In the distant land of Ken on the Red Continent, Gao Gao and his elder brother, Gao Yuan, and his colleagues are being looked after by a group of foreigners.
He was terrified and confused.
What terrified him was that these people did not appear to be kind; what they carried in their hands and on their backs were all modern weapons that were unfamiliar to people in China, and equally unfamiliar to him.
Kenya is somewhat chaotic, but not to the point where everyone has a weapon.
So this is what puzzled him.
Plateau's company has mines in Kenya, and he was sent here to develop them.
The first step in developing the reserves is to get the infrastructure in place.
The title of "Construction Maniac of the East" is not given for nothing. Gao Yuan has been here for more than two months, and the basic infrastructure for the mine has been completed.
The next step was to build highways and railways from the mines to the coast.
At first, Gaoyuan thought these people were stragglers, probably hungry and looking to make some extra money.
But judging from their healthy skin and tall stature, he felt that these people had come prepared.
The mine's security team was no different from chickens and dogs in front of these people; they collapsed at the slightest touch.
The phone line was cut off, and there was no cell phone signal...
These people seemed to know the layout of the mine, and they broke in in no time, surrounding everyone.
Aside from initially shooting a few security guards in resistance, these people did not continue to indiscriminately kill innocent people; instead, they locked everyone up together.
Then there was a leader who looked at the photos one by one.
After he had roughly confirmed Gao Yuan's identity, he found a few other people and confirmed it again.
Only after ensuring everything was correct were they separated from Gaoyuan and the others.
Gao Yuan was taken to an empty room equipped with video recording equipment. Until then, Gao Yuan still did not know what these people wanted to do.
"Who are you, and what do you want? I am from the East. The East and the Kingdom of Ken are friendly countries."
Gao Ang stammered as he expressed his meaning in English.
A foreigner chewing gum chuckled, "Easterners? What do they have to do with us?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Who we are doesn't matter. As long as you cooperate with us and follow the script to lure your cousin, Gao Ang, over, everything else will be fine."
Another person held a piece of paper with a few words written on it:
I am Gaoyuan, and all of us have been taken hostage by the Black Serpent mercenaries.
There is only one condition for rescuing us: Gao Ang must come in person.
One person's life could be exchanged for the lives of everyone else.
Otherwise, forget it!
...
Gao Yuan was stunned, and at the same time a little puzzled. His cousin seemed to have developed a drug that was supposedly selling well.
He hasn't been back to China much these past few months. He's been incredibly busy in Kenya, and apart from the CCTV news broadcast, he hasn't been paying much attention to the news in China.
"When did the third brother offend these people?"
Gao Ang is the third oldest among the boys in his family, so the brothers are all called the eldest, second eldest, and third eldest.
Gao Ang is the youngest; after the third child, there is no fourth child.
The youngest is the youngest in the family, and also the closest to them.
From childhood to adulthood, Gaoyuan was never as close to the second child as he was to the third.
The second son is his own brother.
The main reason is that the two people get along well, have common topics, and share common interests.
But... these people are saying they'd trade everyone here for Lao San's life.
"No, we can't trust these people. Anyone who says something like that on TV is a hypocrite."
Gao Yuan wasn't stupid; he couldn't place his hopes on the kindness of these people.
He personally witnessed these people raising their knives and chopping off several people's arms and heads.
Since they were willing to risk the lives of hundreds of people against the third brother alone, it could only mean that the third brother was far more valuable.
Moreover, if he reads this content, will he still have any face left on Gaoyuan?
What do his uncle and aunt, Gao Gao's parents, think?
What will his parents, wife, and daughter think?
Would you push your brother into a fire pit just for your own safety?
"impossible!"
Upon hearing Gao Yuan's refusal, the foreigner who looked like a mercenary leader gave another man a wink: teach him a lesson.
A mercenary wearing a beret and sporting a goatee slowly drew a gleaming dagger from his waist.
It's called a large dagger because it looks like one, but it's much larger than a regular dagger; calling it a machete wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"For a man, the biggest regret must be not being able to be a man, right? Hehe."
This sentence wasn't complicated, and Gao Yuan, a graduate of a top-tier university, understood it perfectly, which made him feel a chill run down his spine.
But then he realized that he already had a daughter, so even if he did, he wouldn't be childless.
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said nothing more.
The mercenaries exchanged glances. This tactic didn't seem to be working. Could the legend of the fearless Easterners be true?
