I want to be a warlord

"If you're not happy, then I'll leave." Electromagnetic didn't have a good expression.

"No, no, no, no." Wang Zhen quickly smiled.

In the early stages of development, there is nothing left to be done, and it is normal to be busy. It will be fine when everything is on track.

Electromagnetic came to talk about either the hospital or the strip bar, both of which the golden retriever couldn't decide.

It turned out to be true as soon as he opened his mouth, "When will the doctor solve it! I'm just a fucking doctor. How many patients can I see if I don't sleep for 24 hours? Do you want to exhaust me to death?"

"Immediately, a week at most." Wang Zhen did not fool the electromagnetic force. Leader Li had called Wang Zhen before, and a specialized support medical team of 24 people had been organized in China.

Covering surgery, gynecology, pediatrics, and emergency care, including supporting nurse teams.

It is impossible to have as many departments as domestic hospitals and can only focus on major subjects.

Moreover, this time not only came alone, but also brought many medical equipment and the latest drugs.

This support is not funded by the state, but jointly sponsored by two pharmaceutical-related manufacturers, who want to conduct clinical trials here.

Clinical trials are actually human experiments.

Any new drug must undergo four phases of clinical trials before being put on the market to verify the drug's efficacy, absorption, metabolism, etc., including whether there are any adverse reactions and other safety issues.

In most cases, Phase I and II clinical trials are conducted in underdeveloped countries.

There is no need to have any resistance to human trials. This is a necessary step. If the relevant effects of the drug are not fully understood, it will never be put on the market.

After listening to Wang Zhen's explanation, the electromagnetic expression finally softened, "Not bad, let You Congyun speed up the progress. It's just a Caigangfang hospital. It's damn crude enough. We can't have all the doctors and equipment here. This The Bianlian hospital hasn’t been built yet!”

"Yes, yes, let Lao You work overtime." Wang Zhen nodded repeatedly. Doctor, anyone who dares to offend You Congyun will have to suffer.

You Congyun, you don’t want to have no one to take care of you when you are sick...

"You want prostitutes, 15 of them." Electromagnetic looked at Wang Zhen with disdain.

Wang Zhen's eyes widened. God asked me to ask for a prostitute?
  If someone else had said that, he would have scolded him back.

"Okay, okay, let's open the business. Just notify the company." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

The place has been built.

A color steel factory building with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters is used as a striptease bar, and a two-story ordinary color steel building is built nearby. The first floor is used for business, and the second floor is where the women live.

After Wang Zhen told You Congyun, the guy immediately worked overtime and built it early...

Extremely positive.

You Congyun: We construction workers are also in a panic, and we don’t dare to randomly look for women in Africa. Do you know how our lives have ended?

……

Wang Zhen was dealing with messy trivial matters at the foot of the mountain, and Golden Retriever finally got out of it. Early the next morning, he took a boat to the gold mine to hide, taking Lao Liu and beer with him.

Lao Liu wants to configure explosives, and Beer is a blaster. He needs to see the places that need blasting on the spot and design a blasting plan.

There was a delay for a while, and it was already noon when we arrived at the gold mining camp. We brought a lot of delicious food to satisfy everyone's cravings.

For two consecutive days, things were relatively quiet. It was not until the third day that the camera on the river bank noticed that a large force was coming.

The Golden Retrievers ran over immediately after getting the news.

Looking at the surveillance screen, Donkey clapped his hands and cursed with an ugly face: "Damn it, I thought Wang finally made a mistake, but here comes the damn fools. They don't have any brains at all." !"

"Obviously, they were delayed because they didn't have the tools to cross the river." Jin Mao said while looking at the screen.

In the surveillance video, two plastic steel speedboats were pulling twelve rafts with iron chains behind them, and the rafts were full of people.

At a rough count, there should be seventy or eighty armed men wearing old camouflage uniforms and holding AKs and RPGs in their hands.

The two days of delay were spent making rafts, otherwise there would be no way to transport so many people together.

