Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

In front of his subordinates, Roselle is absolutely full of kingly demeanor, but after seeing Vladimir, Roselle immediately smiled, and even his subordinates were very puzzled.

Russell opened his arms with an exaggerated expression, quite enthusiastic, "Old man, don't tell me when you come to the Philippines."

Vladimir said calmly, "I also came temporarily."

"Our side is ready to fight at any time." Russell said with a sly smile.

"Really?" In this regard, Vladimir was deeply skeptical.

Roselle said with a swearing expression on his face: "That's necessary, buddy, do you know? I also specially formed a special army."

"What army?"

This time, Roselle held back, "Come on, get in the car, and I'll show you."

A group of people drove for an hour, and finally came to a camp deep in the rainforest.

The houses in this camp are all built under towering trees more than ten meters high, not to mention satellites, even the planes in the sky cannot be found.

Most of the children in the camp were children in their teens. These guys all looked young and immature, but their sophisticated movements of smoking and carrying guns all showed that they were a group of well-trained boys. military.

"Boy Scouts?" Vladimir suddenly understood that these children were the special army that Roselle was talking about.

Roselle looked triumphant, "That's right, they are these guys. Although they are young, after our special training, they have fully possessed the abilities that an excellent fighter should possess."

As soon as Roselle finished speaking, he saw five or six boy scouts escorting more than a dozen adults with their guns and ammunition coming over.

These adults were all black, and it looked like they were either captured by the government army, or they were opposition figures who were not convinced by Roselle.

After the escort came over, these guys immediately knelt down with their heads down. At this moment, they saw a boy scout whose head was only about 1.4 meters, and whose guns were at the same level as his shoulders, ran over and saluted Russell respectfully.

"General, what should we do with these people?" This guy's voice was quite childish.

Russell took off his sunglasses and smiled sinisterly, "Hyena, according to your method, it's fine if you can't let them live. As for the women, let you have sex, haha..."

As soon as Roselle's words fell, the dozen or so captives were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy.

Vladimir immediately understood that among these captives were those who opposed Roselle, as well as captives from the government army.

"I can let you go, but my partner can't let you go." Roselle smiled slightly.

Vladimir once again understood that these guys remembered their faces, and if Roselle put them back, it would probably be a bad thing, so right now they have only a dead end.

The boy scout nicknamed "Hyena" nodded, turned around and came to the captives.

Suddenly, he quickly pulled out the dagger at his waist and stabbed fiercely at the neck of the nearest black man. Before the guy could even react, the aorta in the neck spurted out blood, and he was caught off guard." Hyena" was sprayed in the face by his blood.

"Hyena" is worthy of this nickname. Not only did he not wipe it immediately, but he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his face, looking contented and enjoying it.

Seeing this scene, Vladimir couldn't help shivering.

But the murderer Roselle looked at it with relish, "Dude, these guys have been specially trained. After a while, I will get them to Lula Lula. If there is any trouble in the government army, they will They will respond internally and kill him upside down."

Originally, Vladimir wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the words in his stomach.

Roselle was very warm and generous to receive Vladimir. When they met for the first time, they prepared several black beauties, but Vladimir was not interested at all, so this time Roselle simply prepared a few more for him. The white beauties brought back from Europe, unexpectedly, at the dinner party, Vladimir would still not have any interest in these women, even if these women had half naked sexy bodies.

Roselle was a little embarrassed, but because of the presence of guests, he was not easy to get angry.

It wasn't until after Vladimir left that Roselle showed a displeased expression.

Vladimir left Nyar the next day after Roselle returned. Originally, he planned not to meet with General Musala this time, but after thinking twice, he decided to fly to Kanbesa. Meet General Musala.

Musala is much smarter than Russell, he knows what to do and what not to do.

This was also the reason why Vladimir valued Musala more than Roselle.

But this time Musala still made a request, that is, if necessary, he wants to transfer Vladimir's heavy weapons to the border.

"Has there been any trouble recently?" Vladimir vaguely felt that Musala must have his reasons for doing so.

Musala smiled helplessly: "Vladimir, do you know? Jinbem is really cunning. A few days ago, his grandson made two great achievements. One was to eradicate a group of small armed forces. The other is cracking down on drug crimes, and with the momentum of public opinion, his grandson has become a popular candidate for the next president. I think if I lose, it will definitely be due to public opinion.”

Vladimir smiled: "Jinbem is really cunning enough to come up with such a trick, but how reliable do you think these two things are?"

"The first one was written and performed by them. When my first brigade was stationed in Budilong, there were only Urals. This time, the militants were all actors. As for drugs, it is indeed a chronic disease of our country. , but I still hold a wait-and-see attitude towards authenticity.”

"Is there any dark story about his grandson?"

"Of course there is."

"Give it to me, I will help you."

"Can you?" Musala was taken aback.

"As long as the news is true, don't worry, you give me a copy of the real materials, and I will return you a big surprise."

Regarding his words, General Musala never doubted that he had already made up his mind to strengthen all-round cooperation with Vladimir, "Okay, I'll let my subordinates collect and arrange as soon as possible."

"We must be patient right now, and when the public opinion reaches a certain point, we will act when it is time to act." Before leaving, Vladimir informed.