Dragoon fighter

The two individual rocket flight packs, which barely had time to fly more than thirty meters above the ground, turned into two huge fireballs in mid-air.

Lin Mo shouted loudly, and the mysterious figure was blown to pieces.

Being alive means trouble. Lin Mo has enough troubles on his own, and everything must be done in moderation.

Sally was sobbing slightly. Not only was she frightened, but she was also crying with joy after being robbed. The result was beyond her expectation. Instead of being captured by the bad guy as she imagined, Lin Mo turned the tables in one fell swoop. .

Because her back was to Lin Mo and Ma Jun, and she was tied up unable to move, she only heard the conversation between the two and the screams of the others. She did not see any battle scenes. In just a moment, the battle was over. .

When the rope around her body was pulled away, Sally suddenly thought that she was still dreaming. It was not until she saw Lin Mo that she threw herself into Lin Mo's arms desperately and cried loudly in grievance.

"Okay, okay, it's okay!" Lin Mo gently stroked the Patan girl's back without any intention of taking advantage.

This silly girl probably won't be fooled by what Ma Jun said before she died. Lin Mo plans to leave here as soon as possible to avoid getting into more trouble. Even if he doesn't follow this migration team, I'm afraid he will. There will be trouble to follow, but not as big as now.

Lin Mo got some cold water, pinched and splashed it, casually revived a Patan, and then left it alone.

After some hysterical screaming after seeing the remains of the battlefield, the Pathan hurriedly used the same method to wake up the others.

The potency of the medicine gradually began to wear off, and with the help of forced awakening, the Pathans woke up one by one. By this time, the sky was already bright.

"Abike, you should give me an explanation for this matter."

The village chief Mud Zariyev and several other village chiefs who woke up immediately called the mercenary leaders Aibik and Lin Mo together for urgent discussions.

Inside and outside the meeting tent were all the confidants of the village chiefs, holding AK-47s with loaded bullets, watching Aibike and Lin Mo expressionlessly.

We can't blame them for being treated like a formidable enemy. After what happened last night, it really made people feel scared. The whole army was almost wiped out. Only those who have the life to live and enjoy this paradise land. At this time, they Don't trust anyone easily except your own confidants.

"I don't know much about this, but I will interrogate my men carefully. If someone is a traitor, I will twist his head off with my own hands." The mercenary leader Aibik said with a wry smile. He was like a ghost. A traitor actually appeared among his subordinates, and together with outsiders, he knocked everyone down with medicine. Fortunately, it was not poison, otherwise we would have traveled thousands of miles and met each other in hell.

"Don't look at me, I'm ready to leave. I have no interest in this place at all." Lin Mo spread his hands flat and shrugged. No matter how beautiful this place is, it can only be used as a tourist spot at best, and it is impossible to settle here.

After what happened last night, Sally had completely given up on Lin Mo. Ma Jun's trick failed. The Patan girl only selectively reported the news to the village chief.

In fact, as long as we analyze it in depth, Ma Jun's words before his death simply cannot withstand scrutiny.

If it is true as he said, Lin Mo is an "agent" of a certain force, and like other armed organizations, he has a sneak peek at this geomantic treasure land. In fact, there is no need to escort them with all his heart along the way. Two gangsters were missed today. If you kill a few migrants, and if you miss a small group of bandits tomorrow and kill a few more, you won't even be able to defend against them, which will naturally weaken the migration team.

Or it would be easy to just turn against them as soon as they get to the bottom of the country and slaughter everyone.

What's more, Lord "Knight"'s miraculous comeback completely conquered the hearts of Patan girls. Worshiping heroes is the tradition of the Patan people, regardless of gender, old or young.

"Uh, that's not what we meant!" Village elder Mud Zariyev blushed slightly and coughed to cover up his embarrassment. He and the village elders did not treat Lin Mo like the mercenary Aibik.

After all, Lin Mo saved all of them last night.

Mud Zariyev took out a small bag from his waist pocket and poured it on the carpet in front of him.

They are several dark blue stones that have been washed clean. Although they are not polished, you can see a very pure blue color.

Lapis lazuli, one of Afghanistan’s gemstone specialties.

Mude Zariyev took a deep breath and said slowly: "This was picked up by a few children when they were playing nearby. The quality is pretty good. If you can help us defeat the invading enemies, , we are willing to give this vein to you."

