Free Soldier King Mixed Country

What Freman relied on was the members of the Black Dragon clan around him, who assisted Freman to complete many difficult tasks.

The failure of Rost last time had a lot to do with the existence of these people. The members of the Black Dragon clan sneaked into his residence and had already figured out all the conditions of his residence, allowing Freman to know everything well.

Rost lost before the battle started. The situation in the camp and the configuration of firepower were completely exposed to Freeman's eyes, so Freeman would solve the battle at such a fast speed.

If Roster is successfully rescued, then if Roster wants to fight Freeman, he will inevitably be afraid of the masters around Freman. At this time, he told Roster that there are actually such people around Xu Qiang. Rost will definitely increase his confidence.

"All I can think of is this. What should I do next is to ask you to take a trip. You must win Rost. Only with Rost's assistance can we win this battle."

Duan Zhisheng naturally has no doubt. For Xu Qiang's future, he is willing to go this trip and work as a lobbyist, which does not fit his character.

Xiaozhi uses emotions and reason. He likes the most direct method. Since Xu Qiang is in danger this time, he must move as a master and do everything he can and should do.

"The most important thing besides this is morale. Xu Qiang, do you have any solution?"

Xu Qiang is the leader of the mercenary group. This kind of work should be done by him. Solving the morale problem seems to be very difficult, especially when the war is about to break out, and everyone's heart is pressed against a stone.

After lighting a cigarette and taking a few deep sips, Xu Qiang calmed himself down first, so that he could think about the problem. After a few minutes, the cigarette burned to the end.

"In order to solve the morale problem, I will take the mercenary group and implement the plan of annexation in advance, and clean up all the nearby mercenary groups."

Originally, this plan was planned to be carried out a week later, in order to keep everyone's morale, the plan had to be carried out in advance, he said immediately.

"Morale is not stated, but made by themselves. Only in battle will they forget their fear and move forward bravely. Once people are free, they will think wildly."

"You think the same as me, so we will implement it according to this plan, but the content of the plan can only be known to a few of us present, and we must not disclose any information to outsiders."

In order for Perod to keep secrets, confidentiality work must be done in place. He has already smelled it, and the mercenary group exudes a sense of rebellion.

As for who will rebel and who will stay and persevere, it is not easy to draw conclusions now. Perrod only hopes that the Lengjian Mercenary Group can survive this storm.

Only after experiencing this battle can they continue to survive in the mercenary world and fight for the first position. They are already on the cliff, and if they are not careful, they will fall into the abyss, and the result will be broken bones.

On the other side, with a heavy rain at night, the pouring rain seemed to fall from the sky, and a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the sky in half.

In this kind of weather, no one will go out and find a place to take shelter from the rain, but for those who are fleeing, there is no chance to stop. Even if there is a sea of ​​knives in front of them, they must continue on.

In a military jeep, the windshield wipers could not remove the rain from the windshield. Soon the rain gathered again, and the car was struggling to walk on a muddy path, with splashing mud blocking the view.

The car lights emit a pale white light to illuminate the situation ahead. The muddy road is full of rainwater. This kind of off-road capable jeep still has the wheels slipping on it.

The outer car body was full of bullet holes, bullets hit it, and the iron sheet was torn apart. At this moment, the two people sitting in the carriage tried to carry a dead body in the car, pushed open the rear door, and threw the body away. Went on.

During the escape along the way, they started with more than 200 people, and now there are only four left. Not long ago, the chasing soldiers chased up, and a burst of fire killed the person sitting in the car, and the bullet penetrated. It broke the iron sheet and pierced the chest.

Although there was still a sigh of relief at the time, at this time, who would have the mind to see a doctor, can only wait until the person dies and throw the corpse out of the car.

Rost was lying halfway in the car. He did not expect that his fame would end up like this in the end. It didn't matter if he lost to others, but because of his own carelessness, he lost to Freman, a sinister and despicable villain. .

It is true that he likes to live a comfortable life, with tasks to take, money to make, and women to sleep beside him. These are enough for him. There is nothing worth keeping him fighting. He also deeply understands a truth.

The first is not easy to do, just like Sauron, unless you have absolute means to keep you in this position, otherwise it is best to live a stable life, wait until you sit in the first position and you will find out , There will be a lot of opponents around you.

It was precisely because of this kind of thought and life that Rost was paralyzed and led to Freman's invasion and attack. In the end, he was defeated and ended up here, fleeing everywhere. Behind him, Freman's pursuers were still chasing and killing him.

"Damn Freman, my mercenary group has been defeated by you, don't you still want to let me go!"

At this moment, Rost wanted to find Freman himself, and asked him loudly, what else he wanted, is he really going to kill him?

Roster is old, not old, but he has become an old man in his heart. The indisputable thought that he will not beat others, and others will not be tempted by himself, it is really pitiful and sad.

He has not rested for three days in a row. He has been fleeing everywhere, circled in the desert and ran on the grassland, and finally came to this place. There are fewer and fewer people around him. Until now, only the poor are left. A few, waiting to be buried with him.

More than two hundred people died on the road, and the bodies were discarded at will. The chasing soldiers still did not give up the idea of ​​killing him. Rost wanted to live, but this hope in his heart had obviously become increasingly faint.

He is holding a matching gun in his hand. This gun has been with him for many years. It has always been invincible. Now that it ends like this, is he going to commit suicide by drinking bombs?

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