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- Half an hour later, the armed convoy arrived at an open space outside the dark clouds.
All the militants got out of the car and looked at the heavy rain area shrouded in dark clouds in shock.
It¡¯s amazing.
??Inside the dark clouds, heavy rain pours.
Outside Wu Yun, the sun is shining brightly.
This is a miracle.
The militants began to commotion. It seemed that someone mentioned the man of God, which made others uneasy.
Although I carry a gun to fight, this is something forced by life and there is no way.
But if mortals were allowed to blaspheme the gods, even those who dared to kill people would feel frightened and would not dare to think of that idea easily.
The warlord leader of the militants was also dumbfounded with a cigar in his mouth.
The two helicopters he sent out were to investigate what kind of god-man appeared in this generation.
Because this godman gathered a large number of black people, this made him uneasy.
He is the king of this generation, and he is the boss. Anyone who dares to provoke will be severely suppressed.
So he sent helicopters to scare the black people, hoping to destroy the person with evil intentions who used gods to confuse black people.
But what he saw now made his heart skip a beat.
There is really no scientific basis for the scene in front of me.
Under such a bright sun, a huge dark cloud strangely gathered in the sky, covering dozens of miles. Then, under this dark cloud, it rained continuously.
At this moment, the rainwater had flowed down to his feet along the small gully washed out.
I touched it with my hand and found that it was indeed water. There is no fake.
So what¡¯s going on with this dark cloud? Are there really gods?
The warlord boss was silent for a moment, then shook his head suddenly, his eyes becoming firm.
Impossible. How can there really be any gods in this world? They are all false. They are fabricated by people to appease people's hearts. They cannot really exist at all.
In this world, science is the last word.
He touched the pistol on his waist. The warlord boss felt courageous again.
The gun is a product of science and can dominate all living things.
To put it bluntly, guns are the real gods. The bullet is the wrath of the gods.
At that moment, the warlord boss showed a fierce look in his eyes, turned around and began to summon his men.
Soon, the militants gathered together. Looking at the leader silently.
From the eyes of his subordinates. The leader saw the awe and he was dissatisfied.
Because he felt that this awe was not for himself, but for the dark clouds behind him, and for the illusory god.
The reason why the warlord leader can be the leader is not only because he has money and guns, but also because he is ruthless.
The warlord leader did not explain anything, he strolled up to a young subordinate. Asked: "Do you think there are gods in this world?"
The young subordinate looked at the boss timidly and said weakly: "I believe in being fooled"
Bang.
A crisp gunshot interrupted the young man's words.
It was the gun fired by the warlord leader.
The muzzle of the gun is still smoking. But the young subordinate fell to the ground, with blood pouring from his brows, and his eyes wide open in a daze. I don't seem to understand why I have to die even if I say something.
The other subordinates were also dumbfounded. They all looked at the warlord leader blankly. The awe in their eyes made the warlord leader very satisfied.
Because this time he felt that these young men were in awe of him.
Very good, as the boss, this is what you want.
After blowing the gun slowly, the warlord leader said calmly: "Young men, I have some good news for you. I also have the protection of the gods."
The militants were stunned.
What? Have you also been protected by gods? Are you kidding, how did we not know?
The warlord leader raised his gun seriously and said: "This is my god. It makes me strong, makes me rich, and makes me worry-free about food and clothing. It is my god."
Looking at the pistol of the warlord leader, the militants were speechless.
Are guns considered gods?
"Don't believe it. When we stand on this land, the only thing we can trust is the gun in our hands, because it can guarantee our lives. Therefore, treat your guns as the gods you believe in. In this way, you can Live happily."
It has to be said that warlord leaders also have a way of deceiving people.
Although the logic sounds strange.But when used in Africa, it is a wise saying.
They can occupy one side and be free and happy, don¡¯t they just rely on the guns in their hands?
If there were no guns, what would be the difference between them now and those black people wandering around waiting to die?
Therefore, the gun is their god and their protection.
"Gods."
The clever young man immediately raised his gun and cheered loudly.
Someone takes the lead, and others naturally follow, and then the calls of the gods are heard endlessly.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The timidity in their hearts that was frightened by the dark clouds and heavy rain in front of them disappeared instantly.
Seeing that his men had regained their morale and turned into lovely warriors capable of fighting, the warlord leader was satisfied.
He raised his gun and said loudly: "Now, I want to conquer this weird place. I want to see what is inside. Who is willing to check it for me."
¡°I¡¯m going, I¡¯m going, I¡¯m going!¡±
The militants loudly called for war, and their morale was high.
The warlord leader immediately pointed out the loudest shouters among them, called them out, and said seriously: "Go, boys, this is a special combat mission. As long as you complete this mission, I will give it to you when I come back." A reward of one thousand dollars each.¡±
How much is one thousand dollars? Converted to RMB, it's only over 6,000 yuan. It¡¯s just a month¡¯s salary for a white-collar worker.
But for the African people, this money is a lot of money, a heavy reward, and the basis for a free and unrestrained life.
Therefore, the selected warriors became even more excited. Each one of them was full of momentum. Even if there was an enemy ambushing deep in the heavy rain, they were willing to rush forward and fight.
And those militants who were not selected all had envious and jealous eyes, secretly blaming themselves for their bad luck for not getting this mission.
Under the expectant eyes of the warlord leader and the jealous eyes of other companions, the selected warriors set off.
Wearing raincoats and carrying loaded guns, they walked into the rain curtain with high spirits and walked towards the depths of the heavy rain.
As long as you investigate the situation inside, there will be a reward of one thousand dollars for each person.
? Simple tasks, high rewards.
They are fearless.
But when they walked less than a hundred meters into the rain curtain, several thunder and lightning suddenly fell.
There was a flash of lightning, and several excited militants fell down. Then an old black man came over with a group of strong black men and looked at the fallen militants angrily.
The old black man said coldly: "Take them back and wait for the judgment of the gods."
"yes!"
The strong black men lifted the fallen militants up and walked deep into the rain.
And this scene, because of the torrential rain and the darkness under the clouds, the militants outside could not see it. What they saw was just a flash of lightning. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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