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After a while, the medical team and the assault team carried Rowell and other black scorpion mercenaries to Chen Ming.

Because the wound was bandaged in time, even though Ronnie and others were seriously injured, they could still maintain a clear consciousness.

"Chief A, someone brought it here!" Yu Qiang said to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming nodded and looked at Rowell.

He could see that Rowell was the leader of this mercenary squad.

While Chen Ming looked at Ronnie, Rowell also looked at Chen Ming.

Rowell said with a cold voice: "What grudge does our Black Scorpion mercenary organization have with you foreign troops, why did they attack us?

In Ibia, most of the people are black people, and a small number of white people.

There are very few yellow people like Chen Ming, so Rowell is very clear that Chen Ming and others are foreign troops.

He was inexplicably attacked by a foreign army, which annoyed him.

"Which country's army are you from? Dongying country? Monkey country? Or Korea?" Rowell said solemnly: "What is your purpose?"

Chen Ming showed a faint smile on his face: "You don't care which army we are, we need to get some information from you, if you answer honestly, I will let you go!

"If you are not honest, this is the end!" As soon as Chen Ming finished speaking, he immediately picked up the shotgun in his hand, aimed at a mercenary lying next to Rowell, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

With the sound of gunshots, a lot of blood was splattered.

The mercenary's chest was smashed into a honeycomb by the dense steel balls. His pupils contracted sharply, and he kept coughing blood, making a hoarse, beast-like howl of pain.

After a while, he died in severe pain.

Shotguns are recognized as the most inhumane firearms. If you hit them at close range, hundreds of hot steel balls will sink into the flesh, cracking the bones.

Seeing such a tragic death of his companion, Rowell's eyes suddenly climbed with bloodshot eyes, and he shouted at Chen Ming: "How dare you violate the Geneva Convention and torture the prisoners, and are you not afraid of being punished by the International Military Tribunal? ?"

"Geneva Convention?" Chen Ming's eyes were cold (biaj): "You mercenaries who have done all kinds of evil things, have the face to mention the Geneva Convention?"

In the information document given to him by Commander Qin Songlong, he described in detail the heinous crimes committed by the Black Scorpion mercenary organization.

Wanton massacre of civilians; blatant use of car bombs on the battlefield; sending some children to the front line to die; in order to deal with the enemy, poisoning the river, causing all the civilians in the villages near the river to be poisoned, etc. The crimes committed by the scorpion mercenary organization.

Therefore, Chen Ming naturally had no mercy for these mercenaries.

He held a shotgun, aimed the muzzle at Rowell's other intact right leg, and said, "Next, let's play the game I ask you to answer, if you can't answer, blame me for shooting. .99

Looking at the shotgun in Chen Ming's hand, Rowell's eyes showed fear and nodded stiffly.

"Did your Black Scorpion mercenary organization kidnap an elderly Asian man recently?" Chen Ming asked.

Rowell thought about it carefully, and nodded after signing: "Yes, I have an impression.

"What does the old man look like?" Chen Ming then asked.

"About 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white coat, gray hair, reading glasses, and a brown age spot on his forehead! 97 Rowell answered truthfully.

Chen Ming's eyes lit up slightly, the old man Rowell described and the academician in the photo of the academician who needed to be rescued on the document were very close to each other.

It seems that the information is correct, that academician was indeed tied up by the Black Scorpion mercenary organization.

"Then let me ask you, where is this Asian old man now? Is he dead or alive?" Chen Ming continued to ask.

Rowell replied: "The research topic of the old Asian man is very important to our organization, and he himself was held in a prison camp and should still be alive.

"Then where is your prison camp?" Chen Ming asked again.

"In our base area, our base area is Casama City in the northern province! 99 Rowell answered truthfully.

Chen Ming turned his head and instructed Huo Changhong: "Flying knife, bring the map of Ibia!

"Yes!" Huo Changhong gave Chen Ming the map.

Chen Ming took the map, found the city of Casamayor that Rowell said, and marked it with a pen.

They are now in the central province of Ibia.

In the chaotic situation of Ibia, there are now three major forces. The police are the Ibia government army, the Cobra mercenary organization and the Black Scorpion mercenary organization.

The Ibia government army is currently shrinking in the southern province where the capital is located, the cobra mercenary organization occupies the eastern province, and the black scorpion mercenary organization is entrenched in the northern province.

As for the western province, it is a desolate Gobi desert, desolate and uninhabited.

Currently, these three forces are sending their troops to fight in the Central Province, all trying to seize control of the Central Province.

It would take two days for Chen Ming and others to rush from the Central Province to the Northern Province, and the further north they were, the more black scorpion mercenaries they would encounter.

Chen Ming looked at the map in his hand, and after a moment of contemplation, he instructed Huo Changhong and the others, "Enjoy them!

"What?!" Rowell's pupils shrank suddenly.

Huo Changhong and others also acted decisively, and immediately raised the guns in their hands to shoot the black scorpion mercenaries.

"Next, we will go to the northern province of Ibia. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes on the way, everyone will look for the corpses of the nearby black scorpion mercenaries, grab their clothes and wear them, and we will disguise as them! Chen Ming commanded.

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

Immediately afterwards, they searched everywhere, and after a while, they found the bodies of more than 30 black scorpion mercenaries.

They took the clothes of these mercenaries and put them on, and put on the guns of the black scorpion mercenaries, took the mercenaries' communication devices, and took the vehicles left by the mercenaries.

Because their yellow skin was so conspicuous, all smeared black from the exhaust vents of cars and motorcycles, smeared on their faces, necks and hands, disguised as black people.

After being fully prepared, Chen Ming waved: "Go!"

Everyone got on the off-road jeeps and off-road motorcycles left by the black scorpion team and started to head north!,

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