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Although they were a bit expensive and fought independently, their professionalism was still far superior to that of the so-called tribal warriors below.

Inside the spacious tent.

Lin Bei has found new lovers, one on each side, but they aren't human.

They were two leopards that they caught on the road.

A leopard, also known as a cheetah, and a black panther.

At this moment, the two leopards dared not move and let Lin Bei's hands stroke their bodies.

A collar was put around their necks, and the leopard accepted it submissively, not daring to prick them.

On the contrary, the black panther seemed rather clever, acting like a stray cat that had been forcibly taken away.

Seeing the anthropomorphic expression on the black panther's face, Lin Bei immediately became interested. He casually pushed the golden leopard away, pulled the black panther into his arms, and began to rub it.

It must be said that the black panther's fur was so glossy and smooth that it didn't look wild at all.

Black Panther collapsed into Lin Bei's arms, utterly dejected, staring blankly at the tent ceiling.

From inside the tent came Lin Bei's soft chuckle.

Natasha walked into the tent with a black line on her face. She glanced at the leopard hiding in the corner, then looked at the black panther being played with by Lin Bei. She couldn't help but feel angry. She had worked her butt off to come up with the battle plan and had to mediate those unruly mercenaries, while Lin Bei was here leisurely petting the cat.

"Boss, tone it down! The way you're acting right now is really damaging to the image you project in the eyes of the other warriors!"

Lin Bei looked up and said with dissatisfaction, "What kind of image do I still have? Besides, with my current status, can't I enjoy myself?"

I have two here, here, you can play with the other one.

"Qian Duoduo, go."

Following Lin Bei's command.

The leopard in the corner sprinted a few steps and came to Natasha's feet, rubbing against her legs like a house cat.

Who can resist a big cat's affection?

Natasha unconsciously bent down and started petting the leopard.

Natasha couldn't help but exclaim with some emotion, "Boss, how did you train them to be like this? They're so well-behaved."

Lin Bei grinned and said, "This is a very special animal taming technique. If you want to learn it..."

"No, I don't want to learn at all." Natasha, as if sensing Lin Bei's unease, cut him off.

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It is true that war is an extension of politics, but in the final analysis it is still about various resources, whether it is living space, various resources for survival, population and overpopulation, or demonstrating strength, etc.

Since the dawn of humanity, war has been a constant throughout human history, while simultaneously driving the progress of human civilization.

In today's relatively peaceful environment, anyone except a certain old rogue would have to think twice before starting a war.

But if we don't wage war, how do we acquire resources?

Thus, the African continent, which had not yet retained most of its original resources, came into the sights of those old rogues.

The political situation here is chaotic, technology is underdeveloped, and there are numerous tribes. Hundreds of tribes may be established today, but they may disappear immediately tomorrow.

The ideals of various ambitious individuals began to be realized on this land with the help of others.

With the indulgence and encouragement of certain countries, the situation on this land has become even more complicated.

They're taking advantage of the fact that your countries have no voice in the international arena.

Azuri, the King of Wakanda, is mentally exhausted.

The African continent was not originally like this, but with the end of World War II and the rapid development of the international situation.

Especially with the rapid innovation of technology.

Azuri saw this, which is why he would tentatively release a little vibranium in exchange for money, while sending his citizens abroad to study, in an effort to keep up with international standards.

Let's change Wakanda's outdated mindset.

In particular, when he wanted to try to build a modern armed force, the warriors in the tribe scoffed and were still keen on cold weapons such as bows and arrows, spears, and scimitars.

When he wanted to change some of the rules, the tribal elders were very resistant.

However, Azuri's efforts were not without results; some bad habits were completely eliminated, and he also developed stealth fighter jets while in power.

That's all there is to it for my generation; I can only pin my hopes for change on my son.

Little did they expect that war would break out right before their eyes, just when they had planned everything perfectly.

This will also allow my son to gain some experience in this war.

T'Challa is now not taking the Heart-Shaped Herb, and he is also wearing the Black Panther armor.

The heart-shaped herb is related to the succession to the throne, and it must not be ingested by anyone other than the king or the clear heir.

