A cruise ship from Antwerp, Belgium, sailed south along the Atlantic, and the large ship marked as belonging to Delwin Cruises was one of the invisible possessions of the Belgian king. Although the whole of Belgium is nominally the property of the king alone, it is actually owned jointly by the Belgian government and the king. In addition to the lifeblood of heavy industry, the king's real private property was the large corporations with such a deep background.

After half a month of busyness, the top chemists invited from the Solvay Group finally produced three 100-milliliter bottles of Soman compressed liquid, which were embedded in a detonator containing a small amount of explosives to form a biochemical weapon detonation device.

The three vials of high-risk weapons were then taken off board by Solvay's top chemist, Benedict Kalid Niya, in a portable device. As a chemist who improved the soda purification reaction, it was only fitting for Niah to be in charge of the project. After all, during World War II, he developed erosive agents for Britain, and also participated in the formulation of the "ape plan" to assassinate Heydrich, a high-ranking Nazi with chemical weapons, but after the war, he did not disappear from everyone's eyes as in history, but joined the Solvay Group and became an excellent chemical researcher.

Nia walked very carefully when disembarking, and he knew very well what the chemical equation provided by the crown prince was. He learned from an old friend in the intelligence service that before the defeat of the Nazis, a poison gas called Soman had been developed even more terrible than Sha-Lin. And that equation and the corpse of the Jews who had been used as test subjects for Soman's gas took root in his mind and lingered. Many times he had nightmares, he would think of the disgusting images of festering corpses.

This is a French colony, and it is impossible for the security guards to use assault rifles in the open, so they just quietly pin the Uzi submachine gun to their waists and keep a vigilant eye on the crowded docks. Hired laborers are unloading the equipment and equipment they put on, and then carrying it to Leopoldville by ocean railroad.

When the equipment was unloaded in several large trucks, it was immediately transported to the railway station, and the person in charge of the escort was Barlow, who originally didn't ask about this kind of trivial matter, but the crown prince personally pointed out that he wanted him to participate before he reluctantly came to Africa together. But when he knew that the escort was being escorted with gas bombs, the guy didn't dare to show a complaining look anymore.

Poison gas bombs, this is a thing that is strictly forbidden in the Hague Convention, although for the European powers this kind of convention is a dead letter, it is still used when it should be used during World War II, but Belgium is different, as a small European country, the United Nations can sanction you according to this treaty, because the rules of the game are made by the big hooligans.

However, Barlow did not know that His Highness Albert was fond of this exciting game of playing with fire on the tip of a knife, and that no one knew what was going on except for the Soviet Union and some remaining German chemists. Therefore, the equipment for the production of Soman gas was able to travel all the way from Europe to the Congo in Africa.

After loading the things onto the train, Barlow also stopped several local laborers who tried to steal equipment from them with sharp eyes, and one of the security guards directly flashed the Uzi pistol and put a fierce expression against the head of one of them to stop the greedy guys. Many of the black people in the area would try to ransack tourists from out of town, but Barlow and his party were clearly not the ones they could provoke. After moving the equipment, quickly lead the people away.

The train finally started, and after a few days of running around, Bani was exhausted, and he only wanted to get a good night's sleep before reaching the end, the kind of deep sleep that no one could wake up. Soon he thought about it, and the upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and finally he couldn't support it anymore, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Barlow was not in such a good mood at this time, and when the train was almost entering the Belgian Congo colony, Barlow gave an inexplicable order to everyone on the train. Put on a heavy and hot chemical hazmat suit. In the past, because there was air conditioning on the cruise ship, everyone didn't have to worry about the heat, but now it's a humid and hot Congo, and this thing is going to die. But no one dared to disobey Barlow's will, so he had to obediently put on a chemical protective suit and a gas mask.

Barlow shook the sleeping comrade Nia awake, threw him an orange hazmat suit, and said in a deep voice, "Doctor, please put him on, this is an order." ”

Who's dazed Nia was awakened by Barlow's order, and when he saw Barlow wearing a chemical protection suit, he thought that the poison gas had leaked, so he immediately snatched the chemical protection suit and put it on his head, and shouted hurriedly while putting on his clothes, "Phosphate depressant, where is the phosphate depressant?" ”

"Doctor, please calm down, the gas is not leaking." Barlow grabbed Nia's shoulder and shook it vigorously to calm him down, then added, "But you have to put it on." ”

"Why! Do you know how terrifying this thing is, as long as that 100 milliliters explode here and turn into gas, the whole carriage will not want to live! Realizing this, Nia thought she had been tricked by Barlow, and roared angrily.

"Of course I do, doctor." Albert had explained to Barlow the horror of the gas, and he couldn't explain to Nia that someone would come and take it from him, so he lied, "Please go to another carriage, and there will be a great show!" ”

"Performance?" Nia chewed on the meaning behind the word, and suddenly he realized something, and looked left and right a few times, only to realize that the bottle with the gas bomb was no longer around. This time Nia was panicked.

"Where's the jar?" Nia asked urgently, taking Barlow's hand.

"Wait a minute, the doctor will know." Nia stared at the other carriages with confidence, knowing that the bastards who wanted to fish in troubled waters should make their move. But they certainly didn't expect a nightmare to await them here.

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South African mercenaries disguised as coal workers made it into the train, and as special operators of South Africa's 2nd Infantry Division during World War II, this group of veterans who were skilled in infiltration warfare had fought Rommel in the North African theater. After the end of the war, they were hired by the government as front-line soldiers in the South African invasion colony, and this time they were in charge of the train hijacking operation by such a group of veterans with quick means.

They took out their weapons from the place where they had been hiding, and after the Stern submachine gun was loaded with magazines, a group of people quickly ran towards the three carriages contracted by Albert.

They quietly knocked on the window glass of the train with the butt of their guns, and then reached in and opened the door from the inside, the whole process was very quiet, except for the slight sound at the moment when the glass was broken, the rest of the time they even controlled the sound of breathing within a very small range.

“GO，GO，GO。” The commander made a surprise gesture, and the six soldiers lined up in a row to enter the carriage where Barlow was, and just as they were about to let go and kill, they were surprised to find that it was empty!

"What's going on? Commander, there's no one here, and our information is wrong. Although one of them was talking to the commander behind him, his muzzle was still well trained to aim at the front of the train, and he was afraid of an ambush.

"What's going on?" The commander who was outside the car heard the people inside shouting, and explained to the people around him to guard the rear and not let people sneak attack from behind, and then walked in.

The carriage was empty, and none of the four security personnel and eight dignitaries mentioned in the newspaper were here, but the quick-eyed commander would have noticed the strange container in the corner, which looked out of place with the surrounding devices.

"What is this?" He walked forward quickly, and was about to pick up the device, when he heard a thud, and the device exploded, and the commander was frightened by the sudden turn of events, and he took several steps back. All the glass in the carriage was shattered by the explosion, but there were no casualties. But the most puzzling thing was that after the device was exploded, a milky white gas rose up, spreading like a mist towards their feet, accompanied by a strange fruity scent.

Unbeknownst to the group, the Grim Reaper was quietly tightening their throats.