People like Craig won't do unnecessary things if they don't have a clear benefit.

The money earned by mercenaries is money earned by selling their lives. When they act on their own, only a handful of them will care about the casualties of ordinary people.

Even the methods of many mercenaries are worse than those of terrorists. Now that they are caught, there is nothing moral to say.

But when he walked towards the Kun-ship and heard the translation saying that the three captured mercenaries were English, he began to hesitate again.

After thinking about it, he still said to Sunday, "Send the drone. I want to know the identities of these three Englishmen."

"Understood, the drone aircraft carrier has been dispatched, and the Black Front drone will arrive for investigation in twenty minutes."

Craig said "hmm", and within a few minutes of boarding the Kun-class spaceship, it disappeared over the village 240 kilometers away.

Ten minutes later, looking at the photos taken by the Black Frontier drone, Craig's hands immediately clenched into fists, and veins immediately appeared on his forehead.

After a while, he unclenched his fist and said to Sunday, "Get Mr. Devonshire's call. I have something to report."

"The call is being connected."

Ten seconds later, William's figure appeared on the screen of the Kun fighter, "What's going on?"

Seeing that William seemed to be having dinner, Craig hesitated before saying, "Boss, you'd better call me later so as not to affect your meal."

William was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

After hanging up the phone with Craig, I had a little doubt in my heart and finished dinner with Angela and Laura talking and laughing.

I don’t know if he was envious of Angela’s strength, but this little girl Laura was taken to the castle in Oxford by William a few days ago. After staying for a few days, she began to pester Angela to teach her fighting skills.

Now he followed Angela directly to Folger Castle, and as soon as William came to the castle and saw her and Angela, he started to have dark ideas in his mind.

Of course, the more people there are about fitness, the more motivated they will be.

An hour later, after dinner and watching Angela and Laura leave, William frowned and asked Sunday to connect with Craig.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Craig hesitated for a few seconds and said seriously, "You should know that I am from the English Air Service.

Four hours ago, a group of eight retired mercenaries from the Air Service Corps were surrounded by Zara's men. Five of them were killed on the spot, and three were seriously injured and captured."

"To get to the point", we already learned from somewhere on Sunday that three seriously injured English mercenaries were beheaded by Zara's men at the moment before they were seriously injured and dying.

Needless to say, someone like Craig, who came from the air service, would definitely want to come back with revenge.

Not surprisingly, Craig stood upright with his chest raised and his head raised, and said, "Requesting for retaliation."

"They are retired mercenaries, not members of the air service."

After glaring at Craig and seeing that although Craig looked hesitant but did not disobey, William said seriously,

"You go back to Abu Dhabi, and I will take care of the rest. At least I will bring their bodies back to England. And you didn't show up there tonight, do you understand?"

"Understood, sir," Craig's blood immediately surged upon hearing this. He saluted again and shouted loudly, "Thank you, sir."

After hanging up the call, William walked to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of wine. He sat on the sofa and thought about how to take revenge.

If you want to kill them directly, you only need to send out Angela's female assassins to ensure that Zara and his men will be wiped out in that village within five minutes.

But William didn't want to expose the Asgard Assassins so easily, even if the bodies were cleaned up afterwards,

But if it wasn't necessary, he didn't want the female assassins who had a sense of superiority towards the earthlings to bleed so quickly.

How about letting the battle robots or the Ascetic Knights use two demon-breaking revolvers to kill Roland, who can empty twelve bullets in less than a second?

But William didn't want that guy Zara to die so soon.

Let him live for a few more days, and Happy will hire more people and spend more money. He can easily earn more than a billion, which is still the money of Stark, a talker.

Just thinking about Stark's physical pain in the future, having to pay, and not daring not to pay, William felt happy.

Stepping on Stark every day can also make your life more happy.

As for whether his own happiness is based on the pain of others, he has no control over it and doesn't want to care about it.

"Do those English mercenaries have communication devices on them?"

"Sir, who do you need me to send a signal to?"

William smiled, "Disguised as asking for help, sent a distress signal to the American desert base, and by the way exposed Zara in that village."

"Understood, sir".

Zara, who was still on his way at night, never imagined that when he was still 70 or 80 kilometers away from the village, several spider robots found the communication equipment that had been collected and stored together.

Not to mention turning on the communicator, after the signal was enhanced by the drone aircraft carrier, it was received by the American base hundreds of kilometers away without any accident.

