Karis Wanda's efficiency was extremely high, and after the company registered at the door, without going through too many formalities, signed a life-and-death contract, and a few minutes later, the equipment was issued.

An AKM and four magazines of 40 rounds, plus a military kettle, a saber, and a $1,000 advance payment.

Half an hour later, there were 50 people and they set off by car.

Except for a few people in the leader, everyone else was crammed into a truck.

After Zhang Xiaowu got into the car, he found a corner and sat down, and as far as he could see, there was not a single local who got on the bus one after another, and there were very few blacks, only a few. The rest are white and yellow.

They are all outlaws, otherwise they would not have been able to do such a dangerous mission for $5,000. Of course, if you don't go to the big triangle, the price of the locals is even cheaper, and someone will work hard for 1,800.

"Friend, are you from Huaxia?"

Just as Zhang Xiaowu was looking around, a person walked up to him.

"Hmm."

"Haha, great, finally met my fellow countryman, hello, my name is Lin Quan, from G City." Lin Quan is a black and thin man, not tall, and will look like one meter seven.

"Zhang Xiaowu. You can call me Xiao Wu. ”

"Okay, Xiao Wu, some people say that this mission is very dangerous, it just so happens that we are all Huaxia, so we should have a care." Lin Quan looked very talkative, and quickly chatted familiarly.

In fact, this is also normal, far from home, on the African continent, when doing dangerous tasks, it is indeed a good thing to have a relatively credible person to take care of each other.

When the two were chatting, the truck was already full, and the driver didn't say hello and started directly.

The people on the car couldn't stand it suddenly, and they fell over, and suddenly shouted and cursed.

"Damn, that kid, get out of here, I'm going to sit here."

After a moment of steady, in the midst of swearing, a voice stood out, speaking in English.

This is a large white man with a height of 1.9 meters and an unusually burly body, with an ugly face and a two-inch-long scar on his neck that looks particularly hideous. This person stood in front of Zhang Xiaowu, with the muzzle of the gun pointing downward, intentionally or unintentionally facing him.

If you want to talk about the roads in Africa, they are rotten, don't want them, and this time I went to the desolate place, there are no roads at all, and this huge "convertible", sitting on the iron sheet, can be imagined all the way down.

And Zhang Xiaowu's position is close to the corner of the front of the car, which can be said to be the most stable and comfortable position on this truck, no wonder others are watching.

"Get out of here while I'm not angry." Looking at the ugly man, Zhang Xiaowu slowly got up, and after a moment with him, he said coldly.

In this chaotic place, there is no saying that harmony makes money, and if you are weak, you will be bullied, so you must be horizontal and hard.

The big man was really stunned by Zhang Xiaowu's words, and he was even more forced by his momentum, and his expression softened.

But he reacted immediately, roared angrily, and smashed his fist.

Zhang Xiaowu was not afraid of the attack, and raised his hand to hold his wrist.

Even before he had a lore system, Zhang Xiaowu would not be afraid of this kind of role, and after his strength skyrocketed, he would be more relaxed and freehand. With a slight force on the hand, the opposite side can't stand it.

"Ahh

The man screamed, his hand bones were cracked, cold sweat broke out in pain, and he couldn't get any strength out.

"Get out."

As soon as Zhang Xiaowu shook his hand, he threw it on his heels, and then dragged him to his lower abdomen.

"Wow......"

This kick was not light, the man vomited on the spot, and vomited everything he ate in the morning.

Hiss......

The people around him gasped.

This man's name is David, a well-known outlaw in the city, who committed a crime and was driven out by his mercenary group, and then played a single gang.

David was powerful, reckless, and a vicious man, and for a few years, he gained notoriety in Mbe.

But such a person can't walk in the hands of this Chinese person, can he be C kung fu? And this person is really ruthless, David's right wrist is purple and blue, I don't know what the bones are, but the kick just now, it's so heavy, and if it goes a little further, it is estimated that the rest of his life will be wasted.

The people around him no longer dared to look at Zhang Xiaowu's gaze, and felt that it was cold underneath.

When did David suffer from this kind of nest, he endured the pain, barely supported it, and raised his gun to point at Zhang Xiaowu. But the next moment, all anger vanished, and in exchange for fear.

Zhang Xiaowu had no intention of dodging at all, but the serious cold killing intent made David fall into an ice cellar.

David seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a blood-colored skeleton was there, and the scarlet jaw was about to devour him.

He could be sure that before he could pull the trigger and hit the target, the Chinese man could kill him. So he relented, put down his gun, and sat where he was, not daring to look at him.

Snorted coldly, looked around, and saw that no one was provoking, Zhang Xiaowu sat down again. Lin Quan's eyes widened next to him, and he didn't continue to chat, leaning to the side and not making a sound, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was no word all the way, and the 50-kilometer road was a full two hours of driving, and when everyone got out of the car, most of them had weak feet, and some people even vomited.

"This is a temporary supply station, everyone rests in place, replenishes drinking water, and leaves in half an hour." After the leader shouted loudly, he entered the marching tent on the side and talked with several people inside.

Zhang Xiaowu, these low-level mercenaries, rested in place, and naturally no one paid attention to them.

At this time, in the marching tent, several people were discussing something fiercely.

"Miss Sean, this is the fourth batch, and the last batch today." The leader said respectfully to a blonde.

"The last batch? It's still so long in the afternoon, why don't you bring someone over? The blonde voice was soft, but cold, and the leader gave the leader a cold shiver.

"I'm sorry, Miss Sean, the company has been working hard to distribute the task, and this time the commission has been increased by $1,000, but from morning to just now, only 50 people have been hired. You know, in the big triangle area, the locals don't dare to come, how many outsiders can there be, and the few teams of people who came in for three days have not heard from them, and those people are even more hesitant. Maybe there will be some more tomorrow, but not too many. The team leader didn't dare to look at him, for fear of any bad consequences.

"Then continue to add money, double or triple the price, I want more people. I don't believe the poor people don't like dollars. The blonde's words grew colder, as if she looked at people like ants.

"Yes, Miss Sean." The leader bowed deeply and exited the tent, only to find that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

"Okay, we're also ready to go, except for the logistics staff, follow me in today." The blonde said coldly.

"What? No, miss, how can you go to Fan Insurance. A white man with slightly gray hair on his sideburns persuaded in horror.

"Uncle Ike doesn't have to convince me, Kyle has been missing for a month, I must find him." The blonde spoke firmly, her eyes full of concern, and her eyes full of tenderness and affection.