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Chapter 280

Maris is not an ordinary person. Maris is the brother of the bomb commander Turs, so the biggest job after entering the city was assigned to Maris, because Turs knew that the richest man in Saron was Rhodes.

This diamond dealer.

Unexpectedly, the good thing has now turned into a sad thing.

However, this matter could not be hidden after all. Saren took the walkie-talkie and started calling the West Boys Command.

After the call was connected, Tours' voice finally came from the other side.

"My dear Saren, do you have any good news to report to me? Have you caught those intruders?"

"No..." Saren couldn't help but started to stretch out his fingers and pinch his eyebrows hard.

"Then you went to the north of the city and found my brother Maris? I called him many times, but he didn't respond. I'm a little worried about him."

Saren secretly sighed, held it in for a while, and then whispered: "Commander, Maris is dead..."

"What!?"

In addition to Tours' scream, there was also a clanging sound. Apparently the rebel commander knocked something over in his shock.



Qin Fei, Lao Yu and the other five people had no idea that they had already caused a huge disaster at this time. The polar bear killed the brother of a rebel commander with a random attack.

It was twenty kilometers from Rhodes's house to the edge of the jungle. At this time, their Ural truck was bumping and swaying towards its designated destination. They had no idea that a nest had been blown up in the city of Lonza.

Ten minutes later, four armed pickup trucks and six trucks rolled up the yellow dust and drove all the way to the door of Rhodes' house.

Jumping out of an armed pickup truck was the leader of the "West Boys" rebels - the legendary "Bomb Commander" Tours.

This guy is not that old, he is still in his twenties. The soldiers in the entire Western Boys Rebel Army are generally very young, and many are even in their teens.

Thanks to the good athletic talent and physical advantages of black people, although Sierra Leone is poor, the commander is very strong, like an adult silverback chimpanzee.

After getting out of the car, Turs ran into the hall of Rhodes' house.

Maris' body was now placed on the ground and covered with a tablecloth.

Turs went up, squatted on the ground, and lifted a corner of the tablecloth. Under the light, he saw the horrified face of the dead Maris before he died.

Reaching out to cover his face, Tours rubbed his face hard several times before standing up.

Suddenly, this guy pulled out a large-caliber Desert Eagle pistol and fired wildly at several other corpses like a gorilla in heat, until he killed the guys who had accompanied his brother here to make money but caused his brother to die.

His face was shot to pieces, and he didn't stop until he ran out of bullets in his Desert Eagle pistol.

"Go! Call me Alitu right away! I want to find these murderers! These white-skinned pig murderers!" He let out a huge roar, which almost scared the men standing aside to pee.

Soon, Alitu, whom Tours was talking about, was called over.

In sharp contrast to Tours, Alitu is thin and short, less than 1.6 meters tall. He is a member of the Tata tribe near Longsa. People of this tribe live in the jungle all year round. They are best at

It's about hunting and chasing wild animals.

Alitu is one of the outstanding hunters in this tribe, and he is very good at tracking.

"Alitu! Go and find the traces of those white-skinned pigs for me immediately. I will catch up with them and skin them all! Kill them all!"

Alitu nodded and immediately left the house.

"Gather everyone together, I want to lecture you!" Tours ordered Saren, "Gather everyone together, we are leaving Longsa City!"

"Commander, the RUF people are advancing towards Liberty City, why don't we take the first step?" Saren reminded Tours.

Turs turned his head with an angry look on his face, staring at Saren with hair in his heart. He saw Turs' gaze and knew that nothing he could say now would make the commander in front of him change his mind.

"Yes, I will gather everyone right away."

The entire Western Boys' rebel army has a total strength of more than 300 people in Longsa City. In addition to the more than 20 people left in the headquarters to take care of supplies, a full 300 rebel soldiers were all shot in Luo Sa.

In the courtyard of Des house.

Tours stood on the doorstep, lecturing impassionedly.

"Those shameless and vicious white pigs, they not only eroded our country and sucked the blood and sweat of our people, but now they even dare to kill our people! We will not give in, and we will use the guns in our hands to tell those white pigs,

We Sierra Leoneans are not cattle to be slaughtered, we will make them pay with blood..."

He pointed angrily at Maris's body, which lay motionless on the ground.

"My brother, my dear brother Maris, has died at the hands of these white-skinned pigs. Today, I want to avenge him. For every white-skinned pig killed, I will reward you with 1,000 US dollars! And 500 grams of chaat

Grass!"

1,000 US dollars is really not a small amount here, and the 500 grams of chat grass is an even more attractive reward. There are almost no soldiers in the Western Boys rebel branch who do not take various drugs, and all of them are typical addicts.

Gentleman.

"Before setting off, in order to reward my warriors, I decided to give you unlimited courage!"

With a wave of his hand, several rebel soldiers carried a large bucket of white liquid and placed it on the steps.

"These are given to you. Everyone can take them for free. After the injection, God will be with you, and you will be extremely brave and invincible on the battlefield."

Seeing the barrel of white liquid, every rebel soldier's eyes shone.

This is a drug extracted from the khat grass. The khat grass can be chewed and eaten directly. Some people squeeze the juice and mix it with water for injection. It is no different from ordinary drugs. Once you chew the khat grass for a period of time, you will be

Absorption from the digestive tract can no longer satisfy the drug addiction, so injecting it directly into the meridians will make people more high, faster and more comfortable.

Each rebel soldier began to line up, drew the white liquid from the syringe he brought with him, and then walked aside to inject himself directly.

The entire team was soon in a state of euphoria after taking drugs.

It is not without reason that Turs became the idol of all rebel soldiers and achieved an almost god-like status. He knew how to use various means of kindness and power to win over people's hearts.

Killing relatives to destroy the humanity of children and teenagers is one side, and using drugs to control them is another side.

Seeing that everyone was starting to get into the mood, he began to encourage loudly again: "Warriors! Are you going to kill a few white-skinned pigs today to relieve your hatred!?"

"Kill the white pig! Kill the white pig!"

"Are you going to avenge Maris!?"

"Revenge! Revenge!"

"Are you willing to follow me until death!?"

"Follow Turs to death!"

"Follow Turs to death!"

Rhodes' compound suddenly became a crazy compound. A group of rebel soldiers who were at the peak of their excitement had their eyes red, like beasts that had been hungry for a week and were hungry for flesh and blood. Everyone was holding up a gun in his hand.

, roaring like crazy.

Alitu appeared next to Tours. Tours lowered his head. Alitu said in his ear: "Commander, I found the traces of those white-skinned pigs. They fled to the dense forest at the back."

Turs nodded, raised the Desert Eagle and fired a shot into the air.

"Warriors! Let's go!"


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