East Africa, Eritrea.

This is a country with a narrow coastline in northeastern Africa and is one of the least developed countries in the world. If there is a disaster year, this "one" will even be removed.

In this country where even the name is hardly known, there is also a group of yellow-skinned Asians stationed here to mine minerals and assist in construction.

Most of them know each other and have regular identity certificates. But except for one of them, this guy didn't know when he got into their team and followed them for three years.

When the local person in charge first met him, he was covered in wounds, with a deep bone visible on his thigh, twenty centimeters of terrible wound. In terms of African climate and sanitary conditions, such untreated wounds must be fatal. Whether it is parasites, bacteria or wild beasts caused by the smell of blood, they can easily kill him.

Originally, the local person in charge did not plan to care about him and let him die. After all, dying in such a place is less noticeable than dying from two dogs. However, in a trance, the familiar local accent of hearing his fever was really touching.

It was a big life, with such injuries and such sanitary conditions, and almost no one could save him, but he woke up miraculously a month later.

However, after he woke up, he had no idea who he was, what he did, and why he was hurt like that. In short, if it was not in Africa but in South Korea, it would definitely be a beautiful plot in the TV series.

For his pitifulness, the person in charge here did not blame him too much, but instead gave him a job that could make a living. After all, compared to the magical Uncle Hei, no matter who his compatriots were, they were much safer.

However, afterwards, the people here discovered that this guy was really a magical person. Although he didn't remember who he was, his versatility was really enough to lie dormant for anyone. It is said that to grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp the man's stomach. For those from these big foodies empires, the food from this small African country is simply a garbage that doesn't eat for dogs. So this unconscious guy accidentally showed his cooking ability that turned decay into magic one day. As long as it is a food that can be digested, he can make it from a taste like a **** to something that can be served on the table. Secondly, he is proficient in many languages, and each language is as proficient as his native language. In addition, he can actually have good medical skills, and his understanding of some strange diseases on the land of the black uncle even surpasses the accompanying medical team.

That's it, the person in charge decided to keep him for the time being, while working for him, while the other was planning to take him back together when he went back.

But this wait... took three years.

The workers changed batch after batch, but he seemed to have been forgotten here and lived in this magical country. Of course, it was mainly because the person in charge who decided to take him back died in the mouth of hippopotamus. After all, fish are not the only ones living in the rivers in Africa.

"Monkey, how did the scars on your legs come from?"

Monkey is this guy who is trapped. He is actually not like a monkey. Not only does he look different, but his temperament is not like a mule.

As for why he calls monkey, no one knows. Anyway, everyone calls it that, and he doesn't know what he calls it, so monkey naturally becomes his name. Whenever someone calls it that way, he will respond happily.

"You're new, you don't know. I was fighting with a crocodile at that time. The crocodile was at least fifteen meters long, and its teeth were like a knife. It was cut off at one bite and the wooden thicker than the bowl was crackling and it bit me at the time. It was about to say that I took out a chopstick and poked it into its eyeballs, killing it in seconds! But..."

"Monkey, bragging. What you told us last year was a baboon that stood up more than four meters high, and this year it has become a crocodile that is fifteen meters tall. Are you more reliable?"

At this time, the old workers got off work and went back to the camp to have dinner. When they saw the monkey blowing their pussy again, they couldn't help but interrupt him, and everyone burst into laughter with kindness.

"Actually, I deliberately covered up the danger at that time. At that time, a four-meter baboon and a fifteen-meter crocodile attacked me. I was afraid you would worry. I went back and left."

"Don't, I still want to run away after pretending to be a pussy?" The old foreman grabbed him: "Get some wine you brewed for everyone to drink?"

"Give the money!" The monkey stood there carelessly, stretching one hand in front of the other and hanging it on the belt, and his left foot was still slamming, like a little gangster.

"Give it, isn't it just a little money?"

Seeing the stingy foreman counting the money to the monkey one by one for the sake of such a little homemade wine, and then looking at the monkey's arrogant look, the coworkers burst into laughter again.

At the same time, two American LCAC landing hovercraft quietly landed from the coastline one hundred kilometers away under the cover of darkness, and four infantry fighting vehicles and nearly forty fully armed soldiers were driven from above.

However, if there are military fans present, you will definitely find that the two seemingly similar groups of people are not in the same organization at all. One side is wearing MCCUU digital camouflage combat uniforms, and the other side is wearing Type 07 digital camouflage combat uniforms. The weapons in your hands are also standard M4A1 and type 95 without stock.

"Company Commander, as for landing a hundred kilometers away? It's so hard to catch someone?"

A soldier pulled the night vision instrument and asked the head next to him in a low voice, with endless doubts in his expression. After all, in his opinion, both countries sent the most elite special operations teams just to catch one person... This is really incredible. This person may not be able to withstand this trouble even if he is a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Anti-equipment sniper rifle, high-voltage radio and air explosion stun devices were all on, and he also specially allocated one satellite of Beidou and NASA to maintain communication. Is this going to fight aliens?

