The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

boom! ! !
When Sesuo used an RPG to blow up the roof of the old brick factory with a wisp of fire, I watched helplessly as a figure was thrown away and fell from the roof...

I couldn't tell whether this person was blown up or jumped off the building on his own initiative. However, this distinction is no longer important to me, the winner.

I have won.

What I didn’t expect was that even if I win, I can win so hard!

The group of green-skinned soldiers rushed over at the moment the body fell to the ground. The green-skinned soldiers had been completely numbed and swarmed up like hyenas after seeing carrion. They didn't care whether the man was dead or not. They just went over with guns in hand. chug'.

This is not strafing or fighting, it is just adding insult to injury after people lose the ability to resist. It is basically the same as when I pulled the trigger on Xigu's dying body, except that this time more people pulled the trigger.

None of these bastards dared to stretch out their hands in the headwind situation. Finally, the wind came down, and they all rushed forward to vent their anger... Five or six people surrounded the sniper lying on the ground and pulled the trigger. I looked at the old bricks. Gunfire flashed in the factory!
……

"You didn't leave me a damn alive alive?"

"what!"

When I arrived at the old brick factory and saw the dead bodies on the ground, I couldn't bear it anymore. I stared and yelled. I couldn't suppress the anger at all. I would rather take a shot than give the "kill them all" order. The purpose was to perfect this game, but everything changed in the hands of the green soldiers and black men in front of them.

They don't care whether you have a plan or not, they just want the pleasure in front of you!

After being scolded, everyone still stood there in a daze, feeling that they were wronged...

The biggest fear of being a boss is that no one understands you. However, this kind of thing is basically the norm in Meng Neng. If you want to continue to sit in this position, you have to change this. The only way is to do better than others. Only then can you prove that you are stronger than others.

The question is, how can this be changed?

Can you tell this group of completely ruined greenskin soldiers that you have to be sacrificial at times like this, and you have to take human lives to fill them in?
The next second, a green soldier will take off his uniform with an apologetic face and tell you that he quits.

They are here to make money and prestige, not to sell their lives. This is the absolute fact that an army without a sense of honor must face.

Because there is no faith in this army, and without faith there can be no faith. In the absence of both faith and belief, once faced with danger, everyone will look to the side, as if to say, 'How about you? '!
I even suspect that these people might be screwed up if they encounter a favorable situation...

No, it’s not suspicion. They have already messed up the situation in front of them. More than 100 people surrounded three people, and they can still make people dare not take a step forward. If it weren’t for these niggas who grew up under the flames of war, I even suspect that the only way is to surround all the people in this building!
This situation makes me a little bit afraid to imagine what the outcome will be if we really start a war with the Wa State...

What I want is a living mouth!
The pain in my scalp made it seem like nerves were beating in the corners of my eyes, throbbing with pain.

I finally understand why the bosses always lose their temper for no apparent reason, and I finally understand why Lao Qiao always wants to kill someone!
I just want to break down a few of these things to relieve my anger!

Fortunately, I still have a backup plan.

"Hey?"

I dialed the number, and the call was to Menneng People's Hospital: "I'm Xu Ruifeng. The people who were sent there today who were involved in a car accident are the ones who have been watched by the green soldiers. How are their injuries? ?”

"Mr. Xu, everyone is out of danger. One of the seriously injured ones is still in a coma. The remaining three minor injuries have completed all treatment procedures and are currently recovering."

When I got a positive answer, I immediately turned back and shouted: "Seso!"

Sesuo rushed over at a trot. When he got in front of me, he had an embarrassed smile on his face. He probably didn't expect that he would be able to accomplish this.

"Take people to the hospital immediately, and bring those people arrested on the street."

Sesuo's eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to understand what I was thinking and explained: "As long as we don't tell the public, the public won't know how many people held Mr. Bao hostage in the old brick factory. How many more people will we add at this time?" It just depends on whether we are willing..."

He is indeed smart.

Since no one knows how many people are in this building, that is to say, there can be as many people as I want. It can be three people who are dead, or it can be seven and four are left. Live mouth.

I looked at Sesuo and said, "Don't screw up again!" Sesuo immediately pulled my arm and said, "Mr. Xu, then there is no need to go to the hospital and get people out."

Seso winked at me.

He was right.

Even if I present all the real and valid evidence, Mr. Bao from the Wa State will never admit it, so it would be better to have people put on Wa State clothes and role-play.

"Arrange someone to do it."

While Sesuo took a few of his men to explain, I walked into the building, and Dahei and the others were waiting for me at the door of the building.

I didn't scold them anymore. There was no need to scold these black people who didn't understand the language.

At this time, what I was thinking about was how to maximize my profits.

I rushed up to the second floor. When I saw Mr. Bao’s body lying quietly on the ground with his clothes tied up, I sighed silently. I was about to squat down, but was stopped by Da Hei. .

Banbula, who had been following me, translated Dahei's brief message: "Mr. Xu, your people said that there may be a grenade tied with a trip rope hidden on this body."

"Bullshit." I responded.

What I was thinking at the time was, if these guys had grenades in their hands, could they not have grenades thrown at you when they were attacking the building? Would they use them to tie up corpses?
What's more, I saw their attitude of respecting Mr. Bao in the camera with my own eyes, so how could they do such a thing as destroying the body?
I thought I was one level higher than Dahei and the others, and one level smarter than them. But in fact, they adhere to the principle of preserving life, because this kind of risk can only be taken once, and it can only be taken at noon.

I smoothly opened Mr. Bao's clothes. Fortunately, goddess luck was on my side again.

When I took off the body armor from the body and wanted to find a knife to cut open the body armor, I turned around and realized that all five niggas were hiding outside the door, and none of them were exposed to the sight.

"Knife!"

"I fucked you up so much!" I still yelled.

I felt like I had been betrayed by these niggas, and the fire I had just suppressed burst out again.

Dahei didn't hear the explosion, and with Banbula's translation, he walked in, hit his waist and pulled out a dagger. Then I cut the entire outer fabric of the body armor bit by bit and embedded it inside. A pinhole camera and a small microphone were brought out.

As for the tiny GPS, I didn't even look at it. It was useless.

This is the precious loot left behind in today's battle. With it, Lao Qiao will be invincible after fighting the Wa State.

But why do I still feel that there is something wrong with it?

Sesuo appeared at the door of the room and said to me: "Mr. Xu, everything is ready."

"Let them all in."

In this second, I knew what the shortcomings were!

When the green-skinned soldiers wearing Wa costumes entered the room one by one, I suddenly realized that there was no need to act out the gangsterism on their bodies and the indifference on their faces. At this second, I suddenly had an idea and looked at Sai. Suo asked: "Have you given all the instructions?"

Sesuo immediately responded: "Don't worry, I will be listening to whatever the reporters ask for a while. If there is anything slightly wrong, I will immediately ask them to re-record."

I finally gave Sesuo an appreciative look and said, "I will use these people first."

"By the way, you should know Mr. Bai's phone number, right? I'm talking about Mr. Bai from the casino." (End of Chapter)