Three Black Corps Base.
Base Command Center.
Several high-level leaders sat together, smoking cigars, the smoke filled the room, emitting a unique tobacco fragrance. However, people who didn't like smoking were frowning all the ti, as such smoke was indeed irritating.
"The action squad from Babu Town hasn't returned yet?" Boke, the leader, inquired.
The person in charge of the matter took a puff of smoke and said in a deep voice, "No, there's still no news!"
Boke frowned and asked coldly, "Do you know who the opposition is?"
"Unclear, so far there's no information. They were seen at an intelligence point of Asura Hall."
"So, it's Asura Hall's people?" Boke asked.
"It's possible!"
Boke frowned for a mont.
He was not pleased with the people in front of him.
He was battle-hardened, leading teams in nurous battles, completing many high-difficulty tasks, and held a high international status, as well as not being insignificant within the Three Black Corps. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been made the leader of this Asura annihilation mission.
But the people before him were just hooligans, leaders of teams he could hardly look up to. Such people, with such qualities, couldn't impress him at all.
Now there was a problem, and they only told him "it's possible."
This is simply a joke!
The opponent is Asura Hall!
A force that makes organizations worldwide shudder!
Yet these people still looked relaxed, didn't they know their opponent's strength?
Boke pondered for a mont and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow, organize another elite squad for a full search of Babu Town, leaving no suspicious person unchecked!"
"Yes!"
"Moreover! Send people to investigate the second primary school, and prepare the guard for a second round of attack! I don't believe Asura Hall will stand idly by!" Boke said coldly.
"Yes!" everyone nodded.
Looking at everyone in front of him, Boke couldn't help but sneer.
Also dealing in the business of human lives, also living by licking blood off the knife's edge, Asura Hall showed kindness by establishing a charity school in Lijia Continent, which Boke found particularly laughable.
Asura Hall's strength is undeniable.
Yet, they showed kindness, did charity, established a school, exposing such a huge weakness, it's simply a suicidal move!
In this business, there are no good people, but they choose to do such good deeds; no matter how strong, they might not last long.
This ti, he intended to annihilate Asura Hall in one fell swoop, such that his fa would soar internationally, imdiately occupying the pinnacle position!
Stepping over the likes of Dragon King, Asura King, Fire Phoenix!
Thinking of this, Boke couldn't help but feel excited, as if the throne of the international king was within his grasp.
...
Babu Town.
After breakfast, Yang Chen left Babu Town by car.
In the car, Dongzi was explaining the intelligence gathered from the enemy base last night to Yang Chen.
As a well-trained individual, Dongzi investigated very thoroughly.
"The base is a temporary setup, all tents. Their guards are spread out in five areas. Each area has five rows, ten tents per row, with about three hundred people. Five areas total around fifteen hundred people, well-ard with Northern Federation Guard standard equipnt. Additionally, the central area is the command center, their high-level leaders are all there," Dongzi said in a deep voice.
Yang Chen nodded and said blandly, "That's quite a number."
"Yes!" Dongzi continued to report: "They've dispatched a guard towards the second primary school."
Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, and he slamd on the brakes.
The car behind almost collided, but fortunately, Sword Edge, the driver, reacted quickly and braked just in ti.
"Courting death!" Yang Chen growled, like an angry lion, his voice low yet extraordinarily intimidating, making a shiver run down one's spine.
Imdiately, Yang Chen sharply turned the steering wheel and headed in another direction.
Behind, Sword Edge hurriedly followed, grabbing the walkie-talkie to ask, "What's up, boss? Why the change of direction?"
Yang Chen grabbed the walkie-talkie and coldly responded, "Prepare for combat!"
He only said this one sentence.
Sword Edge felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this and looked at Purple Cultivator in the passenger seat.
Purple Cultivator coldly said, "I've been itching for a fight!"
He had longed for a big fight. The mont he saw the base destroyed, he wanted to rush over and have a showdown with the Three Black Corps. Last night's fight was child's play for him, offering no challenge nor allowing full release.
Now that Yang Chen ntioned preparing for combat, he was ready for a full showdown!
Sword Edge, looking at the killing intent in Purple Cultivator's eyes, took a deep breath, preparing for any upcoming battle.
...
The second primary school, located three hundred kiloters from Eight Road Town in a village.
The village was small, with only a few dozen households, living in adobe houses, looking very dilapidated. On vacant land in the village, people were making clay cakes.
Lijia Continent was extrely poor, with a dire food shortage, so they had the custom of eating clay, making a mud paste from excavated clay, picking out the stones, and sun-drying it. After drying, it could be eaten.
You could even see these clay cakes being sold at markets, and they were very popular.
But in this impoverished village, a structure occupying about five hundred square ters stood out conspicuously.
Brick-and-tile house, with a blue roof, the walls painted white, inscribed with the slogan in red: Study hard, progress every day!
That's right!
The script above is Fla Country script!
If you co closer, you might even hear the sound of children inside reading texts.
If a Fla Country person stood here, they would surely exclaim, "Isn't that a line from 'Spring in the Garden'?"
They would certainly wonder why, in Lijia Continent, in such a poor village, people would be studying the Fla Country language.
On the main entrance of this school, the large red letters prominently read: Second Primary School!
This is the second primary school established by Yang Chen.
In the distance, a cloud of dust rose, two cars drove up.
The cars screeched to a halt at the village entrance, and the people onboard jumped out.
The villagers, upon seeing this person, blinked and, upon recognizing him, imdiately cheered, "Chen! Chen is here! Our Chen is here!"
These people were shouting in Fla Country language.
Of course, after shouting this, they all started speaking in their local dialects, which even Yang Chen could hardly understand.
Here, like Fla Country, there were various local dialects, difficult for even locals to distinguish clearly.
Yang Chen cast a cold glance around and said, "They haven't arrived yet!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers