The mercenary French Cannon saw the man who came out. He was tall, strong and very conspicuous. He immediately recognized that he had seen Long Zhan in the bar.
I was a little surprised when I saw Long Zhan’s skilled mercenary flags.
If both parties can communicate normally, then this matter will be easier to handle.
The French cannon did not hesitate and waited any longer. He held up the flag and strode in the direction of Long Zhan. The pace of advancement was very fast.
The distance between the two parties is about 200 meters, so each person has to walk more than 100 meters.
It won’t work if it’s not fast, and it will take half a day if it’s slow.
Long Zhan saw that the mercenary leader on the opposite side was so talented, and he couldn't lose the opponent's formation, so he also strode towards the opponent.
French Cannon is indeed a decent person.
Compared with the contractors who were surrounded and had no place to move and could only defend passively, and the mercenaries who took the initiative and could evacuate at any time, the French artillery actually did not need to do such a thing and put itself in a dangerous situation.
Cook and Bobby were worried that the Dragon War could be hacked, and the French cannons might also be hacked by contractors.
Moreover, the contractor's marksmanship is more accurate, and he is more likely to hit the vital point when being hacked. He will not even have the chance to be rescued by his men and sent to the hospital for rescue.
He stood up and made an appointment with Long Zhan to meet in the middle. This courage is really not something ordinary people can have.
It's okay for the bosses of both parties to face each other face to face. No matter whether they are nervous or scared, at least they are both real men with good character.
When the younger brothers from both sides saw their boss taking risks, they were so nervous that their scalps went numb.
In order to ensure the safety of their boss, everyone did not dare to slack off at all, and everyone was highly concentrated and tense.
The purpose is to be able to suppress the opponent immediately when danger occurs, and then save the boss.
Just a few seconds later.
Long Zhan strode forward and walked more than ten meters. The expression on his face still looked calm and calm, but the younger brothers behind him were so nervous that they were sweating profusely.
Some even breathed rapidly, and their faces were filled with blood and turned red.
The atmosphere on the battlefield became highly tense, and at the same time it became unprecedentedly quiet. Except for the whistling of the wind and the occasional cry of birds and animals, there was no movement.
Both sides' eyes were focused on the two figures getting closer and closer in the middle.
About 50 seconds passed.
The two people, who were walking more than 200 meters apart, finally stopped at the mercenary end of the battlefield, about 5 meters apart from each other.
Long Zhan, who was taller and had longer legs, could walk faster. With a flick of his wrist, he swung the engineering shovel down in the air and inserted it deeply into the soil.
Stand with your hands clasped in your arms, look at each other and wait quietly.
Although French Cannon is a little over 1.8 meters tall and has a good figure that he exercises regularly, he still looks very different compared to the dragon suit.
There is a huge difference in height and body shape.
The two of them were like a third grade elementary school student having a fight with a third grade junior high school student.
The difference in size made the French Cannon weaker, but it did not affect his mental state, and the expression on his face remained calm.
It shows that his mentality is very mature!
Long Zhan stood there in silence and did not speak. French Cannon could only speak first, slightly raising his head and looking into Long Zhan's eyes and said: "Commander Gibran, you are a real good drinker, but not a good soldier, let alone
Not a good commander."
"Oh? Really? Tell me about it?" Long Zhan said with a tepid smile.
"You have been surrounded by us. Once you run out of bullets, you will be dead. Your brothers are following you, and the same is true. If you want to change this ending, I think I can help you." French Cannon seduced.
"You are really a good person. We have killed hundreds of people, and you still think about me."
Long Zhan made a silent mockery, shrugged his shoulders, and asked with a disinterested attitude: "How do you want to help me? Let's talk about it."
"I want you to be sensible and understand the current situation clearly."
The French cannon didn't get angry when being ridiculed. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Don't you realize that the strength ratio between you and me is 1:20?"
"Twenty against one? It's scary. Unfortunately, I didn't notice it. I only saw that many people died here, and none of them seemed to be mine." Long Zhan joked.
Fighting with an absolute superiority of 20:1, the death ratio between the two sides was 300:0.
The more people there are, the more people will die.
This is simply a shame!
French Cannon was slightly moved, but he quickly suppressed it and said confidently: "This is only a temporary phenomenon, and the outcome is still doomed. You should know that it is absolutely impossible to hold your position.
Montero is afraid of those politicians, but those politicians will not come to save you. The world only cares about interests, and you have no interest value.
If I were you, I would choose to surrender. There is no hatred between us, is there?
If you are willing to surrender, I may not be able to guarantee other aspects, but I can guarantee one thing, I can guarantee that you will leave here alive."
"Here? Are you looking at this country? If so, I might consider it." What Long Zhan said was true.
"Sorry, I don't have the ability. I can only ensure that you leave the Jagheda Mine alive, and the prerequisite is that you must lay down your weapons. As for whether you can leave this country alive, it is up to Mr. Montero to decide."
The bald white man's code name is French Cannon, but he doesn't like to blow up cannons out of thin air when he speaks, but rather says what he has to say. From this point of view, he is still a man.
"We were attacked for no reason, but you want us to give up our resistance and become prisoners. Do you think it's possible?"
Long Zhan unabashedly laughed at the idiot and said, "How about I give you a suggestion? You stop attacking and retreat 10 kilometers. Give me a day and I will give you the mine to save you the trouble."
How about attacking?"
"this……"
Long Zhan suddenly made such a suggestion, which really made French Cannon very excited. If it could be implemented in this way, it would indeed be possible to get back the mine without any bloodshed.
But the next second he thought of Sage's order, the French cannon gave up the idea again.
He shook his head helplessly and said: "Sorry, I have to obey the order. I'm afraid I can't agree to your suggestion. Not only do I need to get the Jagheda Mine, but I also need to take you Americans back to Mr. Montero.
.
If you don't want to see anyone bleed or die between us again, I suggest you surrender.
Surrendering with a force of twenty to one is not shameful, it is just the right choice as a commander."
French Cannon still wanted to persuade Long Zhan, and even used brainwashing rhetoric.
pity.
After hearing this, Long Zhan didn't feel any emotion, and even his face became serious.
He took the initiative to take a step forward, locked the eyes of the French cannon, and said sonorously: "You are not qualified to accept my surrender."