"Stop talking nonsense, you'll know then."

In fact, it was a bit of a doubt that the US special forces soldiers were also confused. They obviously recognized the person next to them. At the special forces competition last year, the guys on the other side defeated their team. Although they were very unconvinced, they had to think about who needed such a lineup to capture. Even if it was the president of a small country, at most three would be enough.

After they finished lined up, a helicopter flew down from the sky, and an old man in a wheelchair was lifted down.

When the old man with old spots came out, the two unparalleled special forces teams stood attentively and saluted unconsciously. Until the old man waved his hand and signaled, they put down their palms.

"You must be surprised. What kind of person is worthy of your cooperation to arrest."

The old man who spoke was nothing but Yan Zhicheng, who was known as the father of modern special forces. It is no exaggeration to say that this old man is the teacher of all living special forces soldiers. His physical fitness, adaptability, and tactical tactics and tactics are compulsory courses for modern special forces soldiers. The equipment with his name in front of him is standard configuration for various countries. This old man has been studying these things all his life. Although he belongs to a borderless organization, he is respected by all normal countries. Any special forces system is his own child for him. He always wants to go anywhere. Many special forces institutions even take pride in inviting him to give lectures.

"Okay, you have the task content on your personal side. But I want to remind you that the task is very dangerous, who will be the main attacker?"

After the translator translated his strong Jiangsu and Zhejiang accent into Chinese and English, the leaders of the two sides were fighting hard, and they refused to give up their main attack position. At the end of the stalemate, they almost pulled out their guns and shot. Even the two staff officers responsible for coordination could only look at each other and smile bitterly. The difficulty of serving the two teams made the staff officers from two different countries find a sense of mutual appreciation for the first time.

"Okay." Old Yan stretched out his hand: "Twist the coins."

Throwing coins is actually more convenient and convincing than rock-scissors. Otherwise, if they continue to waste time, the task will not be completed by dawn, and maybe they will start working here in advance, and then both sides will have to deal with it with military law.

When the coin is taken, the reverse is placed in Mr. Yan's hands, only the positive and negative are. In other words, the main attacking team and the auxiliary team can be selected no matter what.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, I guess the head! You guess!"

"Die white-skinned pig, you guess the head, but I still have to guess?"

"Enough, what's the content of the first chapter of the cooperation manual!" Old Yan sternly stopped their provocative behavior: "If you hear any dispute again, I will immediately propose to replace you."

Honor is higher than life, and this principle applies to all those who claim to be warriors. Being removed on the battlefield is more painful than letting them die. And if they are removed by the teacher, they will become a shame in the team, and this shame will even accompany them for a lifetime.

So they immediately shut up and stood quietly beside them without saying a word. The originally noisy beach was silent immediately with the sound of the wind.

Under everyone's expectation, Mr. Yan slowly opened his hand, and a head appeared clearly on a commemorative coin inside. Now the Chinese soldiers were all dejected, while the American guys were arrogant.

"You are the main attacker, this is the main attacker equipment!"

After a while, more than a dozen bulky asbestos buffer suits were moved off the plane. The captain of the United States almost cried and begged: "Professor Yan, we are so dressed like this that we can't fight at all."

"No, you must wear it. If you don't wear it, it is likely that you will be in danger of your life." Mr. Yan refused sternly: "Otherwise, you will change it."

Two infantry fighting vehicles, two Hummers and helicopters packed everyone to the large construction site in a remote countryside. Just as they had just read their goals and combat instructions, the monkey in the kitchen compartment of the construction site suddenly sat up from the bed.

After he got up, he immediately began to do a series of strange and incomprehensible behaviors. First, he dragged out all the flour in the kitchen and poured all four or five hundred kilograms of flour on the ground. Then, he took out the induction cooker and put a stainless steel pot on the top and poured a pot of oil into the pot. After doing these two things, all the windows and doors of his small kitchen were closed, and natural gas was opened and solid alcohol used to eat dry pots were poured into the oil pan.

After everything was ready, he turned on the three blowers in the kitchen. In an instant, the flour was blown into a blizzard of wanton deeds by the strong winds in all directions, and the room almost instantly turned white.

He nodded, clapped his hands and rubbed his nose, walked out carefully, took out the key and locked the door.

He hummed a little tune and walked out slowly, holding the thick syrup that had just melted with hot water in his hand. Occasionally, he could meet a worker who had just gotten off the night shift. He greeted people as usual. As usual, not only did he not show panic on his face, but he felt a sense of strolling in the garden.

In this way, it seemed like a walk, he entered the tallest building on the large construction site. This was a city hall that had not been built yet. It was about five floors high. Standing above three floors, you can overlook the entire construction site.

