Red bear looked through the files in his hand with his head down and said nothing. Hou Dacheng kept quiet and waited for him to finish reading the information. Red bear didn’t speak immediately, but continued to remain silent. Hou Dacheng was not in a hurry.
At this time, a jackal will bring two cups of coffee here, and it is impossible to have a very good cup. It is good to bring two steel camouflage cups with coffee in them. After all, the specialty here is coffee
"What are your plans?" Red Bear was silent for a long time before he spoke to Hou Dasheng. "Don’t count on us for a direct attack. We are here to fight, yes, but we are not here to die and storm, so we will be better than ordinary troops."
But see red bear spread his legs and looked at Hou Dacheng calmly. "Without artillery fire, missiles and Chinese support, we can attack a defensive city with more than 4,000 troops. Even if we know the protection map, what can we do? I don’t think it is wise to do so."
Hou Dacheng corners of the mouth outline a smile. He has no problem with the red bear’s position. It is true that it is a dead line to storm directly. Hou Dacheng never recognizes that hundreds of people can storm others and guard the city with more than 4,000 people with their own hands.
Even if the Red Bear is added, they will take 10,000 steps back, saying that the attack is coming, and it will be difficult to kill the enemy for 10,000 and destroy thousands of jackals. If you lose half of your manpower here, even if you attack, it will be a failure.
And those troops hidden in the dark in the city. Who are they? Who do they belong to? What weapons and equipment do they have? These are all in vain. Hou Dasheng will definitely not do such a thing as fighting with Abdul’s more than 4,000 troops and then being picked up cheaply.
"Of course, we won’t do it if we storm directly." Hou Dacheng looked at the red bear lightly. "I’m not crazy or arrogant enough to recognize that we can do this city with our hands."
Red bear didn’t speak, but looked at Hou Dacheng and waited for him. Of course, his face couldn’t tell, but he was muttering in his heart that the jackal kitchen was not crazy. I’m afraid many people can’t agree. Although red bear doesn’t know all Hou Dacheng’s battles, he still knows some of them.
What’s more important is that a jackal, a mercenary group, will have fought in battle more or less after many years, and it is known by people like them that he can take jackals with him. Are you saying that he is not crazy? Obviously, he is the most arrogant and crazy, otherwise he will become these crazy leaders.
But this red bear won’t say that there are hundreds of jackals squatting around the core area of jackals, which really annoys them and others. That is to say, it’s okay to die in the ground. Red bear doesn’t consider provoking Hou Dacheng and jackals
Of course, if you want to use him and others as cannon fodder, then he will certainly not accept it
"I’m contacting some people. What can I tell you before I get their specific news?" But Hou Dasheng smiled and said, "I can tell you that if it succeeds, someone will take the lead."
After a pause, Hou Dasheng looked at the red bear seriously and said, "But this time, our goal is not only the city, but more importantly, the teams inside try to capture one alive. If not, I will give you an extra $50,000. You know this number is quite a lot."
Hou Dasheng’s words made the red bear breathe a little heavy.
"There’s nothing you can do if you kill me. Of course, you can bring the body to me intact. I can give you a 10 thousand." Hou Dacheng smiled and said, "Don’t worry, I never break my word in this respect."
Chapter five hundred and ten Don’t provoke him
"You are not qualified to talk to us. Go back and find qualified people." Hou Dasheng looked at the robe man in front of him but didn’t speak. The train was in front. Now the train seems to be the leader. Indeed, he is also the captain of the third team of jackal. Behind him are all his team members.
Hou Dasheng is on the sidelines like a spectator train, but he is arrogant. No one looks at this sullen robe in front of him. "You are now preparing for your own national assembly, aren’t you? Who will get support and handle?"
"You need us very much," the train looked at the robe and the man sank, "but there are many of us who don’t have to be with you."
"Go back and tell your Lord that we need to be practical, practical, not tedious, and try to negotiate foolishly." The train said coldly, "As you know, we can’t have much interest here. We are a group of war beasts. Unfortunately, no one will pay for the war here. We don’t expect to fight here."
After saying that, the train turned around and left without waiting for this man to give him a reply. The robe man looked gloomy and wanted to say something, but a few indifferent eyes directly extinguished his anger. He was not the first brother of the battlefield, and he was not a rookie fool.
