Reborn Super Bank System

Not far from the border of the territory, there is a small camp. Various buildings are hidden in the dense forest. The exterior of the military-green building is covered with a camouflage protective net, which is very hidden. There are bright and dark on the surrounding hilltops. Outpost.

On the playground of the camp.

Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers stood there neatly, without the slightest noise, their faces were solemn and quiet, and there were more than twenty somewhat dilapidated troop carriers next to them.

There are ten such camps in the territory, which is equivalent to ten battalions. They have different divisions of labor and different equipment, and they defend against potential enemies in all directions. Since Asia Yuan could not purchase the equipment of the mall before, all vehicles are The equipment change is scheduled for next week. Now that we have the money, we must naturally move our subordinates toward a modern, mechanized, and informatized arms.

Don’t lose face, and spending Asian dollars is also a way of depositing money. Otherwise, if you print it and don’t spend it, the system will still not recognize it.

These eliminated vehicles can be used to pull goods, or used by the security brigade. These vehicles are too messy. They are of all kinds, new and old, and Tang Qing looks an eye-catcher.

These soldiers are part of the executors of this mission. A total of three battalions will be dispatched this time, with more than 1,000 soldiers participating, to ensure that there will be no accidents.

The plan was made last night. Only when the Burmese side fulfilled their promises, they would directly start the action. Therefore, early in the morning, the soldiers were ready to go after eating and checking their equipment. They looked like they were facing an enemy.

Many people are very excited.

The hard training during this period of time, coupled with the release of various new equipment, made their mentality completely different from before. Now they have a sense of honor. Under the indoctrination and collective influence, they have discipline and A dream, a goal to strive for.

Standing here early in the morning, although the officers didn't say anything, they guessed something.

All of them are live ammunition, and the amount of ammunition delivered far exceeds the usual training. No matter how bad your mind is, you know that something big is about to happen, either defend or attack.Although they were full of doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to whisper at all. At the beginning of the training, they were scared by the stern instructors. There was a lingering fear. Although the sun in the sky was rising, it also carried not low heat, but the soldiers did not move at all, even commanding. Tang Qing in the room nodded uncontrollably.

Let's not talk about the combat power, this way can still bluff people.

A bit strong military style.

"Get in the car and go."

The supreme officer here suddenly shouted.

The soldiers lifted up their spirits and got on the vehicles of their platoons in an orderly manner.

Action started here.

The soldiers on the opposite side will not be idle either.

The soldiers had already infiltrated the two forces, and even the two leaders had people from Tang Qing.

The action plans on both sides are similar. In order to avoid this infiltration method being known to outsiders, the soldiers who infiltrated will not be allowed to jump directly and bring their hands down to shoot. This is nonsense.

The main purpose of these fighters was to monitor, and they would only raise their hands and surrender at a critical moment. If all the fighters were so blatantly changing their camps, it would be impossible for Tang Qing to kill all of the two forces' subordinates, and leak the news. It's not easy, so this method is not feasible.

The same way as Naidan was handled last time.

Clean up the'Jade Guards' first.

Break through each from top to bottom, anyway, these core members are all evildoers, and there are more than guilty deaths. If this is the case, let them take a ride.

At this moment.

The soldiers lurking around the two leaders also received orders.

...

Mara is the leader of one of the forces. He is fifty-one years old this year. He killed his former leader. He has been the leader for nearly two decades. However, his vigilance has not diminished at all, because of his The predecessor just died of carelessness.

Therefore, every time he goes out, he has to bring a large number of people, and he will let his subordinates check the places to go in advance, and he will go only after he is guarded. In the face of these people who are giving him his life, he is treated very well. Usually he is used to bullying men and women in the local area. He also closes one eye to this, because these people can guarantee his interests, and guns can protect his interests. But those farmers can’t, and even wish him to die. Then why should he care what the ants think.

Early in the morning.

After breakfast, he began to patrol his territory as usual.

The brigade drove to a farmland, and the local village chief was forcibly pulled over to greet him.

Looking at the sea of ​​flowers in Shangdi, Mara gently stroked her eyes full of love. This is all money. He has already seen the world through himself. That is, the rich is the uncle. Being able to be slaughtered by others is absolutely necessary in order to make money. He doesn't think that what he is doing is a kind of damaging thing. He only thinks that he is a'farmer', at most he is a farmer, and only those dealers. It is a criminal and has nothing to do with him.

During this period of time, Naidan met with God, and his business improved exceptionally. He lost a competitor, the supply decreased, and the supply price increased a little, which made him a lot of money.

Even so, Mara was not too happy.

