Chapter 4000: Hasty Escape

What Freeman relied on were the members of the Black Dragon Clan around him. They assisted Freeman in completing many difficult tasks.

The last time Rost failed, it had a lot to do with the existence of these people. The people of the Black Dragon Clan sneaked into his base and had already figured out the situation of his base, so Freeman knew it like the back of his hand.

Rost lost before this battle started. The situation of the camp and the firepower configuration were completely exposed to Freeman's eyes, so Freeman would solve this battle so quickly.

If Rost was successfully rescued, then if this Rost wanted to fight against Freeman, he would definitely be afraid of these masters around Freeman. At this time, telling Rost that Xu Qiang actually had this kind of people around him, Rost would definitely increase his confidence.

"That's all I can think of. I'll ask you to go and make a trip to see what to do next. We must take down Rost. Only with Rost's help can we win this battle."

Duan Zhisheng naturally had no doubts. For Xu Qiang's future, he was willing to go on this trip. Being a lobbyist was not in line with his personality.

He liked the most direct means. Since Xu Qiang was in danger this time, as a master, he must take action and do everything he can and should do.

"In addition, the most important thing is morale. Xu Qiang, do you have any solution?"

Xu Qiang was the leader of the mercenary group. This kind of work should be done by him. Solving the morale problem seemed difficult, especially when the war was about to break out, and everyone had a stone in their hearts.

He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. Xu Qiang calmed himself down first. Only in this way could he think about the problem. After a few minutes, the cigarette burned to the end.

"In order to solve the morale problem, I will lead the mercenary group to implement the annexation plan in advance and clean up the nearby mercenary groups."

Originally, this plan was planned to be carried out a week later. In order to keep everyone's morale, the plan had to be carried out in advance, he said immediately.

"Morale is not spoken, but done personally. Only in battle will they forget their fear and move forward bravely. Once people are idle, they will have wild thoughts."

"You think the same as me, so we will implement this plan, but the content of the plan can only be known by the few of us present, and no news can be disclosed to outsiders."

In order to keep it secret, Perod must do a good job of confidentiality. He has already smelled the smell of rebellion in the mercenary group.

As for who will rebel and who will stay and hold on, it is difficult to draw a conclusion now. Perod only hopes that the Cold Sword Mercenary Group can survive this storm.

Only after this battle can they continue to survive in the mercenary world and compete for the first position. They are already on the cliff. If they are not careful, they will fall into the abyss and be crushed to pieces.

On the other side, a rainstorm came at night. The heavy rain seemed to fall from the sky. A dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the sky in half.

In this kind of weather, no one would go out and find a place to shelter from the rain, but for those who are fleeing, there is no chance to stop. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, they must continue to move forward.

A military jeep, the wipers can no longer wipe the rain off the windshield. Soon the rain gathers again. The car is walking hard on a muddy path, and the splashing mud blocks the view.

The headlights emit a pale light, illuminating the situation ahead. The muddy road is full of gathered rain. This jeep with strong off-road capabilities still slips on the wheels when driving on it.

The outer body of the car was full of bullet holes. The bullets hit it and tore the iron sheet. At this moment, the two people sitting in the car tried to lift a dead body in the car, pushed open the back door, and threw the body out.

They fled all the way. From more than 200 people at the beginning, there are only four left now. Not long ago, the pursuers caught up with them and shot the people sitting in the car to death. The bullets penetrated the iron sheet and pierced the chest.

Although there was still a breath left at that time, at this time, who would have the heart to treat people? They could only wait until the person died and throw the body out of the car. This was considered to be the most righteous and righteous, and everything that should be done had been done.

Rost was half lying in the car. He never thought that his fame would end up like this. It didn't matter if he lost to others, but because of his carelessness, he lost to Freeman, a sinister and despicable villain.

Indeed, he likes to live a comfortable life. There are missions to take, money to earn, and women to sleep with. These are enough for Lai Shui. There is nothing worth him to continue to struggle. He also deeply understands a truth.

It is not easy to be the first, just like Sauron. Unless you have absolute means to keep this position, it is better to live a stable life. When you sit in the first position, you will find that many opponents will emerge around you.

It is because of this kind of thinking and life that Rost is careless and attracts the invasion of Fremen. In the end, he was defeated and ended up here. He was fleeing everywhere, and the Fremen's pursuers were still chasing him.

"Damn Freeman, my mercenary group has been destroyed by you, are you still unwilling to give me a way out!"

At this moment, Rost wanted to find Freeman himself and ask him loudly, what else do you want? Do you really want to kill everyone?

Rost is old, not in terms of age, but in his heart he has become an old man. He thinks that if he doesn't fight others, others won't have any thoughts about him. It's really pitiful and sad.

He hasn't rested for three consecutive days. He has been fleeing everywhere, circling in the desert, running on the grassland, and finally came to this place. There are fewer and fewer people around him. Now there are only a few left, waiting to be buried with him.

More than 200 people died on the road, and the bodies were thrown away at will. The pursuers still didn't give up the idea of ​​killing him. Rost wanted to live, but this hope in his heart was obviously becoming more and more slim.

He held a pistol in his hand. This gun has been with him for many years and has always been invincible. Now it has ended like this. Is he going to commit suicide by shooting himself?