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Chapter 1782

Maracaibo Secret Service Branch

"Director, I'm back."

"I'm back, what's the latest news?"

A chubby middle-aged man put the pen in his hand on the table, tightened the cap and put it aside before speaking.

"The news is not very optimistic. After the consul left and set off from the port, those guys started to move around."

The chubby guy touched the two mustaches on his mouth. He has an oriental face and a fat body.

"I have known for a long time that these guys are planning to do something wrong, but I didn't expect to dance so well."

"Director, do you think we are going to strike first!"

"No, you don't need to be so anxious. Let them jump for a while, and the grasshoppers will all jump out."

"When these guys are usually in front of the consul, they all pretend to be profound and don't care about world affairs. Now that they see the consul leave, they still don't feel excited. Let them dance. The more joyful the dance, the better."

"Director, how long will it take for the consul to go?"

The fat man known as the director narrowed his eyes slightly, and swept towards the subordinates beside him.

The subordinate was shocked immediately, "This subordinate is talking too much!"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Don't know what you shouldn't know. Knowing more will not do you any good."

"Yes, this subordinate is reckless."

"Keep an eye on those people, and report immediately if there is any other situation."

The Secret Service's subordinate bowed away.

Sitting on the seat, the fat man with a mustache called the director once again touched the mustache on his upper lip with his index finger and thumb.

"A group of yellow-haired ghosts have ulterior motives and let you dance. The more you dance, the better. The more you dance, the faster grandpa's official promotion will be!" As he spoke, he picked up the tea on the table and lifted it with the tea bowl lid. Tea in the teacup, and took a sip of the tea.

"The tea from the Central Plains is better. It's a pity that the monthly allocation is too small. Whether you can get more allocations depends on how much noise these people can make!" Talk to yourself.

Peru on the other side.

Dongxiang Pingdu slapped the table, "Okay, it's finally started, I thought they wouldn't dare to move!"

"General, the news seems to be spread everywhere, should we make preparations early!"

"Prepare, of course you have to prepare." Dongxiang Pingdu came out from behind the table. He was usually used to kneeling, but he couldn't accept sitting on a chair for a while, but now he has gradually adapted.

"As soon as the consul left, these jumping clowns came out to show off their power, thinking that no one could stop them."

"General, are we going to mobilize troops?"

Dongxiang Pingdu raised his right hand, "No, not a single soldier can be mobilized. The last time we attacked Peru, the Consul was already very unhappy. If it weren't for the dedication of a Princess Maria, you and I wouldn't be able to go around. "

"To stroke the tiger's beard at this time is purely courting death."

"The Akita family managed to regain a good impression with the consul through the Secret Service Department, so we must not lose it again."

"Tell the brothers to practice hard. There is a time for us to make a move, but it is not the time yet."

"General, are we going to fight south?"

"There is a fart enemy in the south, just a group of colonists. The consul has already hollowed out them by relying on the caravan. With our strength, we should go north."

"North? That's not it"

Dongxiang Pingdu walked up to this subordinate and patted him on the shoulder, "Momojiro, how long have you followed me?"

Momojiro glanced at Dongxiang Pingdu and immediately lowered his head, "Almost five years."

"It's been so long, why are you still so reckless? The White Iron Kingdom is not the former White Iron Pirates. Don't do things recklessly. Isn't the lesson taught enough!"

"General, I was too impulsive at the time, and now I am ordered to guard the Peruvian border. For so many years, I have not even moved my nest. I want to fight! I want to make meritorious service! I understand the hearts of the brothers."

"However, as long as the consul's command flag doesn't move, none of us want to move it. If it moves, it's a sin."

"Do you think the Consul left Bogotá just to put on a show for those jumping clowns?"

Momojiro immediately felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

"The General Means"

"These people in the army, do you think they are all safe?"

"The White Iron Kingdom has many factions and many nationalities. There are also many beliefs, and everyone wants to dance on the stage."

