I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Before the mission is accomplished...

wrong.

Strong words.

Thanks to the loyalty and courage of the Royal Guards, after sacrificing three lives as human shields, they successfully rescued Master Jin from the ghostly and ubiquitous sniper's scope.

Go out in a hurry.

Came back in a hurry.

  Fortunately, the enemy could not tell the identity of Master Jin, otherwise it would be unknown whether he could escape so easily.

Who said snipers are outdated?

It seems to be Mulun.

However, it cannot be said that Mu Lun’s point of view is wrong.

  If drones can work, then aren't so-called snipers just clowns? !

It’s all the fault of those good-for-nothings who are just sitting there doing nothing!

The injury on his forehead was immediately bandaged carefully and meticulously. The problem was not serious, but he needed to rest in bed. However, Master Jin could not sleep the whole night after lying down.

The sound of fighting outside accompanied him all night.

Obvious.

The generals did not fulfill his request.

In fact, when he gave the order, he was well aware that it was an impossible task to resolve the battle in one night, and it was even more unrealistic to dismiss and convict everyone. It was purely just a temper tantrum.

At this time of needing people, he has no other choice even if they are incompetent.

It would be great if he could have a few more "Mulun" under his command...

"General, Chief Steward Mu is here."

It seemed like an illusion. In a trance, Master Jin, who had squinted for a while, suddenly opened his eyes.

The captain of the guard came to the bedside.

"Butler Mu is here."

It's not a dream

Lord Jin, who had not slept all night, sat up suddenly. His excessive movement affected his injuries, and he felt dizzy and almost fell. Fortunately, the captain of the personal guard was quick to help him in time.

"Mulun is here? So soon?"

Master Jin sat on the bed, confirming in disbelief.

"Well, after receiving the call from the general, Mr. Mu set off immediately. He was delayed because he wanted to avoid the war zone, so he only brought three people."

  The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the rough wind knows the sincere minister!

Upon hearing the news, he ignored his own safety and only took a few people with him and rushed back without stopping. How loyal is that? !

Master Jin, with gauze wrapped on his head, shook off the captain of the personal guard's hand, and without even bothering to put on his shoes, he got out of bed and walked quickly out of the house.

"General!"

Mu Lun was indeed waiting outside the door, looking exhausted.

Master Jin's eyes trembled, and he said nothing. He just walked over and held the other person's hand tightly.

it is more than words.

The silence speaks.

"General, shoes."

The captain of the guard chased out with shoes in his hand.

Mu Lun saw this, and then looked down at Lord Jin's bare feet. He was so moved that he asked the captain of the guard to bring the shoes over so that he could put them on Lord Jin himself.

Master Jin held his hand tightly, making it impossible for him to squat down.

"Did you encounter any danger on the way?"

"Have a safe trip. General, put on your shoes first, be careful not to catch a cold."

Master Jin ignored him and pulled him into the house, "You didn't get any rest all night, don't say anything, just have a good sleep first."

Are you planning to give up your bed to someone else, or are you planning to sleep on the same bed?

"The military situation is urgent. How can I sleep at this time... General, what's wrong with your head?"

Mu Lun, who rushed over overnight, seemed to have just noticed the injury on Master Jin's forehead.

"I accidentally bumped into him while fighting the rebels last night."

"General, the fighting can be left to us. You don't have to go to the front lines in person."

"I have more than 20 gunshot wounds of varying sizes on my body. This minor hindrance is nothing to worry about."

Master Jin sneered.

"General, you must never put yourself in danger again."

Mu Lun is still trying to persuade.

Lord Jin knew the other party's sincerity and stopped arguing. He still held Mu Lun's hand tightly, as if "if you are here, everything will be fine".

"Now that you're here, there's no need for me to take risks."

Mu Lun withdrew his hand.

"The situation in Negandu is more serious than I thought. It seems that there are quite a few rebels sneaking in. Without further ado, General, take me to check our drones."

Master Jin's expression changed, and he no longer cared to continue showing his affection, and nodded immediately.

"You're right. As long as our drones are launched, those traitors will be killed without a burial place!"

After putting on their shoes, Jin Zhu and Mu Lun immediately went to the Information Operations Department.

"General! President Mu!"

There must be more than a few people who couldn't sleep last night.

