The northwest of the Gangjin country borders the Middle East, and as a former colony of the Middle East country, the folk customs have always been relatively fierce.

After the turmoil in the Middle East, the separatist forces in the northwestern part of the Congo country also began to stir up.

The Congolese countries, which rely on the export of raw materials, have little surplus foreign exchange reserves to buy advanced weapons, so they cannot provide much effective deterrent to the separatist forces in the north.

But for a long time, the people of Gangjin were in a state of extreme poverty, so the separatist forces in the north did not pay much attention to the south, but more to attack the passing ships along the Persian Gulf coast.

However, when Lee Ming-woo built a mansion of more than 1,000 meters near the capital of Wakaba, these people inevitably set their sights on the south.

The silver-gray towering edifice is really eye-catching, and the neighboring countries of Wakaba more or less know that Wakaba has the rumor of being a wealthy father.

It must be a fool's dream to rely on Wakaba's own finances to build such a landmark building, and it can only be repaired by the father of the gold owner, how much does it cost to build a building of more than 1,400 meters?

It's hard for these natives who have never seen the market to guess the exact price, they just know that it's a lot of money.

In this land where primitive tribes still existed, the first reaction to seeing wealth was to grab it, so the separatist forces in the north began to invade the south.

However, on the way to the south, it was inevitable that there would be a conflict with the Gangjin country, and two troops armed with old World War II weapons fought a fierce battle on the prairie.

The end result was that the troops of the Gangjin country were beaten to the ground, and even the commander almost fell into the hands of the separatists.

The guards fled south with the commander, seeing that the leader was about to die, and on the way they encountered a rescue station set up by a new base, and the gang took guns and sat in the horizontal elevator, and fled all the way to the periphery of the new base.

When Li Mingyu felt the north gate of the base from the Central Building in a bubble car, the black commander was really about to die.

Really, it's just a little bit there.

Li Mingyu also didn't want to stiffen the relationship with the neighboring Gangjin country, after all, he still counted on importing cheap ore raw materials from their country in the future, if the commander of the other family died inexplicably at the gate of his base city, then he really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it.

Several androids hurried over with oxygen cylinders, temporarily arranged a medical cabin for the black commander, and hurriedly carried the man inside.

The medical cabin soon began to treat the black commander's injuries, but judging by the analysis of the diagnosis, the black commander's injuries were not optimistic, a bullet almost hit his heart, and surgery was needed to remove the bullet as soon as possible.

The arc knife in the medical chamber landed with precision, cutting a few centimeters in the black commander's chest, and then an extremely thin tweezer clamped out the bullet embedded in the flesh.

In a clear liquid tube, artificial plasma flows into the medical chamber to replenish the black commander's nutrition.

However, these are not enough.

The black commander himself had fallen into a coma, and his body had lost a lot of blood due to the long-distance travel, coupled with the damage to his heart and insufficient blood supply, and some of his body organs had failed.

Less than 30% chance of survival.

This is a comprehensive analysis based on the results of the treatment given by the medical cabin.

Li Mingyu's face showed a look of hesitation.

If this black commander dies in the new base, then there will be endless troubles in the future, both politically and militarily!

Li Mingyu is not afraid of the natives with burning sticks, but he still hopes to be as low-key as possible.

"Fortify his body with primary genetic potions." Li Mingyu hesitated for a moment, but still instructed Xiaoyu.

There aren't many primary genetic potions in stock at the new base, and this thing is an unusually troublesome thing to make.

When he first used an industrial-grade 3D printer to produce it, Li Mingyu knew how low the success rate of this thing was, and now the success rate of manufacturing with a biomanufacturing table is not much higher.

It's not that the manufacturing process of primary genetic agents is complicated, mainly because of the lack of raw materials.

The production of genetic drugs requires the use of a rare organic crystal for catalysis, and if this organic crystal is missing, the probability of success is simply frighteningly low if it relies entirely on existing organic molecules for random aberration.

At the beginning, Li Mingyu was able to use an industrial-grade 3D printer to make a few copies, which was purely a blind cat and a dead mouse, all by luck, but now that the biomanufacturing table has started to produce primary genetic drugs, Li Mingyu knows how low the probability of success of this thing is.

The assembly line of a biological manufacturing station has been continuously manufactured since the completion of the establishment, and only a few primary genetic drugs have been successfully produced, which is completely unequal input and output, so Li Mingyu can basically save the gene medicine.

That kind of rare organic crystal does not exist in the living organisms on the earth at all, and this kind of organic crystal may only be obtained if other life planets are discovered later, so if you want to make primary genetic medicine on a large scale now, you can only rely on half science and half on metaphysics.

Li Mingyu almost didn't invite the master to come and see how the feng shui of the primary gene medicine production line was.

After obtaining Li Mingyu's authorization, an emerald green liquid flowed into the medical cabin from the transparent pipeline, the color looked similar to the wind oil essence, and Li Ming, who had drunk the primary genetic medicine, naturally knew that this thing was the primary genetic medicine.

The primary genetic agent will be strengthened from the bottom layer of the cell, so that the human cell has a stronger division speed and immunity, and fundamentally improves the body's regenerative function and immune function.

