Ace of the Dragon Division

Chapter 592: 593: Can I have your autograph? You're too harsh.

Thereafter, the soot dispersed.

A large piece of corpse floated around, and a black man with a black hood stood there.

Finally, he glanced back at the drone and, with a bullet in his hand, directly blew up the drone that lowered it.

Clicking sounds of video interruptions.

Command is quiet, dead quiet, and the needle falls quietly.

Sitting in a chair, paralyzed, rubbing my hair, I can't believe it.

And all four commanders sat directly on the ground, watching the video on the black screen coming from the sound of sand, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but wipe their tears.

The battle showed them an unknown power of fear compared to death.

One of the world's most elite special forces squadron has just fallen!

Died this time in Area 7, which, in the view of all countries, would be the weakest of the chicken ribs.

But the tragic death data woke up the proud American Emperor, and this slap woke them up directly, not to say, but to a silly point.

Look at all those people at headquarters, a wife married to a bereaved son, and the expression is a close-up of their journey at the moment.

It's evening.

Xu Chengpu waved at Disai, who had been watching the mountain, and rushed down to the mountain.

Shortly afterwards, when those who sought refuge thought the storm was coming, it did not come. It's two trucks, full of corpses!

Special Forces corpse of the American Emperor!

When Xu Cheng got out of the car, he held a cigarette and flushed the black cats. “Come and count the numbers, right? Are they the ones who killed your old nest? Take a good look, don't miss it. ”

The black cats ran out and saw the bodies of Medic soldiers in the car, one by one shocked.

Not to mention them, but the dozen stranger captains came over to look at the bodies in shock.

Xu Cheng walked directly into his office to change clothes.

And the asylum-seekers and the black cats all turned their bodies around, all talking about cars, all shocked at how they were killed.

Chekov crouched down and looked at the bodies and sighed: "One shot to the head! At least 12 of these people died from sniper guns, and each shot hit directly in the face! ”

As he said, he touched the materials on the Meredith soldiers. "Dude, this dress is definitely worth tens of thousands of dollars! It is a set with a helmet, all for soldier with high soldier combat ability as a knight strike. ”

The black cat nodded: "That's it, we can't hurt them with bullets. And in the midst of the riots, there were helmets on the head and these clothes below the neck, which were hard to hit in the face. ”

"That's right," said Chekov. "You see, they're all punched in the face in the head. The boss is the boss, and this sniper shooting is terrible. ”

“Strength is not necessarily weak," Mario said. You look at the rest of the bodies. Fourteen people have their throats cut. This is a melee assassination! ”

“These three are the heads of the special forces, this man is Cassie, and I heard them call him captain that night, and according to other information received on the black market earlier, the three men have S-level strength.” The black cats were shocked to see the bodies of Cassie and Zuckerberg and Bourne.

Mario picks the eyebrows: “Are you sure they're S, not B? The person whose throat was stabbed in the trachea shouldn't be a problem for the S-level master at all, and this, the guy whose head was shot in the head with a broken wrist, for an S-level expert, dying of this bullet penetration is an insult, and look at this captain, Cassie, who has a dark bruise on his chest, indicating that his gut is necrotic, he should have died of a punch. It's a little too easy for three people to die, isn't it? ”

“They're really good.” The Black Cat said: "The three of them killed more people that night than anyone else, and our boss was tortured to death by Cassie's captain after he knifed over his hands and feet. ”

And then Dissey suddenly said, "Mario, do you question the strength of these soldiers or do you not believe in the strength of Brother Cheung? ”

“I didn't.” Mario, keep your mouth shut. "Don't put me in a hole. ”

Now it is obvious that Xu Cheng is becoming more and more invisible in this team, and everyone is more and more respectful to the leader of Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng changed his clothes and said to all the captains: "There are 28 corpses, 28 bulletproof vests and helmets, each captain receives one set, and the rest is hidden. ”

These good goods belong to the military power of the State and are not generally sold to the outside world. Don't see how expensive they are, but you can't buy them, so preserving their nature will suffice in mercenary land.

Those captains were happy, one by one, to start removing vests and helmets.

“Thank you, brother Cheng. ”

People who see other black cats and those who are scattered are very envious. With this set of equipment, how useful is it to save lives in the future?

After Dixie wore it, he was even more comfortable as an assassin.

At this point, a soldier on guard rushed in and said, "Brother Cheng, the American Emperor's men are here. ”

Not Americans, but scattered mercenaries, forced to negotiate with Xu Cheng.

He had a satellite phone in his hand that allowed him to make video calls.

Xu Cheng had to put on his hood again to pick up the video conversation.

The other party is a senior officer and should be the commander this time.

“The remains of our soldiers wish you kindness. ”

“I heard that you Americans are rich, and the remains of a soldier are half a million dollars. There are 28 bodies here, 14 million dollars. One minute less, I'll throw them all away for the vultures. ”

Opposite scolding: “You're blackmailing. ”

Xu Cheng: “No, this is what the victor deserves. ”

Opposite: "Do you believe our bombers can flatten your mountains? ”

Xu Cheng: “Don't think I'm illiterate and don't understand politics. First, you want to send troops in. Ask this neighbouring country first. Will the remaining four countries allow troops to come in? Don't say a fighter plane. You can fly a tank in here and I lose. ”

The other side is gonna be pissed off.

Seo Cheng is right, this neighbouring country will not allow the US Emperor to be stationed here watching them as if they were strangling the throats of the four countries, nor will they allow any country to occupy this mercenary land as a military leader to deploy any militarization.

Therefore, Xu Cheng is not afraid of threats. They can only send elite soldiers in the name of fighting criminals, up to a company line-up.

A company for Seo Cheng is really just a tooth stitch!

“Well, my time is limited. If you want the body of a soldier, let the man you arranged to come over with cash. I'm busy, hanging up.” Xu Cheng hung up when he finished speaking.

Before this scattered mercenary left, he turned to Xu Cheng and asked, "Can I have your autograph? You're so fucking naughty! ”

Tonight is over. Tomorrow is over.