Chapter 58 EO

  Inter-ethnic killings and unrest continued unabated in various regions. Yahya Jammeh was calm and composed, sitting on his fishing platform, just on the second day of ethnic clashes in the afternoon, EO mercenaries arrived in Gambia, preparing to enter Gambia through the sea area controlled by Banjul, completing President Yahya's mercenary mission.

  Just as they had just landed on the shore, they were blocked by a group of short-statured men with a Nepalese curved khukuri knife at their waist, hired Gurkha soldiers.

  "Ah, Morgan, long time no see, haha...". The Earl of Gurkha Mercenary Corps warmly stretched out his arms to welcome Morgan.

  "Earl, haha...” Seeing Earl, Morgan's face was filled with smiles, and he also stretched out his arms.

  The two people hugged each other tightly, looking like old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.

  "Hey, Earl, you've put on weight." A two-meter-tall white man with a neatly trimmed beard, Morgan, patted the back of Earl.

  The earl, patted on the back by Morgan, beamed with a smile and said warmly to Morgan: "Thanks to that one shot of yours, I was able to lie down for two whole months."

  "Oh? What a wonderful thing, hahaha...…". Morgan burst out laughing, with a hint of sinister color flashing in his eyes, as if thinking about why that one shot didn't take him down.

  。

  As for the earl, he still had a smiling face, but the deep-seated viciousness hidden in the depths of his eyes was far more sinister than Morgan's, and far more venomous.

  The Gurkha mercenaries slowly reached back to their waist, pulled out the military knife that symbolized their honor and spiritual beliefs, and held it tightly in their hands. Their eyes gleamed with ferocity and bloodlust, and with knives in hand, even steel armor could not stop their footsteps.

  Seeing the Gurkha mercenaries grasping their kukris, the mercenaries immediately became tense. They raised their rifles and pointed them at the Gurkha mercenaries, ready to fire at any moment.

  The atmosphere suddenly became tense, no, it was eo that became tense. The Gurkha mercenaries had infinite fighting spirit, and they brought tension to eo. Both sides were the strongest mercenaries in the world, but compared to each other, eo was inferior to the Gurkhas in terms of momentum.

  "Haha, since it's the Earl who wants this business, then we'll just quit Gambia." Morgan had a smile all over his face, seemingly extremely pleased to hand over this piece of meat.

  The Earl's face showed an expression of absolute refusal upon hearing this, and he warmly grasped Morgan's arm, saying: "Morgan, we are the best partners, why not complete this transaction together?"

  No one knows what the subtle relationship is between the Earl and Morgan, as well as the Gurkha mercenaries and the EO mercenaries. They are said to be enemies, but Morgan can warmly hug the Earl; they are said to be comrades-in-arms, but Morgan gave a gun to the Earl, and there was no friendly side between the two groups of mercenaries.

  "I don't think I'll be needing that." Morgan withdrew his arm and patted himself on the waist, casting a glance at the Gurkha mercenary who was only armed with a Nepalese military knife. A thick layer of doubt flashed in his eyes as he said, "Count, let's meet again another time."

  After that, Morgan signaled his mercenaries to put away their guns and carefully retreated along the same route they came from, thus withdrawing from Gambia.

  A Gambian naval officer who had come to greet Eo looked helplessly as Eo returned, then shifted his gaze to the earl.

  A naval officer ran over and gave the earl a standard military salute.

  "Comrade Commander!"

  The Earl returned a salute to the naval officer and then waved his hand at the Gurkha mercenaries behind him.

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  A simultaneous "click" sound was heard and all Nepalese kukris were re-sheathed.

  "We're leaving." The Earl gave the order, leading a dozen Gurkha mercenaries towards a steamer waiting on the coast, leaving the naval officer still there.

  The naval officers were taken aback, but they didn't dare to step forward and stop the earl. They knew what these Nepalese military knives symbolized: the most famous, bravest, and least fearful of death Gurkha mercenaries in the world.

  This group of people has faith and will never lack the courage to fight, even if you cut their necks off, they will take your life away with a knife.

  They're gone, the Gurkhas are gone. Suddenly naval officers realized a very important issue: there were no mercenaries to help them.

  The two strongest mercenaries have given up on Gambia, so other small mercenary groups will not dare to enter Gambia to take tasks. Because of what just happened, anyone can see that Korchak is trying to prevent EO from entering Gambia.

  The officer immediately dialed Ye Haiyan's private phone and reported the situation to Ye Haiyan.

  Upon hearing the news, Ye Haiya was stunned at first, and then burst into a furious roar: Send the naval infantry to kill these Gurkha mercenaries.

  As for the order given by the President, the naval officers could only smile bitterly. Kill, how to kill? The Gurkha mercenaries just now had only one Nepalese military knife on their bodies, and they were able to force eo to retreat with just one Nepalese military knife. How can these soldiers go and kill?

  The Gambian Marine Corps may be able to fight its way into Chinese coastal cities, as Ye Haiyan said, but unfortunately it appears so pale and powerless in the face of a mercenary army.

  For the president's orders, this naval officer did not dare to disobey. In Gambia, anyone who dared to disobey Yahya Jammeh's orders suffered extreme punishment, no matter who he was.

