Although the French paid enough attention, they still underestimated their opponents, and in the face of more than a dozen ill-intentioned men, the two Korean PMCs jumped directly from the second floor, and then, at a speed beyond the reach of the French, escaped from the encirclement.

The French didn't expect the two guys to be so able to run, and the French mercenaries who couldn't catch up with them at all could only find a tavern to drink at home, and they didn't know that the two guys from the Shadow Company who ran away before didn't go far, they ran out of each other's field of vision, and then circled back.

After confirming that these Frenchmen really went in to drink, the two unlucky people who lost their money and were seen by countless black uncles running bare-butted on the street couldn't swallow this breath at all, they discussed it, and felt that this revenge could not be reported overnight, and it must be resolved now.

So the two divided their troops, one ran to the restaurant, tavern and inn in the city and began to shake people, while the other stayed where he was to keep watch.

And those PMCs who were busy with their own affairs immediately dropped their knives and forks after learning the news, or put down their wine bottles and began to assemble troops.

Soon the mighty thirty-odd people met on the street, and after hearing about the two unlucky guys, everyone immediately laughed, but laughed and laughed, but the revenge still had to be avenged, and a squad leader, who was also an officer, looked at the crowded street, and shook his head.

"There are a lot of people now, and if you accidentally hurt civilians in the fight, you will have to deduct your wages, wait a minute, these guys will definitely have to drink!"

And the French did just that, because it was rare to get out once, these mercenaries directly chartered the tavern, and ate and drank, and the tavern owner must provide more than that, good leaves and dancing girls are also indispensable, in short, a group of French people were so happy until more than seven o'clock in the evening that the dancing girls couldn't dance at all, and then they still scolded and walked out of the door.

Then, they found themselves driving up to the jeep parked in front of the door with someone poking at the tire.

"These dead, believe it or not, Lao Tzu sudden?"

The mercenaries, who had already drunk to the point of delirium, immediately shouted at their throats and cursed the street, not noticing that in the shadows behind the dim street lamps there were a bunch of sneaky guys.

"Attack formation, one for three, remember, no Korean is allowed!"

The captain of the squad who had been squatting on the street for several hours and had already been on fire immediately assigned the target, and when a vote of French people gathered in front of the car, the squad leader immediately shouted Ulla.

Then, dozens of PMCs rushed up with sacks and sticks, in groups of three, according to their assigned goals, one person took the sack to the front set, and the remaining two people each had one leg.

Almost instantly, the dozen or so Frenchmen were restrained, and then they were knocked to the ground, and then a vote of South Korea shouted Russian or Japanese, the only one they could speak, and greeted them with all the strength they could find.

After more than ten minutes of violent beating, the wooden sticks in the hands of the PMCs were broken, and the Frenchmen on the ground were also lying on the ground humming and wailing.

The relieved PMCs are not in love with war, and after beating these guys unconscious, they immediately threw their things away and started to run, and the team leader did not forget to call the hospital before running away, and then he jumped and ran without a trace.

The PMCs were still very measured, they didn't greet the vital point, they just hit the thick thighs of these guys' buttocks, and these guys were quickly pulled back by the hospital for treatment, and the worst one of them was just a broken arm.

Although there was no fatality, François also knew that the conflict between the two sides was inevitable, he rushed to the hospital as soon as possible, brandished a revolver and pulled his men off the bed one by one, and then fanned the guys' already red and swollen cheeks frantically, while asking the parents of these subordinates.

"You damned maggots, mongrels, I should drown you in the swamp!"

"Who hit you?"

"Yes, it's Russian!"

“？”

François immediately got into a big fight, knocking out one of his teeth.

"Russians, in the DRC, where are the Russians from?"

"But they speak Russian and Japanese!"

"That can't be said that they are Russians, you pig-heads!"

"It was too dark, and the other party was moving very fast, and we didn't see ......... at all."

"Then you say it's Russians? Do you want me to send you back to Algeria to be happy? You bastards, cowards! ”

After venting, François was relieved, and then his unlucky subordinates were not killed by PMC, but they were almost beaten to death by him.

As for the murderer, François could guess with his heels, only the Shadow Company could have such great ability in this place, and his subordinates failed to cause trouble and were beaten by the other party!

After coming out of the hospital, François, who was still angry, immediately returned to the camp and ordered all his subordinates to start taking the initiative to provoke trouble with the Shadow Company, except for not using guns, knives, and no lives!

And the PMC, who returned to the camp, immediately gave an order after telling Shepard about this.

"No matter what the other party wants to do, how to fight me, just hit me back, they use their fists, you use fists, they use sticks, you also use sticks!"

"Remember, let the brothers not be left alone, so that the team can win!"

There is no way, most of the Franco-Belgian mercenaries are veterans of the battlefield, especially those French, in Algeria, they are crazy about brushing the heads of the guerrillas, and even being brushed by the guerrillas.

"Oh, by the way, you can't bring weapons, but you can bring armor, I only ask for one thing, things can be broken, but the battle must be won!"

To this end, Shepard also specially asked the South Vietnamese veterans stationed in the mining camp to rush back, and asked the other party to give his subordinates a temporary surprise attack to learn how to be beaten.

So, the next day, the French, who were furious and wanted to avenge their brothers, stood guard at the entrance of the city, waiting for the Shadow Company to come and deliver it, and the employees of the Shadow Company rushed over with the same enthusiasm.

So, the two sides met in a narrow way on the street, and then, the French were dumbfounded.

"Damn, why do you still wear body armor and helmets when you go out? That's shameless, isn't it? ”

However, in response to the French, it was the excited shouts of the PMCs.

"Brothers, follow me and fuck him!"