With the injection of genetic medicine, the black commander unconsciously snorted, and it was clear from the data panel that his heart was beating more powerfully, and the activity of his cells was greatly improved.

With the inhalation of a large amount of pure oxygen, the undulating curvature of the black commander's chest began to increase significantly, and the transformation of genetic agents from the bottom layer of the cell was gradually carried out.

The acceleration of cell division allowed the wound to heal more quickly, the organs that had shown signs of failure were rejuvenated, and the black commander's originally tight breathing rhythm gradually slowed down, and the frowning brow was relaxed, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Li Mingyu saw that the medical cabin gradually returned to normal data, and his hanging heart was also relaxed.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's your fate to meet me."

Li Mingyu gently patted the shell of the medical cabin and muttered with a wry smile.

The outer wall of the hibernation pod reveals a large timer.

Li Mingyu took a look, fortunately, two and a half days, as long as two and a half days passed, the black commander could go wherever he wanted.

As long as he doesn't die on his own chassis, he loves to die wherever he wants, even if he dies in someone else's wife's bed, it has nothing to do with him Li Mingyu.

However, the truth did not go as smoothly as Li Mingyu expected, and the disastrous northern separatist forces hated the black general to the core, and if it were not for his stubborn resistance, the northern separatist forces would not even have to pay too much price to cross the capital of the Gangjin country and drive all the way down to the new base.

The northern separatist forces searched for the whereabouts of the black commander as if they were crazy, and after killing hundreds of soldiers from the Gangjin countries, they finally learned the whereabouts of the black commander from the mouth of a certain soldier:

His guards led him all the way south.

After getting the news they wanted, the northern separatist forces began to march all the way south, and even deliberately bypassed the capital of the Gangjin country for this purpose.

The fact that the black commander did not return to the capital was definite news, and the northern separatist forces were extremely sure of this.

Some politicians in the capital have long been fed by them, and they may hesitate to let them coup d'état, but these shrewd politicians are happy to let them sell some news.

The further south the road was difficult, and in some places it was impossible for off-road vehicles to pass, especially the thorny primeval forests and plain swamps, so the northern separatist forces could only pull the marching team into a long formation, allowing the scouts and motorcycles to go ahead first.

The southern part of the country was already very sparsely populated, and when they entered the territory of Wakaba, they encountered almost only primitive villages and poorly clothed villagers along the way, so that the poor people did not even want to loot.

These people have nothing, even if they rob, they can only grab a little food at most, which food is not even as expensive as bullets, they are not pity, but they are reluctant to waste expensive bullets to shoot which lowly civilians.

After a rapid march, they finally reached the periphery of their new base.

The 30,000-acre new base still looks very magnificent from the outside, after all, more than 1,400 meters of high-rise buildings are placed in front of them, and as the northern separatist forces that have been plundering the sea for a long time, judging the situation has almost become their instinct.

The black commander's jeep was still at the door of the new base, which convinced them that the black commander was inside the base at this time.

In the absence of any clarity about the defense of the new base, the separatist forces in the north chose to hide all their staff and only sent a small detachment of more than a dozen people to the base to investigate.

The new base has only just been built, and it is almost undefended, except for the high-energy particle cannon at the top of the building, only some ionizers can defend against foreign enemies.

It's not that the new base doesn't have more defensive weapons, the military production base in the northeast has produced a lot of machinery that can be used in actual combat, but the problem is that these things are very sophisticated!

Those things are used to fight the high-tech equipment of the M country guys, and it's a waste to use them against these people with burning sticks.

Besides, Li Mingyu doesn't really want to kill, everyone is from the earth, in addition to being as black as a piece of carbon, these people all look about the same when they strip off their clothes, and no one has one more part than anyone else, living in the same global village, why is it too anxious to fry each other.

These thousands of trumpeters, not Li Mingyu blows, a high-energy particle bombardment, all have to return to the west.

So Li Mingyu is very embarrassed now, let's fight, it will be impossible to pass thousands of people with one shot.

Don't fight, in case these people hurt the people in the base, how can they attract displaced people in the future, and they will definitely guarantee their safety.

The team of more than a dozen people was covered with all kinds of branches, and they looked like they thought they were well hidden.

A teenage black soldier child, carrying a rifle taller than a person, grinned cruelly at the sight of unsuspecting refugees at the base.

Slowly pulling the bolt, the half-grown child aimed his gun at an old man who had arrived from other parts of Wakaba and walked towards his new base in a stealthy way.

"Bang!"

A gunshot attracted the attention of all the people in the new base, and many people looked around, only to find that there was no one.

The black soldier's rifle was too old, and the half-grown child was not very trained, so I don't know where the gun had gone.

A look of panic and unease appeared on the faces of the people of the new base.

"It's the rebels, it's the rebels, they're coming from the north!" I don't know who shouted loudly, igniting panic in the hearts of the people.

"Run! Run! "The panicked populace is messing around the base.

The separatist forces, who were hiding in the woods and watching through binoculars, saw this reaction of the people, and immediately became enthusiastic.

They have seen this reaction at sea before, and every time they encounter such prey, they always make a lot of money.

This is the reaction of the sheep!