"There are more than expected. It seems that this group of people is very strong." The poet said, touching his chin.

"Definitely, more than 20 people have been killed by us before and after. These are the armed personnel placed outside by the other party. It is natural that there are more in the nest." Jin Mao nodded and said: "But if these people are lost again, there will probably not be many left. too much."

"This is not necessarily true. It only takes half an hour to learn how to use the AK series. In an environment like South Sudan, a simple training can complete the replenishment of troops in three days. The acceptance of death of people here is much higher than that in Europe, America and the Middle East." Old Liu shook his head and said: "They are in the drug business. They send the goods to Egypt. They cannot return empty-handed. They must have smuggled some arms back. No matter how hard the AK series resists, they will not be able to survive in this environment. Year."

"The U.S. dollar is not a hard currency in Africa, arms are. It is far worse to exchange drugs into money than arms."

"What's more, Egypt is close to the Middle East. It is not difficult to get arms from there, especially goods from Pakistan and Iran." When it comes to weapons, Lao Liu has the most say.

"Can such people be considered soldiers?" Donkey's eyes widened. "Old Liu, please don't insult the profession of soldiers. At most, they are gangsters who know how to take money!"

"Okay, okay, terrorists, the little bastard has determined their nature." Old Liu said with a smile.

"Wow, you are such a little bastard, everyone heard it!" Donkey looked excited.

"Okay, okay, they have already started to go ashore, get ready!" Jin Mao interrupted the chat between the two and waved his hand.

This group of people did not come ashore at the opening close to the gold mine, but more than 200 meters downstream, and now they were entering the forest one after another.

Once people enter the forest, the drones in the sky can't see anything.

Fortunately, in the woods near the camp, seven wireless cameras acting as drones were hung on the trees. The group was discovered just as they approached the edge of the woods.

"Get ready, people are coming out." Jin Mao ordered in the channel.

The gold mine is still the same as it was before, with two watchtowers and two sandbag fortresses, but the two watchtowers at the entrance are a little scorched, and a man wearing a camouflage uniform and hat is leaning against the watchtowers with the back of his head facing outside.

The only problem is that not only the people on the two arrow towers, but also the people in the sandbag fortress have their backs to everyone... This bait is indeed a bit too rough.

But the problem is, rough, these terrorists have never seen anything like this before. After all, they have too little experience and are too simple...

In the camera, several figures were hiding behind trees and looking towards the gold mining camp for a while. Within half a minute, a group of terrorists rushed out quickly.

Naturally, the dummies showed no reaction to this.

After running to a distance of about ten meters, the terrorists rushing in front could no longer hold back. Twenty or so people raised their guns to the back and started shooting as they ran.

Bullets flew towards the arrow tower and sandbag fort like a violent storm.

No matter how low the accuracy was, with so many people and so many bullets, several dummies were still hit by bullets.

What the terrorists just can't figure out is why these people haven't reacted when they were shot?

Before they could figure it out, Golden Retriever suddenly ordered loudly: "Fire!"

Several branches on the ground of the camp were suddenly opened, and Bigfoot, Beer, Pipe and other people emerged. M240 was set up on the ground, and several people formed a crossfire, aiming at the rushing crowd and shooting wildly.

The front of the camp is more than 50 meters wide. If these people want to attack the camp, they will naturally be relatively densely packed within this range. The formation is too dense!
  Under the cross fire, before he could react, the man fell down like wheat.

In just 10 seconds, three M240s fired more than 100 rounds of ammunition, mowing down more than a dozen people!
  If the 7.62mm NATO bullet hits an unarmored target, it will be seriously injured and the combat effectiveness will be lost in an instant.

The firepower was so brutal that some of the terrorists who reacted were so frightened that they threw themselves to the ground and held their heads and did not dare to move. Some were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. Only a few were frightened so much that they actually stood there holding their guns and shouting. Then he also started shooting.

