The soldiers of the Marco armed group are going crazy. What's the situation?
As the leader of the Marco armed group, Marco was terrified to the extreme.
Last night, I took several beautiful women to spend the spring night. However, I never thought that my base had suffered such a devastating blow before dawn.
If it weren't for my big life, I didn't sleep in the barracks as usual yesterday. Instead, I slept in an underground base with beautiful women.
I'm afraid, at the moment, I'm already in danger, right?
Some people wanted to organize and launch a counterattack against Mustafa. However, at this time, a fighter pilot received a signal from the shadow at this time.
Because before that, the shadow had made clear the location of the other party's weapon depot, missile depot and other equipment.
Therefore, at this critical moment, the shadow sends the location of those equipment directly to the pilot of the fighter.
Without considering the time at all, the driver directly fired shells at these positions according to the guidance of the shadow.
So that when the soldiers in the barracks just wanted to go to the various equipment and resist, they found that the weapon warehouse, missile warehouse and so on had been bombed and directly turned into a sea of fire, and all kinds of equipment and weapons scattered in all directions.
However, it can no longer be used!
The battle came and went quickly. It was only eight hours later that the battle had come to an end!
The Marco armed group of tens of thousands of people was almost wiped out!
"Surrender, surrender, I surrender, I'm Marco, please, don't attack us again, we surrender, we admit defeat, spare my life, spare my life!"
At this time, the radio receiver received a signal source, but Marco sent a message by radio in his base.
As soon as Marco spoke, he surrendered with a cry and endless fear.
"Boss, Marco sent a radio and surrendered crying. What do you mean?"
At this time, he received the shadow of the news, asked Mustafa to suspend the attack, and then directly sat in an armored vehicle, came to Ding Zixuan and reported to him.
"Surrender? Ha ha, Marco, Marco, when you blackmailed me for $10 billion, I'm afraid you didn't expect such a day? Hum, surrender, didn't you? OK, let's go. We'll meet Mr. Marco in the past!"
When Ding Zixuan heard the news, he immediately laughed. Then, he got on the armored car with great enthusiasm. Then, under the close protection of Mustafa and a large group of people, he entered the territory of the Marco armed group.
After entering Marco's territory, Ding Zixuan soon met Marco.
At the moment, Marco's appearance. But it was very embarrassing.
He raised his hands, knelt on his knees and knelt on the ground. His clothes were extremely messy. On his round face, which was originally red, it was black. Moreover, with extremely frightened eyes, his face was constantly flowing with tears.
Around Marco, there was a man with a gun aimed at Marco's head.
After Ding Zixuan, Marco was hiding somewhere inside, but he didn't expect that Marco had already become a prisoner and was captured.
"Hey, Marco, it's the first time we've officially met. Unexpectedly, in this case, do you feel very surprised and surprised?"
When he saw Marco, Ding Zixuan smiled and said happily to Marco.
"Ding Shao, Ding ye, I'm wrong. I admit defeat. Just ask you to bypass my dog life. I'm willing to compensate you for any loss!"
In fact, Marco is more afraid of death than anyone. He has to spend money to buy his life!
"Hehe, Marco, didn't you open your mouth and ask me for $10 billion? OK, in that case, I don't want more. I'm the same as you. Ask you for $10 billion, depending on whether you're willing to give it!"
Ding Zixuan squatted down directly. In this way, he squatted in front of Marco who knelt to the ground. Then, he picked his eyebrows and said to Marco with a smile.
That expression is harmless and amiable.
However, this is in the eyes of others, but Marco doesn't think so. He saw a strong killing intention from Ding Zixuan's eyes! He knew that if he didn't swallow this, he would plant the bitter fruit.
Then, no doubt, waiting for him, will be death!
Moreover, he can also see that, in fact, Ding Zixuan, the young master, doesn't care about money at all. He seems to want to refuse himself. Then, he has a good name and takes his own life!
"Yes, I do. Ding Shao, I'm willing to compensate you for your loss. I'll give you ten billion dollars!"
Marco was very frightened after seeing Ding Zixuan's eyes and hurried to say.
"Hum, you know! All right, retreat, let's go and let him go! Marco, be conscious and send the compensation back to my manor in person. Otherwise, you know the consequences“
Ding Zixuan was too lazy to talk to Marco, who was scared to death. After that, he left directly with a large group of people.
At the scene, only the incomplete bodies left after the smoke of gunpowder, as well as some of Marco's soldiers who survived.
Because he won the war, Ding Zixuan went back directly in a tank. All the way, everyone's faces were filled with joy.
The battle was so perfect and smooth. Moreover, as Mustafa expected, there were no casualties among his soldiers! Ding Zixuan's business was so profitable this time! It was a big profit!
"Mr. Mustafa, thank you very much for your help. Here is your commission. Please keep it. If you are free in the future, you should keep in touch! Maybe there are still things to cooperate with you in the future, which will trouble you and your elites!"
Ding Zixuan smiled and transferred the Commission to Mustafa on the spot, and specially gave an extra $10 million.
"Oh, my God, Ding Shao, the amount you gave is wrong. It seems that you gave one more..."
Mustafa was stunned at the news and said in a hurry.
"Ha ha, Mr. Mustafa, this is your hard work. Take it. I'm not short of money. You know, it's nothing to me, isn't it?"
Ding Zixuan said to Mustafa with a smile.
"Oh, you, you are really very polite. OK, I can't say anything except admiration to the level of Shenhao like you. After all, I don't study much and have no culture, ha ha!"
Mustafa immediately smiled happily. In his heart, Ding Zixuan at the moment was like an old friend he had not seen for many years.
This is the charm of money!