Seychelles is a tiny island nation of just 500 square kilometres with a population of less than 100,000, and its capital is Victoria, a tiny city in the central and western Indian Ocean.

Buildings here are mostly bungalows, occasionally multi-storey tall buildings, and the island's handful of army and police, numbering only a few thousand, are now the main force guarding their homes.

The attack on the island nation was indeed carried out by the militants of the Black Ghost Group, who, supported by aerial fire, crushed the local defenders, and most of the city had been occupied by the militants, while the government forces retreated to the Victoria City Hall and a barracks near the sea.

Mordin and Lin Xuan landed on the roof of the city hall building, a three-story building, and now the roof was full of soldiers, who had set up machine guns and mortars here, trying to take advantage of the condescending position here and put up stubborn resistance.

From time to time, the militants' rockets and mortar shells fell on the roof of the building, causing great casualties to the uncovered soldiers, and the heavy sniper rifles that were secretly aimed here were especially damaging to the soldiers, who were simply live targets in the scope.

But the heroic Seychelles soldiers are just not willing to retreat, they are defending the last dignity of the motherland with their lives.

Mordin picked up a discarded sniper rifle and tried the bolt and scope to see that it still worked.

"What do you use to take advantage of it?" Mordin asked Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan walked over to a mortar that had been blown up and fell crookedly on the roof of the building, checked it, and found that the mortar was not damaged, and several boxes of shells piled up on the side were also intact.

"I'll change my weapon, you shoot, I'll blow up in the face!"

The two of them came to the edge of the building, found a good position and lay down, and as soon as Mordin arranged the spatial enchantment, there was a dense burst of bullets, but fortunately, the bullets were blocked.

"Let's go!" Mordin pointed his sniper rifle at the militant behind the distant hideout, he didn't use a scope, "Bang! bang...... "After 30 rounds of bullets, he counted them, and almost all of them hit, and the militants' heads were twisted, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

Lin Xuan's side also showed no weakness, after he set up the mortar, he grabbed the shell with both hands and threw it into the chamber, "Bang...... Bang...... Boom...... "Boom!" the shells were thrown out like marbles, and they flew towards the area where the armed materials were concentrated, and on the other side's positions, one after another, they exploded, blowing up all the militants hidden behind the wall.

The militants were blinded in an instant, and in less than three minutes they had more than 50 dead, not wounded, but completely dead! This is more than the total number of casualties they have suffered since the offensive.

It's worth it!

"Quickly ask for air support to blow up this city hall building!" They were reluctant to blow it up because they planned to have a decent place to stay after occupying the island nation.

Now it doesn't seem to work, it must be blown up immediately!

The request was sent for a long time, but the sky did not move, but the attack on the roof of the opposite building did not stop, no matter where they hid, the rifle bullets and mortar * shells always followed, and in a short time, more than 30 people died.

"Quickly get out of the range of fire!" the leading officer immediately ordered, but as soon as his order was issued, a mortar shell exploded above his head, engulfing him in an instant.

"Run?" Mordin clapped his hands and stood up, "Let's go, let's change sides." ”

He beckoned Lin Xuan and changed from one side of the roof to the other, and then, not long after, there was also a ghost crying wolf howl from this side, and the militants threw down dozens of corpses and fled wildly.

In less than 10 minutes, more than 200 militants died under their hands, and the total number of people sent by the black ghost to attack the Seychelles was only about 800, and Mordin and they killed a quarter at once!

Seeing that all the armed men around him had disappeared, Lin Xuan felt bored, "Let's go, let's take a look!" They threw down their rifles and mortars and jumped off the roof.

"Who are these two?" a frightened soldier whispered to his companion.

"I don't know!" his companion Muna's shook his head, "it's the messenger sent from heaven to save us!"

Mordin and Lin Xuan walked forward on the rubble-covered road, and all the way, there were collapsed houses and charred trees everywhere, and under the broken bricks and rubble, countless dead civilians, children, old people, and beaten Seychellois soldiers lay everywhere.

"These guys are simply inferior to beasts!" Lin Xuan said indignantly as he walked.

There was a miserable cry in front of them, and they followed the sound to a beach, and they were stunned by the bloody scene in front of them.

Under a row of dozens of coconut trees by the beach, dozens of captured soldiers were tied to the trunks of coconut trees, and a group of wolf-like militants, armed with leather whips and daggers, were violently inflicting violence on those soldiers, who were beaten to the flesh, but the militants had no intention of stopping.

In front of the leafy grove, a group of armed men with rifles watched over a large group of civilians sitting on the ground, who were forced to sit on the ground and watch their compatriots brutally beaten by them, they had to hide their faces and weep, and some of the women had already fainted with fright.

