The international situation is turbulent and powerful people emerge at any time, and they will never be at peace. One after another, some capable people die in obscurity, while others hold on until the end and enjoy everything that people can pursue.

Of course, more people die, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how big the storm he has caused, they will be wiped out after reaching a certain level.

This is the truth that a general can survive until the end. All the best are the best. It is not a matter of strength at all, but whether the luck is good or not.

The development speed of the Black Panther Mercenary is very fast. After Mad Dog takes over, it expands wildly. Even if the Golden Net has been replaced by the Dark Shield, it will not have too much impact on him.

Because the situation has come true, even if he does nothing, the entire Mercenary Guild will also be moving forward in a rolling manner.

Europe, America, Africa, Oceania... Almost every place has traces of Black Panther mercenaries. They take on all kinds of tasks. As long as they can make money, they don’t care who the other party is.

Under the leadership of the Mad Dog, the Black Panther Mercenary became a pure mercenary guild organization with only one concept, that is, who gives me money and whom I do my business.

Today you can spend money to assassinate the President of M country, and tomorrow I can also enter the Middle East battlefield for M country.

This is the mercenary and the most popular armed force for various countries.

"Mad Dog, when will the owner come back?" Emia sat on the beach and asked the mad dog beside her.

"I don't know much, but I will definitely come back when it's time to come back." said the mad dog, "Don't worry, he won't throw you down."

While talking, he looked at Emia, who was no longer a teenage girl, and sighed at the other party's beauty, saying that it was false to be unmoved.

Several years have passed, and Emia has grown into a girl in her twenties, like a bud that is about to bloom, and she has already appeared to bloom, waiting for someone to pick it in the end.

The mad dog was very moved, but he didn't dare because he knew clearly that this was the eldest, and he knew that the eldest was the eldest, and he could negotiate directly in a country.

Even though he has so many people under his command that he can't even count himself, even if the profits on the books are difficult to count every day, it is just a number for him.

Even so, the mad dog still dares not.

"I hope my master will never come back, I hope I will be abandoned by my master forever." Emia looked at the sunset on the sea and smiled quietly: "That would mean that the master would not suffer anymore, and that would mean that the master already had a satisfied life."

"What then?" asked the mad dog.

"What then?" Amya asked.

"I mean what you should do in the future." The mad dog spread his hands and said, "Amya, you must have your own life, too."

"The master is all about me." Emia said firmly.

"Huh... What a stubborn girl. Actually, the boss has restored your freedom early." The mad dog sighed helplessly: "He doesn't like you to treat him as your master."

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll change the guns for Bald men." Emia stood up and smiled at the mad dog, "Don't be jealous, after all, Bald men are the peripheral troops of the soldiers, and the weapons they need are better."

"Do I be jealous?" Mad Dog smiled and said, "Our development should be satisfied with the boss now. I am full of cannon fodder, and bald people are all elites. When the boss comes back, we will conquer the whole world, hahahaha... I am always waiting for that day in my dreams!"

His power development is very huge, and it will definitely expand after it is huge. The original mad dog mercenaries were only a few hundred. Now he has tens of thousands of mercenaries, ranging from level C to level S, and almost reaches the point of calling the wind and rain.

In Africa, no one dared to stare at him because he could subvert the regime except a few countries at any time.

In the Middle East, all countries and organizations are polite to them because there is always a time to use it.

In Europe, America... even the most powerful country in the world is full of respect for it, because it can be used at any time.

As for Hei Shui, the French Foreign Corps, the Spanish Foreign Corps, etc., when there is friction with him, they will take a peaceful solution as soon as possible.

The reason is very simple. Mad dogs have many people and many guns, and they have irreplaceable value.

This is Ge Zhen’s idea back then. The human wave tactics will work no matter when. Even if the war is technologically transformed in the future, it will eventually be a war between people.

You have defeated a country, why? It won’t be for no reason, right? It must be because of strategic resources.

If you want to exploit resources, such as oil, natural gas, rare earths and various minerals, you have to implement occupation. When ground occupation begins, it is a war between people.

Mad dogs are like many people and guns. If they need it, they can collect more cannon fodder at any time. Anyway, there are soldiers everywhere.

In contrast, Bald Jason formed an elite, the real elite, with only more than one hundred people, but these more than one hundred people are all real elites.

There are retired soldiers from special forces, boxers from black market boxers, thieves and killers.

"Bah!" Jason spitted and stood at the conference table and said to more than a dozen captains: "Remember our identities. We are not mercenaries, nor are we so-called armed organizations. We belong to the Soldiers. Our boss is not someone else, he is the Soldiers Ge Zhen. You are all members of the Soldiers International Force. My requirement for you is very simple, just attack and attack!"

"Long live the soldiers!"

"Long live the soldiers!"

"Long live the soldiers!"

“…”

This is what Jason would say after gathering together. He clearly told everyone that they are soldiers, the troops led by Ge Zhen.

Everyone thinks this is a great honor, because the troops are the International Force of the Warriors, and their supreme leader is the Warrior Ge Zhen.

Everyone knows the legend of the soldier Ge Zhen, whether it was heard before, outside, or here.

This has become a transmigrant spirit that has been influenced by the eyes. Even though Ge Zhen has never appeared among them, he is already the god in the minds of these people.

Why isn't it a god? The legend that has never appeared has been sitting on the altar here. If too many of them appear, it will make people feel very ordinary.

"There is only one acquired goal, that is, let the Kurdish armed forces know our power." The Crazy King stood up and said: "I have reliable news, our leader, the unyielding storm eye in the storm, the top of the king who lies across the world, the invincible eagle in the air... is about to return!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stood up with excitement in their eyes.

There is indeed news from the Crazy King, which is what he got from his sister Niya.
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