Everything takes time. In the past, Long Xiaoqi was very impatient, but now Long Xiaoqi is very calm. Because everything needs time to get started, only the best time can achieve the best results.

Fighting for hegemony? No, don’t try to fight for hegemony in Africa. If you have an ambitious heart, try to integrate. Fighting for hegemony is simple, but integration is a path full of thorns.

He wanted to consolidate his most iron and reliable allies in the Middle East, so he hired Marcas' mercenary team. He wanted to ensure the safety of Princess Maya, so he needed a training base and a superb mercenary team. Although he and Marcas were good friends, everything had to be done according to the rules. If he did not follow the rules, he would not be qualified to play in Africa, and he would not be able to play with the mercenaries in the future.

Africa is the world of mercenaries. If any country wants to enter Africa, it must rely on the power of mercenaries!

Long Xiaoqi went back with his daughter in his arms, and as soon as he left, he became speechless.

Half a year later, the Somalia Mountain Training Base was formed. With the large investment of Princess Maya and Prince Abdul, it became the most professional war training base. Marcas served as the chief instructor of the training base, and Chanwai served as the temporary head of the base. The base is not open to the public and is completely used by itself.

All of Marcas' original mercenary groups were trained here. Except for routine and unconventional training, the most training was combat command.

Not only mercenaries, but in half a year, the chatter contacted more than a dozen of their own people who were expelled by the African king and brought them all into this war training base.

Why is the name called the war training base? Because Long Xiaoqi defines all combat behaviors as war. Fights can be lost, but wars can never be lost, and any battle can belong to war.

"I eat every day, sleep every day, and train every day, and I feel my bones are softening. Marcas, when do we want to stay here?" an instructor asked Marcas boredly.

"If you just want to be an ordinary mercenary for the rest of your life, then you can go out and do whatever you want." Marcas said with his hands behind his back: "If you want to stand at the top of the mercenary world, you must be able to endure loneliness. Remember, we are not the best, let alone loyalty, but as long as we can endure loneliness, we will definitely become the best."

"Are you waiting for the hunting to come back? Haha, but I still have great expectations for him. When I was at the Hunter School, this guy really showed off all the money." The instructor laughed and said, "But what did this guy do? He invested so much money to build a base, and all the defense facilities should be complete, even stronger than the Hunter School. In addition to paying us, he ate the best and lived the best. Every half month, a group of young girls will be sent to improve their lives... What exactly does he want to do?"

There are about fifty people in Marcas' mercenary group, and the average salary for each person is 2,000 US dollars per day, which means the salary you need to be 100,000 US dollars per day. A month's salary alone requires three million US dollars. These mercenaries and more than a dozen people from chattering will take turns to perform tasks, and the task commander takes turns to serve.

Of course, this task is nothing else, it is to protect the safety of Princess Maya.

After the mission is issued, there will be a single mission fee, as well as food subsidies, travel subsidies, etc. All are executed according to the rules of the mercenary world.

To be honest, they have never seen such a boss. After raising him for half a year, he almost doesn't have to do anything except training, and he gets a high salary of 2,000 US dollars a day. Many people are itchy and they really want to go out for a war activity.

"He wants to do more than we think, and we have to thank you for being friends with hunting." Marcas said, biting the cigar. "We don't need to be loyal to people, but we must be loyal to money unless..."

"Unless Hunting can really be like his wife, General Tianjiao, we will never get our loyalty to others!" The instructor said directly: "General Tianjiao is General Tianjiao, and Hunting is General Tianjiao, is that true?"

"Maybe that's it." Marcas glanced at the training ground at the base and whispered: "Move, eat extra meals tonight, crossfire with 300 meters! Idiots, if you still can't compare to the small men of the chatter general, I will definitely make you look good! Bastards, the cruelest training will increase your chances of survival. We are not unfamiliar with the battlefield, but it is always best to strive for excellence. Don't let you get out when the hunt comes back! Quickly, move!"

There were very few people on the chatterbag, with only thirteen in total. They were all driven out by Leng Tao. When they wanted to return to China according to regulations, they were stopped by the chatterbag and brought here.

"We are people without a family, we are people without a country!" The chatter yelled at a dozen of his own people: "Now we have lost our last dignity and honor. We are a group of poor people. Except for the flag guards, no one cares about our lives and death! Either do the best or choose to die. We are not mercenaries, and everything we have is here!!!"

The chattering chatter hit his chest heavily, revealing a sad and angry voice.

“Either do your best or choose to die!!!”

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

The sound of the fist hitting the chest was extremely dull. The elites of these guardians never dared to be negligent. What they had to do every day was to train crazy, even if they improved slightly. Compared with those mercenaries of Makas, they were more fierce, more ruthless, and more tenacious. They had no home or country, and even the last trace of dignity was deprived. This is the status quo.

Stay here, they are waiting, waiting for Long Xiaoqi's arrival, and taking them back their insignificant dignity!

"you!" Seeing the momentum here, Macas threw away the cigar in his mouth and roared: "Give me a little faster. If you lose once a week in competition, you will cancel your adult life every half a month. Was it bad guys, are you really going to be compared by these small guys? Hurry up!!!"

Competition, there is never a lack of competition in the war training bases with small numbers. The motivation of the mercenaries is money and life; the motivation of the guardian elite is the dignity that is trampled on.

Here, more than fifty high-paying mercenaries have never beaten the small men in these guardian troops. It is not that they are not alive, but because of different beliefs.

In the spacious and comfortable office, Prince Abdul sat with Princess Maya and looked out the training outside through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Dear sister, I can't understand why my brother-in-law asked us to raise these mercenaries. Although these mercenaries are very powerful, they are still very bad." Prince Abdul said unhappily: "Look at my brother-in-law's own people, they are simply beasts and have no comparison at all."

"Dear brother, you don't know what my man is going to do." Princess Maya smiled and said, "He doesn't need these mercenaries to fight for him. What he needs is that each of these mercenaries has formed a mercenary group, and I have prepared enough funds."

"What?" Prince Abdul thought he had heard it wrong.

"This group can go out," said Princess Maya. "When they go out, there will be a vacuum period, and a new instructor will come here to teach."

"Why are there so many messy things? Is he going to revitalize the war economy?" Prince Abdul thought deeply.

He knew that Long Xiaoqi had changed, but he didn't expect that Long Xiaoqi would change so much. He thought that Long Xiaoqi would definitely cause trouble for the African King first, but he didn't expect that the others were not in a hurry at all. Instead, he built a base here and let the African King continue to show off.
Chapter completed!