"However, not everyone has the opportunity. Be patient, learn to endure, and be a samurai. This is the most basic requirement, Momojiro, do you understand!"

"The general is wise!" Momojiro lowered his head and looked a little obsequious.

"It's not that I'm wise, it's that I've seen too many lessons. Now it's not the same as it was before. Back then, the White Iron Kingdom hadn't been established, and the pirate group could expand wantonly. Now it's no longer possible. There are more and more people, and there are more and more things. We have more and more things in our hands.”

"The suspicion of the consul is getting worse and worse. What is military power? It's not worth mentioning. What we want is the trust of the consul. With trust, we have everything."

"You have to keep this in mind. The general in the army has no trust. In the Kingdom of White Iron, he is just a pawn. He may be abandoned anytime and anywhere. You still mobilize the army! Without the command flag, my head can be chopped off several times!"

"Your Excellency, General, is considerate."

Dongxiang Pingdu walked to the side, but sat down on his knees, and said slowly: "This chair makes me uncomfortable all over, so kneeling is more suitable for me."

"Go, go and arrange it, loose outside and tight inside, we won't stay in Peru for too long, new password, catch moles!"

"Yes, General!" Momojiro clapped his hands and said yes, slowly exited the door, then turned and left.

Dongxiang Pingdu squinted his eyes, a scar on his eye looked particularly ferocious.

"Let's dance, dance, don't dance, I don't have military merits in my hands, what people in the army fear most is a peaceful and prosperous world, the bigger the chaos, the better, the more chaos the better!"

On the other side, a tavern on San Juan Island.

"Recruiting mercenaries, recruiting mercenaries!",
"Which mercenary group are you from?"

"Look!" A man with brown hair and a white beard pointed at the flag behind him with his thumb, looking rather complacent.

"Wild Lion Mercenary Group!"

"Yes, the Wild Lion Mercenary Group is now recruiting!"

"How did you come to San Juan?"

"Why can't you run here, San Juan Stone is a good place."

"And recently, in order to see which guys are in custody, there have been a lot of recruits and horses."

"Besides, many ships depart from the Caribbean Sea and head to Kamchatka around South America. Naturally, the Wild Lion Mercenary Group will also have a share of the action."

"To find the trident?"

"Right, the search for the Trident Kingdom does not prohibit private mercenary groups from participating, as long as they can find the Trident. Or obtain the Sea God's Treasure, then they will be prosperous."

"Poseidon Treasure?"

"Yes, Seagod's Treasure!"

"Haven't you heard? There is a piece of land rising from the sea to the ground, and it is growing every day, and that piece of land is getting bigger and bigger. It may be the lost Atlantis."

"Atlantis!"

Many people in the tavern cast their eyes on him one after another,

"Oh, just kidding, I said it all, it's possible, don't be so nervous."

"Atlantis may be just a legend, but the rising land discovered in Kamchatka this time is obviously very strange! Maybe there is a real treasure."

Many people were immediately moved.

If you can't get a share of the pie at this time, what are you doing as a mercenary?

"Count me in!"

The brown-haired man looked at this person, but he folded his arms and shook his head, "You can't!"

"Why?" The man was very annoyed.

The brown-haired man looked at the man's hand, then looked him up and down, "You are not a mercenary."

"Why do you say that!"

"Just relying on the cocoon in your tiger's mouth, you came out of the army, right?"

"What happened to those who came out of the army?"

The brown-haired man shook his head, "Unfortunately, I have some skills, but this mercenary group doesn't collect all kinds of garbage."

"you"

The brown-haired man folded his hands on his chest and looked at the man with a half-smile, but the man suddenly lost his confidence and didn't go forward to provoke him.

"Everyone else, come and have a look. If you are selected, you will be lucky."

Immediately, someone came up again, chattering and asking.

Ask for recommendation, collect and reward monthly pass

(End of this chapter)