But they've also seen those traitors who gave up their East Asian citizenship. They're from the same roots and clans, so why are they so effeminate?
The man with the knife shook his head. Even if you're not afraid, I still have to do it.
Otherwise, wouldn't it make us Black Snakes seem like we're untrustworthy?
Just as Gao Yuan closed his eyes and vaguely felt a mountain pressing down on him, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
It wasn't just quiet; it was deathly still.
Without any warning, it suddenly fell silent, as if we had been transported from a bustling market to a deep underground basement.
A long time passed, he didn't know how long.
He waited patiently for that knife, for a very, very long time.
In despair, even a second feels like an eternity.
Gao Yuan felt as if an eternity had passed. Finally, he couldn't resist any longer and quietly opened his eyes.
"Holy crap, what's going on?"
The scene before him left him dumbfounded, shocked, and overjoyed.
Those guys who had scared him so badly he almost wet his pants were all lying on the ground, their fates unknown.
Especially the one holding the large dagger, whose arm was bent at a 90° angle in the opposite direction, revealing white bone fragments inside.
Despite such severe injuries, this guy didn't utter a single sound...
"Could he be dead?"
Gao Yuan was puzzled, but unsure of the situation, he dared not speak, and simply watched nervously everything within his field of vision.
The door was broken; the aluminum alloy security door looked as if it had been hit by some great force, and it fell directly from the wall to the ground.
The concrete inside the door frame was exposed, and it was clearly unusable.
A large footprint can be clearly seen on the door that is lying on the ground.
Because of the force and speed, the facade around the footprint was kicked so hard that it was impossible to miss.
"It took so much effort, how much strength must have been used?"
"Wait a minute, I didn't hear anything either! This is weird!"
Only then did Gao Yuan begin to reconstruct the general outline of what had happened: someone had come to rescue him.
The reason I say it's a person's footprint is because it's clearly a human footprint, a size 44 foot, so it must be a man's, right?
The question is, if this person came to rescue him, why didn't they untie the ropes binding him?
Gao Yuan had countless questions in his mind. He really wanted to know who it was and what had happened here.
...
After dealing with the guys in his brother's room, Gao Ang also wiped out the rest of the mercenaries' henchmen.
The so-called "clean and tidy" means leaving nothing behind, killing them all.
He arrived a little late.
Under the full force of the field, he could clearly smell a lot of blood and hear some people whispering.
A one-sided firefight broke out between the mine's security team and the mercenaries. Eight members of the security team were killed: five were citizens of the Eastern Kingdom and three were locals from the Kenyan Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, grant us access to the network here and send the relevant information back to China so that the country can handle the aftermath."
As for him, he took the two mercenary leaders he had exposed to a cliff by the sea.
He grabbed one of them with each of his arms and threw them to the ground, waking them up with the thud.
Gao Ang only temporarily paralyzed their central nervous system; for the two of them, it was like taking a nap.
In the time it took to doze off, they arrived at an unnamed seaside cliff from a mine in Kenya. The sound of the waves crashing against the rock face beneath their feet was slightly jarring.
The first thing the two did upon waking was to touch their waists.
Thankfully, the weapons are still intact.
They drew their weapons, loaded their bullets, and simultaneously aimed at the figure whose back was to them.
"Bang bang bang"
A burst of bullets flew past.
There was no sound of bullets piercing flesh, nor the painful screams of the target being shot.
It was as if the bullet had passed right through the figure, without even a ripple.
The two exchanged glances, quickly switched magazines, and fired another volley.
This time, they didn't target just one area; instead, they attacked from all three levels: the head, the heart, and the femoral artery—all vital points.
Just like last time, all the bullets flew off somewhere and didn't hit the person carrying them.
The two rubbed their eyes, confirming once again that there was indeed a person standing not far in front of them.
He's about 1.9 meters tall and is bald, though there's a tiny bit of hair on his scalp, but it's negligible.
He was wearing a shirt that looked to be of decent quality, probably without a lining, which perfectly showcased the lines of his back.
Based on his height and build, he is undoubtedly a man.
Could it be projection technology?
However, the two quickly dismissed the idea, as there were no instruments at all in the desolate countryside, on the cliffs by the sea.
Moreover, they had done their homework on Kenya. Even if other countries had the technology, they wouldn't put such advanced technology in this godforsaken place.
The two exchanged a glance and quietly took two steps forward.
"Are you the Black Serpent Mercenary Group?"
