The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

The inter-ethnic vendettas and civil strife in various regions of Gambia are still going on, and there is no sign of stopping.Yahya was calm and sat on the Diaoyutai. On the second morning of the ethnic conflict, the EO mercenary group came to Gambia, preparing to enter Gambia through the waters controlled by the capital Banjul and complete the employment of President Yahya. Task.

It was just that when they landed on the shore, they were blocked by a group of Gurkha mercenaries who were not tall and had a Nepalese machete pinned to their waists.

"Morgan, long time no see, hehehe..." The earl, the head of the Gurkha mercenary regiment, stretched out his arms to greet Morgan affectionately.

"Earl, hahaha..." Morgan, seeing the earl, had a smile on his face, and also stretched out his arms.

The two hugged each other tightly, looking like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

"Hey, Earl, you're gaining weight now." Morgan, a white man who was two meters tall and had his beard carefully shaved, patted the Earl on the back.

The earl, who was patted on the back by Morgan, was all smiles, and said affectionately to Morgan, "Thank you for that shot, which made me lie down for two full months."

"Oh? What a wonderful thing, hahahaha..." Morgan laughed loudly, with a stern look in his eyes, as if wondering why the shot didn't kill Morgan.

As for the earl, he still had a smiling face, but the viciousness hidden deep in his eyes was far deeper than Morgan's, far more vicious than Morgan's.

The Gurkha mercenary slowly stretched his hand to his waist, pulled out his saber that symbolized honor and spiritual belief, and held it tightly in his hand.There was ferocity and bloodthirsty in their eyes, with sabers in hand, even the steel armor in front couldn't stop their footsteps.

Seeing the Gurkha mercenaries holding sabers, the EO mercenaries suddenly became nervous. They pointed their rifles at the Gurkha mercenaries, ready to shoot at any time.

The atmosphere became tense instantly, no, it should be EO who became tense.Gurkha mercenaries have nothing but boundless fighting spirit, and they bring tension to EO.The two sides are the most powerful mercenaries in the world, but in comparison, EO is not as powerful as Gurkha.

"Hahaha, since the earl wants this business, then our EO will withdraw from Gambia." Morgan smiled all over his face, and seemed to be very happy to give away such a piece of meat.

Hearing these words, the earl showed an expression of absolute disapproval. He took Morgan's arm affectionately and said to him, "Morgan, we are the best partners. Why don't we complete this business together?"

No one knows the delicate relationship between the earl and Morgan, and between the Gurkha mercenaries and EO mercenaries.Said they were enemies, but Morgan and the earl could hug each other affectionately; said they were comrades-in-arms, but Morgan shot the earl again, and the mercenaries on both sides were not friendly.

"I don't think so." Morgan pulled out his arm, patted his waist, glanced at the Gurkha mercenary who only had a Nepalese saber all over his body, and said with a trace of doubt in his eyes: " Earl, let's meet again next time."

After finishing speaking, Morgan signaled his mercenaries to put away their guns, carefully retreated the way they came, and then exited Gambia.

A Gambian naval officer who came to meet EO watched EO return helplessly, then turned his gaze to the Earl.

The naval officer ran over and saluted the earl with a standard military salute.

"Comrade Colonel!"

The earl returned a salute to the naval officer, and then waved at the Gurkha mercenaries behind him.

There was a sound of unison, and all the Nepalese army knives were put into their scabbards again.

"Let's go." The earl gave an order, and led a dozen Gurkha mercenaries towards a ship waiting on the coast, leaving the naval officer there.

The naval officer was stunned for a while, but he didn't dare to step forward to stop the earl.They know exactly what these Nepalese sabers symbolize: they symbolize the most famous, bravest and most fearless Gurkha mercenaries in the world.

This group of people has faith and never lacks fighting spirit. Even if you cut his neck off, they will take your life away with a knife.

EO was gone, Gurkha was gone, and the naval officers suddenly realized an extremely important problem: there were no mercenaries to help them.

Both of the two strongest mercenaries have given up on Gambia, so other small mercenary regiments must not dare to enter Gambia to accept missions.Because anyone can see what happened just now, Gurkha is to prevent EO from entering Gambia.

The officer immediately dialed Yahya's private phone and reported the situation to Yahya.

Yahya was stunned for a moment when he heard the news, and then roared furiously: dispatch the marines to kill these Gurkha mercenaries.

Regarding the order issued by the president, the naval officer could only smile wryly.Kill, how to kill?The Gurkha mercenaries just now had only one Nepalese saber all over their bodies. They could force EO to retreat with only one Nepalese saber. How could they kill these soldiers?

The Gambian Marine Corps may be able to reach the coastal cities of China as Yahya said, but it is a pity that it is so pale and powerless in the face of a mercenary.

The naval officer did not dare to disobey the president's orders.In Gambia, anyone who dared to disobey Yahya's orders was sentenced to death, no matter who he was.

