Five seconds to consider?
Please consider carefully?
General Buckler was about to go crazy. His anger was like an awakened Mount Kilimanjaro that was about to erupt.
The arrogant young man in front of him must not have fully understood his true identity.
In the territory of Tagana, no one dared to ask him, General Buckler, to consider anything within a time limit.
"Is that so? Then I'll give you a choice." General Buckler stared at Ye Qing fiercely. "Within five seconds, you and General Maups release my three men and compensate me for the loss of 10 million USD."
Following his words, the group of miscellaneous armed personnel standing behind General Buckler had already placed their hands on the safety switches of their AKs.
The reason he could endure for so long was entirely because of General Mopu's face.
One of them ruled the western territory of Nigeria, and the other was in the territory of Tagana. Usually, because there was no conflict of interest, the relationship between the two was not too cold. It was basically impossible for them to enter a standoff without even greeting each other upon meeting.
It was also because of General Mopu's attitude of not recognizing him that made him even angrier.
Seeing this scene, General Maups immediately gestured with his hands behind his back. The bodyguards were all tensed up. As long as there was the slightest movement on the scene, they would mercilessly tear the other party to pieces.
Time passed little by little. Five seconds was just a few breaths.
"Five seconds are up."
Ye Qing took a few steps back, and the Master Metal Experts who were standing on both sides immediately replaced him, guarding Ye Qing behind them.
Ye Qing said with a slightly regretful tone, "It seems that you choose not to cooperate, and will not compensate."
The surrounding air, which was already hostile, instantly froze.
General Buckler's originally fierce expression was a little stunned. Is this young man crazy?
"No one dares to provoke my majesty." General Buckler decided to throw caution to the wind. He wanted to teach this group of foreigners a lesson.
He just wanted to raise his hand, but he couldn't.
General Buckler made a mistake.
The young man in front of him did not seem to be a threat at all, but anger had clouded his mind.
If he could calm down and carefully analyze and think about the technology inside the goshawk that was shot down by his subordinates. Unlike General Maups, he had a tough attitude to the end. He might even be able to guess the identity of the young man in front of him.
There was no time. General Buckler was just about to raise his hand. He suddenly felt a boom in his mind, as if something unexpected had happened in the blink of an eye.
When his consciousness returned, he found that he was already flying in the air.
Just now, standing a meter in front of him, there were two Chinese men with cold faces. One of them was still in the posture of raising his leg high.
He was sent flying by a lightning-fast kick like a cheetah pouncing on its prey.
Before he could land on the ground, his consciousness that had just returned was instantly frightened out of its wits by an earth-shattering sound that descended from the sky.
In midair, he saw a line of fire as hot as magma, pouring down from the middle of a black shadow. When he landed, the line of magma fire had already scattered straight behind him.
The whistling sound of the line of fire seemed to be mixed with the roar of death.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
General Buckler and his subordinates' first reaction was to curl up on the ground and hold their heads.
Under their terrified gazes, the row of dozens of pickup trucks and a few off-road vehicles behind them suddenly turned into paper paste. The line of fire swept across the top of the convoy, and the convoy instantly fell apart. Flames and smoke splattered everywhere.
General Buckler finally understood that the line of magma fire was made up of oversized bombs.
The density of these bombs that shot down from the sky was so high that they could form a straight line of fire.
The bombs landed on the ground, and the earth trembled. Their convoy was completely torn into countless pieces by this line of fire. Amid the rising flames and thick smoke, General Buckler and his miscellaneous subordinates panicked as if they had seen the arrival of death.
Under their incredulous gazes, a black aircraft that was estimated to be 30 meters long and dozens of meters wide tore through the rising black smoke and appeared above their heads like a king descending to the world.
No one could describe this shocking scene. As soon as the black aircraft stuck to the sky above the miscellaneous troops, the powerful wake generated by the four thrusters blew them into floating grass in the wind.
Other than Ye Qing, all the personal guards, including General Maups, chose to squat on the ground.
