Horror, panic, and despair were written on the faces of the Black Scorpion mercenaries.

After the daze passed, they looked at each other and sighed.

Geralt was completely confused. His face was pale, the corners of his eyes were twitching, and beads of sweat appeared on his bald head.

After recovering for a moment, he immediately turned around and ran towards the headquarters.

He wanted to report this situation to the Scorpion King as soon as possible.

The enemies outside were not only equipped with mortars, but also missile launchers. Their weapons were so sophisticated that they exceeded expectations.

It can be seen from the flight arc of the missile that it is a highly precise and extremely fast guided missile, commonly known as a tracking missile.

This missile is very advanced and is currently the most sophisticated missile.

And until now, Geralt still doesn't know what kind of enemy he is facing.

What kind of fighting team are they?

How many people are they?

Where are they lying in ambush?

Nothing is clear.

What is known so far is that they are very well-equipped, with high-end sniper rifles, mortars, and accurate missile launchers.

Geralt vaguely felt that it was a power coming from China.

Because the Scorpion King is dealing with the Chinese.

But he had no evidence to prove it.

He glanced at the dark night outside the window, feeling that danger was lurking around him, and his heart was in his throat.

There was a roaring sound in the Scorpion Castle at the moment. Any movement in the wind, even the fluttering of night birds, would make people's hearts tremble.

Many of the Black Scorpion mercenaries have not had dinner yet.

After a series of fierce battles, I was so hungry that my heart was close to my back, my energy was low, and my spirit was low.

Unfortunately, the kitchen and food warehouse in the Scorpion Fortress were blown up by mortars, so they could only eat canned food, biscuits, etc. from the ruins to satisfy their hunger.

However, in the burning helicopter, the former comrades were creaking in the fire, and the smell of blood in the Scorpion Fortress was added with the smell of barbecue, which made it difficult for many of them to swallow.

Because the smell of barbecue is disgusting.

Fear spreads like a weed.

Some mercenaries whose willpower was not strong enough could not help but start to tremble in their hands and feet.

They are not afraid of instant death, but they are afraid of being tortured by fear.

Fear can frighten people and make them weak.

Geralt still showed a tough side in front of his subordinates, but he was also on the verge of collapse inside.

He desperately cried to the Scorpion King on the phone: "Boss, the helicopter was hit by a missile. Please find a way as soon as possible. These enemies of unknown origin are extremely powerful and terrifying. They may attack again. I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand the second attack."

Attack in a round."

"Hold on for one more hour, just one more hour!"

Several different voices came from the other end of the phone, and the Scorpion King was also having urgent discussions with the people next to him.

After a few breaths,

The Scorpion King said to Geralt again, "The remote-controlled reconnaissance plane, did you detect anything?"

"Three of them were released, but they didn't fly very far before they were shot down by sniper rifles." Geralt lamented.

"this……"

The Scorpion King was silent again.

He knows very well how precise marksmanship is required to shoot a flying drone with a sniper rifle.

And the prerequisite for sniping is to have good sight and see clearly.

It is currently a dark night, with dark clouds and no moon or starlight.

How can they shoot down a remote-controlled reconnaissance aircraft with a sniper gun?

This is not something ordinary snipers can do.

The Scorpion King thought of this and said: "They must be equipped with advanced night vision sights. In this way, you can shoot out all the incendiary bombs we have stored and burn all the woods and grass outside the Scorpion Fort. Don't forget, our warehouse also has

Several small missile launchers."

"Yes, yes, yes, I, why didn't I think of burning down the weeds in the woods outside, so that their snipers would have no place to hide, and the fire would also expose their whereabouts, the Scorpion King is so wise!"

When Geralt was reminded, he was overjoyed, his speech speed increased significantly, his spirit was shaken, and he felt that his strength had returned to his body.

"Oh, you are smart but not courageous. You cannot deal with big things calmly. Learn more and execute orders quickly!"

"yes!"

"Wait a minute."

Just as Geralt was about to hang up the phone, the Scorpion King stopped him again and asked, "Is Miss Wuyue here?"

"No, she came to the headquarters before, and then left, probably back to her residence. She is very cold and arrogant, and generally does not communicate with us."

Geralt complained slightly.

The Scorpion King said: "She has a noble status, of course she is. Don't worry, she will help if there is a situation. We and his father are now collaborators."

"Go and execute the order. Remember, never disturb the distinguished Miss Wuyue, let alone offend her. She represents an extremely powerful organization."

The Scorpion King made a final statement carefully.

As for the Scorpion King, Geralt didn't know yet that Wuyue Tong, whom they had carefully provided for, had already been disturbed, and deeply disturbed.

Just saying "bother" is not accurate enough.

To be precise, it should be torture in every possible way, at least Wu Yuetong thinks so.

She was in a situation where the sky was not responding to the calls, the earth and the earth were not working, and she had no place to talk but was desolate.

now,

She was being beaten by Zhou Lu!

That’s right, it’s just hanging from a tree and beating him!

Not long ago.

She also saw the scene when Zhou Lu launched a portable missile and destroyed the helicopter.

She understood that the meteor Zhou Lu was talking about was the sight of a helicopter exploding into a ball of fire and falling down.

Stunned, Wu Yuetong began to worry about her own fate.

After being kidnapped and strengthened, she is confident and aloof, believing that no matter what situation she encounters, with her super strength, she is fearless and unbeatable in Luzon.

But he never expected that Zhou Lu would appear.

And he sneaked into the Scorpion Castle, dressed as a mercenary, and had close contact and communication with her.

Without any precautions, she was tapped by Zhou Lu and carried out of the Scorpion Castle before she could use it.

From being a distinguished guest, to being the savior of Scorpion Castle, to being a strong man that people look up to, he was reduced to a prisoner in the blink of an eye.

This huge contrast made it difficult for her to adapt.

And her stubborn decision will never give in to Zhou Lu even if she dies.

So she always maintained a arrogant and cold attitude and resisted Zhou Lu.

The rag was taken away from her mouth, but she ignored Zhou Lu's interrogation and acted very tough.

Zhou Lu, on the other hand, was not hesitant either.

He said to Wu Yuetong who was hanging on the tree: "I have bowed first and then fought. Since you didn't recruit me from the ground, and you still show your face to me, let's see if there is any other way to make you change your mind."

Wu Yuetong snorted coldly, but remained silent, with deep disdain and disgust in her eyes.

She was prepared to die.

She felt that if she was not afraid of death, then there was nothing to be afraid of.

Fuso martial artists have been immersed in the spirit of Bushido since childhood, and their understanding of death is different from ordinary people.

She did not give in, even if she was killed, she was still noble.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Lu raised his hand and hit Wu Yuetong hard on the back.

Pulled by the slaps, her whole body began to sway.
Chapter completed!