!" Be careful...... Some Chinese escaped from the Valley of the Kings, and they captured Kata ......."

Stunned to listen to the sound coming from the telephone, Chazo didn't slowly put the phone back on the landline until a full minute after the busy sound came from the telephone, and looked at the armed man standing beside him with a blank stare: "What the fuck...... What's going on? ”