A dozen Gambian marines, led by officers, entered a small village south of Banjul, shot and killed dozens of civilians, chopped off their heads, and brought them back to Banjul to claim credit for the president.

At this time, the Lurker mercenaries are still enjoying the sunshine, beauties, seafood and beaches comfortably. They are waiting, waiting for the Gambian government to stand up before they come forward.

The Gurkha mercenaries were contacted by Zhao Ziyang. They had a private agreement before that, apart from not being able to avenge the Black Hawk, the Gurkha mercenaries would fully support the Lurker's rise again.With such a powerful foreign aid, Zhao Ziyang naturally wants to make good use of it.

"Boss, those little guys in Gurkha are really good. They scared the EO away without even holding a gun, hahaha..." A black mercenary who had just joined the lurker shouted to Zhao Ziyang who was sleeping on the couch Smiling, eyes full of envy.

In the eyes of this mercenary, Gurkhas are undoubtedly a group of real warriors, and there is a trace of respect and yearning on his face.

With a "slap", the blade slapped the black mercenary on the head, and said to him angrily: "Gun ghost, you know what a fart, I think the Gurkha mercenaries had to retreat in front of our lurkers back then. "

This is the truth. Lurkers belonged to the kind of existence hidden under the light in their heyday. Small mercenaries did not know, but large mercenaries knew what kind of existence Lurker was.If the lurkers fought with Gurkhas, the large number of Gurkhas might not be able to take advantage of it, because the lurkers were all the elite of the elite, which was enough to make up for the lack of manpower.

"Shit!" The gun ghost cursed, and turned his gaze to Zhao Ziyang, wanting to see what Zhao Ziyang had to say.

Zhao Ziyang, who was sleeping on the recliner wearing sunglasses, stretched his waist, patted the gun ghost on the shoulder and said to him: "Gun ghost, you used to belong to the South African Marine Corps, you may not know much about our lurkers, this It doesn't matter at all."

Gun Ghost pricked up his ears and listened, waiting for Zhao Ziyang to continue.

It's just that Zhao Ziyang didn't continue to talk about the past of the lurker. After all, even he didn't know how terrifying the lurker was.Because the Lurker was hit hard by the US military not long after he joined, if it weren't for the presence of Pandora, Angel, and Omo, he would think that the Lurker was really bad.

"Just now Gurkha wanted to kill all the EOs. How could they not have any ambushes when they arrived in Gambia first? Have you noticed any differences in the surrounding sniper spots?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Well, there is a different feeling. It seems that there are people there, but I'm not sure." Gun Ghost answered Zhao Ziyang honestly.

"Fifteen sniper points are completely occupied by Gurkhas. If the Earl issues an order, the first round of sniping will kill more than half of the EO. Gurkhas are not a bunch of brave skins, old brands that can survive for centuries The mercenary organization is much stronger than you think, after all, sabers are not as good as guns."

"But why didn't you carry out the sniping?" Gun Ghost asked again.

"That's because Morgan has passed on the information. Gurkha can kill a mercenary in EO by surprise, so there is no proof of death. But Morgan has already passed on the information, just after he threw off the earl's right hand."

After being reminded, the gun ghost came to his senses, and he also recalled that Morgan made a slap on the waist after shaking off the earl's right hand.

"Listen." Zhao Ziyang took off his sunglasses and squinted his eyes at the sun and said to the gun ghost: "No one in this world can provoke a lurker, as long as I am here."

A smile bloomed on the gun ghost's face. He believed in Zhao Ziyang's ability: he was ruthless, merciless, and would never leave any way for the enemy to survive. The most important thing was that he was so reckless in war that he couldn't see it...

The next day passed, and the country in Gambia became even more chaotic. The battle between the two opposing races became fierce, and gradually evolved into a situation where multiple races fought hand in hand.

Outside of Banjul, corpses hung high on big trees can be seen everywhere. These corpses were brutally stripped of human skin and beheaded. There were even hundreds of headless corpses hanging at the head of a village.

The flies surrounded these corpses, greedily sucking the blood from the corpses, so densely packed that they couldn't be driven away.

One village after another was massacred. Dark red blood and viscera were clearly visible on the dirt roads in the villages. What was inhaled into the nose was the smell of blood mixed with gunpowder smoke.

At this time, Yahya was in a hurry, because Morgan's phone could no longer be reached, and the EO mercenary group seemed to have given up on themselves and no longer served them.

When Yahya lost hope in EO, he immediately searched for mercenaries through various relationships, but all the mercenaries refused to enter Gambia to perform tasks.He didn't know the reason, and he didn't have time to think about the reason. Now he could only rely on himself.

Therefore, after the racial conflict became intense, Yahya began to mobilize his thousands of marines who were strong enough to stop the war in the Taiwan Strait.He firmly believes that his fighters are the strongest, because his fighters have just killed dozens of Gurkha mercenaries who are said to be very powerful.

The Gambian government army walked out of Banjul and advanced inland without the help of mercenaries. At the same time, the lurkers also ended their short vacation and quietly followed the Gambian government army.