Early the next morning, Zhao Ziyang, the goddess, and forty mercenaries were ready to go to carry out the business that Pofra mentioned.

This business was brought in by him. As the leader of the Warrior Mercenary Group, Pofra knew nothing about military affairs, but he had a very broad path and could bring in all kinds of business. From bodyguards to assassins, from

From seeking revenge to collecting debts, except for the inability to accept large-scale military activities, there is no problem at all.

When he encounters some difficult problems, he will not hesitate to find other mercenary groups to solve them together, and use other people's resources to create wealth for himself.

Pofra is a businessman through and through, and a successful businessman, but he is definitely not a qualified mercenary leader. However, this will not make him lose his prestige, because he can make the mercenaries

They make money, and that alone is enough.

Forty soldiers, twenty of them are recruits who came with Zhao Ziyang, including Monk, Sarai and Victor. Combat missions are the best training opportunities. Under the leadership of veterans, they can

New recruits can quickly adapt to the battlefield while reducing casualties.

As for Vicki, whose injury was getting better among the veterans, before setting off, Zhao Ziyang clearly saw a strong murderous intent in Vicki's eyes.

It didn't matter, Zhao Ziyang pretended that he didn't see it, and he didn't even bother to be acquainted with such rubbish.

Zhao Ziyang, who was well-equipped, saw the goddess. Her equipment was almost the same as his own, except for the differences in rifles and sabers.

"Warriors, our mission this time is to eradicate the Cossack soldiers in a village. There are no special requirements. We just need to kill them all." The goddess made a request to the mercenaries.

In fact, this requirement can be said or not. It is just to hold the gun and pull the trigger to fight the Cossack soldiers. Either you die or I die.

"Understood!" Forty mercenaries replied loudly.

The goddess looked at Zhao Ziyang, who was holding an assault rifle, and asked, "What do you have to say?"

Zhao Ziyang spread his hands and said that he had nothing to say.

The group of people boarded three jeeps and drove towards the destination. The veterans in the vehicles showed a very indifferent attitude, but the recruits looked very nervous. But there was one person inside who was an exception: Munch.

This guy Munch left a deep impression on Zhao Ziyang, and Zhao Ziyang could feel that Munch was the kind of person who was relatively silent but did practical things, and this guy definitely had a lot of tricks up his sleeve, but he didn't show it.

The veterans chatted and laughed loudly along the way, which invisibly relieved the pressure on the new recruits. This is the advantage of veterans leading new recruits. If a carload of new recruits is dragged onto the battlefield, the atmosphere will definitely become extremely solemn.

"Goddess." Zhao Ziyang called the goddess and asked with a bit of gossip: "Why do you want to work for Pofra? With your ability, you shouldn't be a warrior."

The goddess smiled, looking particularly gentle, but unfortunately there was an obvious conflict with her heroic cheeks, which was very inconsistent, at least that's what Zhao Ziyang thought.

"He can give me money." The goddess answered Zhao Ziyang, and then asked Zhao Ziyang: "Why do you want to work for the Warrior Mercenary Group?"

"Me?" Zhao Ziyang frowned and said, "No need to ask, of course it's for money."

Two people, you ask me something and I ask you something, the questions they ask are exactly the same, and the answers are exactly the same, but both parties know that this is just an excuse, and they have other reasons. If it is for money, large mercenary groups make far more money than here.

There are many more.

The two were silent for a while, and finally the goddess broke the situation.

"Actually, it's for other things." The goddess said to Zhao Ziyang seriously: "But I can't tell you what it is."

"Hahaha, I did it for other reasons, and I can't tell you either." Zhao Ziyang smiled, changed the topic and asked: "Who is the girl in the photo in the room, your sister?"

"No, that's my sister." The goddess smiled, hugged the gun and stared forward and said: "My sister is more beautiful than me and smarter than me. She is my idol."

"Yes, every young person has an idol, but to be honest, I like your appearance better. Your sister seems a bit too delicate." Zhao Ziyang expressed his views on the two sisters without hesitation.

The goddess shook her head, looking at the yellow grassland outside the car window and said: "Actually, what you see is just an illusion. The real side of my sister is not like this. She can kill thirty enemies in ten seconds, with an average shooting speed

It's 0.4 seconds, and it hits 100% of the time between the eyebrows, she's far better than me."

There was a strange expression on Zhao Ziyang's face, and the average firing rate was 0.4 seconds. According to this, the goddess's sister is definitely a very powerful person, but I don't know who it is.

"You don't believe it?" The goddess turned her head and asked Zhao Ziyang, with a look of anger on her face.

"I believe it." Zhao Ziyang nodded and said, "Your sister is very powerful, but I may not be able to defeat her."

"No, you can definitely defeat her." The goddess smiled and whispered: "My sister is dead."

Zhao Ziyang's face became even weirder. He thought the goddess was very strange. She could still laugh when her sister died. Could it be that there was hatred between them?

The goddess stopped talking, frowned, and stared at the endless grassland ahead.

When it got dark, three cars parked next to a hill, and a group of people started walking around the top of the hill towards the Cossacks' target village.

This is the target location. They want to kill the Cossack soldiers here. As for why no one wants to know, they only need to know what they are going to do. Knowing too much will increase the burden on themselves. Since it is a battlefield, you can only

Choose to use Kill to pin your two down.

"My sister is dead." The goddess said this again with a smile on her face.