The Information Operations Department must have stayed up all night. When they saw Lord Jin arriving, their already pale faces turned even paler. Only when they saw Mu Lun was there too did they breathe a sigh of relief.

"Did you find the problem?"

Lord Jin asked with a sullen face.

There was silence.

No one dared to respond.

In fact, if the problem had been found, there would be no need for him to come in person. He would have gone to report the good news long ago.

"General, let's take off again and see."

Because of his personality, Mu Lun could be considered relatively benevolent among all the warlords. He interrupted at this time in order to save time, but he also meant to help the Information Warfare Department to get away from the trap.

Master Jin didn't care about the punishment and nodded.

Under Mu Lun's personal supervision, a drone took off and then quickly flew away into the distance. Everything seemed to be going very smoothly.

"General, Mr. Mu, the control system is out of control again."

In just over a minute, the drone that had flown out flew back automatically.

Master Jin's face was as gloomy as water, and he asked Mu Lun, "What do you think the problem is?"

Mu Lun did not answer in a hurry, "General, give me some time."

Master Jin nodded silently.

Mulun returned to the control center.

It is true that not everyone can be the chief steward.

The entire Information Operations Department scratched their heads and worked all night without any progress, but Mu Lun took action and, despite being exhausted from a night of travel, identified the crux of the problem in less than two hours.

“Geo-fencing?”

Lord Jin frowned deeply.

Mu Lun nodded, his expression serious, and explained in a simple manner, "These drones have been implanted with a set of programs since they were manufactured, and they have the highest priority. Normally, this program will not be activated, but once it is activated, the drone will strictly abide by the scope of activities specified by this program and will no longer be under the command of the actual controller, just like what we just saw."

“You mean, it’s not them that have the problem, it’s the drone that has the problem?”

Mu Lun nodded heavily. "General, we were fooled. When these drones were handed over to us, they kept some tricks. Now Negan should have been set outside the geographical fence, so the drones are out of control and become useless toys."

The corner of Master Jin's eye twitched.

  This result is undoubtedly unbearable for him!

If it's a human problem.

Just need to change a batch!

But there is a problem with the drone itself...

Then he will be helpless.

And doesn't that mean that from now on, the drones he relies on will become a bunch of expensive toys? "Are you sure?"

Lord Jin was unwilling to accept the reality, but at the same time, his mind was indeed very quick. As a warlord, or to put it bluntly, a bandit, he certainly did not understand current high-tech equipment very well, but his logic was still clear.

"Since we can implant some kind of fence, why not just implant a defection or self-destruction program? Wouldn't that be more straightforward?"

Mu Lun was silent for a while.

"Because drones are also commodities, who would buy them if they could turn against one's side or self-destruct at random times?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Geofencing is bearable.

After all, the seller certainly wouldn't want the weapons he's selling to turn around and hit him.

This is human nature.

But if it becomes an uncontrollable time bomb and the weapons you bought will fire at yourself, I believe no one will accept it.

Master Jin suddenly understood, and his face turned even darker.

Just like Mulun said.

I got fooled.

  I've been really cheated!

This is not some peerless magic weapon at all, it's clearly just a pile of scrap metal!

"Then do you have any solution?"

Mu Lun shook his head. "It should be only...Mr. Jiang who can handle it."

The last bit of extravagant hope in Master Jin's heart was shattered.

"We helped Mr. Jiang so much, but we didn't expect that he would be wary of us from the beginning."

Lord Jin gritted his teeth and didn't even think about what had caused the current situation.

Also.

Reflecting on oneself is so difficult.

It's easy to blame others.

The trump card drone can no longer be relied upon, and may not be relied upon in the future. This kind of pain is much more heart-wrenching than the wound on the forehead, but Lord Jin is a hero who has experienced many ups and downs after all. He has not sunk into the facts that cannot be changed and is unable to extricate himself, and is trying hard to suppress his bleeding mood.

"Mulun, what do you think we should do next?"

Without drones, the difficulty of eliminating Wei Yi would undoubtedly increase significantly.

Mu Lun did not rush to answer this question, but reminded him promptly and wisely, "General, Baturu cheated us of fifty drones."

Add oil to the fire.

To make matters worse!

Yes.

My drone is no longer usable.

But Weiyi didn't have fifty of them.

Although they are the same drones, there are essential differences.

His own drone was restricted to a toy, but Wei Yi’s was not!

This is a long time.

