The situation in Ba Country is already a tangled web of various forces, intertwined with each other. Apart from the domestic factions, foreign forces have also set up camp here, pursuing their interests, and numerous assassin organizations and mercenary groups are surviving here.
To survive here, without a certain degree of military deterrence, there is no guarantee of life or property.
Whether it’s the dark forces or multinational corporations, they all possess their own nurtured forces.
The movements of the Poisonous Spider, and Lieutenant Zia’s attack on Ye Fan and others, have already drawn the attention of many forces. However, under this turmoil, the brewing storm is destined to soon shock the entire Ba Country.
"Lieutenant Zia, so many people, so many guns, and even with the cover of armored vehicles and tanks, couldn’t take down a few people, instead suffering heavy casualties, and Zia himself also died; it’s truly unimaginable." Michael thought in astonishment, constantly monitoring the dynamics of the mansion. He said heavily, "No wonder my painstakingly planned terrorist attack failed; how could there be even the slightest possibility of success in the hands of these terrifying beings?"
"Boss, when are we planning to attack?" a terrorist cautiously asked next to Michael.
Since the attack at the airport fell through, Michael was determined to kill Ye Fan and others for disrupting his plan. Therefore, he gathered a group of people, originally planning to launch a suicide attack. However, after witnessing Lieutenant Zia and others’ fate, he hesitated, fearing that even a suicide attack might not affect Ye Fan and the others at all.
Realizing this, he issued an order, "Postpone the attack, let’s see how the situation develops."
The group around Michael, akin to Death Warriors, carried out his orders resolutely and without question.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Instead of challenging Ye Fan and the others beyond our means, it’s better to resolve grievances and make connections with them." After careful analysis, Michael made such a decision and reported it to his superior.
"What? More than two hundred well-trained warriors suffered heavy casualties, and the few remaining ones fled?" Zheng Jia Mei was so shocked by the news that her heart seemed to stop beating.
She looked down on Ye Fan and Mengyao, daring to compete with her business. Thus, she harbored murderous intent, thinking it would be easy to eliminate this threat with one move. A thirty-people attack failed to affect Ye Fan and the others. She didn’t give up and secretly monitored their movements. Lieutenant Zia and others’ deaths were a severe slap to her face.
"So many people couldn’t affect Ye Fan and the others, and my Beehive mercenary group, after three years of development, only has over two hundred people, far inferior to Lieutenant Zia’s men. In this case, doesn’t Ye Fan and others have the ability to wipe out my Beehive mercenary group?" Zheng Jia Mei thought, widening her eyes in disbelief.
Upon learning of the situation, Guo Gang’s gaze dimmed, saying, "What a terrifying existence. This time, the young miss’s underestimation might bring disaster."
Outside the mansion, no one paid heed to the corpses in the ruins.
After a few hours of calm, George led people to surround the mansion, nearly encircling it entirely.
"Benefactor, what should we do now?" Du Xueqi asked slightly uneasily, "We have become live targets, with so many enemies outside. Even if we had three heads and six arms, we couldn’t kill them all. A single charge, and they can storm into the mansion. If we had mobility, as long as time allows, we could still manage to kill those enemies."
Everyone, including Mengyao, placed their hopes on Ye Fan.
Tie Zhongshi was particularly conflicted, very aware of Ye Fan and the others’ capabilities, which attracted so many enemies.
"Since they are overconfident and want to die, then I’ll be ruthless. If we don’t make the opponents hurt, making them realize we cannot be provoked, this trouble will never end." Ye Fan said calmly, "Du Xueqi, go negotiate, and buy us a little time."
"Okay." Du Xueqi went alone to the enemy camp.
No one could guess what Ye Fan planned, but they all believed Ye Fan would find a way to resolve the crisis. Ye Fan entered a room, opened a briefcase, and took out a computer.
What he had to do now was to infiltrate Ba Country’s missile system and launch a few missiles to deal with the enemies outside the mansion.
As a former Terminator, visiting the security systems of various countries was naturally a frequent occurrence.
He was very aware of the loopholes in Ba Country’s security system, all stored in his mind. With some manipulation, needing a certain amount of time, he could achieve the plan he wanted to complete.
He hadn’t intended to do this, but with the army approaching, he had no choice but to do so.
Under the enemy’s watch, Du Xueqi came before George.
"A Huaxia woman, how bold, to dare come see me alone." George sneered at Du Xueqi.
"I came to make a deal with you; do you dare to make it?" Du Xueqi calmly spoke, unfazed by George’s disdain.
"Facing death, and still so calm, Zia did not die unjustly." George laughed coldly, indifferently saying, "After I order your death, you’d best give me a reason not to kill you, or I’ll immediately turn you into a sieve."
"Zia confessed some things. Someone offered a bounty on our lives. Of course, our lives mean little to some people; they’re after our boss’s life. But do you know why Zia went to such lengths to attack us?" Du Xueqi led on word by word.
"Why?" George asked, slightly curious.
"That’s because we’re carrying a large amount of cash with us. This, perhaps you didn’t know, did you?" Du Xueqi said.
"So that’s why! No wonder that fool Zia wanted to kill you at all costs." George’s gaze suddenly turned greedy and fiery, "The deal you want to make with me, is it to hand that money over to me in exchange for sparing your lives?"
"You’re smart. So, do you dare make this deal?" Du Xueqi provocatively asked.
"Dare, of course I dare. Why wouldn’t I? As long as you give me all the money, I can spare your lives." George pledged earnestly, deeply coveting the money.
Of course, George had his own plans, naturally waiting to get the money before extending his deadly hand.
General Arus’s orders were very clear; this, he dared not defy.