Vice Premier Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he heard Secretary General Xue's relay, especially the last sentence, "I didn't expect Su Tao to be smart and give a good reason for a division to become famous!"

Secretary-General Xue heard a hint of excitement from Vice Premier Xiao's tone and reminded: "If we move too much, will it cause international disputes?"

Vice Premier Xiao waved his hand lightly and said confidently: "Don't overcomplicate things, the vast majority of international forces are like us, and they are ready to make a move on that diamond mine in Yustawang, but no one wants to be the first to stand up." In fact, Su Tao has already explained the truth, and it is not Western countries that are most interested in that diamond mine, but neighboring South Africa. South Africa is the most promising force to participate in the mining operation, after all, the mine is next door to itself, how can other countries be allowed to get it?"

Secretary General Xue's eyes lit up, "Then did you answer this call to Martiel?"

Vice Premier Xiao bowed slightly, "This call must be made, Ye Sheng is a national of our country and the legal owner of Martin Manor, and now his assets are under threat, we have reason to help him solve this matter." Africa is too far away, and we can ask our friends in Africa to help. ”

Secretary-General Xue instantly understood Vice Premier Xiao's plan, and said with a smile: "Borrowing a knife to kill people is a good way." ”

Vice Premier Xiao shook his head and said calmly: "It's not to kill people, but I hope everyone will calm down, discuss well, and use a reasonable plan to let all participants get benefits, instead of making a fortune and breaking blood, which is the most stupid way." Fishermen fighting each other will only benefit the fisherman. ”

After Secretary General Xue withdrew, Vice Premier Xiao called his old friend Martyr, and Justin also conveyed Su Tao's intentions, and the two tacitly began to discuss the issue of Martin Manor, and finally reached a good distribution plan.

……

A heavy rain extinguished the war. Moistened by the abundant rain, the coffee groves were revived, and the rain crackled on the rubber leaves, and the once grandest Manor Martin was reduced to ruins.

The main building of the manor is a reinforced concrete bungalow, but at this time it has become a broken wall, the traces of fire are obvious, the foundation is full of rubble, the house is full of black fire marks, and there is a skeleton on the cement floor at the door, which should be shaped like a large dog.

A long hill rises abruptly above the ground, and the mountain is densely covered with shrubs and the soil is red.

Ye Sheng and the soldiers of the Yanhuang Mercenary Regiment had already moved to the back mountain to guard, Colonel Heller's eyebrows were burned, his face was covered with dirt mixed with mud and gunsmoke, and he was holding a cigarette and swallowing the clouds and mist, relieving the tense nerves.

"In a few minutes, the soldiers will rush up. Colonel Heller said helplessly, "I still made the wrong choice, I shouldn't have betrayed Jonah and sided with you." ”

Ye Sheng took two sips of the iron kettle filled with liquor, and said with a smile: "Brother, it's too late to say anything now." We are allies, we must fight side by side, even if we die. What's more, Jonah now knows whether he is alive or dead, and if nothing else, he has been killed by these militants. ”

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

Originally thought to be a battle between three groups of mercenary groups, it evolved into a battle between 10,000 people.

The main force of Huska's Third Army, after facing the troops of the armed group, found that it could not be defeated at all, and retreated one after another.

And after the armed group repelled the Huska army, they marched on the Martin estate.

In front of the steel chariot, the mercenaries with rich combat experience with stunts could not do anything but keep retreating, Ye Sheng originally thought that he could rely on the home advantage of Martin Manor and be able to hold on for a moment and a half, but he didn't expect it

Colonel Heller took the iron kettle, only took two sips, and was choked with tears from the liquor, "I didn't expect to meet you, a year-old friend before I died, if we survive this catastrophe, you will be my brother in life and death." ”

Ye Sheng laughed and said: "Needless to say, if you are so depressed, until the last moment, who will kill the deer, it is not certain!"

As soon as his words fell, a buzzing voice came from overhead, "FUCK, why are there still air raids?"

As soon as the rain stopped, dense bombs fell from the sky, and the sound of explosions was incessant, blasting the mountain to a thousand holes, and everyone could only hide in the trenches, hiding their bodies, and after a while, their bodies were covered with a thick layer of sand.

After the air raid, the opposite side began to charge, and the militants with submachine guns rushed towards the hill like wildebeest in heat.

"That's so many!" Sniper Owen stood on a high place, and through the binoculars he saw that there was a dense crowd below, and thousands of black fighters began to charge.

He fired a few bullets accurately, hitting several targets, but the fighters seemed to be unconscious and began to storm the position.

Among the black soldiers, there were some officers, who wore American four-color camouflage uniforms, grass green belts around their waists, and a Browning pistol in their holsters, which was actually outdated, but some retro colonial soldiers still liked this classic decoration, and he also had a rattan under his arm, trying to make himself smell like a professional officer.