"Huh?" Zhao Ziyang looked at the goddess, but found that her face was full of ferocity at this time, and there was a strong murderous look between her eyebrows.

"Kill!" A command as cold as a poisonous snake came from the goddess's mouth, and Zhao Ziyang could not stop it at all.

This is a Cossack village with about a hundred households, but there are no Cossack soldiers here, only civilians.

After receiving the order, the mercenaries immediately rushed towards the village with their guns drawn and pulled the triggers in their hands.

"Da da da..." "Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Explosive gunshots rang out, and the residents near the village were shot dead without any reaction at all.

"ah!……"

"Help..."

"Run quickly, the Chechens are coming..."

"..."

There was a sudden chaos in the peaceful village. They did not expect that this place would be suddenly attacked, and that they would become the victims of the attack.

"Damn, this is a civilian! It's a civilian!" Zhao Ziyang shouted with anger: "Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"

But no one listened to him, and instead he was greeted by the guns of the Cossacks.

"Da da da..." A string of bullets were shot at the running Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang, who was running towards the goddess, rushed down fiercely, curled up into a ball and completed a roll, raised his gun and pulled the trigger at a Cossack civilian hiding behind the window.

There was a "bang", blood was spilled on the window, and the civilian's head was penetrated.

"Goddess!" Zhao Ziyang was really angry. He ran over and grabbed the goddess by the collar and roared: "We are soldiers, they are civilians, and you actually lead people to massacre civilians!"

The goddess's eyes were clear. She glanced at Zhao Ziyang with disdain, raised her hand and shot the Cossack who wanted to shoot her and said: "Let go of your hand, there are no civilians here, they are all Cossack soldiers!"

After saying that, the goddess broke free from Zhao Ziyang's hand, rushed into the village with a gun, and kept pulling the trigger to kill the villagers.

"Son of a bitch!" Zhao Ziyang cursed angrily, and out of the corner of his eye he saw two gun barrels aimed at him from a room.

Seeing the barrel of the gun aimed at him, Zhao Ziyang turned his body to the side of the gun and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two gun barrels disappeared, and he killed two more Cossack civilians who wanted to kill him.

At this time, there was loud gunfire in the village, and the Cossack civilians picked up their guns and started shooting at the mercenaries who rushed in.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." A violent explosion sounded. Half of the houses in the village collapsed due to the explosion of grenades, turning them into ruins.

"Kill! Kill all these Cossacks. They are warriors, born to be warriors!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"kill!"

The mercenaries shouted frantically, waiting to rush forward with their blood-red eyes stimulated by the blood and smoke, and use the bullets in the barrels to harvest one life after another.

"Puff! Puff!" Two bright blood flowers burst out from the body of a mercenary who rushed at the front, and his body suddenly fell to the ground and died.

"Da da da..." The sound of machine gun blasts came from a Cossack house, and the fatal bullets swept towards the charging mercenaries.

"Puff puff puff..." Another mercenary was shot through the body by a bullet, and the angry bullets roared and beat his chest to pieces.

The tenacious counterattack of the Cossacks aroused the savage blood in the mercenaries to the greatest extent. They only had killing in their eyes, and they killed all these Cossacks! The recruits also fought with passion. They forgot how they were trained and only

I kept pulling the trigger on the Cossacks. Apart from that, I only had one thought in my mind: I want to survive.

You have no control over the situation at this time. Every family of the brave Cossacks has a gun. They want to live, and the mercenaries who entered the war and were entangled by the Cossacks also want to live. The two sides are now fighting to the death.

, cannot be resolved.

Listening to the fierce gunfire, asking about gunpowder smoke, and looking at the corpses of the lonely, old and weak on the ground, Zhao Ziyang's rifle slipped to the ground. He had thought of thousands of battles, but never thought that he would participate in a battle to massacre civilians.

.

Yes, the Cossacks are born warriors. They have guns. However, their shooting, their evasion, and their fighting without dodging are not warriors at all. They are ordinary people, farmers, and they have to take it.

People who take up arms to save their lives!

It's a pity that he couldn't stop the massacre. The red-eyed mercenaries had already rushed into the center of the village. The resistance of the Cossacks seemed very strong, but in fact it was very forceful. They knew how to find the target, but they didn't know how to kill them more accurately.

"Boom! Boom!..." The explosions in the village came one after another. Relying on grenades and rifles, the mercenaries quickly completed the occupation of the existence. Some of the mercenaries chased the villagers who fled to the east, and some of the mercenaries quickly searched the rooms.

Find survivors and shoot them.

"Wow wow wow..."

The cry of a child was heard, and a Cossack girl of seven or eight years old, covered in blood, ran past on the road in the middle of the village. She rushed towards a mercenary, opening her hands to slap him. Seeing this girl, Zhao Ziyang could

I imagined that the blood on her body was to protect her parents, but it was a pity that her parents were dead...

"Bang!"

A ball of blood burst out from the girl's head, and her thin body fell to the ground. Her tear-filled eyes opened wide, and the tears flowed down, mixing with the blood...

Zhao Ziyang was stunned. This is not something humans do, this is something only animals would do! Massacre, a real massacre.

The moment the girl was killed by a headshot, Zhao Ziyang's heart ached violently. This was the greatest insult to soldiers. Soldiers do not kill unarmed civilians. Soldiers only fight against soldiers. These mercenaries have stained the honor of the military.
Chapter completed!