Chapter 5: The Infiltrator Mercenaries (2)

However, the Black Hawk did not answer his question. He drew the military knife from his waist and placed it on the table, smiling at Zhao Ziyang as he said, "I will tell you later what the Protectors organization is, but first we need to address the issue of mutual trust"

Wild blood flows through our bodies, powerful, arrogant, and bloody! Most importantly— we are mortal enemies with the defenders!

Zhao Ziyang clenched his fist

The black eagle did not halt its steps; it merely extended a finger and gently shook it before disappearing into the hall

Until now, no one knows whether the Guardians are a product of the new war economy model or a creation of powerful nations, but one thing is certain: their combat effectiveness is astonishing, even overshadowing the veteran foreign legions and Blackwater. The Black Hawk took a sip of red wine and nodded at Zhao Ziyang.

Damn it, boss, I am not your personal sound engineer, I am very busy! However, I am happy to dedicate "Never Grow Old" by The Cranberries to you, wishing you to stay forever young, ha

Zhao Ziyang was taken aback; indeed, he had no idea what the Guardians organization was, nor how to seek revenge

With the sound of the Black Hawk, a large projection appeared on the wide wall at the front of the hall, and the photo on it instantly petrified Zhao Ziyang: the wall displayed a scantily clad woman with an alluring figure, ... and around the woman's neck was a distinct red line, clearly the Pandora who had given him a gun ...

"Damn it!" The Black Hawk, upon seeing the nude photos of Pandora, covered his head and cursed heavily, then raised his head and shouted loudly: "Damn Seth, you have placed Pandora's head on the body of a porn star again. I want those photos of the Guardians!"

Upon hearing the term "mercenary," Zhao Ziyang felt an overwhelming surge of murderous intent arise within him. However, he did not show it; instead, he clenched his fist tightly, burying this murderous intent deep within.

Hearing the last words of Black Hawk, Zhao Ziyang's heart jolted violently. He did not care what kind of organization the Infiltrators were, nor did he concern himself with the nature of their justice; he only wanted to know whether the Infiltrators could stand against the Defenders

Yes, that's correct. The Black Hawk nodded.

As the music began to play, Zhao Ziyang followed the Black Hawk and sat down in a corner of the hall, quietly listening to his introduction of the origins of the Guardians

The Guardian Mercenaries are a product of the new war economy model, recruiting retired soldiers from world-renowned special forces to serve powerful nations under the guise of maintaining peace. They claim to hold the most righteous position, asserting that fighting for weaker nations contradicts their beliefs, and they remain unmoved by even the greatest monetary temptations

Zhao Ziyang took a piece of chewing gum and popped it into his mouth, chewing it. He had to survive; to survive, he could not easily trust anyone, even if those people had saved him. They saw him swallow the task item, and perhaps they wanted to use him for something. He could not easily believe any words from the other party; what he needed to do was analyze the authenticity of their statements.

Black Hawk shook his head, took a sip of red wine, and said to Zhao Ziyang: "You wish to seek revenge to prove that the bond of camaraderie occupies a significant place in your heart, but are you truly capable of avenging it?"

"Boss, please do not tell Pandora, or I will be completely hopeless." A pleading voice came from the loudspeaker, followed by a fierce warning directed at Zhao Ziyang: "Special forces, you better forget what you saw, otherwise I will crush you and throw you into the toilet!"

You should be clear about this principle. General Black Hawk nudged the position of Zhao Ziyang and said to him nonchalantly: "A single lie requires a hundred lies to cover it up. I do not believe I can tell you a hundred lies without being exposed. Therefore, I will tell you what I can, and I will not speak of what I cannot.

The task items are no longer available Zhao Ziyang continued to stare into the eyes of the Black Hawk

However, he did not see anything inappropriate; the other party's gaze was very steady, showing no signs of abnormality. Yet, the more it was like this, the more vigilant Zhao Ziyang became. He caught a glimpse of the military knife at the other party's waist out of the corner of his eye, calculating the likelihood of seizing the knife to take the other party hostage.

Suddenly, Zhao Ziyang felt a sense that these fellows were quite endearing

The flames of hatred surged from Zhao Ziyang's body, and the chilling intent to kill surprised the shadow beside him

Hahaha... Seth, you better transfer several hundred thousand to my bank account, so that I can keep my mouth shut

Zhao Ziyang understood the meaning of that finger: If you want to join the infiltrators, your current strength is simply not sufficient!

Zhao Ziyang instantly squinted his eyes, his fists cracking with tension. He saw clearly that one of the mercenaries' facial features matched those in his mind, especially their insignia.

I want to join you!" Zhao Ziyang said this with determination as he faced the back of the Black Hawk, his posture upright and his eyes shining with a wild light

The bright eyes of the black eagle seem capable of penetrating the human heart

This group of mercenaries would never cross borders to the Lop Nur without reason; their objective is the same as that of the mercenaries ambushing them, which is to obtain items related to a top-secret mission

The other mercenaries in the hall burst into laughter and began to take advantage of the situation.

"Clap, clap," Black Hawk clapped his hands twice and said loudly: "Seth, the photo."

My name is Black Hawk, and I was originally affiliated with the U.S. 'OP' Special Operations Group. I am now a mercenary, making a living with this group of guys. In fact, we are merely conducting business with guns; the term businessman seems to be more fitting. Black Hawk raised a glass of red wine, gestured towards Zhao Ziyang with a remote lift, and drank it all in one go.

