The rebel garrison in Lakiazo covers an area of about 14,500 square meters, and its appearance is shaped like a mound more than 30 meters high. And it is covered with thorns and garbage, and if you don't climb up to see it yourself, at most you will be ignored as an ordinary hillside. But even if someone finds a flaw, it's not easy to find their entrance. After all, if you want to rebel, without any decent preparation, you obviously can't make any big waves.

But for Wang Yifan, whose five senses have long surpassed the scope of human beings, such a disguise seems too clumsy and naïve...

On the mound, Wang Yifan shook the sand with his feet, leaned down and patted it: "Hmm, hiding the station under the surface can be regarded as a painstaking effort, it's not easy..." Immediately, he silently spat out softly at the hilt of the sword: "Echo technique!" ”

(Note: Acoustic Echo, a low-level spell in the Mortal Realm, is designed to allow spoken words to be transmitted more clearly in objects, and is worth about 1200 points.) ）

When it was, I saw a vivid font with a slight fluorescence coming out of his mouth! Yes, it's "fresh"! Because the sound that was originally difficult to see with the naked eye has become a living creature that keeps twisting and swaying at this moment!! Moreover, after they appeared, they quickly burrowed into the hilt of the sword like a mud cow entering the sea, and instantly turned into a circle of fluorescent circles around the sword's aura, and quickly escaped into the ground.

Then, Wang Yifan drew his sword and got up, first slowly retreated three steps, and then after noticing the abnormal movement under his feet, he instantly exerted force on the soles of his feet, and retreated to a higher mound on the side.

"Did you come out?"

In the whirring night wind, Wang Yifan's muttering was like Lakiaso's 'rebel charge', accurately judging their actions.

Bang...

Bang~

Bang!

With three louder and louder vibrations, two hundred meters away from the mound, a wasteland that was still covered with yellow sand and thorns was suddenly pushed away from the inside out! At the same time, the position where Wang Yifan had just inserted his sword also suddenly made a loud "bang", and there was one more person.

Not to mention, the rebels are nothing more than normal people wearing local Somali clothing or at most a local city defense army dress as a façade. But the person who Huo Ran appeared above the mound really confirmed the words "fancy dress".

From a distance, the man was wearing a dark brown cowboy hat, a Somali military uniform that he had picked up from nowhere, a pair of torn briefs, and two boots of different colors and styles on his feet. The most terrifying thing is that he is full of "weapons", such as a bazooka, a little less like AK47 (assault rifle), SVD (sniper rifle), AK74 (small-caliber assault rifle), RPD (light machine gun), NSV (large-caliber machine gun), again like TT1933 (pistol), M3 (fighting dagger), and of course, there are frying pans, spatulas and metal soup spoons that are barely "weapons"...

Seeing that person for the first time, Wang Yifan couldn't help but be stunned. He thought that if such a figure was Mogadishu's most notorious "devil" himself, then there would be no need for him to come back to Somalia from now on.

Fortunately, that "weirdo" seems to be a little ashamed. Because when he saw Wang Yifan in the heights, he actually trembled, and just gave up all the hot and cold weapons on his body, and without saying a word, he raised a fist and hit himself in the stomach!

It's strange here, and Lakiazo over there can't wait to give orders directly: "¥%&*#@!" @#￥%！ Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, Wang Yifan guessed the general meaning from their actions.

Probably said, "Little ones, rush up and kill him!" Don't leave it alive! "Hmm... Possible...

But just as the rebels were about to enter the range of fire and begin to pour out their anger, the strange man who was mutilating himself suddenly raised his hand and spoke: "#@¥! He was brief, but there might be something in his words that didn't please Lakiasso. As a result, after turning his gaze back and forth several times, Narakiasso finally waved at the strange man.

This time, Wang Yifan understood.

"Anarne !!!"

This is the Arabic word for "to fire". After so many days in Somalia, he has understood such an Arabic phrase from beginning to end. And it's thanks to the fact that there has been a war here...

Originally, Wang Yifan was ready to "fight one against one hundred". But now it seems that the other party didn't seem to give him a chance, so he killed each other so inexplicably.

Stop it?

To be honest, Wang Yifan has not thought about it. However, he wanted to find the "thing" of the attraction system unharmed, and then leave leisurely.

So, he played a very rare cold-blooded...

Fortunately, the battle between the two sides did not last long. Or rather, that rakiaso did not organize any effective means of resistance. The whole process only ended strangely in the flickering of twenty or thirty green lights.

The night breeze blows...

Wang Yifan sniffed the rich smell of blood a little impatiently, and then waved his right hand lightly, and used the technique of "fine water without trace" immediately. At the same time, the "weirdo" glanced up at Wang Yifan slightly, and then continued what he had not done before - self-harm.

After 30 seconds, the "weird man" stopped what he was doing, turned his head up, opened his mouth, and spat out a strange ball! And at the moment when the "ball" appeared, Wang Yifan's mind trembled violently, "That's it!! ”

Strange to say, the moment he saw the "ball", Wang Yifan suddenly had many more memories in his mind. And the most critical one is: this ball is the original body of the system! Moreover, it encapsulates a part of the system's functions. For example: voice...

Raising his hand in a daze, Wang Yifan subconsciously beckoned to the floating "strange ball", and muttered: "Come back!" Suddenly, the "strange ball" green glow bloomed, and after making a sound of metal rubbing, it actually cracked a thin mark! No! To be precise, it should be its "mouth!!

Floating in the air above Wang Yifan's palm, the crack of the "strange ball" came out one by one: "#¥%&*..."

Blinking awkwardly, Wang Yifan replied softly: "Can you speak English or Chinese?" ”

“#￥%……&*”

"Uh... Isn't it possible? It's not easy to do, and I have to learn a foreign language..."

Just when Wang Yifan was muttering about how to communicate with the "strange ball", the "strange ball" moved first!