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847 I haven't killed enough yet

The wind in the mountains was blowing, and Ge Zhen and Jason did not say a word in the face of the black hole. They seemed to be fine, standing there indifferently.

"Bang!"

The dull gunfire sounded without warning, and a warhead drilled into the chest of the armed leader, showing an explosive tear, and then penetrated and came out of the back, forming a blood hole the size of a bowl.

Minced meat and blood were splattering everywhere, and the whole person was lying straight on the ground, his eyes were open, his pupils spread, and the light of life inside disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

This was a sudden shot, without any signs, and it was hard to defend against.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

“…”

The sound of water breaking sounded one after another, and one dark soldier after another stood up from the river, holding his guns and starting to kill the drug lords on the shore.

"Da da da da da da da..."

The gunshots sounded, and the drug lords lay down on the ground in pieces, not even a chance to resist, because it was too sudden and it became extremely difficult to react.

The entire Dark Soldiers' troops were hidden in the river, and this section of the river was also divided into high places and low places. They used the river to hide themselves without a trace and stayed in it for at least eight hours.

The direction of the river is simply an arc-shaped encirclement for the drug lords on the shore. When they all come out, they form an encirclement with tactical teams, and they have the violent lethality like a cluster of arrows.

"Dadada..."

"Puff puff puff..."

The warheads were flying, blood flowers were blooming, and the drug lords were lying down one after another. They instantly disintegrated under the attack of the Dark Soldiers, and disintegration meant even more unavoidable massacre.

This is the Dark Soldier. From the day Ge Zhen gave them this name, he has been telling them how to achieve the maximum killing and not leaving any chance for the enemy.

The army never exists for victory. The only characteristic of its existence is how to effectively erase the enemy.

Victory is just a value.

"Click!"

Ge Zhen lit a cigarette, started smoking slowly, and took out one for Jason.

"Pump one?"

Jason shrugged his shoulders, took them, held them in his mouth, then lowered his head and put them in his anger and took a deep breath.

There was gunshot in my ears, blood and death in front of me. The two of them were walking along the river with cigarettes, feeling extremely comfortable.

"I am satisfied with the combat power now." Ge Zhen said to Jason: "What we want to build is the most evil and most powerful force in the world."

This is his request for the Dark Soldiers. This army will become the master he truly controls, and the domestic soldier troops belong to the country, not to him.

"If it is too evil, it will be difficult to control." Jason said: "You know that they still do not have a real sense of honor. Only after they have a sense of honor can they control it."

"Why do you have to control?" Ge Zhen smiled and said, "Evil will be our essence, and the only remaining conscience is left to the people around you. In this world, bad people are more likely to live. Without control, all control will be out of control, so they have to pursue it."

"What pursuit?" Jason asked.

"The pursuit of the soldier, hahahaha..."

Ge Zhen laughed loudly, standing on the high ground with his hands behind his back, watching the unilateral massacre in the mountains and forests. A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, showing a burst of shots. Although it was only a momentum, the momentum was impressing.

But it was only a moment, and it immediately returned to normal. It looked very calm, even though the eyes were still full of blood and death.

He didn't hide it, so Jason could see it clearly. He didn't know what Ge Zhen was like now, but he could feel that the other party had become a real boss.

That's right, Ge Zhen has now become a real boss. No matter where he goes, he is a boss. Although he doesn't say he dominates the side, not everyone can provoke him.

"Report, kill all the enemies." A captain ran over to report to Ge Zhen: "We are slightly injured by three people."

Ge Zhen looked at the other party and asked, "Do you guys feel comfortable killing me?"

"No." The captain rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the white skin. He shouted: "We soaked in the water for about ten hours, relying on a straw to breathe. The skin on our body was soaked and it was gone. Even the dick in the crotch couldn't feel it... Can it be comfortable to kill these people? We soaked for ten hours!"

It must be uncomfortable. The Dark Soldiers have already killed the wild during this period. They are all extremely bloodthirsty and boundlessly violent. They squatted in the water for ten hours. How can they be happy if they fight just a little?

Unhappy, extremely unhappy!

"Then go and take the freedom warriors." Ge Zhen threw away the cigarette butt and smiled: "It is said that their troops must be thousands, which should be enough for the brothers."

Hearing this, a strong look of excitement appeared in the captain's eyes, and his fists were pinching, and his whole emotions and state made Ge Zhen feel familiar, because he did not hide his enthusiasm for war in the past.

Although it is still fanatical now, the fanatical way is different.

"Get together!" The captain roared: "Prepare to take down the freedom warrior's lair!"

"Roar! Attack! Attack! Attack!!!"

The Dark Soldiers' troops were extremely excited, with no sign of fatigue in their eyes. They only had the desire for battle and the desire for killing. They were indeed unhappy, they needed to fight and blood.

"Open the way." Ge Zhen waved.

The troops immediately entered the mountains and began to advance towards the Freedom Soldier's garrison.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two soldiers walking at the back threw out two incendiary bombs, causing the forest to burn a raging fire, and the corpses on the ground were burned. A smell of meat soon came from the air, which turned into a burnt smell.

The group of people rushed to the Freedom Soldiers' Station without stopping, without using helicopters, and took hiking throughout the journey, for more concealed infiltration.

It is infiltration, because they are elite special forces and a group of dark soldiers trained by Ge Zhen himself, and they are probably no less than the domestic soldiers' troops.

...

The freedom fighters already knew that the troops sent out for the transaction had been wiped out, which was something they had never expected, because they had always been the kings in this area. Apart from the beginning of fighting for territory, they had never encountered such provocations and had never suffered such losses.

This is absolutely intolerable to the freedom fighter. It has nothing to do with face, but only about its status here.

If the provocateur cannot be suppressed, there will be more provocations.

"It is said that this unit was personally trained and led by the soldier Ge Zhen."

The leader of the Freedom Warrior, the Black Warrior, sat on the chair, put his right arm on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly, and stared at the five or six subordinates in front of him.

This is a middle-aged man with a very strong body, and he accidentally bursts out with a sense of strength that makes people feel palpitations.

Here, the black warrior was made general, but he always believed that he was just a warrior, representing freedom.

A general is not scary. It is scary to regard himself as a general who treats himself as a warrior because he has not forgotten his roots.
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