  Dozens of Gambian naval soldiers, led by an officer, entered a small village in southern Banjul, shot and killed dozens of civilians, beheaded the civilians, and took their heads back to Banjul to report to the President.

  At this time, the dormant mercenary is still enjoying the sunshine, beauties, seafood and beach. They are waiting, waiting for the Gambian government to collapse before making a move.

  The Gurkha mercenaries were contacted by Zhao Zi Yang, they had a private agreement beforehand, the Gurkha mercenaries would fully support the resurgence of the sleeper except for not avenging the Black Hawk.

  With such a powerful foreign aid, Zhao Ziyang naturally wants to make good use of it.

  "Boss, those little dwarves from Kor'gall aren't bad at all! They scared EO away without even using their guns, hahaha..." A newly joined black mercenary laughed loudly to Zhao Zi Yang who was sleeping on a recliner, his eyes full of admiration.

  In this mercenary's eyes, Gurkha was undoubtedly a group of real warriors, and his face showed a hint of respect and admiration.

  With a "slap", the blade of the knife was slapped on the head of this black mercenary, and he said to him in an unpleasant tone: "Gun ghost, you know nothing. In those days, even Gurkha mercenaries had to retreat when facing our infiltrators."

  This is a true statement. In their heyday, the lurkers were a hidden existence under the light, and small mercenaries didn't know that large mercenary groups knew what kind of existence lurkers were. If the lurkers fought against the Gurkhas, the numerous Gurkhas might not have any advantage, because all the lurkers were elites among elites, which was enough to make up for the lack of manpower.

  "Damn it!" The gun-wielding ghost cursed and turned his gaze towards Zhao Ziyang, wanting to see how he would react.

  Wearing sunglasses and lying on a recliner, Zhao Ziyang stretched his waist and patted the shoulder of Gun Ghost, saying: "Gun Ghost, you used to be part of the South African Marine Corps, so you may not know much about us snipers. That's okay."

  The gun-wielding ghost pricked up its ears and listened intently, waiting for Zhao Ziyang to continue speaking.

  Zhao Ziyang didn't continue to talk about the past of the Lurkers, after all, even he wasn't very clear how terrifying the Lurkers were in the past. Because shortly after joining, the Lurkers suffered a heavy blow from the US military, if it weren't for Pandora, Angel, and Omo, he would have thought that the Lurkers were not that great either.

  "Earlier, Kor was thinking of taking out all the EO, how could they not have any ambushes when they arrived in Gambia first? Have you noticed that there's something different about the sniping points around us?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

  "Hmm, there's a different feeling, it seems like someone is there, but I'm not sure." Gun Gui replied honestly to Zhao Zi Yang.

  "Fifteen sniper points are completely occupied by Gurkhas. If the count gives the order, the first round of sniping will leave Eo more than half dead or injured. The Gurkhas are not a group of brave but brainless skins, an old mercenary organization that can survive for several centuries is much stronger than you think, after all, a military knife is not as useful as a gun."

  。”

  "But why didn't you take him out?" Gun Devil asked again.

  "That's because Morgan had already passed on the information, so Gorre could unexpectedly strangle a branch of mercenaries to death without leaving any evidence. But Morgan had already passed on the information, right after he shook off the earl's right hand."

  After being reminded, Gunter reacted and also recalled that Morgan made a gesture of slapping his waist after throwing away the Earl's right hand.

  "Listen up." Zhao Ziyang took off his sunglasses, narrowed his eyes and stared at the sun as he said to Gun Ghost: "In this world, no one can provoke a Lurker, as long as I'm around."

  A smile bloomed on Gun Ghost's face, he believed in Zhao Zi Yang's abilities: ruthless and merciless, never leaving any escape routes for his enemies, most importantly, he was a despicable fighter, so much that even he himself couldn't stand it...

  The next day passed, and the domestic situation in Gambia became even more chaotic. The fighting between the two ethnic groups that were originally at odds with each other reached a boiling point, gradually evolving into a situation where multiple ethnic groups joined forces to fight against multiple other ethnic groups.

  Outside of Banzur, corpses were seen hanging from tall trees everywhere, these corpses had been brutally flayed and beheaded, with over a hundred headless bodies hung at the entrance of one village.

  Flies swarmed around these corpses, greedily sucking the fresh blood on them, densely packed, and couldn't be driven away.

  One by one, villages were collectively massacred, with dark red blood and entrails clearly visible on the dirt roads of the village, and the smell of blood mixed with gunpowder filled the nostrils.

  At this time, Ye Haiya was anxious because Morgan's phone could no longer be reached, and the mercenary group seemed to have abandoned him and would no longer serve him.

  When Ye Haiya lost hope in eo, he immediately sought mercenaries through various connections, but all the mercenaries refused to enter Gambia for the task. He didn't know what reason and had no time to think about it now, so he could only rely on himself.

  Then Ye Haiya began to mobilize his own thousands of powerful naval infantry who could block the Taiwan Strait War after the racial conflict reached a white-hot degree. He firmly believed that his warriors were the strongest, because his warriors had just killed dozens of legendary strong Gurkha mercenaries.

  The Gambian government forces moved out of Banjul into the interior without the help of mercenaries, while at the same time, the infiltrators also ended their brief vacation and quietly followed the Gambian government forces.