Many of the black soldiers, who had been whipped with rattan in the usual way, were reprimanded by the officers, relying on instinct, forgetting the fear of shells, and charging selflessly towards the high ground.

Owen raised his eyebrows, held his breath, and focused his scope on the officer, his index finger resting on the trigger of his sniper rifle, and the officer's face bloomed and he fell to the ground.

Out of tens of thousands of people, only one person died, and it didn't cause much change, Owen sighed secretly and withdrew from the hiding place, because if he continued to shoot, it was likely to attract the attention of the opposing snipers.

Song Qiang's arm was blown off, lying in the trench, barely breathing, the sixth child pressed his bleeding place with his hand, and said loudly: "Dog's strong son, you hold on to me!"

Song Qiang reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said weakly: "I'm sorry, sixth brother, I can't quarrel with you in the future." When I go to the grave every year after I die, remember to bring me a bottle of two pot heads and three catties of pig's head meat, don't let me starve underground, you must live. ”

"Damn, you're still alive, what are you talking about?" the sixth scolded angrily.

"I can't live, unless Doctor Su is here, I still have hope to live. I had so much blood left that I couldn't be saved. Song Qiang gritted his teeth, held his last breath, carried the machine gun, and fired fiercely at the bottom of the position.

Song Qiang, who was at the end of the strong crossbow, was shot in the head by a stray bullet, stared at his eyes, and fell straight down.

The sixth man screamed, took the submachine gun, pulled the trigger and was about to fight with the people below, but was pressed to the ground by Yang Xiong, and the trench in front of him was instantly densely covered with a string of bullets.

Yang Xiong said calmly: "Don't be impulsive, calm me down!"

"Big brother, the strong son is dead. "The sixth child is in tears, he is usually the best with Song Qiang.

"He died, do you want to die with him?" Yang Xiong slapped him in the mouth, "We have to live, no matter how difficult and humiliating, we must persist in living." ”

"Are we ready to surrender?" the sixth understood what Yang Xiong meant, "How can we coax it!"

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Hatred flashed in Yang Xiong's eyes, "Only by surviving can we have a chance to avenge Qiangzi." ”

After a short period of resistance, Ye Sheng and Colonel Heller's joint mercenary group had to raise the white flag and choose to surrender on its own initiative.

Because of the forces behind Ye Sheng and Colonel Heller, the leaders of the armed group leaders accepted their surrender, which could be used to get more bargaining chips and ransom when negotiating.

However, because in the process of resistance, the armed group suffered heavy losses, and among the dead fighters, there were also their comrades-in-arms, so except for Ye Sheng and Colonel Heller, who were held alone and treated differently, the other captives were subjected to varying degrees of humiliation and abuse.

……

The news of Ye Sheng's capture reached the ears of Su Tao and Ye Ling, and both of them were in a heavy mood.

It was Princess Delis who conveyed the news, and she saw that the two were depressed, and said in a low voice: "My father is already communicating with the armed organization to see if he can rescue Ye Sheng and Colonel Heller by exchanging hostages or providing ransom. ”

Su Tao was expressionless, and slapped the table fiercely, he felt very helpless at this moment, it turned out that his strength was so small, and when he really arrived on the battlefield, he couldn't do it at all, Su Tao recalled Ye Sheng's words when he persuaded him to take Ye Ling away, and thought about it carefully, in fact, he had predicted that something might happen, so he was so pessimistic.

No, Ye Sheng must be rescued, as well as Yang Xiong, Lao Liu, Song Qiang and all the other people of the Yanhuang Mercenary Group.

Su Tao didn't know at this moment that the humorous and funny Song Qiang had died in the war and left this incomparably bloody world.

Now for Su Tao, there is only one chance, that is, to cure the old king's illness as soon as possible, and let the first army of the Yustawang royal family be dispatched, so that there is hope to turn the tide.

But at this moment, the key point is not on himself, but on another person, and he can only wait.

Su Tao held Ye Ling's hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and comforted: "Trust me, it's okay." ”

Ye Ling also gritted his teeth and tried to make himself strong.

At about three o'clock in the morning, a helicopter gunship slowly landed from a high altitude, and the huge propeller swept the strong wind, but the people waiting below all maintained an upright posture and were not affected in any way.

Two black men stepped down from the back of the helicopter, and the first man walked down, about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and the next one was a middle-aged man.

With a smile on his face, Crown Prince Myers quickly walked over to the two of them, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said, "Welcome, honorable Vice President Martil." ”

Vice President Martial gently shook Miles' hand, "I've kept you waiting, Your Highness Miles. ”

No one expected that South African Vice President Martil would enter the temporary royal palace of South Stawang in a low-key manner by helicopter gunship in the middle of the night!