Chapter 815: Evil Massacre

West Africa, the east coast of the Atlantic Ocean, northeast Nigeria, the shore of Lake Chad, the small town of Baga.

In Nigeria with a time difference of nine hours, the sky had just dawned when Yang Ji suddenly opened his eyes, got up with a grunt, and looked outside the abandoned warehouse where they were hiding.

The figures of several green bandits stood out in the darkness.

Green bandit is Yang Ji's name for these evil people summoned by Kalb. Green bandit is simple and clear, and there is really nothing more suitable for them than this word.

If Nan Ming saw Yang Ji at this time, he would be shocked by his embarrassment at this time.

His powered exoskeleton had already been taken off and was given to a mercenary beside him to wear it, and his shoulder was injured, so he just bandaged it indiscriminately, and didn't even treat the wound seriously.

Ever since he was attacked by the green bandit army driven by Kalbu in the Democratic Republic of the Congo and robbed Elke, Yang Ji, who learned that Chen Wei was coming, was unwilling to let Elke escape from his hands and pursued him all the way.

Then Chen Wei was also involved in this pursuit, and in a short while, he had already crossed several countries, from Central Africa all the way to Nigeria in West Africa.

Several times during the period, Chen Wei considered that there had already been casualties on his side, and thought it was not worth continuing to pursue, but Yang Ji was unwilling to give up and gritted his teeth all the way here.

In a few days, it crossed one-third of Africa, from the east of the Democratic Republic of the Congo to the east of Nigeria. The ultra-high-intensity pursuit during this process almost made those poorly trained policemen vomit blood, let alone faced with The green bandit is a monster.

Chen Wei is a criminal policeman at heart, although he is a policeman, but in fact they rely on their brains for food, never rely on their bodies, so they have already planned to leave.

But Yang Ji was unwilling to give up, and planned to go deep alone. Although Chen Wei didn't like Yang Ji, Yang Ji was Nanming's subordinate after all, and he couldn't just watch Yang Ji fall into crisis.

"Ask Xiao Ming for help." The enemy he was facing was someone with authority like Karb. Nan Ming felt that even if Yang Ji failed once, there was nothing embarrassing about it. Chen Wei knew how powerful Nan Ming was, and he believed in Lazy God Technology even more. technology that can give them a powerful advantage.

"No!" Yang Ji was extremely stubborn, resolutely refusing to ask Nan Ming for help.

Chen Wei was puzzled, of course he didn't know that Yang Ji at this time was actually already a person with authority.

Yang Ji, who was given the authority of "fear" by Nan Ming himself, probably the last thing he wants to see is Nan Ming's disappointed eyes.

Kalb is a person with authority, and he is also a person with authority.

"Evil Call" is strong, but his "fear" is not weak. Nan Ming gave him the power of fear, but he still can't deal with a little Kalb?

There is no such reason!

However, he also had his own reasons, and asked Chen Wei: "Are you going to dirty Mr. Nan's hands, or Mr. Nan's eyes?"

Chen Wei was also silent. What he saw along the way, the actions of these green bandits were really dirty and evil. Chen Wei's feelings for Nan Ming, whether it was his brother or his father, Nan Ming Ming's real father is sometimes more like a friend of Nan Ming's who forgets to make friends with each other. On the contrary, Chen Wei is more like playing the role of a strict father in the process of Nan Ming's growth.

Although Nan Ming has always been very obedient, he didn't have to slap him a few times.

But he was also a little proud in front of Nanming, subconsciously unwilling to ask Nanming for help like this, and even less willing to be exposed to these dirty things.

Yang Ji had such a high-sounding reason, so he could only persist for a while, but ended up in the current situation.

At this time, Chen Wei, the only fortunate thing is that he let most of the policemen who acted with him leave, and only brought a few trusted people to follow Yang Ji, otherwise... I am afraid that the casualties will be so great that Chen Wei couldn't even cry.

Changing shifts with Yang Ji, Chen Wei ate up the last box of military rations, and was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, when he heard a noise coming from outside.

"Let's go! Let's go!" There was a sudden green light outside. Looking through the gap in the window, there were so many green bandits outside that it could reflect a small half of the sky into green.

Among those green bandits, more than a dozen captives were pointed at by guns, squatting there with a dispirited expression.