The figure actually spoke.
The two were so frightened that they jumped back several steps, and at the same time, a ridiculous thought popped into their heads: Is this person a god?
"That's right. May I ask who you are?"
The leader of the Black Serpent Mercenary Group, the guy with the scar on his nose, asked cautiously.
"Who am I? You should know me very well."
Gao Ang turned around, revealing his true face to the two of them without any attempt to hide it.
"Tell me, who am I? Aren't I the person you're looking for?"
Gao Ang chuckled and walked step by step toward the two of them.
As Gao Ang approached, the two gradually retreated until they had nowhere left to go.
The guy with the scar on his nose glanced at the water below the cliff, which was at least ten meters high.
If you jump from that height and land at a bad angle, you'll most likely die.
Moreover, they had no rescue team, and their communication devices had long since disappeared. Even if they were safe after jumping in, without anyone to rescue them, they would probably be devoured alive by the sharks swimming around here.
Are you a living person, or a projection?
What do you think? Can't you see my shadow?
The guy with the scar on his nose glanced behind Gao Ang and, sure enough, there was a shadow.
That means someone who is alive.
But there didn't seem to be any shadow just now.
He rubbed his eyes and made a barely audible sound through his nose.
The bullets were loaded again in a rapid succession, and the two fired another round.
This time, once they were certain that Gao Ang had a shadow, they fired simultaneously.
They didn't have time to think about the lack of a shadow; all they knew was that the most cost-effective thing was to get the commission while the shadow still existed.
As for the shadow issue, who cares?
"Damn it, he's disappeared again!"
The mercenary group's second-in-command yelled as soon as he finished firing.
"There's another one!"
The two hurriedly changed the magazine, but when they tried to fire again, they discovered...
"The shadow has disappeared again!"
"Are you a human or a ghost?!"
"Aaaaaah, I'll fight you to the death!"
After firing five rounds, the spare magazines had long been emptied, and the shell casings scattered all over the ground were a joke to the two men.
The second-in-command couldn't resist rushing forward, drawing his tactical dagger, ready to slit his throat.
Extreme fear breeds madness.
The deputy was on the verge of collapse; he didn't know what other means they had to deal with this monster.
If firearms are useless, what else can they use?
Then we have no choice but to fight to the death...
Gao Ang neither advanced nor retreated, nor uttered a sound, but watched helplessly as the dagger slowly approached his neck.
When the blade was 0.00001 cm away from his skin, Gao Ang took a slight step back, or rather, he didn't actually move backward; he just slightly constricted his throat.
The black-lustered alloy dagger, after slicing through a sharp gust of wind, missed its target.
The assistant stabbed again with a backhand, aiming directly at Gao Yang's heart.
"He is truly a desperate man; every strike is aimed at a vital spot."
Gao Ang dodged to the right, avoiding the attack again, while still muttering to himself.
After missing his target twice, the second-in-command did not stop, continuing his hysterical attack. It was a completely unrestrained attack, a one-for-one exchange, with absolutely no intention of defense.
"That's enough. If you keep acting like this, I'm going to fight back."
Gao Ang frowned, dodging his deputy's fierce attacks time and time again, and spoke up to warn him.
"Fight back, you bastard! I'm going to kill you! Die!"
With a clang, the deputy was stunned.
Because the knife landed squarely on Gao Yang's chest, just as he had hoped.
However, he did not experience the familiar satisfying sensation of a dagger piercing flesh, because he did not feel the resistance of the blade cutting through muscle and penetrating fiber.
It hit the mark, but it felt like it had hit solid air.
Why is it called air?
Because he saw that the tip of the dagger was still some distance from the shirt.
This distance is neither small nor large, about 2 cm.
It was those 2cm that made it impossible for his dagger to penetrate even a fraction of a centimeter further.
The deputy was stunned; this situation was completely beyond his comprehension.
If bullets can't hit people, they can still use holographic projections to fool themselves.
But this living, breathing person, standing right in front of him, having actually been stabbed, couldn't even break through his defenses...
You can say you're wearing a stab-proof vest, or even if you put a steel plate inside, I can understand.
But what's with this 2cm invisible wall?
Is it really like in the movie "Independence Day," with protective shields?
The moment the deputy had this thought, Gao Ang slapped him unconscious.
"You're too kind!"
After glancing at his deputy lying motionless at his feet, Gao Ang turned his gaze to the guy with the scar on his nose.
"What, trying to run away?"
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