He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"But there's an old Chinese saying: 'You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple.'"

"What does it matter if a few little mice escape? As long as their warships are still docked in Ofama Port, I will make them pay the price."

Zamaru echoed excitedly, "The leader is wise! These ignorant Chinese dare to refuse our Zaka organization's trade request? Heh, they're courting death!"

The chieftain chuckled and glanced at Zamar with satisfaction, thinking to himself how clever the kid was today, actually knowing how to flatter. Flattery never fails, and he found it quite pleasing.

"Well said! Come here, I want you to see for yourself the sight of these Chinese soldiers weeping bitterly!"

Zamaruyi, still looking surprised, slowly moved behind the table.

The eagle perched on Zaka's shoulder looked at Zamaru from left to right, and seemed to smell a familiar scent. Suddenly, it nuzzled Zamaru with its head for no apparent reason.

"It seems my eagle likes you very much. From now on, the task of feeding it human flesh will be entrusted to you," Zaka said with a nonchalant smile.

Zamaru immediately straightened up, stood at attention, and saluted.

"We are happy to help!"

"Hehe, alright, I told you there's no need to be so nervous. Come on, let's watch a good show together."

After saying that, Zaka's lips curled into a cruel, cold smile.

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers at the burly man next to him.

"Odom, relay the order to the port convoy: attack the Chinese warships!" What?!

Attack Chinese warships?

Upon hearing Zaka's words, Zamaru's pupils constricted sharply.

Terrorists launched a preemptive attack on Chinese warships!
Isn't this just courting death?

Could it be that Chief Zaka doesn't think of China, this mighty lion, as an easy target like the Ivia government?
Upon realizing this, Zamaru's expression immediately became somewhat subtle and indescribable.

This Zamaru is naturally no longer the original Zamaru.

Instead, they systematically defeated the pursuing forces one by one, Zhang Beixing disguised as Zamaru!
Seeing that Zaka's organization was about to self-destruct by attacking the warship, Zhang Beixing's lips twitched slightly. He suppressed the urge to burst out laughing, quickly straightened his expression, and looked at the desktop screen with a serious face.

This computer was probably used to broadcast the live attack.

At the leader's command, the burly man immediately nodded emphatically.

"understand!"

The burly man dialed a number, exchanged a few words with the other party, and then ended the call. He then looked at the computer on the table with the other two.

On the screen, the night was deep, and only a few solitary lights illuminated the port of Aufama.

A majestic warship lies silently in the bay of the inner harbor, exuding the imposing power of a major power's heavy industry.

Ivia is a desolate Gobi desert, even the area near the port is no exception.

As early as the afternoon when the embassy staff were rescued, two armored vehicles equipped with anti-aircraft guns and a truck covered by a tarpaulin were already parked at the foot of a hill not far from the warship.

The warships could not possibly be unaware of the unclear movements of these vehicles.

However, this was, after all, on foreign territory. Adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble," Captain Gao Yun and the others on the warship remained silent and did not take any coercive measures. They simply kept a close watch on them as a precaution.

At that moment, the Zaka members waiting at the foot of the hill received the attack order from their leader, and these people finally revealed their vicious claws.

"Quickly! Get in the car! The leader has ordered us to attack the Chinese warships!"

"Our leader will bestow glory upon us! Destroy them!"

"Hahaha, Chinese warships, prepare to die!"

The terrorists shouted and rushed onto the armored vehicles, gripping the machine gun controls and aiming their weapons at the warships in the harbor.

This scene on the mountain was captured accurately by the warship's command center.

A naval soldier exclaimed in alarm, "Reporting to the captain and political commissar! The terrorists' armored vehicles on the mountain have their weapons aimed at us!"

The comrades around couldn't help but whisper among themselves, their emotions running high.

"Are these people crazy? They dare to provoke warships with just a few broken rocket launchers? Do they really think our country is still the same as it was a hundred years ago?"

"Captain, please issue the order to counterattack!"

"Yes, let's show these terrorists what we're capable of!"

Gao Yun nodded and immediately issued the order without hesitation.

Gao Yun immediately ordered: "The entire ship is on Level 1 combat readiness!"

"understand!"

"Level 1 combat readiness! Level 1 combat readiness!"

"Maintain Level 1 alert; secondary guns enter Level 1 combat readiness, ready to engage at any time."

"Yes, sir! The secondary guns on the port side of the warship are ready!"

No sooner said than done, Gao Yun had just issued his order.

At the same time, the terrorists on the mountain also opened fire on the warship!