Zhao Ziyang nodded slightly, knowing that this Seth was certainly not just capable of instantaneously infiltrating military satellites; he must be a truly genius-level figure among the infiltrator mercenaries

"By the way, your injuries have healed, and you can return to your country at any time." The Black Hawk seemed to want to conclude this conversation, standing up and taking two steps forward, then turning around to confidently say to Zhao Ziyang: "Finally, I want to tell you a fact, which you may not want to hear."

A boxing ring slowly rises from the center of the hall, where a Russian giant resembling a polar bear stands. He looks at Zhao Ziyang with disdain, curling his pinky finger at him: "If you want to stay among the infiltrators, then you must first defeat me; otherwise, get lost!"

"Will you be able to come out again after you return to your country?" Black Hawk asked lightly.

Zhao Ziyang nodded slightly, analyzing the words of the Black Hawk in his mind

Do you know what lies behind the Guardians mercenaries?" Black Hawk asked again

Mercenaries, battlefield butchers, bloodthirsty slayers

Oh, damn, I put it in the wrong place!" A frantic voice came from the loudspeaker, and then the photo was switched.

By the way, perhaps you are not yet familiar with us, the infiltrators. " The Black Hawk, who captured Zhao Ziyang's expression, smiled and said: "We, the infiltrators, are a mercenary organization serving the third world countries. We cherish peace and never serve the powerful nations. We have our own beliefs, we have a creed of inevitable victory or destruction, we do not fear power, we do not fight for money, but only for the justice in our hearts. Because justice always needs to be defended through battle, and we are the weapons that defend justice and fairness for the third world countries. We have our own beliefs, we have a creed of inevitable victory or destruction, we do not fear power, we do not fight for money, but only for the justice in our hearts. Because justice always needs to be defended through battle, and we are the weapons that defend justice and fairness for the third world countries.

This statement struck Zhao Ziyang's heart profoundly. Upon returning to the country, he would inevitably be investigated by the relevant authorities, and he would be unable to clarify the events that transpired. The investigation was akin to detention; it was easy to initiate but the cancellation seemed distant and uncertain. From that point on, he would be unable to leave the country even a step, perhaps confined in a secret prison, perhaps mysteriously disappearing, or perhaps becoming a guinea pig in a laboratory

Do you know what kind of organization the Guardians really are?" Black Hawk continued to question Zhao Ziyang

In an instant, the wild blood that flowed within Zhao Ziyang was ignited fiercely, and he leaped onto the boxing ring like a beast, arrogant, bloody, and invincible

"Who exactly is the person that I killed my comrade?" Zhao Ziyang asked the Black Hawk, chewing vigorously on the gum in his mouth

Looking at the military knife within reach, Zhao Ziyang let out a soft sigh. He understood that the actions of the Black Hawk had two meanings: one was to express his sincerity; the other was to demonstrate his strength, showing that he was not afraid of Zhao resorting to hostage-taking.

Once you return, there will be no opportunity to seek answers, and you will never be able to avenge your comrades

Zhao Ziyang shook his head; he was completely unaware of anything.

Perhaps he is sincere, or perhaps I can only believe that he is sincere at this moment

... ...

You are of no use to us, and we will not choose to be enemies with your country. We are even less concerned with the tasks you are undertaking; our only mission is to carry out sniping against the defenders, and that is our duty. As for which side we are employed by, that cannot be disclosed to you.

Seth, all you need to do is install your newly developed operating system on my computer, and I will consider it a fleeting dream of spring

Alright. Black Hawk clapped his hands and pointed to the three mercenaries on the wall, saying to Zhao Ziyang: "Look, these are the defenders from the day at Lop Nur, perhaps you can recognize them"

Cough cough... The Black Hawk coughed lightly twice, smiling as he spoke to Zhao Ziyang through *Tu* *Shu*: "Special forces, this is just a minor interlude, and the players of this interlude are our eyes and mouth and nose. Seth, a former member of the British Royal Air Force's Special Operations Electronic Countermeasures Center, can instantly access the military satellites of any country. He is a great person, romantic and humorous."

"Who is the guardian?" Zhao Ziyang asked

Hahaha ... ... another burst of laughter erupted, as if they had grown accustomed to Seth's threats.

Zhao Ziyang does not know who the Guardian is, but he knows that it is a mercenary organization, and Black Hawk would not deceive him regarding this matter

Taking the red wine from the hands of the Black Hawk, Zhao Ziyang drank it all in one gulp, his eyes shining with a light of hatred, squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth: "I want revenge!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyang felt a bitterness rise in his mouth; he could imagine the strength of the defenders

Zhao Ziyang slowly stood up, the images of his comrades' tragic deaths once again floated before his eyes, and his gaze grew increasingly resolute

"Defender." Black Hawk answered Zhao Ziyang's question

"Calm down, you must restrain the devil of anger within you, as it could lead to your demise in a moment of irrationality." Black Hawk soothed Zhao Ziyang's emotions, snapping his fingers and calling out to the sky, "Seth, play some soothing music."

Hahaha... The Black Hawk let out a hearty laugh, took out a piece of gum, and tossed it to Zhao Ziyang, saying: "There is no need to be so tense; perhaps chewing a piece of gum will help you feel a bit more relaxed."

"You are the mercenaries who came from the west side of the Lop Nur." Zhao Ziyang's eyes were fixed on the black eagle's eyes, capturing the movements of the black eagle's gaze

"Shut up!" The voice from the loudspeaker sounded both anxious and angry, roaring loudly: "This is not a threat; I cannot guarantee that the balance in your bank account will turn into a string of zeros!"

"You need to have a glass of red wine." Black Hawk patted Zhao Ziyang on the shoulder and handed him a glass of red wine