In the base, James Roddy, the future war machine, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a soldier wearing a lieutenant's uniform salute and report, "Sir, we have just received a radio distress signal. Judging from the technique and code, it is probably someone from the English Air Service."

Rody was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's enough to save people after receiving the distress signal, and this matter is not within my authority."

After staying in the base for more than a month, Rody knew that the soldiers in the base were resentful and dissatisfied because he required them to go on duty every day to find Stark.

Therefore, he did not want to be further disgusted by the middle and high-level officers in the base, so he did not want to deal with this kind of overstep of authority at all.

"No, sir, the matter may involve Tony Stark. The commander wants you to go to the war room immediately."

"What?" Upon hearing Stark, Roddy immediately became energetic, turned around, quickly put on his clothes and ran to the war room.

As soon as he entered the combat conference room, he saw a dozen soldiers and three officers discussing something on the map.

When they saw Roddy coming in, someone immediately shouted to stand up.

After returning greetings to everyone, Rody nodded to the on-site commander Eric Tensen, sat in the first row and started listening.

Erik Tensen didn't have any objections to Roddy, who was also a lieutenant colonel.

And to be honest, even if he had any objections, he wouldn't show anything. After all, he was just a front-line mid-level officer.

Rody, on the other hand, has connections with the Stark Group and many military-industrial groups in the United States. Maybe when he deals with Rody in the future, the other party will already be his boss.

So, he simply said what he said before briefly again.

"Fifteen minutes ago, Captain Qian Ning, who was in charge of communications, received a distress signal.

The other party claimed to be Rolly Taivo, a former second lieutenant of the English Air Service. Their team of eight people were in a place called Miller in the desert.

Encountered an encirclement and suppression by hundreds of armed forces belonging to Zara-Hasim, and after losing five team members,".

"Wait, I'm sorry, Eric." Rody raised his hand and asked interrupting, "You mean, encirclement and suppression?"

"Yes, encirclement and suppression."

Eric was not angry, and nodded to the intelligence officer beside him, who immediately said, "The identity of Raleigh Taiwo has been confirmed.

Therefore, if the English did not hold back on us in terms of intelligence, this Second Lieutenant Taiwo would be a mercenary at this time.

According to what he said in the distress signal, his employer gave them the task of finding Mr. Stark.

According to our information, for this large-scale recruitment, the employment fee is twice as high as the normal price.

Judging from the past employment amounts of Second Lieutenant Taiwo's team, the employment fee alone has reached millions of dollars, not to mention the $100 million stimulus after finding the person.

He just took his seven-man mercenary team composed entirely of the English Air Service and went deep into the desert hinterland to search for Mr. Stark.

Or, according to my guess, they are planning to directly arrest Zara Hasim during this trip.

However, when they penetrated deep into the Miller area, they were discovered and besieged by hundreds of people.

During the battle, after losing five team members, he and two other team members were seriously injured and captured, and were imprisoned in a small village surrounded by mountains 60 kilometers away from Miller."

After hearing this, Roddy thought for a moment and said, "Why are they sure that Tony was kidnapped by this Zara Hasim?"

The intelligence officer shook his head, "I don't know, sir."

"However, according to the latest intelligence, the mercenary groups around the desert area have received mercenary tasks on the 7th floor, and at least 50% of the teams are moving closer to Zara Hasim's sphere of influence.

Therefore, we have reason to believe that people around Mr. Stark have obtained some important or accurate information."

After saying this, everyone looked at Rody.

Rody quickly said "Sorry", took his cell phone and left the conference room, dialing Happy's number.

As soon as the call was connected, Rody hurriedly asked, "I'm Rody, have you got any accurate information?"

"What?"

Happy was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I don't know what you are talking about. I am currently restricted from traveling and can only stay in Los Angeles. How could I possibly know about Mr. Stark?"

"Happy, if you know something, you must tell me that mercenaries only work for money. They are all a bunch of unreliable hyenas."

After Roddy finished speaking, he held his cell phone, opened the door of the conference room, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Then he ordered the intelligence officer to send people from Los Angeles to confirm whether Happy was really in Los Angeles.

"Sorry, I'm just a driver. I don't have the ability to hire mercenaries. Bye, Roddy."

As soon as Happy hung up the phone, he rushed out of the villa, boarded the Kun-jet spaceship with Craig, who had just returned, and flew to Los Angeles.

This is not the first time in the past forty days.

From the moment he was suspected, people from the Stark Group applied for a ban, and he could only stay in Los Angeles.
To be continued...