One ground of yellow sand, one ground of blood!

After the sandstorm, the oasis was beyond recognition. The big trees broke in the middle, and the river water became turbid. More of the corpses of animals or humans, broken limbs and broken arms, and covered with white bones, which made people shocked.

A fight, a fierce battle, no one expected that it would end in such a way. All the Tianlong mercenaries stood at the wall, looking at everything in front of them, and couldn't help but feel silence;

.They did not have the joy after victory, but there was an indescribable sadness.

Although the Siberian mercenaries are enemies, they are also soldiers. If the soldiers die on the battlefield, they will be dead to the point, but they will die in the yellow sand all over the sky, and even a corpse cannot be completely preserved after death. This result will be hard to say no matter who sees it.

"Pack up your stuff and get ready to leave!"

Chen Tian also felt a little emotional in his heart, but he knew that he had no more time to waste here, so he issued the order to retreat in just a few minutes.

At this point, the Siberian training camp oasis camp was completely turned into ruins, and no one of the thousands of mercenaries left behind could escape. They either died among poisonous scorpions or man-eating ants, were shot and killed by Tianlong mercenaries, or were buried in a sandstorm.

What would happen if the mercenaries did not flee to the desert at the beginning? At least they could support it until now. Although the final outcome would not change, they could cause greater casualties to the Tianlong mercenaries.

But facts are facts, there is never any if.

Amid the rumbling sound, a slap of armed vehicles and the only remaining helicopter came out of the base and ran towards the outside world.

...

Soviet Union, the edge of desolate land.

After the news of the attack on the Oasis Camp spread, Jaccarson finally could no longer suppress the rampant mercenaries, and it was even more impossible for the mercenaries to continue pursuing. In desperation, he issued an order to retreat.

However, after the withdrawal order was issued, a new round of problems broke out!

Most mercenaries knew that once they successfully retreated, the biggest possibility was to be incorporated into the only remaining killer camp. When they thought of living with those cold swords in the future, most of these mercenaries were unwilling to do so.

So a mercenary suddenly suggested: "Anyway, the base is gone and the money is gone, so why not disband on the spot."

Everyone was shocked as soon as they said this. Jaccarson's expression suddenly changed and he directly opposed: "Impossible!"

"Captain, I respect you as our captain, so I can tell you something clearly that we have earned enough money for the organization over the years. Now that the organization is gone, we don't need to die with the organization. If you don't let us go today, we will leave. If you insist on taking us back to the camp..."

The mercenary didn't say the rest, but everyone could hear the potential meaning. Everyone had guns in their hands. If it was time to fight, no one could guarantee what the result would be. And that situation was obviously something that everyone would not want to see.

After all, they have fought together, been injured and bleeding together. They are former comrades-in-arms, not enemies. No one will be willing to shoot at their comrades-in-arms.

"You, you...you should know what the consequences will be if you leave the organization." Jaccarson was shocked. In fact, he was not really loyal to the Siberian training camp. The reason why he worked so hard to bring these mercenaries back was because of the fear in his heart.

In Siberian training camp, facing betrayers and escapers, there is only one pursuit, and it will never stop. This pursuit mission is completed by the killer camp.

So this is also the reason why many mercenaries do not like killer camps;

.Because the killer camp is equivalent to the law enforcement officers and their enemies.

Jaccarson was afraid of being chased by the Killer Battalion, so he didn't even dare to resist. Because once the Killer Battalion started chasing, he was not the only one who killed him, including his wife, children, and the entire family.

The strength of Siberian training camps makes this rule not just empty talk. At least Jaccarson really doesn't know who could have been able to betray Siberian training camps and survive until now.

"Everyone knows what the result is. This is the path everyone chooses. Those who are afraid of chasing will go back, and those who are not afraid of chasing will leave." The mercenary said.

He is alone, and his family is not hungry after eating alone, so he is not afraid. Compared to joining the killer camp, he would rather live a life of being chased.

"You, are you really leaving?" Jaccarson said weakly, smiling bitterly.

In an instant, most of the mercenaries gave the answer!

Years of fighting have made them a qualified warrior, but year-on-year battles have also made them completely tired of this kind of life.

When there were organized and camps, they had no idea of ​​resisting. But now that the camps were gone, it was equivalent to the fact that the home was gone. What else could they have to nostalgic for?

"Since you are leaving, then leave. Everyone is in a fight, I hope you will have a good life." Jaccarson was silent for a long time and finally spoke.

He couldn't help but say that, although he wanted to kill the person who proposed to disband, he couldn't do that. It was not because he really valued the affection of his comrades, but that there were too many people who agreed to disband. Once Jaccarson performed too hard, Jaccarson knew that he would definitely be killed.

Just as he didn't care about his comrades-in-arms, for freedom, the mercenaries wouldn't care.

Soon, the mercenaries were divided into two groups. One group was about to leave, and the other group was about to return to the killer camp with Jaccarson.

Each of them retains their own equipment, and even the Death Team that took the level potion was no exception. Some of them were leaving, and Jaccarson could not stop it.

Poor Siberian Training Camp has spent countless manpower and material resources to build this God of Death Team. So far, the only remaining team of people is going their separate ways.

From then on, there was no longer a death group in the Siberian training camp, nor a mercenary. They were left with only one killer camp, the only one among the three battalions.

Half an hour later, the two groups of people chose their own directions and went their separate ways. Less than five minutes after they left, a man quietly appeared where they had stayed, then sneered and said to the wireless intercom: "Bring people here, let's chase. Since they don't want freedom, stay here forever."

This person is Canglang!

Canglang asked the large army of Tianlong's mercenaries to avoid the mercenaries from far away, but he himself relied on his skillful and bravery to lurk not far from the Siberian mercenaries.
Chapter completed!