Even Azuri cannot lead the way in breaking this rule.

As night approached, at Natasha's command...

The mercenaries also started working.

Suddenly, gunfire erupted from the basin below.

Those below could only see the flashes of gunfire coming from the hillside.

And those tribal warriors also truly recognized the changes of the times.

Fortunately, Wakanda's misguided technological advancements still have their unique merits.

The vibranium cape he wore was not just for show.

Simply holding it in front of you will create a protective shield to block a barrage of bullets.

However, with the introduction of hand grenades and portable mortars, casualties were inevitable.

T'Challa, already under the cover of the Black Panther armor, saw his people beginning to suffer casualties and hurriedly shouted, "Organize a resistance! Quickly, get the war machine to fight back!"

The war machines T'Challa mentioned were large animals that had mutated after being exposed to vibranium radiation. Among them, the more numerous ones that could be domesticated and bred included rhinos, hippos, and elephants.

These animals have undergone vibranium radiation mutation and evolution, making them much larger than their counterparts, and also thicker in skin and flesh.

The white ape elder standing to the side had a very unpleasant expression. "You are not yet the king, you are not qualified to order me around!"

"Damn it! Are you just going to watch our people be killed?!"

"Close combat is our advantage!"

T'Challa glared angrily at Elder White Ape.

"Hmph!" Elder White Ape turned his head away unhappily, but still wisely began to organize his men to fight back, especially the large animal soldiers he had brought.

Unfortunately, Wakanda had been closed off from the world for a long time and had never experienced the baptism of war.

Small-scale operations are fine.

However, faced with this sudden attack, especially given the large number of tribes, it became difficult to carry out the orders.

Especially now that the scene is so chaotic.

You want to boss me around? I'm from the White Ape Tribe, who do you think you are? I only listen to our tribe's elders.

This happens frequently.

In the end, it was only with the intervention of the four elders that the subordinates were able to mount an effective counterattack.

The war machine was then organized.

The casualties were immediately reduced significantly.

Unfortunately, these mercenaries were also quite cunning and managed to obtain some intelligence.

They all hid in the dense forest halfway up the mountain, effectively crippling the war machines.

However, the Wakanda tribal warriors also used war machines to quickly approach the mountains.

But those mercenaries wouldn't let these primitive chimpanzees get close to them so easily.

With a loud explosion.

An elephant was blew up by a landmine and lost a leg.

The immense pain overwhelmed the elephant, driving it into a frenzy.

It charged around wildly, like a mindless fly.

This caused great hardship for the Wakanda warriors following behind.

Some unlucky ones were trampled into the soft mud, almost as if a wooden sign had been stuck in their heads.

Chapter 167 Preparing to Strike

Amidst the raging battle, Wakanda was suppressed by one-sided firepower, with only a dozen or so valiant tribal warriors chasing T'Challa into the mountains.

The bullets only sparked a few particles when they hit the vibranium-forged Black Panther armor.

Then it had no effect whatsoever.

Instead, it helped T'Challa recharge his vibranium armor.

This allowed T'Challa to use a grasshopper jump, leaping directly into the forest and disrupting the mercenaries' path, which is why more than a dozen tribal warriors were able to break through the line of fire.

Lin Bei, meanwhile, sat idly in his tent in the mountains.

There was no struggle for air superiority, nor any artillery bombardment of the positions; the sound of gunfire was even weaker than the noise of fireworks and firecrackers during the Lunar New Year.

Even the booming sound of the torches used during the procession of deities is louder than this.

(The author lives in a small third-tier coastal city where the custom of the gods' procession still exists. The "chaotianhong" is a wooden-handled iron ring with a dozen or so holes for filling with gunpowder.)

There were no tanks or armored vehicles, only a few dozen war machines running rampant.

The most powerful firepower came from heavy machine guns and the most common portable artillery shell launchers.

The fight between the two sides felt like a performance.

"So boring~ I'd rather watch the Spring Festival Gala." Lin Bei rubbed the black panther's head boredly.

The black panther at his feet still wore an expression of utter despair.