He couldn't bear to bear the child but couldn't trap the wolf. The other party had already escorted several people from their village all the way without any compensation. It was already a huge kindness. If he still needed something, he would ask the other party to help him with saliva, and it was such a dangerous thing. Not paying any price is something the Pathans can't do, especially if the other party is their honored guest.

Therefore, several village chiefs put together the discovery of the lapis lazuli vein and gave it to the other party. Although lapis lazuli is not a particularly expensive gem, the value of the entire vein is hard to say.

On the other hand, if you want to monetize the mineral veins, you have to dig them, which invisibly ties this "Knight" to them. Only Lin Mo can monopolize the mineral veins while they are alive. If they die, no one will be responsible for the debt. recognize.

"This..." Lin Mo rubbed his chin. To be honest, a lapis lazuli vein is basically meaningless to him, but if it can be realized, it would be a big fortune, which would be very useful for him in creating "monsters". For his rapidly depleting wallet, it was a timely rain that could greatly alleviate his financial stress.

"But I alone can't stand up to many people. If the other party comes with hundreds or thousands of people, I can't stop them at all. Even if I shoot them with guns or chop them with swords, I can kill at most one hundred and eighty of them."

The money was easy to get, but Lin Mo didn't think it was so easy for him to get it. The Patan people posed quite a problem for themselves, otherwise how could they possibly use an expensive mine to make profit.

"This is also a problem. Our weapons are limited and we don't have much ammunition." Several village chiefs said with sad faces.

The mercenary leader Aibi also raised his chin, shook his head and said: "I only have more than fifty people. I can deal with a hundred people at most. No more. How about we negotiate with the other party and share this place together?" ."

"No, no, these guys are all greedy wild wolves. They want to eat us. Let's talk to them about sharing. How is it possible? If we kill all of us, won't we all belong to them?"

An older, skinny village chief waved his hand and refuted Aibik's idea. His stance was different and he looked at things from a different perspective. Mercenaries could move around, but the migrants from each village could not. There were thousands of them. The movement of people is a very complex matter in terms of management and material supply.

"Yes, there are no planes, no tanks, no cannons, and we children are not regular professional soldiers. How can we fight against these greedy guys?"

Other village chiefs also expressed the same concerns. The Pathans are natural warriors. This is true, but small fights are fine. In frontal confrontations with large forces, the discipline cannot be compared with professional soldiers. Without special training, The training is very likely to turn into a mob, and the more you fight against the wind, the more brave you are. If you encounter some setbacks, I am afraid that you will collapse on the spot.

"Plane?" Mud Zariyev, the former head of Mikali Village, was startled. He seemed to remember something. He tapped the gun holster with his dry fingers and looked at the top of the tent.

"What's up, Mulder, my old man?"

"Yeah, think of a solution quickly, there's no way we can fight with so many people."

"It won't work if we don't fight. Our boys will be killed, the women will be raped, and the children will be captured by them and turned into soldiers. This is simply terrible."

"Allah, save us."

Even if a "knight" was pulled over as a guard along the way, the village chiefs were not optimistic that this powerful warrior could handle so many people. This was beyond the ability of a single soldier.

Perhaps only the gold dragon can easily get rid of these miscellaneous fishes if it turns into its original form, but Lin Mo will not expose the gold dragon's ability because of these Pathans. Every time he uses gold coins, he is very Be cautious and leave no hidden dangers.

There was a sound of sighs in the tent, and the young Patan guards who were on the side also had sad faces.

The mercenary leader Aibik gritted his teeth and almost tore his turban apart. He couldn't think of a proper solution. He finally got a secret location and got the support of several merged village tribes. This was already commendable. A good thing means that his mercenaries can advance to the next level, but not long after they are happy, a group of evil wolves are eager to pounce at any time and take away their fruits.

Not only were they awakened from their slumber by the clan members, but the news that Lin Mo brought to them was like a bolt from the blue. Currently, the news is only controlled by the village chiefs and senior officials, and they have not dared to announce it to the outside world. I believe that once this news is released, it will It is likely to cause panic and chaos among the civilians. I am afraid that they will be completely disorganized before the enemy arrives.

"Don't make any noise!" Village Chief Mud Zariyev was racking his brains to capture that glimmer of light. He roared angrily, and the tent became slightly quieter.

"What's wrong, my old brother, do you have a headache? Do you want to call the doctor?"

"No, no, no, I'm fine."

"Where were you talking about just now?"

"We just mentioned that we don't have aircraft, artillery and tanks. If we had these, we wouldn't have to worry about these rabble at all."

"Yes, yes, planes, artillery and tanks, yes, this is it."

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