Chapter 811: With the gun in hand, kill Qin Dog!

Inside the temporary base of Africa's No. 1 mercenary army.

After hearing the reply from his subordinate mercenary, Mad Pi Mali was silent for a while.

He originally thought he was going to face a team of at least 10 well-trained Chinese special forces.

Unexpectedly, there was only one person on the other side.

He finally wanted to understand why the other party dared to lower the price to $1 million from the $5000 million he offered.

It turns out that it was not aimless.

Crazy Pi Ma Li laughed crazily, "Hahahaha..."

For this business, naturally the fewer people it has to deal with, the greater the benefits will be to him.

After all, every bullet requires real money to buy.

Immediately afterwards, he said into the microphone, "Bosses, since the task has been released, it cannot be withdrawn. No matter how many people are on the other side, my fee is still..."

Just when Madman was about to say the words "$5000 million", CIA Director Puxi Malebi quickly pressed the mute button.

"Oh my God, I accidentally pressed the wrong button. Sorry, everyone..." He pretended to press it by mistake, scratched his head, tapped the keyboard a few times, and fooled him.

No one in the room said anything about Puxi Malebi's actions.

Everyone tacitly understands that no one in the top management of the United States has a clean butt.

As long as some things are not stated openly, it will be fine.

People in the president's office are more concerned about Qin Chuan's situation ahead.

They never imagined that the situation would be like this.

I thought that China would send at least one team of Dragon Warriors to come with Qin Chuan to rescue people.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan was the only one.

And Qin Chuan dared to come alone!

They knew Qin Chuan was arrogant, but they didn't expect him to be so arrogant.

He sneaked into the Kingdom of Swazis alone, without any equipment. Did he think he was Rambo? !

How can such a person survive to this day?

China’s protective measures are so good.

If such a person were born in the United States, he would probably not live to be 18 years old.

Four-star General Jim Campbell and CIA Director Pu Ximalbi expressed the joy of victory.

King Sleep took out a bottle of champagne from the small refrigerator on the side and said, "Come on, let's toast in advance to celebrate this great moment!"

James Lincoln was the only one present who looked livid.

James Lincoln saw King Slip about to open the champagne at halftime, and quickly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Your Excellency, it is unlucky for you to open the champagne at halftime!"

King Slip's face turned cold and he said displeasedly, "James, when did you become so superstitious? And why are you so sad? We are about to eliminate a person who poses a huge security risk to the United States. You should be happy."

James Lincoln tried his best to persuade him, "Your Excellency, the other party dares to enter the Kingdom of Swazis alone to rescue the trapped Chinese people. His actions show that Qin Chuan is either a madman or a master among masters. Do you think Qin Chuan is a madman or a master among masters?" Is Chuan a madman or a master!"

James Lincoln asked this question, which confused King Slip.

Puxi Malebi listened to James Lincoln's words, his face turned ugly.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that Qin Chuan is very powerful?"

"That's what I mean!" James Lincoln said directly.

"So strong that even the number one mercenary in Africa is no match for him?" Puxi Malebi deliberately induced him to speak.

On the other side of the video, Ma Li, the mad critic, heard the quarrel here and immediately lost his composure.

"Mom, no matter how strong he is, he is stronger than my machine gun, stronger than my anti-tank gun, can he be stronger than my armored vehicle?! No matter how strong he is, he can hit two with one, and three with one, but I have 230 of the world's top mercenaries, can he defeat 230 top mercenaries by himself?"

Finished talking about crazy horsepower.

There was a dead silence in the Oval Office.

Four-star generals Jim Campbell, Slip Wangpu, and Puxi Malebi looked at James Lincoln meaningfully.

And James Lincoln was also looked at by several people and got hairy from behind.

Yes, ordinary people can carry pistols and rifles.

He can beat one person or two people.

but...

Can he really withstand armored vehicles, can he withstand rocket launchers, can he really withstand 230 fully armed, the world's top mercenaries?

James Lincoln realized at this point that it was obviously a stupid question.

Even the King of Soldiers in the United States can only defeat 10 people at most with his bare hands.

How could this Qin Chuan be compared to the King of Soldiers of the United States?

Even if he is the so-called champion of the world's best martial arts tournament in China, so what?

When the United States invaded China a hundred years ago, who among the martial arts masters everywhere could withstand American guns and artillery shells?

Is there one person who can stop the overwhelming number of American soldiers?

No, none at all.

The Qing Dynasty, which should have fallen, still fell.

A hundred years later, Chinese people still have yellow skin and black hair.

They have not evolved a different body structure, and their genes have not mutated.

After thinking about it for a long time, James Lincoln had nothing to say. He could only close his mouth and watch the live broadcast quietly.

"Hope it goes well," James Lincoln whispered.

The corners of Puxi Malebi's mouth rose, revealing a hint of victory.

"James, I did it for you what you couldn't do. I killed the people you couldn't kill for you. You have prostrated yourself under Qin Chuan again and again, which has proven that you are no match for him. Now. You can step down and let me take charge of the situation!"

After saying that, Puxi Malebi raised the microphone in his hand and said to Crazy Pi Mali.

"Start taking action! I want all of you to attack and kill Qin Chuan in one fell swoop."

Crazy Pi Ma Li made a funny salute gesture towards the camera.

Then he took his golden AK47 on the table and walked out of the temporary base tent.

It is late at night in the Kingdom of Swaziland, and in the vast expanse of prairie, only here there is light as bright as day.

In addition to the garrison troops distributed at the east and west gates, the remaining two hundred mercenaries were neatly arranged outside the command tent.

The mercenaries, each 180cm tall and as strong as cattle, stood in order.

With that kind of momentum, children would have to stop crying and ghosts would have to avoid it.

Crazy Bima Li nodded with satisfaction, and then waved to the two hundred mercenaries in front of him.

Shouting loudly, "All soldiers, follow me!"

"Roar..."

"Roar..."

"Roar..."

More than two hundred people stood up and roared in response to their commander's orders.

Crazy Pi Ma Li grabbed the golden AK47 in the adjutant's hand, then fired two shots into the sky, and then shouted, "Gun in hand, kill Qin Gou!"

Everyone agreed, "Kill Qin Dog with the gun in your hand!"

"Gun in hand, kill Qin Dog!"

"Gun in hand, kill Qin Dog!"

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