Because a powerful force is nearby, he can only have ghosts when he is happy. It has damaged so many people to enter, and there is no useful message at all. His nerves have not been relieved for a long time.

At this time, a child with a shabby shirt appeared in his field of vision and caught Mara's attention.

It was not the child's clothes that caught his attention, but the child's eyes...Full of hatred and hatred..Killing intent.

He looked a lot with this look.

Mara sneered. There are more people who want to kill him, but he is still alive. Be careful, be careful, he feels that he will not capsize in this life.

"Whose child is this?" Mara asked the village chief who was trembling with fright beside her.

"This...Yes... It was your men who killed the couple who gave us the food at the beginning of the year." The village head stammered and said with sweat. The sun is very big today, and he can't tell whether the han on his face is tanned. Still nervous.

Mara liked the expression of the village chief very much, which represented his rule and authority.

He also remembered that a couple gave them food at the beginning of the year. Because the wife of the man was still pretty, he was taken by a captain of his own, and he was about to pull the house down, but the husband rushed up and wanted to take his wife back. , But was shot down by the captain who drank some alcohol, and the woman was no longer alive. She hit a rock with her head and was killed on the spot.

This incident seemed to him not to be a big deal, so he just laughed it off and didn't even pay a penny.

"So... I don't like the look in his eyes." With that, Mara showed a cruel expression on her face, and then slowly took out a pistol from her waist, and the surrounding men also whistled like a boo. Some flattered want to see his shooting skills.

This scene frightened the village chief, knowing what Mara was going to do, and blamed herself for being the cheapest.

"Master Mara, he's still a child." The village chief persuaded with a bitter face, desperately trying to kill Mara this demon, but he didn't dare to take a risk with a family.

Mara ignored him and sneered: "Children?.. Children will grow up too." This kind of person, he has always seen one kill one, and he never wants to stay.

Picking up and pointing at the child whose hatred was undiminished in the distant eyes, Mara's eyes were full of madness, and she faintly said, "Goodbye."

Each of Mara's men was filled with excitement.

A look of good looks.

Upon seeing this, the village chief turned his head and closed his eyes. He dared not look any more, and felt sad.

"I'm sorry, kid." The village chief sighed.

Next second.

The gunshot sounded, but it was not Prime Minister Mara's gun but his men.

"Da da da.."

"Master Mara is dead..."

"Where is the enemy..."

"Get down and look for cover..."

"..."

A roaring sound rang out, with panic and panic in his tone, as well as chaotic gunfire.

The village chief quickly opened his eyes.

The scene before him stunned him.

I saw Mara had fallen to the ground with a big red dot on her forehead. Obviously, it was caused by a weapon, or a long-range silencer weapon.

Not only that, nearly 80 of Mara's men were shooting in one direction.

That is the direction of the mountain behind the village.

The village chief looked at it, and there was no one on the other side of the mountain. It was just a dense jungle, hundreds of meters away.

Just when the village chief was surprised, he watched all of Mara's men around him hit the ground.

Get down?

It's useless.

Hiding behind a thatched cottage?

Still die.

Looking for a big tree for cover?

That's worse.

The village chief saw a man hiding behind a big tree with thick thighs being interrupted by the tree. Naturally, the man could not survive. The village chief swallowed his saliva and hurriedly fell down and hugged his head.

"These lunatics." The village head kept trembling.He is not ignorant, he can have such power, obviously, it is obviously caused by a special bullet with a big mouth.

The battle around the village chief continued.

Ten soldiers were ambushed around the operation, two guards, eight battles, fully armed and protective measures.

Under the precise marksmanship of the soldiers, no bullet was wasted. The eighty people on Mara's side were sent to the west without insisting on one minute, ending their sinful life.

Every enemy is marked in the command room to monitor the killing situation in real time. There is no pretending to be dead.

The gunshot stopped suddenly.

But the village head still didn't dare to get up.

Lie down for a while.

"Grandpa village chief, they are all dead." A voice rang in the ear, that was the voice of the boy just now.

Hearing this, the village head raised his head and looked at an excited face in front of him, thanking Mara for not killing innocent people indiscriminately.

He stood up tremblingly, the sight in front of him made him sit on the ground.

"This. This. This.. Dead.. Dead.. Now." The village chief said incoherently.

died.

All are dead.

It seemed that Mara and his men didn't live.

At the same time he was happy, he was also deeply worried about his fate, whether he would be picked up by the anger.

But the little boy is not afraid at all. The hatred of killing his father is not shared. Today, the vengeance is avenged. The enemy is dead, happy, and then he picked up a sharp stone on the ground and walked towards Mara.

PS: Chapter Three.

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