The moon is very bright tonight, a half crescent moon, hanging like a sickle in the star-studded sky. The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, like a traveler in early summer, playing with his hands melodiously in the forest glade.

The strings inside relieve the fatigue of a tiring day.

It was quiet around the villa. If we were in China, at this time, the weather in early spring would only make people huddle under the quilt to avoid the severe cold, but the temperature in country T is enough for people to drink beer, shake the folding fan, and talk.

Enjoy life while talking.

Country T is a very chaotic place. Nighthawk remembers learning the history of Country T from Lao Wang when he was in that courtyard.

In ancient times, country T was called Siam. It was an ancient civilization. Like China, it had feudal dynasties and also experienced invasions by foreign planners. However, no matter how the external environment changes, the king is always the highest symbol of rule in this country.

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Country T has almost always been under the control of constantly changing military regimes. Since 1938, various regimes have come to power. You sing and I come on stage. The entire country's regime has been in a state of chaos and has been controlled by the military for a long time.

Often a coup d'état introduces a regime. What replaces it is not a good one, just a power struggle between warlords seeking to satisfy their own selfish desires.

It was not until the large-scale student movement in 1973 that the military dictatorship was interrupted, and the parliamentary system was restored in country T. However, the country's chronic diseases were already too deep, so within a few years, the country began to be in turmoil again, and the military leaders had another incident.

A coup d'état took control of the country.

At that time, Nighthawk was still disapproving and said that the countries surrounding our motherland were too chaotic, and how could we be as comfortable, stable and peaceful as our own country.

Lao Wang told him that that was what countless patriots had paid for by donating blood and lives. If there weren't so many people active on the secret front, how could the common people live such a peaceful and stable life.

Now that Nighthawk is in such an environment, he truly feels the importance of stability and peace to an ordinary person. If nothing else is cited, let's just say that long-term chaos has led to the prevalence of drug trafficking in this country.

There are many drug dealers and gang members with private armed forces. Smuggling guns and drugs has also become a major feature of local gangs making money.

For this reason, what Nighthawk now has to face may be professional killers who enter the country unscrupulously from customs and top mercenaries who have survived real battles. With such a combination and such an attack, how can they survive this mission?

How many people are alive?

He didn't dare to imagine that if he had to sacrifice, he hoped that person would be himself. It didn't matter how great he was. He also loved life, but these comrades who had only been together for a short time did bring him the happiest life.

Only those who have fought together will know how small the gap between life and death is.

Maybe death will come tomorrow, so what will you do for your life?

Human life is so fragile. Only by experiencing these things together can Nighthawk feel that their lives are heavier than his own. He must protect them. This is his responsibility, and it is also what he psychologically explains that he must

Completed tasks.

There wasn't much time left for him. Doro told him that before coming here, he had already let the wind go. He had a large villa. As long as Matsumoto's people would find someone to do investigation work, they could just go to the streets to find someone.

Ask a little gangster, they can lead the way to Matsumoto's people.

It is estimated that Matsumoto is also waiting for time, waiting for all his people to arrive. Then he will launch a fatal blow to them, destroy all those who block his way, and then step on Doro's head and ask him to reveal the nuclear bomb.

's whereabouts.

In the end, he mercilessly dropped his sword, killing innocent civilians in Southeast Asia just like his ancestors did, to show off his life's achievements.

What lies in front of Nighthawk is to first set up a defensive circle. Fighting is their specialty. As long as they fight, they have hope of survival. Setting an ambush also increases the risk of attacking blindly because of unfamiliar terrain.

The killers' chances of winning an ambush.

Nighthawk walked around the villa and found that Doro's villa was in a good location. It was directly on top of a hill and had a commanding position, which was a good condition for the defender.

The height of the mountain is not high, but it is about twenty meters above the ground. The only way up the mountain is in front of the villa, and behind it is a steep cliff. The rock wall is bare and no plants grow on it.

The smooth wall is not easy for even climbing experts to climb up, let alone killers who are eager to kill people. They will not be patient enough to run to the cliff and slowly do mountain climbing. It is not a big deal to casually climb up the mountain and kill a few.

People, arrogant Fusang people will not do this.

Even those mercenaries are not stupid enough to carry heavy equipment to climb these cliffs that are easy to be used as targets. They know how to ambush too well. The most inconspicuous places are often the best places to set up ambushes, because no one will pay attention.

, and these places are perfect entrances for breakthroughs. Unfortunately, everyone is a professional soldier, and the other party will not take risks in this regard.