What is even more infuriating is that on the roof of a bungalow, a huge fat man, leisurely admiring this bloody scene, he sits on a special metal chair, seems to enjoy the atmosphere very much, crosses Erlang's legs, holds a cigar in one hand, holds brandy in the other, and has a large pair of sunglasses on his fat face the size of a basin.

In front of him lay a large wooden basin, filled with fat turtle meat, and from time to time the fat man grabbed large pieces of meat with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth, and the screams of the soldiers below sounded to him the most beautiful song in the world.

"Hit hard, don't stop, kill until you die!" the fat man cried out excitedly, and as he stepped on the soles of two people under his feet with his thick leather boots, it was two wounded Cypriot soldiers, and the heavy leather boots stepped on their wounds, causing them to let out a burst of heart-rending screams.

"I know this person, his name is Fat Eugene, I heard that he has a little to do with you!" Lin Xuan stared at the man on the roof, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Follow me?" Mordin looked at him.

"Do you remember that attack in the Taoist temple? It was the killer sent by this man, he is the head of the assassination operation in the Black Ghost Organization!"

"Oh......" How could Mordin forget that tragic experience, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the master, he would not have ended up much better that day than these soldiers.

"What to do with him?" Lin Xuan looked at him.

"He's fat, just in time to light a sky lantern for him!" Mordin said with a blank face.

"Okay!" Lin Xuan pointed his finger, and the mist magic weapon flew out, landing right on the fat man's broad back, and with a flick of Mo Ding's fingers, a flame flew out, igniting the magic weapon, and the flames burned on the fat man's back.

"Ah......h

Mordin had completely lost his patience at this time, he no longer wanted to play the so-called Captain America-style hero, only to see 11 small swords flying out of his body, and disappeared in an instant.

Under the coconut trees, the militants were brandishing daggers and stabbing at the Cypriot soldiers who were tied to the trunks, but suddenly, their hands raised in the air stopped, and their eyes showed an incredible look, but their lives were rapidly dissipating, and their bodies were usually crooked to the ground.

The militants who were guarding the civilians with guns did not know what was happening, they thought they were being attacked by enemy snipers, and they were holding their guns and trying to open fire on the unarmed civilians, when suddenly, a piercing pain came, and their eyes also widened in disbelief and they fell to the ground in unison.

Those civilians looked at this inexplicable scene, and they were also stunned at once, they were afraid that these militants would point their guns at themselves and have a massacre, but, after a long time, the militants did not make the slightest movement, an old man took the lead and ran out of the field, and the rest of the people also ran around, and in an instant, there was no one on the beach, only the bodies of those militants were guilty.

In other parts of Victoria, and indeed throughout the Seychelles, this strange thing is happening at the same time, and the militants who are attacking with guns suddenly seem to have fallen into an evil spirit, first their bodies stiffen, and then they fall to the ground inexplicably, never to get up again.

Some of the more courageous soldiers slowly crawled over to see what was going on, and as a result, he saw a terrifying scene, on the forehead of each militant, there was a hole the size of a dragon's eye, and out of the hole came out of the hole, a red and white liquid!

"They've been punished!" cried out the soldier.

For a time, the whole island was thunderous, and the news of the intruder's punishment spread far and wide, people cheered, and some people knelt on the ground and bowed to the sky, thanking God for saving the island.

They finally escaped a catastrophe!

On the desolate island at the southern end of the Mardile, two figures suddenly floated down, and with them fell a large pile of miscellaneous things.

"This is it!" Lin Xuan said, pointing to the mouth of the shaft.

"Black Ghost Organization!" Mordin looked at the small stone tablet at the entrance of the cave, "I'll give you a small gift first, and when the time comes, I'll definitely come back to visit!" With that, he threw the whole pile of things into the shaft.

"Let's go see what's going on!" Colport was hurrying out, just now, he received an unusual incident on that small island in the southern Indian Ocean, and now, the people there don't know what happened, almost at the same time lost contact, and the call has not been answered.

At this time, he was leading a team of emergency response team members, planning to go directly from the shaft mouth, and a plane outside was about to come to meet him.

Suddenly, there was only a chaotic sound of "bang-la-la" in front of me, and a large number of things fell from the sky and smashed down the shaft to the ground below.

"See what that is?" he cried out as he quickly fell to the ground.

After a while, seeing that there was no movement, he asked someone to crawl over and take a look.

One of the operatives crawled over on his crawl.

"Ah......" The man screamed as he crawled over.

"What's going on?" he asked aloud.

"Yes...... It's Fatty, Fat Eugene, he's been lit with a sky lantern, and his back is still burn......ing! It's horrible!" the operative exclaimed in horror.

"Are there any bombs?" asked Colpott anxiously.

"Yes...... A lot of ......" The team member didn't finish his sentence when he heard a loud "boom!" and the entire underground building felt like it was about to collapse.

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