"Swish swish swish...!"

Dozens of rockets, trailing fiery contrails, tore through the dark night sky in an instant, hurtling towards the warship like meteors streaking across the heavens.

Upon detecting an external fire threat, the warship sounded its piercing alarm.

The secondary gun hummed and spun, and the fire control locking system immediately locked onto the target.

At a distance of ten meters from the warship, the advanced machine guns instantly spewed fire.

The sound of explosions, "rat-a-tat-tat-tat!", echoed through the night sky. A hail of bullets hurtled upwards, colliding with rockets in mid-air, exploding!
That's so clean and neat!

When the smoke cleared, the warship remained unharmed, with only wisps of ash drifting down the hull and slowly disappearing with the wind.

The terrorists on the mountain were stunned and hurriedly drove their vehicles in an attempt to escape.

China is now a giant dragon awakening, and anyone who dares to touch its scales will surely die!

Gao Yun would never let them escape so easily. Those who provoke the might of Yanhuang must pay with their lives!

"Annihilation!"

With a command given, the secondary gun shuddered violently, and a missile roared out.

The missile struck the rocky mountain behind them, causing it to explode with a deafening roar. Countless boulders tumbled down, instantly engulfing the terrorists' convoy.

There's no need to even dig a pit; they just made that place their final resting place!

Just as leader Zaka saw the missiles hurtling towards the convoy, the video suddenly went black, and he lost contact with his men.

Zaka was stunned by the warships' fierce counterattack.

Isn't it said that the Yanhuang people are a peace-loving nation?

Why do they possess such powerful firepower?
It's terrifying that they managed to accurately intercept all the rockets and launch a counterattack to annihilate them all with just one secondary gun!

Zhang Beixing, who was disguised as Zamaru, glanced at the two men's purplish-red faces and couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

The Chinese dragon has already awakened; intercepting a few rockets is as simple as drinking water.
Why put on that shocked expression, like you've been stuffed with eggs? What a bunch of idiots from a tiny place!

However, Zhang Beixing did not reveal his ignorance of theirs. Like the burly man, he acted like a drama queen, his face full of unspeakable shock.

No one dared to make a sound; the room was eerily silent.

The scene just now had a devastating impact on Zaka, and the look of lingering fear on his face grew stronger.

They intended to teach the warship a lesson, but ended up being severely punished by the other side on the spot.

That was a resounding slap in the face!

After a long while, he coughed loudly in embarrassment and slammed the computer down onto the desktop.

"Forget it, let's put the matter with China on hold for now..."

Zha glanced at the two people beside him and pretended to be calm.

"Our deal with General Sharaf is imminent, and yellowcake is our top priority."

As he spoke, he looked up at Zamaru beside him and said earnestly.

“Zamaru, we are both from the same hometown and we are both fighting for freedom and dreams. So the security of the yellowcake tonight is in your hands. Make sure to ensure the normal trade with Sharaf’s army tomorrow.”

"Yes, Chief, I will never let you down!"

Upon being entrusted with such an important task, 'Zamaru' was immediately overwhelmed with excitement.

It's like someone offering you a pillow when you're about to fall asleep!

After taking the warehouse key from Zaka, Zhang Beixing turned and walked out of the room.

The moment he stepped out of the room, Zhang Beixing's lips curled into a subtle, enigmatic sneer.

Because... I will bring you despair!

A vast expanse of thick, dark clouds rolled in from above, shrouding the land and seeming to foreshadow the fate of this nation. The sky was pitch black and gloomy, devoid of stars or moonlight...

The blinding searchlights swept back and forth over the camp as two figures slowly left the square and headed toward the back of Basem town.

Led by the burly Odom, Zhang Beixing and his companion traveled smoothly until they reached the gate of a warehouse on the back of the mountain.

Upon closer inspection, it looks more like an air-raid shelter than a warehouse.

The air-raid shelter was surrounded by high walls made of reinforced concrete, thick enough to withstand two rounds of intense bombing.

No fewer than fifty fully armed terrorists were scattered throughout the mountain path, each occupying key positions to guard and defend, their sharp eyes scanning the surrounding area for any movement.

Among the guards, more than twenty people were dressed in a manner that was distinctly different from the ordinary Zaka members on the perimeter.

This group of people were clearly combat elites who had undergone special training. They were worlds apart from the mixed-race terrorists in terms of spirit and demeanor, and could not be compared at all.

Each of their camouflage combat uniforms was embroidered with a red and white skull armband, which, from a distance, looked like a white skull standing in a sea of ​​blood, emitting a ferocious, cold laugh.