After entering the building, he walked slowly in the dark, like sleepwalking, but he observed his lower head through each window. Finally, he stopped on the terrace on the fourth and fifth floors, which had not yet been built, and was carrying a bucket of latex paint in his hand...

The special forces team was approaching ten kilometers away at this moment. The two teams began to slowly slow down and slowly approached the construction site in a clamp-shaped offensive. The first group of sniper teams arrived at the helicopter. They held the FRF2 sniper rifles with a unified standard and legal system in their hands and began to ambush into nearby bunkers one after another.

Under the cover of his teammates, four snipers and observers from the Chinese special forces divided into two groups and penetrated into the large construction site one after another and drilled straight into the unfinished building.

"Report, the first group is lurking, everything...I'm stuck."

"The second group was in trouble, and a large number of insects appeared at the ambush site!"

Hearing the report from the communicator, a staff officer sitting on the helicopter ten kilometers away looked at Old Yan in surprise. Old Yan shook his head, his eyes filled with an indescribable sense.

"Cancel the plan." Mr. Yan sighed: "It has failed."

"What? We haven't started yet. Mr. Yan, this is a huge blow to the morale of the children."

"Okay." Old Yan shook his head and said, "Then let them try again, but no soldiers who are not wearing protective clothing are allowed to participate in the attack plan."

"clear!"

Ten minutes later, the attack team entered the predetermined location. Although they were wearing clumsy super protective suits, with their ability, there was absolutely no problem in penetrating into a construction site without any protection.

So they quickly surrounded the kitchen of the construction site according to the plan they had made before and divided two groups of people out of it. One group went around to the front door and made complete preparations to conduct a strong attack and arrest.

"Everything is ready. Little Jack, don't you think this mission is too simple?" The captain of the strong attack team spoke jokingly, but he accurately made a series of tactical actions in his hand. Several soldiers behind him immediately dispersed on both sides of the door: "If even such a mission cannot be completed, I think we can retire."

"Captain, have you heard a strange sound?"

After reminding from the team members, the captain who was a little underestimated the enemy only realized: "Thermal imaging."

But just as they turned on the thermal imaging, a muffled sound suddenly came in the room, like the sound of a oil pan ignited. Then the white light flashed violently. After the white light flashed, it was only after the explosion like spring thunder came - the entire kitchen exploded.

This kind of color steel migrant workers' house can be fire-resistant, low temperature resistant and corrosion-resistant, but it is far inferior to reinforced concrete houses in the face of explosions. The instant explosion blew the house into pieces, and the shock waves blow all the soldiers surrounding the house away. The color steel fragments that were broken due to the impact flew out like knives.

Some of the soldiers who were blown away by the explosion had fainted, but they did not faint, and they were all glad that they were wearing super abnormal protective and buffering power, which was called flesh armored protective suits. But even so, such a huge explosion caused the things that flew out with the explosion to break their ribs and arms.

Attack Team - Destroy All.

The team responsible for the support and protection had no time to laugh at them, but looked at each other. At this moment, they truly understood what kind of monster they were facing.

It may not be scary for a person who transforms a house into a bomb in a short period of time, but someone who can make predictions and take action in such a strictly confidential action is the real demon.

"Escape." Old Yan closed his eyes: "Let the rescue team start the rescue."

"Yes...yes..." The staff officer next to him was completely stunned: "Then this operation..."

"give up."

"How did he do it?"

"Flour bomb." Old Yan leaned on the mat and said weakly: "From what I know about him, he will first create a dust space in the house and detonate it with a controllable timing device. Judging from the explosion just now, it should be a composite explosion, with the air filled with combustible gas, and the high temperature of the dust explosion makes the combustible gas explode twice, and its power increases geometrically."

Just as he explained, the communicator beside him suddenly rang a few times, and then a voice came from inside: "Hey hey? Hey hey? Hey? Central People's Radio, Central People's Radio, Central People's Radio..."

Old Yan and the staff officer were stunned for a moment. After all, the old man had seen many worlds. Soon he calmed down. He picked up the communicator and said, "Let's talk about the conditions."

"The little speaker broadcast has begun!"

With this sentence, everyone's channel was disturbed by the entire frequency band at the same time, and a broken voice came from inside, and a sound of gong ran to the Himalayas in the tune of the out-of-tune and began to sing the Ode to Joy.

"The Happy Goddess is holy and beautiful, and the bright sunshine shines on the earth. We are filled with passion and come to your temple. Your power can help people eliminate all differences."

After singing this passage, the channel was silent. No matter how you adjust, you can't hear any sound. It was silent like death, silent.

Half an hour later, the channel communication was restored. The staff officer looked at the message and said to Mr. Yan with a wry smile: "He seized a communicator and killed our satellites with a card reader and a mobile phone card. Now the two satellites are playing movies to the world. The source of the movie is... a USB flash drive."

"Do you know what we are facing now?"

“What is it?”
Chapter completed!