A new week has begun, and the new book urgently needs everyone's full support, asking for recommendation votes, collections, and rewards The Libyans were fast.
Less than an hour after the camp battle, someone sent the remaining 1 million commissions to the camp of Gripen.
Looking at the 500,000 US dollars neatly stacked on the table, except for some unpeace in his heart, Li Changjiang did not have any abnormality on his face, and even faintly worried.
Because Daddy Li Lin doesn't seem to be in the camp built by DeLong.
Bob and Kim searched every corner but couldn't find any Chinese people.
"Lee, it's possible that the person you're looking for isn't in Benghazi, you know, it's not that big."
Stand on the roof of the 4th floor.
The coastline in the distance is white, and Benghazi is hard to believe at dawn that this is a city beset in the depths of war.
"You Huaxia people are very persistent."
"Is it?"
"Yes" Compared with the identity of a mercenary, Li Changjiang prefers to believe that the white man next to him is a person with a story, and Williams has a scar on the left side of his face, which is narrow but not hideous.
For the first time, 19-year-old Li Changjiang felt that the vision in front of him was so broad, but compared with the smoke billowing behind him, the reality was much more cruel.
Thinking that he had been in the doldrums for a whole summer because of the failure of the college entrance examination, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"You Americans are always so arrogant."
The sea breeze gently brushed his cheeks, and a salty smell inhaled into his nostrils, and the two seemed to enjoy the rare comfort between the wars.
A puff of smoke comes out of your mouth.
"Take a bite" Taking the wine bottle in William's hand, Li Changjiang hesitated for a moment and took a big sip of it.
Ahem, ahem Hahaha. fuck shit It's not wine, it's Coca-Cola Williams laughed a little twitching, and threw the glass bottle out in his hand in hatred, only to hear a snapping sound after a moment, followed by a clattering expletive.
"Fuckfuck all die, damn Libyans."
Seeing William frantically comparing his middle finger and complaining to the Libyans below on a whim, the depression in Li Changjiang's heart couldn't help but fade a lot.
War is always easy to reveal its true nature.
Get cold feet mania Killing Even greed "Lee, join us, we need you, you belong here, you belong to this battlefield."
Williams' tone was calm, as if what was being said was just a trivial matter.
Although the Gripen squad is small in number, it has always been very combative, otherwise the Libyans would not have paid such a high price.
But the appearance of Li Changjiang made him realize for the first time that it seemed that their combat strength could continue to improve, and the key to all this was in this Chinese.
Hit flares with sniper rifles Oh, my God He didn't know who else could do it but God and the Chinese in front of him.
"I Belong Here" Li Changjiang was stunned.
He didn't think about it.
Be a mercenary Although he had been wounded twice on the battlefield and shot more than 50 enemies, Li Changjiang did not consider himself suitable for this land.
After all, the battlefield is not a peaceful place, and it seems to be far from the life you desire.
If it weren't for the instinct to survive, I might never have been exposed to these for the rest of my life.
"I'm sorry, William, I don't think I belong here."
He really doesn't belong here.
Li Changjiang doesn't know if those Libyan teenagers who picked up guns and became soldiers will be underage, but for him, this will definitely not be his home.
It's just that Li Changjiang doesn't know.
Some things are simply unpredictable.
Change will always come faster than planned, even unexpectedly.
Early the next morning.
The Gripen mercenary squad followed the Libyan rebels again to a camp near the west side of Benghazi.
The atmosphere throughout the camp was a bit solemn.
"Boss, what do they want to do?"
"You see, it is not Caesar's man."
On the school field outside the camp, Li Changjiang looked at the people coming and going in silence, these guys were all loaded with guns, and of course their hands must have been stained with blood.
Libyans are not good.
He looked in the direction Bob had signaled.
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On the training ground across the school grounds, there was also a group of white Westerners staring at them, and these people should be the Caesar mercenaries mentioned by Bob.
Caesar is also a mercenary group composed of retired special forces from Western countries, but the other party does not seem to be very friendly at this time.
Of course, the conflict between the two sides has been going on for a long time.
Caesar outnumbered the Gripen, and several times more, and among them were not only Americans, British, but also Australians, but without exception, these people were all white Westerners.
So they have always had a lot of problems with the Gripen mercenaries allowing Asians to enter.
"William, it seems that you are getting more and more depraved."
Being swept by someone with an unkind gaze, Li Changjiang was keenly aware of the disdain in the eyes of the Western man.
"Lee, he's Cork, Cawkle Clevins, the vice-captain of the Caesar Mercenary Regiment, and was a member of the Royal Air Service Corps before joining Caesar."
Li Changjiang nodded.
He understands what Jin means, but Li Changjiang naturally has his own principles of doing things, no matter whether the other party is good or not, as long as it doesn't touch his bottom line, he won't care.
“tiions” William didn't speak, just raised two fingers and coldly spat out a number from his mouth.
Li Changjiang quickly noticed that the white man on the other side called Coke had a slightly ugly face.
This time, the Libyan rebels failed to bid 1 million for Caesar, and then raised the price to 2 million for Gripen, and the other party succeeded.
It's just a number, but William's point is unmistakably clear: you're garbage.
"I heard you've found another Asian, is that him?"
The voice sounded abruptly from behind.
Li Changjiang looked at the visitor with a sideways face and couldn't help frowning a little. master Although it was only a glimpse, Li Changjiang was already sure that the person who came was definitely a powerful guy.
The master does not need to make a move, and it is often enough to rely on momentum, but the other party seems to be not good.
"It turned out to be Barty, why do you Caesar casualties need me to help you pacify?"
William walked in front of Li Changjiang and looked directly at the other party.
"Of course, that money is better for the dead than for the yellow-skinned monkey."
Batti Sanchez laughed a little hairily.
Li Changjiang couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he seemed to want to stand up but was pulled by Jin and Bob beside him.
"Don't forget, if there weren't Asians, you would have died, Barty."
"Yes, then please thank them for me, if it weren't for them, I wouldn't be in this damn place."
After staring coldly at Williams for a moment, the white man named Barty then turned to leave, but suddenly turned around and stared at Li Changjiang again.
"You're from Huaxia, right, Huaxia is known as a forbidden place for mercenaries, I think I'll see you sooner or later, but I hope you can leave Libya alive, after all, the dead won't see that day."
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