Mr. Sa never thought that he would provide the power of the fleet. The key was that he could not afford that price. The navy was all gold-swalking beasts. Mr. Sa believed that the cost would definitely be a breakthrough in the sky.
In fact, it was precisely because he expected that the other party did not have this ability that Wisk said so. After all, the Ghost Fleet now does not have a single ship. Even if the Antarctic base has fully automated intelligent mechanical workers are working all-weather, it will take a lot of time to build a submarine fleet that forms combat effectiveness.
After a long time, Mr. Sa finished his thoughts and knew that he had no choice but to seize this and did not know the future opportunity. He looked at Sail-Wisker and said formally and solemnly: "Mr. Wisk, I formally entrusted you with my country's strategic defense and security guarantee. The specific documents will take effect within three days, and the National Defense Force will assist you in assisting defense. I have only two conditions. You must ensure my safety and repel the US troops that may invade the local area."
"Happy cooperation, Mr. President, the power of Ghost International will definitely not disappoint you." Wisk slowly stood up, and at the same time stretched out his hand. Mr. Sa also stood up and grasped it with courtesy. This transaction of the power of clearly marked price was considered an oral agreement.
After a moment, Wisk smiled and said, "To show our sincerity and also to show the power of my Ghost International to Mr. President, I will give you a great gift today."
"Oh? Big Gift?" Mr. Sa couldn't help but be curious. After a while, he ordered people to bring a laptop computer according to Wisk's wishes, and then started a live broadcast under Wisk's operation.
"Is this...Balam Town in the eastern area?" Mr. Sa was a little hesitant when he saw the live broadcast. After a while, the environmental scenes in the video made him extremely sure of his thoughts. This is Balam Town.
Mr. Sa was impressed by this place because it is now an important town controlled by the rebels, with at least a thousand armed people guarding it. The government forces have tried many times to regain the important town, but they all ended in failure.
The picture is the first perspective, a tactical team that can be seen clearly, with only seven or eight people, and the picture should also be displayed from the first perspective of one of the team members.
These people were wearing a gray-black tight combat uniform, with a Nepalese saber and a rectangular piece hanging on both sides of their waists. They were all fully armed. Through the first perspective of the video, they saw that there were two eye-catching letters on the back of the uniforms of other members - GW.
That is, the abbreviation of the English name of Ghost International [Ghost_Worldwide].
"Mr. Wisk, they are..." Mr. Sa hesitated for a moment, looked at the live video and couldn't help but say.
"This is our warrior." Wisk responded concisely, and then smiled: "Mr. President, arrange your people to take over the town tomorrow. This is the gift from Ghost International to you. I hope you like it."
Mr. Sa's pupils shrank and he said in shock: "What did you say? Mr. Wisk, would you want to tell me that you can take down the town of Balam with this armed squad?"
"No," Wicks responded concisely.
This is too crazy, this is impossible! It is absolutely impossible. Mr. Sa wants to say it out loud, and at the same time the battle in the picture began. Mr. Sa was shocked and said, "What? Just breaking in so straight? Are you crazy?"
"Add to the power of my Ghost International, Mr. President." Wix smiled faintly. President Sa was speechless for a moment, and the other party exuded an unparalleled confidence.
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"Ah Luxiu...well...whether (attack of the enemy)!!"
The local language screamed in the live broadcast, and the sound was accompanied by gunfire. The local rebels were vulnerable in front of this mysterious tactical team. Mr. Sa was shocked to find that all the warriors of the Ghost International were sharpshooters. They almost all shot, shot and shot the headshot, and all failed.
Nonsense, these super warriors all have "self-aim plug-in" existences, because their bones are made of N4 unit nanostructures. Their power does not come from the muscles of flesh and blood, but from the N4 nanoskeletons. The power that drives the super warriors also comes from the reversal energy core in the body, and the flesh and blood is just their camouflage skin.
So Mr. Sa was shocked to see that the guns in the hands of these super soldiers were incredibly stable, as if they had no recoil.
At this moment, a rebel squatted in a corner, carrying a rocket launcher and aimed at the tactical team.
Suddenly, an RPG roared over. At this time, a member of the team suddenly jumped out and was on the same trajectory as the flying rocket launcher. It was slow and actually as fast as lightning.
In this very short time, the warrior jumped out and removed the rectangular ruler of his waist and shoulders with an extremely sharp reaction speed. This mysterious black object was a shield made of an N4 unit architecture. When the warrior took off the rectangular ruler, it suddenly spread into a rectangular shield.
boom--!
The roaring RPG rocket warhead hit the shield and exploded. With a blast, a figure shot out in a ball of fire, and it was the warrior.
When he landed, he adjusted his posture in the air, his legs fell accurately, and his whole body leaned forward and backwards. The long shield in his hand also penetrated straight into the ground, and when he moved backwards, it started to rub fire, but it stopped quickly.
The shield retracted again into a rectangular ruler. The warrior retracted it back to his waist and then removed the Nepali saber in his hand.
The local rebels saw that the soldier was still unscathed and were all stunned. Even Mr. Sa, who was watching the live broadcast, was stunned.
Is this still a human?
A strong RPG is unharmed?
Even if the magical shield played a huge protective role, the energy impact generated by such a close-fitting explosion was enough to shake the internal organs of a person's body to pieces.
In fact, the warrior's external body was safe and sound, but his internal organs had irreversible destructive damage. However, this flesh-and-blood body had no brain nerves, so there would naturally be no pain. What drove him was the endoskeleton of the N4 unit structure in his body and the intelligent core of the head. The flesh-and-blood skin was just a disguise and would not have any effect on him.
Just wait until after the war and go back to replace the necrotic organs and tissues. This flesh and blood sac will not necrotize or rot, and will return to normal life activities and metabolism.
But the local rebels and President Sa didn't know that this scene completely subverted their cognition and worldview.
After the local rebels were short of loss of consciousness, their commander shouted, "Everyone was drunk and fired up when they were fully awake. The warrior did not have any effect. Although he could make the opponent shoot wildly without avoiding it, it would be too terrible, and if he did this, the skin would be useless.
Although the boss is also a "Kryptonian", as a "kryptonian player", you can't be so spendthy, right? This disguised skin is worth tens of millions!
So, he saw the warrior making an evasive move in an instant, rolling sideways with a tactic and dodging to the side of the cover. After avoiding the first round of firepower, he immediately removed a flash bullet from his body and threw it out. After the explosion, the warrior holding a Nepali saber immediately climbed out and took advantage of the rebels' short blinding time to directly enter.
Chapter completed!