Chapter Fifty-Three: Elque

  "It's another team, judging from the sound they seem to be very close to us." Tsuru furrowed his brow.

  This is not a good omen. What if those idiots are led over there and they end up having a collective blast, it would be a total disaster.

  Xu Ming quickly scanned the map, pointing to another location on the street and said, "Everyone disperse and act separately, keep a distance of twenty meters or less, gather at this location, pay attention to the high ground, withdraw."

  At Xu Ming's command, the others followed in a line, climbing up onto the rooftop, hugging the edge of the roof tightly, sliding down to the street below, and quickly dispersing into the darkness.

  There are many small bright spots on the satellite cloud map, they are constantly moving, but the target seems to be concentrated in one direction, only a few bright spots are separated from other bright spots in the adjacent direction, looking out of place.

  "General, Nightingale has sent over the latest cloud charts. Do you want to receive them?" A young man standing under the satellite cloud chart turned around and asked.

  The general, now middle-aged, puffed on a cigar, half-reclining on the sofa. Even from the side, his fat belly and chubby physique made him look like a corrupt businessman, with no hint of his military background.

  The general nodded, and the large screen switched instantly. Those light spots disappeared, but many more light shadows appeared everywhere, densely distributed in areas where the light spots were about to approach, and some were distributed in various corners.

  The general shifted his stout body, looked at the cloud map, and said lightly: "Qiu Qi is very careful, he also knows that he has many enemies, but instead he surrounded himself with water that can't be leaked."

  "Yes, General. It seems the intelligence we received earlier was accurate. The total number of troops in Bas City is around five thousand and it appears that Kuruchi doesn't take our special forces seriously."

  The general shrugged and said, "It's necessary to make him take it seriously. Send the latest satellite photos to Nightingale, he knows what to do."

  The general lay down on the sofa, took a deep drag of his cigar, blew out rings of smoke and muttered softly: "Five thousand people... this is actually not a bad place for an experiment... just don't know if they will cooperate..."

  In the hall of the Inglenook Hotel, Quirke was watching the scene in front of him with a lustful smile. A dozen or so burly men were running around five or six young women, also with lustful smiles on their faces, and every time they made a move, the women would inevitably lose an article of clothing.

  Some of the men were still teasing, like a cat playing with a mouse, but some had lost all patience. Two or three men grabbed one woman and quickly tore her clothes to shreds. Amidst the women's desperate cries, these men became even more excited, their animal instincts unleashed, and they immediately pinned the woman down beneath them.

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  A burly man walked in, and the others on guard hastily saluted him, showing that his status was not low. This person was none other than Luke, the second-in-command of Bas City, whose name sounded gentle but was actually a first-class killing devil, and his notorious reputation was only slightly lower than Quiche's.

  Lu Ke didn't even glance at the vivid scene in front of him, not because he lacked masculine desire, but because he had already been with each of these women before, they were all used goods, no need to look.

  "This group of people's background is probably not simple, I looked at the place where the explosion just happened, the power was very strong, it seems not to be ordinary explosives." Luke's face was very cautious. He was the second-in-command, Quiche was the first-in-command.

  Qu Qi's face was indeed a bit unpleasant, disturbed while watching the play, and his mood was naturally bad. But as soon as he opened his mouth, it didn't feel like it would make people get goosebumps. If Xu Ming heard it, he would definitely think that Qu Qi was an eunuch from some dynasty who had traveled through time.

  "Aren't they just a few bandits? Can't we just get rid of them?"

  Lucas's eardrums were also pierced by his sharp voice, and he forced himself to say: "It's not clear how many people have infiltrated, but there are about fifty people, all of whom have received special training. They've exchanged fire with our men. Twenty-six are dead, except for the unlucky one who was blown up by a landmine. The other side has no casualties."

  "Hmm, this is interesting." Qu Qi suddenly became spirited, he asked someone to turn on the camera and record the scene in front of him. He then slowly went upstairs with Luk.

  Cookie is a man who likes to enjoy himself, his room is the presidential suite, clean and tidy but also extremely luxurious. But he's also a clever person, knowing that his bad habits can't be changed, never sitting by the window, and those who sit by the window always have a plastic model.

  "Go on, don't tell me you suspect that bunch of old codgers' ace special forces team." Quark walked over to the table and poured himself a glass of red wine, also pouring one for Luke.

  Luc hesitated for a moment, took over the red wine, and gulped it all down in one go.

  "You're wasting good wine." Quiche tapped his finger lightly, letting out a girlish giggle, but unfortunately, his giggle was so eerie that it sent chills down one's spine.

  "Do you think it isn't?" Luke asked cautiously, Quirrell didn't look up from his book, but he was smiling to himself, he knew he was already Quirrell's sixth deputy.

  Qu Qi swayed his wine glass and said faintly, "Just a bunch of little guys, those old guys wouldn't be willing to let their precious trump card be sent here."

  "They're using me as a guinea pig, I just don't know if they have good teeth."

  Quirky's words were laced with sarcasm as he swirled his wine glass.

  "Ding."

  The doorbell rang suddenly, and Luke opened the door to reveal a thin but pale young man. Luke hastily stepped aside, as this young man was no ordinary person - his name was Elke, in charge of Bas's intelligence work, and should have had some connection with Quiche.

  About Qu Qi's sexual orientation, it has long been no secret. The boss's lover, that is not someone anyone can provoke.

  "This is the satellite cloud map we just intercepted from the other side." Elke's face was full of flattery, and he pulled out a notebook-like device similar to a tablet computer, with flashing lights on the screen.

  Quincy nodded in satisfaction, didn't even look at him, and casually tossed the notebook to Luke, saying lightly: "You handle it yourself."

  Luc didn't dare hesitate and left the room at the fastest speed. That guy was a pervert, but his sexual orientation was quite normal.

  Cookie's eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at Elke, and she ran to the counter like a treasure, picked up the phone on it, dialed a number, and said, "Switch the live broadcast to the room."

  "Baby, let's watch the live stream, it's very exciting..."