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Chapter 205: The war is over, but your meal is not ready yet?

How three battalions of mercenaries were captured with zero casualties was something Odebiao couldn't figure out, and neither could the remaining mercenaries.

"Come, look over here and smile!"

A reporter accompanying the army looked at the mercenaries kneeling on the ground and then at the camp in flames, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He ran back several steps, chose a suitable angle, and shouted to everyone.

Those people were stunned for a moment, then turned back subconsciously and heard a click.

A famous scene of a Western mercenary kneeling on the ground with his hands on his head was frozen in time forever.

The Nigerian army began to help clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded.

It’s just that their rescue method was somewhat rough at this time, but the effect was very good.

The mercenaries who were originally injured and dying became much more energetic and spirited in their hands, and their screams became more than ten decibels louder.

After Edmund Wright returned to his camp by car, he immediately took out his phone and reported the results of the battle to General Gad.

"What? You wiped out all those mercenaries? How is that possible?" Upon hearing this, Kyle Jacob immediately sat up from the bed.

"Commander-in-chief, we have indeed annihilated the enemy forces, and we have suffered zero casualties."

"What about the troops that are coming to Nigeria to reinforce it?"

Kyle Yagob immediately became anxious. It was a good thing that his own air force suffered no casualties, but it would be bad if the neighboring country suffered heavy casualties.

How would I explain to the commander-in-chief of Nigeria when the time comes?

"They arrived after we had wiped out all the enemy forces, and they just helped clean up the battlefield."

"No one was killed. Two soldiers just fought over the spoils and both suffered minor injuries," Edmund Wright explained helplessly.

Why is our own commander-in-chief unwilling to believe that his own army can completely wipe out the enemy?
"Then we won a great victory here, so there is no loss at all?"

"That's not the case. We lost 372 swarm drones, and another 32 were severely damaged and need repairs."

Before Edmund Wright could finish his words, he heard a bang on the other end of the phone, as if someone was hitting the table.

"That's all? This is the only loss our air force has suffered?"

"Commander-in-Chief, our air force now only has ninety-six drones left."

"In this battle, the air force was basically wiped out. Isn't this a heavy loss?" Edmund Wright felt a pain in his chest when he said this.

His words contained a strong hint.

Kyle Jacob did not hesitate and immediately assured: "Major General Wright, this loss is indeed not big!"

"It's just a few hundred swarm drones. We can just buy more. Five million dollars is not enough. Let's buy 10 million swarm drones this time."

"Commander-in-Chief, what about the parliament?"

"Whoever disagrees in the parliament will be forced to step down. It will be a disaster if such a parasite is kept alive!" Kyle Jacob was in high spirits when he said this.

After the Gad Air Force returned to their camp, Edmund Wright, who was in a good mood, finally received his first bad news of the day.

The Air Force had finished the war, but the kitchen crew left behind at the base hadn't even prepared dinner yet!

He immediately called the head cook over and gave him a severe scolding.

"We have already won the battle, and it was a great victory. How come you stayed at the base and didn't even prepare the meal?"

Edmund Wright started from the grassroots level, so he naturally knew what was most needed after participating in military activities at night.

At this time, nothing can warm people's hearts better than a hot meal.

The head of the cooking squad of the Gad Air Force also looked aggrieved and complained: "General, you can't blame us for this!"

"Our kitchen team is not to blame for this. You guys cooked so fast and even held a celebration banquet." "I received a message an hour ago that dinner would be changed to a celebration banquet. Who can handle this?"

Edmund Wright looked at his cook squad leader and opened his mouth, but no words came out to attack him.

Who says no one can make it? The kitchen team of the Flower Growers will definitely be able to make it, and they may even have extra time to add an extra dish.

Next time I buy a plane, it’s time to take them to a flower grower for further training and to broaden their horizons.

That night.

The Republic of Gad made headlines in news from all over the Blue Star.

Countless war correspondents rushed to the battlefield overnight with cameras in order to obtain first-hand news information.

A small African country wiped out three battalions of Western mercenaries in less than an hour, with zero casualties.

This news is enough to attract people's attention no matter where it is put.

Especially the photo of Western mercenaries kneeling in surrender, after it was circulated, it almost confirmed that the victory was not fake.

In the comment section of the video related to this photo, both Eastern and Western netizens have very firm attitudes.

These mercenaries are not good people. They come to Africa just to poach wild animals.

The number of animals that die at their hands every year is difficult to count. Anyone with a conscience will not empathize with them.

"Mercenaries are not protected by the Geneva Agreement and they should not be treated as prisoners of war."

"We suggest that he be shot on the spot to prevent future troubles."

"When they poach wild animals, why don't they think of sparing the lives of those animals?"

"Aren't these Western mercenaries all retired special forces soldiers? Why are they so lame that they can't even beat the black uncles in Africa?"

"Keep calm. If the Eagle Sauce is already in trouble, his subordinates will definitely be even worse."

News media from all over the world are rushing here.

At this time, Li Yunfei also received a call from Edmund Wright announcing the good news.

"Director Li, thank you for your drone. On behalf of all the people of the Republic of Gad, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

"You are a good person. We in Gad will never forget our friends. Director Li, on behalf of the commander-in-chief of Gad, I invite you to visit us. We will receive you with the highest etiquette."

The flower-growing country and Gad are almost half a world away, with a time difference of seven or eight hours between the two places.

Li Yunfei had just woken up. He listened to the good guy card that Edmund Wright gave him with a confused look on his face, and couldn't help frowning.

I am doing an honest business and making money honestly. I am not selling fake flour, so why would the other side care?

At this moment, he didn't even realize the name of the person who called him.

Seeing that there was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time, Edmund Wright asked cautiously, "Director Li, haven't you watched the news yet?"

"no, what happened?"

"We, Gad, used your swarm drones to win a great victory."

"We wiped out three battalions of mercenaries with zero casualties. This incident should have become a hot topic over there."

As Li Yunfei listened to the other party's words, a row of question marks appeared above his head.

How many?

Zero casualties, and completely annihilated three battalions of mercenaries?

Is it reasonable for such a record to appear in the African theater of operations?
(End of this chapter)