Seeing that people kept sitting down, Lei Yue had no choice but to encounter a burden like Qin Zihao, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Helplessly, he had to order: "Let everyone rest here for a while, be careful and change immediately if there is any situation."

"Yes." The other team members also expressed helplessness and had to obey the order.

...

It was getting dark soon.

Jepsa, the second largest city in Balicia, is actually similar to a large rural area in China.

At night, there was still a little light in the sky. There was no renliú like a shuttle from the big cities in China, and there was no beautiful city view with the lights on it.

There are only traces of war everywhere.

People patrolling around with guns on their backs, including soldiers in camouflage uniforms and militia in ordinary uniforms.

There are cars burning into iron frames on the road, and houses burning.

On the position made of sandbags at the intersection, corpses were lying everywhere, and even scorched corpses were hanging under the eaves.

All scenes look shocking, showing the world the cruelty and tragic of war.

In the only few tall buildings in this city, the tallest building - a five-story building.

This is the location of the city's highest administrative agency, but it has now become the supreme headquarters of General Seba, one of the three major warlords of Balignia.

The original government of Balignia no longer exists. Now the entire country is controlled by the three major warlords, and it is in a three-legged state, constantly attacking each other.

Jepsa was snatched from another warlord after a week of battle, and occupied the second largest city, which also proved that he became the second strongest existence among the three warlords.

Before this, Seba was the weakest among the three major warlords, but since he had another strong support, his strength expanded rapidly and eventually won the second largest city in the country, Jepsa.

This powerful aid is General Mokhan from the distant Asian country.

A few months ago, Mohan was invited to secretly take one of his elite reinforcement camps and travel thousands of miles to this war-torn land on the African continent.

The Mohan Bandit was born and was a fanatical adventurer and ambitious.

He was no longer satisfied with being the head of a region in Country Y. He wanted to do more, so he joined Seba's power, and the two ambitious people planned big things together.

At this time, in a relatively spacious office, it is now Seba's command center. Seba's elite subordinates are busy, and the two big men are standing in front of a large map, giving guidance to the country with great enthusiasm.

One of them was a tall black man wearing a general, and he was General Seba.

Next to Seba was a man of Asian skin. The man was not very tall, about 1.7 meters tall, but his clothes were very "cool".

An American officer was wearing a cane in his hand, a short pipe in his mouth, and a big sunglasses stuck on his face, which looked like a famous World War II general in the movie. This man was Mohan.

"General Seba, as long as we work harder and take down the capital Manita, this country will be yours." Mohan waved his palm and pointed to a city icon on the map, and said excitedly.

Seba touched the thick mouth unique to Africans and grinned: "General Mohan, tomorrow we will march towards Manita and take down the largest city in the country."

"No, General Seba, our army is too tired and needs rest." Mohan persuaded anxiously, despising this nigger in his heart. He was really brainless in fighting.

"General Seba, our soldiers need rest and need to add weapons." Mohan said solemnly: "In addition, Nard, which occupies the capital, is not weak, and there may be mercenaries to help, so we must make plans before we march."

"Okay General Mokhan, you are right, I completely agree." Seba can be said to Mokhan now, because without Mokhan, he would not have achieved what he has today.

"Come, I will pass on my order. Today I will take down Jepsa. Everyone will be rewarded. Let my dear soldiers plunder at will for three days." This is Seba's reward to his subordinates.

"As for orders, general." The messenger roared excitedly.

"Wait." Mohan hurriedly dissuaded: "General, I agree with a famous saying from the great power of East Asia. Those who win the hearts of the people will win the world. If you want this country, you must get the support of the people. It is not a wise fear to let the soldiers plunder like this. Please think twice, my respected general."

"No, no, no." This time Seba did not listen to Mohan: "General Mohan, letting the soldiers plunder is my promise to the soldiers before the war. If a general cannot fulfill his promise, how can he let the soldiers work for you, right? General Mohan?"

"This..." Mohan was stunned for a moment. The nigger actually had this theory: "But General Seba..."

"Oh, nothing, but, my dear General Mohan, your soldiers can also participate in looting and can roam here at will. Of course, in order to respect your opinion, let's loot for two days."

Serba made a concession.

"Okay." Mohan no longer insisted. Anyway, this place is not his own territory. You can grab it anyway. Besides, you can't explain any principles to these savages.

"Yes." The messenger went down excitedly and went to pass the command. Soon, cheers rang out outside, shouting that General Seba's voices were heard one after another.

Hearing the cry outside, Seba smiled and said, "Heard General Mohan, only in this way can he get the support of the soldiers."

Mohan smiled indifferently and said nothing.

At this moment, a soldier hurried in and came to Seba and saluted: "Report to General, we captured a group of foreigners, what should we do?"

"Foreigners?" Seba frowned. He could kill the locals without hesitation, but he had to be cautious about foreigners. If he wanted to establish a new country, he had to gain international recognition. Foreigners should not be offended easily.

"Are there any Chinese?" Mohan asked suddenly.

"Report to General Mokhan, how many are there?" the soldier replied.

Hearing this answer, the sinister eyes behind Mosweating sunglasses shot out a cold and murderous aura.

He had already received news that the Shak Town under his jurisdiction had suffered heavy losses by the Chinese side. He could not go back to calculate the accounts now, but here, he could count them among the Chinese.

"General Seba, you are here to command. I will deal with this matter. Don't worry, I will handle it very well." Mohan asked.
Chapter completed!