One of the big guys was particularly conspicuous. It was Bomb, one of the former leaders of the bullet mercenary group. Those people were all Yang Ji's soldiers.

Yang Ji got the fear authority, and was also assigned to develop overseas markets. Yang Ji himself knew that he was actually exiled by Nanming.

Yang Ji's blackening, Yang Jin's moral bottom line wandering on the edge, are incompatible with Nan Ming's ideas, always suppressing himself by Nan Ming's side, Yang Ji also feels very painful, so it is better to stay away from each other.

And guns and bullets, who were originally wandering on the edge of morality and subdued by Yang Ji's fearful authority, became Yang Ji's team and fought the world with him.

Because most of the mercenaries are wanted in the United States, Yang Ji chose Africa as his first stop, a continent that is still desolate, corrupt, dilapidated, and backward, but full of gold.

There are abundant natural resources here, as well as a large number of poor black people who are lazy, lazy, and seem to never be able to rise to the top of the world by their own strength.

What Yang Ji likes most is that the legal effect here is almost extremely low, and the cost of crime is even pitifully low. He can use his power of fear to recruit soldiers and horses, and even close the door to become a local king. On the mainland, use your own strength to build a kingdom. When Nanming comes, he can entertain him like an emperor, and say to him proudly: "I have the final say here, you can do whatever you want , Morality, rationality and laws, don’t care about anything..."

Here, Nan Ming can have wives and concubines in groups, kill people for fun, live in extravagance and evil, and do whatever he wants.

It can also make Nan Ming look at him differently.

Yang Ji thinks this is his paradise.

Until now, after seeing too much evil and cruelty, he began to feel that he was too naive back then.

Each of the green bandits evilly summoned by Karb can be compared to the bullet mercenaries who wear second-generation bones and have been trained in the Lazy Gym, and their number is outrageous.

Yang Ji even wondered why there are so many evil people in this world, and he himself is evil enough, but in fact, they are not enough to be evilly summoned by Kalbu.

For the first time, he felt that he was not as dark, evil, or bad as he thought.

Facing the tide of green bandits, the elite team around him, those who died, those who were captured were captured. If it weren't for the green bandits who didn't want to kill him, Yang Ji would have died long ago.

Now he understands that this is the site of Boko Haram, the terrorist organization with the largest number of people in the world, and this Islamic extremist base camp is simply like a breeding ground for evil people, with extremely distorted teachings and fundamentals. The real evil is not to think that atrocities are evil, but to take them for granted as ideals.

What he didn't know was that next, he would face an even more sinister choice.

Elke stood proudly among the green bandits. He glanced in the direction of the warehouse with some pride, then waved his hands and shouted something. Behind him, a group of black men in robes were pushed out.

These people include men and women, old and young, and even children. These people are all residents of the small town of Baga.

Elke led the green bandits and drove them to the open space in front of the warehouse, then gave each of them a gun, and pointed in the direction of the warehouse.

There was a "snap" shot, but it was an elderly black man in a robe who shot Elke.

A flower of blood exploded on Elke's cheek. He tilted his head back, then slowly turned back, raised his hand and shot the old black man in the head.

On his cheeks, the muscles squirmed, and the entire face was quickly repaired.

Elke in the state of evil summoning, almost any damage, will recover extremely quickly. Although it is at the cost of overdrawing their lives, their lives are not worth mentioning to Calb.

The Baga residents who saw this scene were all shocked, and everything in front of them completely overturned their understanding.

Baga, a small and miserable city, has been massacred by terrorist organizations many times in the past ten years. In the Baga massacre just half a year ago, nearly 2,000 people were even massacred! This can be said to be the biggest terrorist attack in recent years, but the Nigerian government, which only knows how to fight, even tried to cover up the attack.

And this small city, just after recovering a little bit of vitality, ushered in a new round of suffering.

Then Yang Ji saw a strange smile on Elke's face, and then he heard Elke say: "If you don't want to die, pick up the gun and kill the heretics in the warehouse, or I will kill all the heretics." Everyone in the town!"

Is the life of a loved one, a child, a parent, a brother more important, or the life of a stranger heretic?

Facing these monsters with green light that couldn't be killed by guns, the residents of Baga turned around and looked in the direction of the warehouse.

Yang Ji felt that beside him, Chen Wei's body was trembling.