  Is the advantage still mine?

Master Jin gritted his teeth, wondering if he ever regretted his choice for a moment.

of course.

Even if he regretted it he would never admit it.

After all, things have come to this point and there is no way back.

"Mulun, do you think I should have accepted Mr. H's conditions and attacked Kaluzi directly?"

Master Jin had a sinister expression, with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"General, it's too late now."

Mu Lun said refinedly.

Time passes.

Forget about attacking Huanglong directly, now their own nest is about to catch fire, and the most urgent task is to stabilize the rear.

"Now, immediately, everyone, take up your weapons and go into battle to kill the enemy!"

Lord Jin vented his emotions on the information warfare troops.

The drone has become scrap metal.

There is no need for a special organization of several hundred people to exist.

Letting a group of "operators" carry guns and go directly to the battlefield is no different from sending them to their deaths, but Mu Lun did not stop it.

Since you are a soldier, killing the enemy is your duty.

The Information Operations Department was disbanded immediately.

As hundreds of pale-faced men went to get new equipment under the supervision of their comrades, some of them even had trembling legs.

"General, I think we can try to contact Mr. H at this time."

"What's the point of contacting him? Are we really going to follow his instructions and attack Kaluzi?"

Master Jin obviously misunderstood what his number one favorite general meant. He only heard Mu Lun say, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Our current situation is partly caused by Mr. H. He should bear some responsibility for this."

It's true that what goes up must go down.

What kind of leader you have, what kind of subordinates you will get.

Pulling people aside and shifting the blame is his specialty.

"Don't you understand what kind of people the West are? They are even more cunning than the East! They want to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers, using us as pawns. Now they should be watching the show comfortably!"

"You need a ticket to watch a play. General, since we are being used as guns, we can't work for nothing, right? The Westerners should also pay us."

Master Jin frowned, "You know I mentioned it to him before, paying the military expenses in advance, but was rejected."

"That's because the general's attitude is not firm enough."

Mu Lun's eyes were bright and his voice was steady and powerful. "Watching the show for free is certainly in the interests of Westerners. But if we don't cooperate with the show, there will be no show to watch, so he will be a little anxious, right?"

Master Jin was thoughtful, his eyes flickering, "You mean..."

"General, you only need to tell him that if he is unwilling to provide military aid, then we will negotiate with Wei Yi. We are one family, so why can't we reconcile?"

Master Jin's pupils dilated, then shrank again, "Mu Lun, do you know what you are talking about?"

"General, this is just a statement to the Westerners. We will definitely not negotiate peace with Wei Yi, but we can use this as a condition to threaten the Westerners."

"Will Westerners be fooled?" Lord Jin couldn't help but ask.

He understood what Mu Lun meant. It was just bluffing. They and Wei Yi were already enemies, and there was no possibility of reconciliation. However, he believed that Westerners could see it as well.

"This is not called being fooled. Westerners are the best at doing business, and they should know the trade-offs. Our life-and-death fight with Wei Yi is in their best interests. In comparison, I believe they won't mind a little bloodshed. Even if there is only a 10% chance that we can negotiate peace with Wei Yi, I believe they are not willing to take the gamble, and there is no need. Mr. Jiang is not short of money, so are Westerners worse than Mr. Jiang?"

Master Jin's expression changed, as if he had suddenly been enlightened!

Yes!

Crying children get candy.

I gave up my comfortable life and risked my life for the Westerners. Why should I let the Westerners reap the benefits?

That's not how trading works.

  Even if it is a business cooperation and the contract is finalized, you still have to pay a part of the deposit first, right?

"Mu Lun, you are really my Zhuge!"

In excitement, Master Jin couldn't help but grab Mu Lun's wrist again.

"General, please call as soon as possible. The sooner we get assistance, the less casualties our soldiers will suffer."

Master Jin nodded vigorously and said fiercely: "If the Westerners don't agree, I will call it a day. At worst, I will lose face and go beg Mr. Jiang again!"

Master Jin decisively took out his mobile phone and went to find another sucker to defraud money and equipment.

wrong.

It can't be called cheating.

He is not Baturu, he will not run away with the money and equipment. He will use them on the battlefield and work for the Westerners. He is just acting as a thug!

So Master Jin was quite confident when he made the call.

Mu Lun, who had come up with another brilliant plan, watched silently. (End of this chapter)