For Pannu Islands near the equator, there was no significant difference between winter and summer.
The sea breeze from the South Pacific Ocean carried with it the unique saltiness of the sea. It swayed the green palm leaves and the lonely smoke signal …
War.
No one would have thought that this independent country would be shrouded in the shadow of war.
No one could remember who had fired the first shot.
The Liberal Party used the funds from "unknown forces" as well as the conventional weapons purchased from UA arms dealers to quickly arm a five hundred people anti-government force.
The original plan was to start the uprising at the end of March. The force would be divided into two groups. One group would attack Johnny's mansion while the other group would take over the presidential palace to end President Edward's corrupt rule and support the new regime.
But reality proved that they were too naïve.
The uprising did not go well from the beginning. The Liberal Party used the generous funds as well as the people's extreme disappointment towards the Pannu government to gather a like-minded force in a short period of time. But due to the large number of people and the chaotic management of the organization, the Pannu government seemed to have received the news ahead of time. Almost at the same time the uprising broke out, the military quickly responded.
The riot first broke out in the capital of Pannu Islands, Coro City. The anti-government soldiers in camouflage with masks printed with the logo of the new state-owned enterprise on their faces carried M4A1 as they engaged in a fierce battle with the uniformed government forces in the suburbs.
Then they were forced to retreat by the government forces.
The result was completely out of the Liberal Party's expectations.
They originally thought that when the gunshots were fired, the government forces would join their side and join under the flag of justice.
But they obviously miscalculated.
The government troops fired a hail of bullets, and the chess players carrying the new flag were immediately spilled blood on the street. Then, the armored vehicles rushed into the streets, and the .50 caliber heavy machine gun fired at the insurgents. Chunks of concrete and broken limbs flew everywhere.
Although the government forces only had one hundred people, they were all professional soldiers. Even if they used the same UA equipment, the combat ability of the two sides was on a completely different level. Especially when other than light weapons, the government forces also had armored vehicles and tanks!
It was a massacre.
Instead of inspiring courage for the insurgents, the new flag became a symbol for the government to distinguish between friend and foe. The direct attack strategy was wrong from the start. Although the Liberal Party's idea was deeply rooted in the hearts of every Pannu citizen, they still overestimated their influence and combat power. In modern warfare, numbers were not the deciding factor in victory.
Blood flowed from the door of the presidential palace to the north coast of Coro Island. The insurgents attacking the presidential palace were forced to retreat. The smarter ones tore off the masks with the new flag on their faces and pretended to be civilians. However, the slower ones were forced out of the suburbs by the firepower and forced to jump into the sea at the northern end of Coro Island.
The scarlet blood more or less calmed those impassioned young men down. Although ideals were important, life was equally precious. In the face of an opponent they could not defeat, they could not muster up the will to resist with their lives.
On the other side of the battlefield, the group of people attacking Johnny's Villa had also suffered a heavy setback …
Sparks flashed, and the metal shell peeled off.
A Caucasian man in a bulletproof vest leaned against the wall and maintained a professional crouching position. He held the SCAR assault rifle in his hand and accurately eliminated the mob across the street.
"Headshot, the fifth one." With the cigarette in his mouth, Aubrey grinned. He adjusted the muzzle and continued to press the trigger. "Now the sixth one … you lost."
“Shit。” The black man in front of another window cursed as he felt heartache for the 200 USD he lost.
The rioters with M-series rifles were no different than monkeys with fire sticks. Without any military training, they couldn't even use the cover around them to cover the crossfire.
"What's the situation outside?" Johnny walked behind the two and carefully looked out the window.
He used to think he was brave. Once, for half a pound of marijuana, he even took out a pistol and fought with another gang on the streets of Los Santos. But this bravery didn't seem to be useful on the battlefield. It was the first time he felt such fear as he looked at the flying cement.
Aubrey spat out the cigarette in his mouth and grinned. "Don't worry, boss. Even if there are a hundred more of them, they will only be targets. "
As he spoke, the heavy machine gun on the roof spewed out bullets and nailed a dozen rioters who tried to climb into the mansion from the side to the ground.
"Like this." Aubrey raised his thumb and pointed to another window on the side as he spoke to Johnny in a relaxed tone.
They were mercenaries from Australia. Before they retired, they served in the Australian special forces. Now, they received a high salary of 5000 USD per month to protect the safety of the UA tycoon.
Johnny let out a sigh of relief and continued to sit back on the sofa, but he quickly stood up again.
There was a bottle of Australian yellow kangaroo wine on the table. Although the cap was opened, he didn't drink a single drop of the wine due to his restlessness.
"Boss, maybe you need to relax." The black man with the rifle comforted him with a smile, revealing his white teeth.