This saves him the worries behind him. Nighthawk breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't want to take any measures against this place, so he asked Di Lei to install two probes on the top of the cliff, facing the entire cliff. In this way, even if there was

When the enemy comes up from here, they have enough time to organize their manpower to eliminate those targets dangling in the air.

All that's left is to defend the front with all our strength. There is only one road up the mountain, winding in front of the mountain. There are dense woods on the roadside. These trees are probably a few years old. They are tall and big. Nighthawks can't walk.

Entering the forest, he stepped on the leaves that had been piled up for who knows how many years, making a rustling sound. He looked around quietly, walked back and forth several times, and measured the distance between the woods and the villa.

Again, observe the height of the villa door.

After thinking for a while, he walked back and briefly talked about his thoughts with Black Bear. He wanted to hear his opinion. Among this team, Black Bear is the only one who has participated in a real war and has rich combat experience.

He also has a condition that no one else has, which is his age. After living so long, he has taken off his impulsive coat and has become calm and sophisticated. Despite his usual honest and playful appearance, if

When something serious happens, his attitude immediately changes 180 degrees.

Black Bear made detailed gestures with him on the terrain, expressed his thoughts using his experience, and then took a piece of paper to briefly draw the surrounding environment, and then figured out the enemy's general attack direction and how they should deal with the enemy.

attack to set up defense.

Black Bear said, "If I were one of those mercenaries, I would not attack directly without knowing the specific location and firepower allocation. Mercenaries all live for money and will not risk their own lives. Although they

They work hard, but they also have to spend money to survive, so I guess they will not attack first, they will wait nearby, waiting for all our firepower points to be exposed, waiting for us to be tired, and then attack."

Nighthawk nodded in agreement and said, "So, they will let these killers come to explore the way for them. According to Doro, these are top killers. There is news from insiders that these are killer organizations that have been trained by the Fuso right-wing organization for many years.

Specifically for Matsumoto to kill political opponents and his business competitors in the country, although it is just an organized group

killers, but they have good discipline and a very high degree of tacit understanding with each other. More importantly, they are all a group of dead soldiers, and their orders are to fight to the death. If a group of people came in all at once, they would be really serious to us.

It’s a major impact. Maybe we will become their snack and save the trouble of mercenaries outside.”

Black Bear frowned, thought for a while and said, "Yes, we have to protect Doro's safety, and we have to deploy defenses in such a large area with only a few limited manpower. It is indeed more difficult. The best way is

Killing them on a large scale will have the effect of reducing their effectiveness, so that we may be able to win in a dangerous situation."

Nighthawk admired Black Bear's calmness. After all, he was a veteran. He actually agreed with his own ideas. He smiled and said to Black Bear, "Then I'll have to work hard for Yaksha."

The black bear returned to his usual honest and honest character, hehey giggled, touched his black head, and swayed his body from side to side. Hearing Nighthawk's words, he naturally wanted to do something. If he called the guy Yasha, he would have to kill the enemy.

Explode to the sky?

Nighthawk smiled and patted him, and then said, "If we can successfully deal with these damn little devils, it will also be considered as recovering some interest for our ancestors who were slaughtered. I don't want to show any mercy to these little devils."

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At this time, the military assassin and the monkey also wandered over, "What's wrong, captain? I want to fuck the little devil. I like this brother the most. I have always heard the elders say how hateful the little devil is. Today I finally have a chance to deal with these brats."

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Monkey interrupted and said, "What's wrong? Brother, have you been bullied by Fuso people?" His expression was exaggerated, obviously trying to squeeze him.

Jun Ci turned around and gave the monkey a violent shock, which made the monkey jump to the side with a grin on its face, touching its head and groaning.

The military assassin ignored him and turned around and said, "My grandfather often talked about how inhuman the little Japs were. At that time, the Japs came to our place and killed my grandfather's family. They also picked his 3-year-old brother to death. Then

Hang it up with a rope to dry. My father survived lying in a pile of dead people. Every day

Every time I talk about this old man, I burst into tears. So I have hated the little devils since I was a child. How can you think they can be so cruel? In the past, our country was not strong, but now we have everything we want, and these devils dare to come to our door.

I will sacrifice their lives to pay homage to my ancestors who died tragically."

The more Jun Ci talked, the more excited he became, and the veins in his hands popped out. Everyone had never seen Jun Ci like this before. Even the monkey that was humming next to him came over, patted him on the back, and tried to calm his emotions.

Nighthawk said to Jun Ci, "I can understand your mood. Everyone's mood is actually the same as yours, but you are not allowed to be influenced by personal will when taking actions. The most important thing is to obey orders and obey arrangements. I don't want to see anything happen to any of you."
Chapter completed!