In addition, these guards wore equally terrifying black skull masks, revealing only a pair of deep, dark eyes that seemed bottomless and sent chills down one's spine.

This group of people had not yet appeared during the daytime battle, so Zhang Beixing couldn't help but linger on them for a few more moments.

Zhang Beixing keenly observed the enemy's equipment. In addition to the difference in attire, their firearms were also more advanced, including M16 and M4A1 rifles with scopes.

These are sophisticated weapons that are only used by regular peripheral troops!
In addition to firearms, the equipment was also complete with tactical knives, high-explosive grenades, and other items. In some aspects, it was even more advanced than the equipment of ordinary special forces, which made Zhang Beixing secretly marvel.

Shifting their gaze away from these people, Zhang Beixing and Odom continued forward.

Along the way, Zhang Beixing has gained a clear understanding of the defense capabilities of the air-raid shelters.

Unless a large-scale military operation is launched, it would be extremely difficult to conquer this place with a small-scale raid, but this also confirms that the yellowcake is very likely stored here!
As he approached the warehouse door, Zhang Beixing unconsciously frowned slightly.

Unlike the heavily guarded outer perimeter, only a six-person squad patrolled the gate, and these were all ordinary Zaka terrorists.

Zhang Beixing thought for a moment and then suddenly realized.

After yellowcake is highly purified, the radiation hazard will increase exponentially, and even with many doors in between, no one can guarantee absolute safety.

The masked skeleton soldiers were clearly aware of this, and fearing that the yellowcake might be accidentally leaked, they brought in these scapegoats to guard the gate.

Having figured this out, Zhang Beixing was even more certain of the authenticity of the yellow cakes. He muttered to himself:
"The chances of the yellowcake being hidden behind this door have increased even further."

As Zhang Beixing approached the patrol team, he clearly saw that several Zaka members looked unwell, their eyes filled with anxious fear as they looked towards the gate.

Seeing this, Zhang Beixing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Well, not all of these terrorists are idiots.

Knowing they might become scapegoats, these people were all feeling uneasy.

Zhang Beixing chuckled inwardly, a thought flashing through his mind:
"Hehe, Zamaru, you should be glad that I've already taken care of you."

Clearly, the leader didn't take this fellow villager seriously at all; like the people in front of him, he was just cannon fodder to be discarded at any time.

On the way back, while dealing with Zamaru, Zhang Beixing discovered many interesting items on him.

No wonder Zamaru was so quick-witted and able to see through the disguise; it turns out this guy was a double agent!
Those who walk on the edge of a knife always have a sense of smell several times more acute than ordinary people.

Zaka probably knew about Zamaru's spy identity all along, which is why he treated this "meritorious official" with such ruthlessness.

After briefly relaying the leader's orders to the patrol, Odom patted Zhang Beixing on the shoulder sympathetically, then quickly turned and ran away.

Zhang Beixing, speaking fluent Ivya, introduced himself with a cold expression:
"Remember my name well, I am Zamaru! From today onwards, I will be your captain."

"Hello, Captain."

"Hello, Captain."

The group greeted each other listlessly.

Zhang Beixing's expression turned even colder upon seeing this: "Look at the state of you all!"

A new broom sweeps clean and must establish authority immediately.

Zhang Beixing put on a stern face and reprimanded him mercilessly:
"How dare you doze off while guarding such an important task as yellowcake? Are you all tired of living?!"

One of the Zaka soldiers mumbled, "The captain may not know this now, but nobody wants to come to this godforsaken place. The stuff in the warehouse is deadly."

Zhang Beixing snorted coldly, "Doesn't that just prove that the leader trusts us?"

The team members cursed Zamaru under their breath, wondering why he was so happy to be used as cannon fodder. They immediately fell silent.

Zhang Beixing's eyes flashed, and he said righteously and solemnly, "Today I am here specifically to supervise you all on behalf of the leader!"

He waved his hand and shouted, "What can you find by just loitering around nearby? Everyone, spread out and patrol!"

Zhang Beixing, with his dramatic flair, perfectly captured the essence of a traitor.

As soon as he finished speaking, the patrol team members were all stunned.

what?
We can go to farther places!

At first, the group thought they had misheard, but after exchanging glances, they realized that the captain's order was absolutely certain.

The team members all wore expressions of ecstatic relief at surviving such a close call.

Upon hearing that they could extend their lives by staying away from the air-raid shelter entrance, several Zaka members immediately and decisively carried out the order, as if injected with adrenaline. (End of Chapter)