Putting down the maritime satellite phone, Bo Fu muttered: "No Internet is trouble...... He looked at a handwritten note, on which he wrote a string of addresses in scribbled handwriting, and then wrote a note in Chinese next to it...... There are also Greater China and East Asian cultural regions in this world - although they are not called by these names at all.

With a slight headache, Bo Fu began to walk to the cabin below to pack up his weapons and equipment. "You don't need to bring more guns, and there is no personal special equipment anyway, and there are no ace custom weapons......... Just take Browning and forget it. The knife brought a small tool knife, and then put on a normal denim-style casual suit and a few underwear, and two sets of masks. And then there's the money and fake documents......... I'm too relaxed like this, I don't look like a mercenary with a little fame. Commenting on his unethic approach, he single-handedly steered the ship into the docks—as Superman, at least one person could handle a boat—though the boat certainly didn't go fast and was basically just running along the coast. "That guy who converted the ship is really tough, and he deserves to be a big man who refits illegal ships underground, and the money is worth it. ”

After getting off the ship, Bo Fu made a phone call and booked a plane ticket - there are many small private flying companies in this world, specializing in flying some rare routes or providing special route services for some guests, so Bo Fu paid a lot of money, which is equivalent to chartering a plane to a city in the middle of Resas.

There was a private jet waiting for Bo Fu and the people like him, who did not speak to each other, but confirmed their seats according to the personal code provided. Then, the next morning, the plane took off with at least half of the empty seats. Bo Fu looked at the others in the cabin. There are seven of these guys. Basically, except for Bo Fu wearing a floral shirt and big pants. The others are all dressed in field camouflage uniforms, with a serious iron plate expression and a pair of sunglasses, and some people still have a cigar in their mouths, and they are very tough characters at first glance...

Of course, the others also looked at each other under the sunglasses, in fact, it was Bo Fu who received the most attention - as a mercenary, although everyone didn't know each other's code names, but everyone else was dressed up in a proper way and this person was dressed like a tropical vacation, and this kind of floral shirt and big pants were just dressed. It's just that his face is covered with a typical mask commonly used by mercenaries, how weird it looks. Fortunately, most of the mercenaries here are not the type of curiosity - in general, in many cases, the less they know the better, and even if they know a lot of things, they have to pretend not to know the way, and they can't talk nonsense. So they looked at the strangely dressed guy in their sunglasses a few times, and then went back to the magazines or other things they were spending time with. Two of them, who were obviously acquaintances, took out a few pieces of paper and drew a checker, smoked cigars while starting a game of naval chess, and made a stack of money on an empty chair as a bet. Under the influence of these two men, several others also put down their Predator tune and began to play poker - but still very tacitly not asking any personal questions. Bo Fu also blended in with them, which made the guys smile bitterly that they were dressed a little too much. I really should learn from this guy with a flower shirt and big pants, and it's not interesting to make myself tense.

Where the plane is going. The passengers in the cabin didn't want to know at all, as a mercenary who earns money by working hard, "not asking the employer superfluous questions" is one of the professional ethics. The plane refueled once, then crossed the Pacific Ocean in the northern strait, refueled again, and finally came to a savannah that was very different from their starting point. "It's a bit ridiculous....... I flew all the way west for a full sixteen hours, and I landed where I would have landed at the beginning of the four hours at most if I had flown east...", Bo Fu thought to himself. Fortunately, the plane was originally a business plane, the seats were spacious enough to be used as beds, and the food and drinks on board were quite abundant, which made the eight mercenaries on the plane not feel the fatigue of a long-distance flight - the physiological effect is not so much the feeling of jet lag caused by the unreasonable flight path. However, the eight of them quickly got used to it, and Bo Fu looked at the landing airport, "Is this a field airfield...... he saw a fairly flat runway, about two kilometers long, and then there were several half-barrel hangars and a tower on the side of the runway, which looked like an airport for a very common wilderness attraction in a tourist country.

There was already a bus parked at the airport, and they got into the car and drove off along the road outside the airport - if you didn't look at the seven guys in camouflage uniforms, it would be exactly like those wilderness tours. But everyone knows it, and it's just a disguise.

The bus drove for about half an hour...."Thirty-seven minutes, forty kilometers per hour......." Bo Fu had already made a conclusion in his mind, and in front of them appeared a small town, with white flat-roofed houses and typical tropical buildings. They arrived at one of the houses, and the air-conditioning shook everyone's spirits, and the waiter who greeted them led the eight people to different rooms and asked them to wait a moment.

When he entered the room, he dropped his bag, sat down on the bed and turned on the TV, and just as he was watching the cat and the mouse happy, there was a soft knock on the door. "Sir...... BIGBOSS wants to see you, please come with me, sir. ”

Bo Fu followed the young man to a room. "Very powerful people...... This spiritual power is basically just a little bit closer to naturally becoming the sixth sense or NEWTYPE...."Bo Fu sensed the fluctuations of the human spirit coming from through the door, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It is worthy of being the strongest warrior of the human race that I have come into contact with so far......" He pushed open the door and walked in.

In the room, there was a middle-aged man standing in front of the window looking at the scenery outside, and when he heard Bo Fu walk in, the man turned around. It was a one-eyed man with short hair and an eye patch, the middle-aged man's face was as sharp as a knife and axe, his gray hair and the same color beard made him extremely difficult to mess with, but this man had a calm eye. He stood behind the desk, looking at Bo Fu who walked in and was still wearing a floral shirt and big pants, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Red Dragon, Mr. Red Dragon." Mr. Red Dragon of Resas. I've heard of your reputation for a long time, you're an outstanding fighter.......... I think I have a business to talk to you about. He nudged a folder on his desk, causing it to slide in front of Bo Fu.

Bo Fu didn't pick up the folder, he just looked into the middle-aged man's eyes and said, "BIGBOSS?" Although it was a question sentence, Bo Fu said this sentence in an affirmative tone. Then he smiled, picked up the folder and started looking at it.

"Security and employment contracts...... for a period of two years. The contract is worth 1.5 million euros, with reasonable holidays and various allowances. I said Mr. BIGBOSS..."

"You can call me the Great Chief. ”

"The first student, your contract terms are quite generous. I agreed. Bo Fu replied, and he said in his heart: "As for the fact that you are secretly developing metal equipment, I don't know anything about it......" Then he picked up the pen and signed his code name directly on the contract.

BIGBOSS has seen a lot of mercenaries summoned by him during this time, and Bo Fu is only one of them in the middle - at least in the eyes of BIGBOSS......

Soon, Bo Fu was on the helicopter again, this time the Black Hawk. It took him more than an hour to get to a military base, where he was assigned a separate room and was given a work sheet that he would be going to follow for the next period of time. And of course, he also received the weapons issued by the base - according to his personal request, he was also given Uncle Karasher. (To be continued......)