After being brave for five seconds, maybe three, he was shot dead on the spot by people emerging from in and around the camp.

On the other side, a similar scene was staged at the entrance of the camp more than 200 meters away.

The entrance here is narrower, and the first wave of terrorists suffered more losses.

Barbed wire has a better defensive effect than a thick wall at this moment. It cannot pass people, and it does not block bullets. The donkeys and others in the trenches behind the barbed wire are helpless in beating the terrorists!
  Seeing that the first wave of charging people were ambushed, the leader knew that this group of people had actually discovered that they were ambush here.

Anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his courage. He grabbed the RPG from the hands of the bystanders, ducked out from behind the tree where he was hiding, took a brief look and pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh!" A puff of white smoke.

The imagined explosion did not occur. If you look carefully, the warhead is actually stuck in the barbed wire fence. Half of the head has gone through, with a piece of barbed wire dented inward, but that's it.

While he was feeling annoyed, the poet's gun had already locked onto this guy. With a 'bump' sound, a splash of blood spattered from his chest. A hole the size of a fist opened in his back, and blood and flesh spewed out.

The launch tube on his shoulder fell to the ground, and the last thing he saw in the world was that the warhead hanging on the barbed wire finally exploded after the set five seconds.

It's just that this explosion can't hurt anyone.

"Da da"

"Da da"

Although the number was less than one-sixth of the attackers, they took advantage of the favorable location and ambush to perfectly utilize the strong qualities of their individual soldiers, and gained an absolute upper hand from the start of the fight.

The terrorists' morale was extremely low due to the huge losses at the beginning. After repeated attacks, their numerical advantage was not fully utilized and they were firmly suppressed in place.

Modern war is never simply about the number of people.

After about ten minutes of fighting, the terrorists could no longer bear the losses and began to retreat while fighting.

Seeing this, Golden Retriever loudly ordered: "Monitor, detonate the mines!"

"Roger that!"

The monitor has been waiting for a long time. I picked up the mouse, held down the left button and swiped on the screen. It was like circling soldiers in a game. Five mines were circled in at once, and the mouse double-clicked on the detonation button.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

The forest was filled with explosions!
  The camera facing these five landmines clearly captured the four escaping guys who were stiffened by the explosion, then staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Cool!
  Is this a war?
  Are you sure it's not a war game?
  After this system was designed, the monitor was the first to be put into actual operation, and I was very excited!

He grinned and said to himself with a big smile, "Oh, if we continue like this, we won't have to go to the battlefield anymore. We can hide in the house and sit in front of the computer and defeat all the enemies!"

While complaining, his hands kept moving, while watching the footage of the camera installed in the tree on the small screen next to him, he determined the enemy's escape route, and once he entered the mine range, he immediately detonated one.

Just listen to the explosions one after another in the forest.

Seeing that everyone ran into the forest and lost sight, Donkey and the others also stood up from the fortifications. Listening to the explosion inside, they raised their hands and scratched their heads.

"Fortunately, this kind of system was created by Wang. If this damn thing was created by his opponent..." As he said that, Donkey took a breath, "It's so damn insidious!"

The mines were laid out by themselves, placed under trees or bushes, and covered with leaves or branches. They couldn't be found without crossing the line!

The router and camera are hidden in the trees and cannot be discovered!
  What a jungle of death!

The poet smashed his mouth, and rarely commented, "Despicableness is the pass for despicable people!"

Seven or eight minutes later, no more explosions were heard, and the monitor sounded a rather regretful voice in the channel, "The mine is gone!"

"Is it fun?" asked the donkey, rubbing his teeth.

"Fun!" The monitor nodded heavily.

"Clean the battlefield." Golden Retriever said with a smile.

Half an hour later, Wang Zhen received news from Jinmao. He didn't know exactly how many attackers came, but 65 bodies were found.

Moreover, the monitor also reported on the experience of using the system named "Mine Sweeper" by Wang Zhen. To sum up, the gaming experience needs to be improved. (End of chapter)