Half an hour later, a heavy-duty military truck drove out from the e-force headquarters, escorted by a group of armored combat vehicles, and quickly rushed towards the battlefield. ≯≌≌≯
After galloping all the way, we soon followed the instructions and arrived at the command tank where He Zhenzhong was riding.
Bang, bang.
The car door opened, and the e-corps general jumped out of the car with his men. He took a look at He Zhenzhong, who was sitting on top of the tank, playing with a silver handle. He couldn't help but have a look of aggrievedness in his eyes.
"Just come here, don't worry if I kill you." He Zhenzhong raised his head, glanced at the guy, flicked the silver in his hand, and aimed at his eyebrows.
The guy gritted his teeth and hummed: "The reputation of the God of Death is well-known in the world. No one doesn't believe this, including me."
The expressions of the senior generals standing next to He Zhenzhong were a little weird. These guys obviously wanted to skin the God of Death, eat the God of Death's flesh, drink the God of Death's blood, and gnaw the God of Death's bones. However, they couldn't admire the God of Death now.
Yes, isn’t it a contradiction?
"God of Death, I brought the money. I hope you will abide by our agreement." The guy turned around and pointed at the heavy military truck next to him, "Do you need to check it?"
"Of course." He Zhenzhong nodded to the guard next to him.
"Class 1, follow me."
"yes."
Deng Deng Deng.
Several guards walked over, stretched out their hands, and pulled down the military green tarpaulin with a loud crash.
Immediately, bundles of colorful banknotes were revealed, and there were neatly stacked gold bars at the back of the carriage. Under the sunlight, they glowed golden, and near the tailgate, there were some
Unprecedented jade, agate and other raw ores.
Seeing the car full of things, all the old men around them had expressions of heartache on their faces. The economy of country E is not as good as country Z. Especially after the bad relationship with country Z, their economy is even worse.
, these are military expenses, but now they are given to these damn people of country Z in vain, how can they not feel heartbroken?
Moreover, this was their land, which was forcibly ceded by these damn Z people. Not only that, these guys didn't give them time to evacuate. As soon as they came over, they directly opened fire on their positions, killing thousands of people.
, which triggered internal strife among their subordinates.
The real victims are them, but now they have to pay compensation to these damn people of country Z. Is this justified?
Seeing the sad and angry expressions of those old men, He Zhenzhong couldn't help but reveal a sneer on his face. He knew it was heartbreaking? He knew it was humiliating? He knew it was painful? And the people of country Z have endured these for more than three hundred years, huh.
"God of Death, this money is just a lot more." The general commander of Country E spoke. His eyes were full of anxiety. With every passing second, more rebels would escape.
"Yes, I have seen your sincerity." He Zhenzhong glanced around at the guy and then continued: "Go back and evacuate this place immediately. If there is a next time, I promise, one will die and one will die.
A dead pair."
call.
The e-Army general commander took a deep breath and glanced at He Zhenzhong with a bitter look, "Death, I believe we will meet again, let's go." After saying that, he turned around and left with his men.
"Marshal, do you want it?" A lieutenant general made a gesture of wiping his neck.
He Zhenzhong shook his head, "No, let's stabilize this place for a while now. Notify the troops, assemble, and evacuate here in five minutes, and rush directly to the Bejiaer Lake."
"yes."
The order was quickly passed on, and the armored soldiers of State Z who were running rampant in the battlefield where the rebels and government forces of State E were fighting, and who had driven those old men to a flying start, immediately began to leave the battlefield, under the command and dispatch of officers at all levels.
, quickly assembled, crossed the battlefield, followed He Zhenzhong, and headed towards the Beijier Lake.
Finally left.
Seeing the armored cluster of Z State disappearing, the elite soldiers of the fighting nation couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was as if they were sending off the god of plague. They were being chased like dogs, but they couldn't fight back. It was too frustrating for them.
I was frustrated, but fortunately everything is over.
And when the general commander of the E Army rushed over with a group of senior officers, looking at the chaotic battlefield, they almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Is this still an elite force that they are proud of? Everyone panicked.
Continuously, panting and scattered, these are obviously a group of bereaved dogs.
Holding the telescope, his eyes kept scanning the front, and his face gradually turned the color of pig liver. In the end, he couldn't help it anymore, opened his mouth, and with a pop, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Commander."
"commander."
"Leave me alone, hurry up, organize the troops, encircle and suppress the rebels." A pig-like scream rang out, his face was full of frustration, and he wanted to die. He had lost so many elites, so why not
It was easy to surround the rebels here, but now, he couldn't even see the shadow of the rebels.
"yes."
Looking at the still chaotic troops, he closed his eyes in pain. He hated that he was tricked to death by those damn Z people this time, but he knew this and knew that the damn God of Death was in front of him. However, they
Still can't do anything. There is nothing in this world that is more painful and frustrating than this.
"Inform all the troops stationed in the area to take away all the things they can and evacuate from here."
"yes."
The faces of the surrounding old men were also filled with painful expressions. Over the past few hundred years, they had long forgotten that this rich land was wrested from the hands of country Z. They believed that this was their territory, but now
, they, the soldiers who protect their homes and country, can only watch helplessly as this land is ceded to country Z. How can they not feel pain?
He Zhenzhong doesn't care what these guys think. If he knew that these guys were in such pain, it would be too late for him to be happy. Happiness must be based on the pain of the enemy.
After leaving the border defense line of the E Army, the torrent of steel composed of tanks and chariots was no longer blocked, rolling forward all the way, heading straight towards the shores of Beijiaer Lake, heading towards the lost pearl of the Z country...