He also knew that Chen Wei must have realized what these people were planning to do.

Slaughter these innocent villagers, or allow yourself to be killed by the enemy?

If he chooses to kill these innocent villagers, will he also become an evil person, and will he become the object of Karb's evil call?

but if……

Chen Wei smiled wryly and put down the gun.

He didn't expect that he would die in this place, but deep in his heart, there is a persistence that is more important than life. When he aspired to become a policeman, he swore to protect the bottom line.

In the past, this insistence was limited to his own country and his own people.

But now he no longer just belongs to a country or a nation.

He can't give up this bottom line just because of his own life.

"If Mr. Nan is here, what will you do?" Yang Ji suddenly asked Chen Wei.

Chen Wei was startled, if Nan Ming was here, would he still be able to hold his own bottom line, would he rather sacrifice himself than take action against these civilians?

Then he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, his head sank suddenly, and his consciousness sank uncontrollably.

The last scene he saw was that Yang Ji seemed to be mad, waving a blind stick and rushing into the crowd.

After all, his physical fitness is extremely strong. Yang Ji's palm only made him lose consciousness for a few minutes. When he struggled out of the darkness, he saw stumps and broken arms all over the ground. Under the protection of Ke and a few green bandits, Calbu's panic-stricken eyes, and Yang Ji, who was standing in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, with green light shining all over his body, roared like a wild beast.

On his body, the green light flickered, on and off, off and on again, bloodthirsty red and crazy green intertwined in his eyes, he grabbed the corpses on the ground, guns or something unknown , hurled wildly at Kalb.

"One day, you will be mine!" Karb was also frightened by Yang Ji's madness. He stared at Yang Ji with hatred, then retreated slowly under the protection of the people around him, and disappeared into the messy residential house .

Looking at the crazy Yang Ji, Chen Wei suddenly remembered what Yang Ji asked him.

If Nan Ming was here, what would he do? Will he kill all these people to protect Nan Ming?

What about Yangji? For those of them who fought alongside Yang Ji, does Yang Ji have any other choice?

Yangji, after all, is still Yangji, he is not Kalb.

...

Sleeping until the sun was setting, Lu Zhenguo and the others walked out of their respective guest rooms clutching their groaning bellies, and saw a boy and girl sitting at a round dining table enjoying delicious food under the setting sun and an unknown When I was a young man, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is life.

At a height of a thousand meters, above the clouds, under the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone's body was sprinkled with a layer of golden yellow.

A handsome boy, a beautiful girl, and a tough young man sat in front of the round dining table, chatting and laughing in low voices. The bright colors and handsome style gave people the feeling of a classical Raphael oil painting.

"Come on! Come on!" Seeing Lu Zhenguo coming out of the room, Nan Ming smiled and waved his hands.

The setting sun was projected from behind him, and the fluff on his face reflected a strangely warm yellow light, which made Lu Zhenguo's heart twitch uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

At this moment, the young man in front of him is not Mr. Nan who has overturned everyone's cognition in the world and created countless miracles just by waving his hands, but is still the one who saw him on the street a year ago and dared to scold him. , but a bit shy lazy boy.

Sometimes, Lu Zhenguo couldn't help but wonder why Elder Lu loved this young man so much and hit it off so much just after meeting him. The warm eyes that can melt the ice.

Although he is not very old, Lu Zhenguo always has an illusion that this young man looks at everyone as if he is looking at an ignorant child. It seems that in front of him, he doesn't have to worry about the rules and regulations of the world, and he can make mistakes at will, and even act like a baby. .

At this moment, Lu Zhenguo suddenly understood why those brats like to be called Uncle Nanmingming.

This is indeed a very "uncle" look, which seems to be able to tolerate all the faults of others.

Nothing, it seemed, could not be forgiven.

(This chapter is a bit depressing. It is precisely because of the presence of evil that good morals shine so brightly. Another point to be made is that although many ISIL extremists are terrorists, fighting to the death with these terrorists Yes, I am also an I.S.Ran. Human nature never becomes good or evil because of a certain camp. People’s goodness and evil are all because of everyone’s own choice. I originally planned to write this plot in three to five chapters , but later decided to compress, after all, the main body of this book is sincere and beautiful things, not evil.) (To be continued.)