I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1300: Mouse in the gutter
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The moon is bright and clean.
On the border between Ecuador and Colombia, a military green off-road vehicle was parked on a hilly slope.
In front of the hills is a lush tropical rainforest. A small river about to the knee divides the jungle into two. On the other side of the river is Ecuador, and on the other side of the river is Colombia.
The Ecuadorian soldier carrying a rifle jumped from the car and took two steps forward. He took out the telescope from his arms and looked out over Colombia.
After confirming that no border guards were patrolling this area, he turned back to the buggy, opened the door for the man sitting in the car, and spoke in Spanish full of cigar.
"In front is the border. There is a Colombian town about two kilometers away. You can take a bus to the nearby city. It ’s best to pass as soon as possible. Also, remember to patrol the lights of helicopters and swamps carefully. Crocodile. "
"Thank you, I will." After getting off the car, the bearded man smiled slightly and thanked the soldier.
The Ecuadorian soldier grinned.
"You're welcome, our friends' guests are naturally our guests."
In principle, Ecuador and Colombia, as friendly neighbors, should not give the Colombian opposition a green light. There are exceptions to everything, especially Ecuador's trade with Xinghuan is in a honeymoon period. Encouraged by the check of the Space Elevator, basically the requirements put forward by the new country can be maximised here.
Even if it is a problem that violates diplomatic principles.
Smiling meaningfully, Hirst nodded slightly, and no longer spoke. Picking up his backpack from the back seat of the off-road vehicle, he threw it on his back and walked toward the border between Colombia and Ecuador under the watch of the soldier.
After crossing the river and walking across a kilometer of rainforest, he dragged his motorcycle from the bushes and dropped his backpack on it.
The roar of the engine alarmed the lizard lying on the tree, and the crocodile by the shoal raised his eyelids slightly.
After stepping on the motorcycle, he confirmed the downward direction by the moonlight, and then drove straight to the Colombian town not far from the border.
The time is getting to the middle of the night.
Stopped in front of the warehouse of an abandoned farm, Hirst locked the motorcycle in front of the door, glanced at the dark warehouse, and reached out to push open the rusty iron gate.
"Who."
I don't know when, a gun protruded from the shadow, and it was on his side.
Tugging at the corner of his mouth, Hirst raised his hands above his head and said impatiently.
"Me."
As soon as the voice fell, the beard faded from his face at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the full-faced horizontal meat wriggled like boiling water, accompanied by the crackling sound of bone hair. It turned into another look.
The muzzle on his face slowly retracted.
Hurst lowered his raised hands and complained casually towards the shadows.
"Is this necessary?"
"Special period, forgive me." the man said hoarsely.
Shrugging, Hirst followed the man and walked deep into the warehouse.
Around a farm machine, he saw a beam of shimmer leaking through the wooden door in the corner of the warehouse.
The gleam of light is very fragile, and disappears in the darkness, just like a flat boat swaying in the storm, as if it will disappear in the cusp of the surging wave in the next second.
In a way, its situation is very similar to the current black ship.
Two years ago, the tragedies of Cagayan City and Tokyo City shocked the world, directly leading to the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people and the downfall of the two regimes. For the first time, the word T virus appeared in the sight of all countries in the world, and the world was caught in an unprecedented panic.
In December of the same year, NATO launched a large-scale military operation in northwest Somalia under the auspices of the United Nations. Under solid evidence, the United States, Britain, France, Germany, Italy, Canada, etc. have successively declared war on the BlackRock warlords and set off another sand storm in Somalia.
In less than a month, the iron fist from the civilized world destroyed the BlackRock warlords and Somali youths who provided support to the black ship organization. The party took over the infected area and the T virus factory on the border between Ethiopia and Somalia. .
At the beginning of the following month, Xinghuan Trading sent troops strongly without authorization to cross-border combat against Sabah Bubu who hid in Kenya, destroying only 1.7 tons of virus stock solution and 50 tons of virus raw materials. It ruined everything that the Black Ship Organization spent ten years accumulating.
The bad news came one after another. Tanaka, the spiritual leader of the Black Ship Organization, also lost contact with Jiang Chen himself after the duel.
Even the core member of Black Ship only knows that he last appeared in the suburbs of Tokyo, Japan, and it is still unknown whether he is alive or dead.
Only Tanaka can communicate with the black ship.
After losing Tanaka, they completely lost contact with "Black Ship".
In the confusion and fear of losing the organization, the members of the Black Ship are either exhausted by the global pursuit of the ghost agent, or hiding in an incognito and hiding in a remote area.
It did n’t take long for Xinghuan Trading to build a space elevator, which began to emerge internationally, and its strength expanded at a geometric speed. In the shadow of Jiang Chen, they trembled like mice in the gutter, and they didn't dare to look squarely at this behemoth, let alone revenge.
The same is true for Hirst.
As a senior member of the Black Ship Organization, he was not only pursued by ghost agents, but also topped the wanted list of various countries as a terrorist. But because of his ability to change his appearance and height at will, he barely escaped the layers of intelligence organizations of various countries.
Wandering in loneliness and confusion for two years, he fled to Hurst in South America, while living a semi-reclusive life, while carefully paying attention to the situation of the black ship organization.
However, the cruel facts are before him.
Except for the news that the Black Ship members have been arrested or "accidentally killed" one after another, he can't find any useful information in the newspapers and the Internet.
Just when he was almost desperate, not long ago he suddenly saw the mark left by the members of the black ship from a newspaper. Overjoyed, he quickly found a companion hiding in Colombia based on the clues left in the newspaper.
It is not only him who escaped the ghost agent chase, but also three other companions.
Andrew from the British mental ability, American mercenary Gerak, and a person who is called Sakai Qizhong ’s ability to read power.
"What do you say if they change their itinerary, or simply end South America's visit?" Gerak said in a hoarse voice, wiping the sniper rifle in his hand.
"They can't change the itinerary," Andrew smiled lightly. "They are in the Star Ring Trade, and the CIA is not enough to make them soft, even if they add an FBI."
And their arrogance will cost them a terrible price.
"I hope everything goes well." Hirst drew a black ship mark on his chest and closed his eyes religiously. "I also hope that the sacrifice we offer is enough to show our loyalty to our Lord. "
"I just want to take revenge for Mr. Tanaka." Hatsune shone in the eyes under his long hair, said Sai Qizhong, who was sitting in the corner with his arms folded coldly.
"Yes."
Andrew ’s smile is very gentle, like a kind priest, facing the lost lamb, "My Lord will bless us to victory."
If the blood of the immortal people can be exchanged for the favor of our Lord and usher in eternal evolution for this decaying world, no matter how many sacrifices are worth it, because all life will be in Eternal in the glory of harmony.
World War III ...
Should this offering be enough?
Thinking of this, Andrew extended his skinny right hand and touched the pendant on his chest.
Looking at the American who was twisting in the corner and **** with sacks and ropes to make dumplings, all his dark green pupils shone with fanatic colors ...