This sudden attack that fell from the sky, even if the target was more than 20 meters away from them, still scared them to the point of being at a loss.
Fortunately, they recognized the black aircraft and knew that it belonged to Monster Industries. That was why they resisted the urge to flee in all directions.
At this time, some of the miscellaneous troops on General Buckler's side, who had been blown around by the violent airflow, finally reacted. In their panic, they raised the weapons in their hands and fired at the aircraft that blocked the sun above their heads without caring about anything else.
DING! DING! DING!
After a burst of sparks, the aircraft was naturally unscathed. On the contrary, the ricocheting bullets that hit the indestructible shell and bounced back added a few more unlucky people to the crowd below for free.
After General Maups came back to his senses, he hurriedly ordered the personal guards to disarm the ignorant miscellaneous troops.
…
When they arrived, General Buckler was in high spirits.
Now, General Buckler's hands were tied behind his back with his belt.
The group of cartoonists shrank under the minibus one by one. They were both scared and excited.
Living in Hua Xia, who had seen such a scene that was no less than a war blockbuster?
However, the scene this time was a little too big. It made them feel like they were sleepwalking for a while.
A moment ago, they were still trembling under the threat of three border inspectors. As a result, as soon as Ye Qing arrived, the three border inspectors were directly sentenced to life imprisonment. Even the reinforcements they had brought over — the local warlord who looked too ostentatious — were scared silly by the aircraft that fell from the sky.
Of course, they would not admit that they were almost scared to death. They felt that today was the most exciting day in their 20 or 30 years of life.
Chen Qiuqiu, a beautiful manga artist with a small reputation in China, looked at Ye Qing with eyes full of obsession. Cartoonists were usually good at creating heroic male protagonists. However, until today, Chen Qiuqiu found that reality was always more exciting than manga.
A "male protagonist" that she didn't even dare to think about appeared in front of her.
"That … that aircraft, it looks like the Banshee Flight we took."
"It's not like, it's definitely. Look at the four thrusters. Except for Monster Industries, which company can make such an aircraft? "Qin Feizhuo was trembling beside the minibus. He was excited and nervous.
Another girl kept biting her finger. "He's so handsome!"
The male cartoonists didn't speak. They were staring at Ye Qing's back with eyes full of worship.
Now, Ye Qing and General Maups were condescendingly looking at General Buckler, who was tied up. Under the two's gaze, the latter was slowly falling into a silent and huge abyss of tension.
In the end, General Buckler chose to break the silence. He wailed, "I … I will compensate. Six million dollars, no less, as long as you let me go."
"It's too late." Ye Qing had no intention of letting him go.
The conflict had already been settled. Even if the Banshee Flight landed from the sky, it didn't directly aim at the crowd with its defensive machine gun. It just swept their transportation into a pile of broken iron. But in the later attack, a few unlucky people were hit by the ricocheting bullets.
Whether those people could survive or not was a problem. There were also the three who dared to rob the valuables of their compatriots. They must be severely punished.
If they were spared, they would certainly not be willing to take it lying down.
"Split them up and lock them up to mine until we're done with the mining."
This was the simplest and most crude method. Ye Qing didn't have the time or the mood to pay attention to the warlords' relationships in this land.
What kind of political turmoil will occur in the local area if General Buckler is taken to mining has no effect on Ye Qing.
"Yes." General Maups immediately raised his chest.
He took out the gemstone dagger that symbolized power again. He placed the dagger on General Buckler's shoulder and announced again with a smile, "Now, as the Supreme Governor of the Anute Special District, I declare you …"
The appearance of the dagger made General Buckler furious. He roared, "Maups, do you know the consequences of locking me up?"
"You are the King of the West. Are you so willing to be a hyena for foreigners?"
General Maups raised the dagger and slapped General Buckler's face. He said solemnly, "Mr. Ye is the real king of the West."
"You are the hyena. Only hyenas are stupid enough to anger the dignity of the Prairie King."
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