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"Then do it." The colonel said coldly.

Seryozha and Harley opened two huge weapon boxes and took out a variety of dazzling non-lethal weapons; from the tactical computer of the little Naipeng, several criss-crossing laser beams were shot out, outlining half of the whole train. Transparent structure diagram; Naito Yuya knelt on one knee, closed his eyes, groped for the communication soldier's Adam's apple, and kept "one two three, three two one" sound checks.

After a while, his voice turned out to be exactly the same as that of the communication soldier.

"In addition to the few we just killed, there is another platoon in the car, a total of 32 Earth Army soldiers, but they are all rookies who have been huddled in the car all year round and have never participated in actual combat. They are here, here, and here."

The colonel pointed to the small shiny red dots on the holographic structure diagram, "The more threatening ones are the four agents of the Extraordinary Association, and these two guards from the Institute of Genetics—especially the latter , the guards of these genetic research institutes are often experienced veterans who have changed jobs, and they are close to the water, and can enjoy the benefits of genetic medicine first. All of them are monsters injected with excessive genetic medicine, so, first Knock out the special agents and research institute guards in the 3rd, 5th and 9th compartments.

"Everyone, check your watches. There are still twenty-seven and a half minutes before we arrive at our destination. After half a minute, let your people do it. I will give you three and a half minutes.

"Remember, we are not murderers. We just want to take back what we deserve. Don't kill unless it is absolutely necessary. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Many mercenaries spoke in unison.

"start to act!"

The colonel closed the tactical computer with a "snap", and the hatch in front of the carriage moved away without a sound, and many mercenaries led away.

The wind and rain outside became more and more dense, knocking people's hearts more and more liars, and the sound of dense raindrops strafing covered all the movement in the front and rear carriages. The train, which was clearly moving at high speed, was as dead and silent as an abandoned tomb.

The colonel concentrated and calmed down, leaning on the seat, still holding the harmonica tightly in his hands. There was no change in expression on his slashed face, only the bulging veins on the back of his hands showed his innermost feelings. Very restless.

Suddenly, he opened his single eye and frowned.

Three and a half minutes has arrived.

"Naito, someone shot in carriage 3, what happened?"

He was obviously staying in the last carriage of the train, but he could hear the faint gunshots in the carriage ahead through the sound of the violent wind and rain outside!

"There's a little trouble."

Naito Yong also said in the communication channel, "There is a guard of the Genetic Research Institute, who is too strong, probably completely poured out by the genetic medicine, our strong anesthetic did not work on him, almost hurt Naipeng, so we had to Shot him . . . I'm sorry, Colonel."

The colonel cursed under his breath, got up and walked towards the front of the car.

In every carriage passing by, you can see several Earth Army soldiers and even special agents lying on the ground.

The rebellious and murderous mercenaries stood at attention and saluted him, their eyes full of reverence: "Colonel!"

The colonel's eyes were cold, even when passing by several carriages filled with genetic medicine, the colonel did not stop for half a step, and went straight to the third carriage.

The place is a mess, with traces of fighting everywhere. Dozens of fist and footprints protruding outward appeared in the thick carriage, as if a few powerful giants had just fought fiercely here.

On the ground lay a special agent and a guard of the Genetic Research Institute. Their hands and feet were twisted unnaturally, and their joints were fractured. However, their lives were not in danger, but they fell into a deep sleep under the influence of a powerful anesthetic.

The big white bear, Sergey Sha, curled up next to him, stitching a shocking wound on his arm. Although his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he didn't even utter a word.

In the corner, lay another guard of the Genetic Research Institute. It was a big meat mountain weighing more than 200 kilograms. It looked stronger than a rhinoceros, but it was a pity that his chest was deeply sunken, and he was shot under the heart. He could only vent his breath. air intake,

It doesn't look like it will live long.

The colonel glanced at the nearly collapsed chest of the guard of the genetic research institute, and turned his gaze to Naipeng who was aside: "I said, try not to kill people."

Nai Peng shrugged his shoulders: "He is very powerful."

Naito Yuya said nothing, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the guard's head.

"don't want."

The colonel reached out and pushed the gun away, "This is a true warrior who deserves an honorable and dignified funeral."

After saying this, the colonel stood at attention and saluted the guards of the genetic research institute with a standard military salute.

Afterwards, the colonel knelt down on one knee, and before the guard's consciousness completely dissipated, Lightning struck and broke his neck.

The guard's eyeballs instantly turned gray-white, crooked and limp on the ground.

The colonel sighed, took off his military cap, and covered the guard's cold face.

"Carriage 13, safe!"

"Car No. 12, safe!"

"Car No. 11, safe!"

"...The front of the train and the cockpit are under control, and all enemies have been wiped out. Now, this train and all the cargo on it belong to us!"

The whole train went up and down, and the cheers of war dogs came.

"Soldiers, I am your Colonel, and it is a pleasure to fight alongside you again, especially since this fight is about something completely different from what it used to be - in the past, we were all fighting for money, but this time, we are fighting for Take back your glory, power and dignity!"

Standing in the cockpit of the train, looking at the torrential rain ahead, the colonel said to all the remnants of the Gale Commando, "For the past few decades, we have always adhered to the belief of 'war dogs', with money in one hand and in the other hand Swords, diligent, hard-working, active in the most dangerous, remote, dirty, and cruel battlefields, for energy companies, mining giants, various chaebols and groups, including those high-ranking members of the Earth Parliament, to implement Extremely dangerous, even despicable and shameless tasks that the regular army is unwilling and inconvenient to perform!

"Whether it is turning into a pile of dry bones in the scorching desert, or fighting with snakes, insects, rats and ants in the gloomy rainforest, or fighting to the death with ferocious rebels and gangsters for ten days and ten nights in isolation, Even secretly sneaked into the world of cultivating immortals to perform reconnaissance missions-we have never betrayed the creed of 'War Dogs', and never betrayed every penny our employer gave us.

"However……

"Our employer has betrayed us!

"In the 'Golden Core Battle' a year and a half ago, those despicable and shameless bastards clearly got the information, confirming that the enemy might be a traverser, or even an extremely dangerous immortal cultivator in the core formation stage among the traversers, but they didn't take this A piece of intelligence tells us in time, but tricks us into the abyss of destruction.

"And after we paid such a terrible price and severely injured the Jindan strongman, because our strength plummeted, they kicked us away as if we were throwing rubbish.

"Hehe, no one expected that the other party was a Jindan expert—a lie, a shameless lie! After all, in the eyes of those bastards, we mercenaries are just pawns that can be sacrificed at any time, in order to test the enemy's true strength. Strength, even if the entire Gale Commando team is exhausted, they don't care.

"Such a cruel truth, in fact, we have already understood it, so we didn't even feel revenge, but just made a small request - we only hope to get some middle-level genetic medicine to treat our disordered meridian, brain and life magnetic field, Let's regain our strength.

"The result, our weakness and retreat, what did we wait for? Endless evaluations, inspections, audits, tests, and then one after another 'failed, failed, the probability of cure is extremely low, it is not recommended to continue using genetic medicine'!

"It turns out that in the eyes of these superiors, 'trash' like us are no longer qualified to 'waste' genetic medicine. Is there any greater humiliation for a proud warrior than this?"

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