When the others caught a glimpse of Zhao Lang with a cold expression, they all froze in place, and then made excuses to disperse.
Among them were Chinese, locals, and mercenaries hired by Zhao Lang, all of whom fought with the government troops.
And Zhao Lang relied on his keen military ability and iron-blooded combat ability to help General Dino resolve the situation in just three days. The mercenaries he led also seemed to be desperate for their lives, fighting for the government forces with one against a hundred.
There was a bloody path.
As a result, the government forces won the battle all the way and successfully suppressed the reactionary army.
And Zhao Lang also successfully became famous in country F.
Especially in the military.
From top to bottom, there is no one who is not afraid of him.
After all, they watched with their own eyes as this gentle man who seemed as gentle as jade turned into a hell Shura and walked out of the fire the next second, holding a human head in his hand.
It's hard for them not to be afraid.
The people around him dispersed. Looking at Zhao Lang's cold eyes, Zhou Xu felt even more unsure.
"Boss, I..."
Zhao Lang didn't say anything, walked over and sat down on the chair he just sat on.
He was wearing a dark blue military uniform. The long and narrow stand-up collar exuded a stern atmosphere. His neck was slender and straight. The badge on his shoulder was hung with a golden chain. It was gorgeous and noble, even if he wore a
Sitting in an extremely lazy posture, the majesty and dignity in his body have not been lost.
Zhao Lang stretched his legs slightly, and the dark knee-length military boots were revealed from the shadows. The silver spurs on them cast a cold light under his lowered eyes.
Obviously his facial features are soft and gentle, and his eyebrows are as cold as fine snow, but when people look at him, they always feel a bit shuddering.
It was as if what was hidden behind those harmless glazed eyes was an abyss and an endless sea of blood.
At this moment, Zhou Xu felt like he was wrapped in this abyss.
Every time Zhao Lang's fingertips tapped on the table, his heart would tremble.
"What, have you thought about it? Why don't you answer me?" He said this almost with a smile.
However, Zhou Xu cried.
"I'm sorry, boss, I'm going to report to General Dino now."
General Dino is on the front line. If he goes there now, he will probably come back crippled even if he is not dead.
Damn it, didn't he just say a few words about that magic stick, and why was he treated like this?
Pei Ye, who was on the side, patted his shoulder expressionlessly, and a deep voice came into his ears.
"I told you before that trouble comes from your mouth."
Zhou Xu: "..."
How did he know that the boss was so unaware?
Zhou Xu gritted his teeth, wanting to make a fool of himself in front of Zhao Lang and get some grace.
However, the signal machine in Pei Ye's pocket rang at an inappropriate time.
At Zhao Lang's signal, he stepped forward and turned on the phone, switching to the military intelligence line. In an instant, General Dino's face was projected on the big screen.
He greeted Zhao Lang earnestly, and then asked with a regretful expression: "I have been summoned by you, do you really want to leave tomorrow?"
Zhao Lang nodded, "Yes, the helicopter that will pick me up tomorrow night will land at the port. Then we will have to trouble General Dino to escort us out."
Dino said "Ah", "But the President still wants to see you. Now that the situation has stabilized, this is a good opportunity. Do you really not want to consider it?"
Zhao Lang smiled and shook his head gently.
Dino refused to give up and continued to ask: "Then can you tell me what important thing you have to return to China in such a hurry? If possible, maybe I can help."
"That's not necessary." Zhao Lang's cold eyes finally glowed with warmth, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the screen behind Dino, "It's my private matter, it's no longer needed here.
I am dead, but there is still someone in China who may need me."
Hearing this, Zhou Xu behind him twitched the corner of his mouth and complained in a low voice, "I don't think they need you at all..."
Pei Ye glanced at him, and then thought about how to block his mouth to ensure that he would not die and not talk nonsense.
Then, Zhou Xu's eyes widened as if he realized something.
"That's not right, boss, you are going back to China tomorrow?! What should I do then?!"
Zhao Lang turned his chair and glanced at him slowly, "I just made it very clear, you stay and continue to help General Dino handle military affairs."
Zhou Xu:???
"I don't know anything!" He collapsed and said, "I'm just a little hacker, how can I go to war? Boss, why don't you let Pei Ye stay? He can kill one with a dagger.
Perversion of the reactionary army!"
Zhao Lang looked calm, "Because Pei Ye wants to protect me."
"I can also protect you, boss. I was wrong. Please, don't leave me here. I don't want to continue to eat hard military rations. I want to go back to my country and have a big meal."
Zhao Lang ignored him, turned to Pei Ye and changed the topic.
"By the way, what happened to the man we rescued before?"
Pei Ye said very cooperatively: "The doctor sent by General Dino has helped him take out the bullet. He is still alive. The bullet did not hit his organs and he has almost recovered."
Zhao Lang nodded, "That's right, let's go take a look at him."
"good."
Zhou Xu on the side:???
No, what about him? Just ignore him???
The wounded Chinese soldier was placed in the lounge of the signal station.
He happened to wake up when Zhao Lang entered and was sitting by the window staring blankly at the sky.
After noticing that he had come in, the man suddenly became at a loss. He wanted to stand up and salute, but after struggling a lot, he almost lost the hanging needle in his arm.
Zhao Lang quickly stepped forward to help the person.
"Don't move. You have a good rest. Don't worry about the etiquette."
"Okay..." The man lowered his head, which was tightly wrapped in bandages, and stuttered back.
Zhao Lang glanced at him, tried his best to put away the bloody smell and hostility on his body, and said gently: "A helicopter will come to pick us up tomorrow. I heard from Pei Ye that you originally planned to return to the country. If you don't dislike it, you
You can come with us tomorrow."
Hearing this, the man looked up at him in shock and gratitude, "Really, really? Can you...take me back to your country?"
Zhao Lang smiled and said, "Of course. After all, we are destined. If you hadn't blocked it for me, that bullet would probably have killed me."
The man smiled, then lowered his head in embarrassment, "No, no, I'm just doing something with a little effort."
"Don't worry, I will arrange the best doctors to help you recover after returning to China." Zhao Lang said, "By the way, you have been in a coma for a long time. I don't know your name yet?"
"I, my name is Jiang Mingyu, tomorrow's Ming, Dayu's Yu..."