He knows who these people are in front of him. This is a group of fierce beasts who are rampant in the battlefields all over the planet. Every inch of them is stained with blood and rust. Unless they are crazy, few people will be willing to provoke these fierce beasts.
Bite a tooth. The robe man slowly receded and raised his hand straight at the same time. Several of his eager followers seemed to feel some interest in the cold eyes in the dark. After the train detachment left the robe man’s sight, those eyes gradually disappeared.
"Aziz Pavilion, why don’t we teach them some lessons?" A young man beside the robed man whispered indignantly. "These damn bastards are too arrogant. Who are they?"
This young man looks beautiful according to the standards of Europe and America in the Middle East. This is a very good handsome man. He is nearly 1.9 meters tall. His chest muscles and massive abdominal muscles are wrapped in tights. His brown eyes and angular points are typical middle eastern male faces. He has a short crew cut and wheat-colored skin. The whole person looks mixed with wild and melancholy. Wild is his whole person. It gives people a whole feeling of melancholy. It is his eyes and cheeks with a little beard.
The robe Aziz turned his eyes to the young man and his eyebrows drooped. "Mansour, my son, you need to know that there are too many crazy people in this world, but many of them are unlikely to meet and face."
"Those are the things we are most likely to encounter and face. Do you know what those were in front of me just now?"
The man named Mansour beautiful boy shook his head in disbelief, and Aziz walked slowly to the car behind the sand dune. "They had a name called jackal, and they heard about it earlier than when our country was founded. They experienced World War I and World War II and then continued to this day."
"There have been wars on this planet, and they have been looming. No one remembers their names, but they are really promoting the development of history. You have been with me. How do you feel about it?"
Mansour is Aziz’s favorite successor, and he is the best among his nephews. Before the war, he was highly expected. Aziz made great efforts to send him to France to study and was sent to some training camps at Aziz’s expense for training.
Fortunately, Mansour himself has learned a lot of dandy, but there is only one. He finally feels that he is smarter and more capable than others in this area. Of course, he also knows that what he lacks is experience and qualifications
Therefore, he is very honest and follows the side of cultivating himself and making him respect Aziz.
"To be honest, you didn’t take me to Mansour." It seems that something came to my mind. "I never thought there was such a place in the world. To be honest, it took me a long time to accept such a place."
Aziz laughed and patted Mansour on the shoulder. "It’s not just you. I just found out, and I’m just like you. Speaking of it, we want to thank that school. At first, if he hadn’t taken us, we wouldn’t even have touched the door."
Not everyone knows that many people don’t even know that it is there. For many people, it is really the same as whether it is there or not. Where will ordinary people go to buy arms and look for nature? It is an arms dealer to buy information. It must be an intelligence dealer.
Other things are also run by black market dealers in different areas, but it is not possible to find these people. You may encounter the situation of black eating and black eating. At this time, it depends on personal resolution and personnel. It is not uncommon for people to buy a batch of guns and take them back.
After a few days, the whole person who bought the information evaporated, and the things they plotted were clearly detected by their opponents, so that things could be found everywhere, and it was known that there was a certain foundation and someone introduced them in the base.
Not everyone receives him, which is equivalent to an introduction.
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Mechanism if you want to introduce someone into the entry point, it is equivalent to your guarantee. Of course, if he completes the transaction, you will accumulate enough credibility there, and you will naturally have to bear it together.
In order to win the trust of that school, they gritted their teeth and introduced several core figures. After learning that Aziz had watched the magic again and again over the years, it seemed impossible. For example, the school visited the United States, and sometimes big countries supported this school.
"Mansour, my child, I hope you know that these people are not only frequent visitors, but also high-limit guests." A modified van is parked behind the sand dune, which looks shabby and is surrounded by steel plates.
No matter how much I can’t tell you, I can tell you that these people are crazier and more cruel than anyone you know. They are beasts in human skin, and I won’t be surprised if one of them is sentenced to stay in hell until the end of the world.
Mansour took a few quick steps to help Aziz hit the door, but Aziz sat in without a door. "There are so many things in this world that you don’t understand, but this group of people is absolutely beyond our imagination."
"The man just in front of me, I just know his nickname, he is the current leader of the mercenary group of Chef. I knew his name a few years ago because he killed some people or a lot of people."
Taking a deep breath, Aziz looked at Mansour and said, "It’s just that as far as I know, at least 500 people died at his hands, including many mercenaries, such as King Arthur."