It was too easy for them to take care of this group of rioters.
"Sh * t, of course I know." Sitting back on the sofa, Johnny grabbed the glass, grabbed the bottle, and poured himself a glass of wine.
But because his arm was trembling, he poured the scarlet liquid onto his hand.
"What a waste." The black man reluctantly moved his eyes away from the bottle and put his attention back on the scope of the assault rifle.
"Don't change the topic, watch your position."
"Okay, boss."
The mercenaries didn't understand why the boss was so fearful. The rioters didn't have the slightest threat. Although they launched a powerful assault on the mansion, they were quickly stopped by the heavy machine gun on the roof.
In a while, the government force's support would arrive. Johnny was a star entrepreneur in Pannu Islands, and the money Edward took from him was at least ten million USD.
But only Johnny knew that the money wasn't his, but it was given by a man named Robert.
At first, he didn't feel it was inappropriate at all. He took the bundles of dollars and did business, bribed, and did whatever he wanted under Robert's instructions. As Johnny International's business grew bigger and bigger, the entire economy of Pannu Islands was almost monopolized by him.
At this point, Robert's order was no longer something he could listen to. At least, that was what he thought. To put it bluntly, there was no loan relationship between them. Even without Robert's support, Johnny International could still operate normally.
And once the development area contracted by Linhua Group was completed, Pannu Islands' tourism industry would skyrocket, and Johnny International would earn a fortune.
But two days ago, a phone call woke him up from his dream.
"Two days later, the Liberal Party will start an uprising," Robert told him on the phone that day.
"That's impossible, they are just a group of underground people without money or power." Johnny remembered he refuted without hesitation.
"Is that so? I'm just reminding you, it's up to you whether you want to listen or not. "
Robert hung up the phone after he finished his sentence.
At first, Johnny didn't think it was a big deal, but then he felt uneasy. He told Edward that he heard from an employee that the Liberal Party was planning an uprising …
He didn't expect the uprising to actually happen!
The power of the rioters was weak, so weak that his bodyguards didn't suffer any casualties before they were blocked outside the wall. As to the bullet holes on the wall, it was only a few thousand USD, his loss was nothing …
But what scared Johnny wasn't this, but everything was under the control of the man named Robert.
How did he know there would be an uprising? Wasn't that guy in Los Santos? Dammit.
Confusion and fear intertwined in his mind. He didn't care about the bright red wine on his pants as he took a swig from the glass.
The blood red liquid slid down the corner of his mouth, along his neck, and over his collar.
"Ha!"
With a swing of his hand, he smashed the glass against the wall.
“Shit！ Shit！ Sh * t —! " Johnny cursed as he stood up from the leather sofa and walked down the stairs.
"What's wrong with the boss?" The black man glanced at the stairs and cursed in a small voice.
"Battlefield anxiety? I remember new soldiers always have it when they go to the battlefield for the first time, "the bodyguard who didn't say anything said in a small voice.
Aubrey didn't speak. His sight was still locked 500 meters away. The crosshair of the holographic scope locked onto a rioter that staggered as he ran away.
The man already dropped his weapon, but Aubrey didn't plan to let him go.
"The thirteenth one," Aubrey said with a hideous smile as he buckled down the board.
Johnny went down the stairs and went straight to the basement of the mansion.
There were four women in films locked up here. Their skin color was different, and their identities were also different. Three of them were locals, and the blonde one was a reporter from New Zealand. She had only been here for less than a week.
They wore blindfolds and masks and were locked in cages. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the dying body began to struggle, followed by a begging whimper and the clanking sound of the chains.
Johnny panted as he unbuckled the belt on his pants. He just wanted to vent all his anxiety into his hormones.
"Sh * t, little bitches …"
The phone suddenly rang and startled the excited Johnny.
He took out the phone and was just about to throw the phone on the wall when he saw the caller on the screen.
His fingers began to tremble as he instinctively wanted to hang up the phone.
But after struggling for a moment, he swallowed his saliva and slowly pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
"You picked up the phone? I thought you would hang up, "Robert mocked.
"Sh * t, what the fu * k do you want to say?" Johnny didn't have the submissive attitude he had when he first came to Pannu Islands as he cursed back in a rude manner.
"Did you drink?"
"…"
"No wonder you are an Irish man living in a wine barrel," Robert sneered, cleared his throat, and said, "Let's be serious. If you want to live, do as I say now. There is a boat on the north coast of Coro Island. Get on it and it will take you to Western Australia. You will live a rich and ordinary life there. "
For a while, there was no response from the other side.
Robert paused and moved the phone away to take a look.
He didn't know when, but the phone was already hung up.
"This idiot."
Robert shook his head with a smile as he ignored the guy and called Jiang Chen.
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