After the family recognition in the conference hall was completed, Zhao Zhengrong and the goddess brought the zombies in again, and the conference continued.

"Captain Alexandra, I want to avenge my brother!"

"Damn it, who is behind this, I'm going to kill them!"

"..."

A group of mercenary captains were angry and furious. There was nothing they dared not do as they crawled out from among the dead.

"Be patient." Alexandra smiled coquettishly and said slowly: "I understand everyone's mood, but this matter is not as simple as imagined. Do you think an organization can do such a thing?"

Hearing these words, the furious group leaders shut their mouths. They were not fools, and naturally knew that a certain organization could not accomplish such a thing, only...

"I think everyone now knows what kind of threat this incident will pose to us. It will gradually destroy us. The hunter is the first, but he is definitely not the last. When things develop in the end, we will face

Just to be replaced.”

These words made the mercenary leaders present think deeply. They had to admit that what Alexandra said was by no means alarmist. They could imagine with their buttocks that this was a huge conspiracy, a conspiracy that could completely destroy them.

"Now that we have mastered the underground base of this secret organization, the God's Armed Alliance and the lurkers will work together to take down this base and solve the temporary crisis. Of course, this is very dangerous, but when we go back to do it, we don't want everyone to

Everyone, follow me. I invited you here today just to explain this matter to you, because we may not be able to come out alive."

"The Paladin Mercenary Group is willing to participate!"

"Solomon Mercenary Group is willing to participate!"

"The Wolf Fang Mercenary Group is willing to participate!"

"..."

All mercenary groups must participate, and they are excited because this kind of thing has hurt their wounds. No one can see his comrades turning into zombies and remain indifferent, as long as he is still a living person.

At this moment, Zhao Ziyang limped up and stretched out his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang walking up, these group leaders turned their attention to Zhao Ziyang. They knew that the real masters were the special forces of the lurkers, and even Alexandra of the God's Armed Alliance had to step aside. Because the special forces have become a legend in the mercenary world, there is no

People like him can turn a collapsed and dying mercenary group into the ability to command the entire Africa and even the Middle East.

"Let me say a few words." Zhao Ziyang made a voice.

The moment they heard Zhao Ziyang's voice, both Alexandra and the Count all looked in surprise: How could he speak again?

Facing the surprised looks, Zhao Ziyang responded with a smile, and then swept a serious look across the cheeks of each group leader.

This is a kind of pressure. Zhao Ziyang can easily release this kind of pressure against these group leaders because he has this strength.

"You are just witnesses." Zhao Ziyang, who had piercing eyes, knocked on the table lightly and said in a deep voice: "You are also a strong defender of the mercenary world. Your existence will support the entire mercenary system. I ask that you not be involved in this matter for the time being.

, this is a battle between our lurkers and the God’s Armed Forces, and at the same time there is a battle between Blue Light.”

"Special Forces, do you look down on us?" a mercenary captain shouted loudly, with a look of reluctance on his face.

"No, you are wrong." Zhao Ziyang waved for him to sit down, looked into his eyes and said: "I ask you not to participate in order to preserve the strength of our mercenary community, and the hatred behind you is far less than ours.

.I hope, I expect that after we take this step, whether we come out alive or not, you will be ready to fight."

The leader wanted to say something else, but was stopped by the light shining out of Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

"Tell me," Zhao Ziyang let out a frightening growl: "Who is the strongest mercenary group in the entire world?"

The people below were stunned for a moment, but soon convinced themselves that the lurkers were the strongest.

This is a fact. Originally, they thought that the lurkers were dead after being severely injured, but when they accepted the piece of cake from the lurkers, they discovered that the lurkers were still in every corner of the world. The same mistakes would not be made by the lurkers.

For the second time, Black Hawk is a Black Hawk, and special forces are special forces.

"Lurker!" The count spat out three words.

"Lurker!" Red Ribbon also spit out these three words.

Immediately afterwards, the Cossacks, French Foreign Legion, and EO all said these three words. They all admitted that the lurkers were the strongest. What else could they argue with?

"Yes, lurkers are the strongest, so lurkers must bear the responsibilities and obligations of the mercenary world." Zhao Ziyang showed a smile on his face, and said with infinite emotion: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This

My father said it to me. Do you know, I actually prefer that the lurkers are not so powerful, because being strong means paying more. The mercenary world is not a warlord division, it should be a whole, and an alliance can be formed at any time during war.

fighting group. If we are not united, the state machine will destroy us sooner or later; if we cannot become a mercenary kingdom, then when we are bayoneted to death, the dirty politicians will point to our corpses and say: Look,

This is the executioner!"

"Look, this is the executioner!" These words suddenly gave these group leaders a cold feeling in their hearts. They seemed to have seen that scene...

"Listen, I am a very selfish person." Zhao Ziyang smiled gently and said to everyone in a spring breeze tone: "I want everyone to owe me a favor forever, so that you can't exchange it for it, hahaha

…”

Most of the mercenaries are straight-blooded men, and none of these captains is full of passion. Although they have extraordinary wisdom, when they heard these words, they were moved in their hearts. Yes, they were moved.

Although this kind of touching feeling has disappeared for a long time, it just happened to appear now.

"If there are no comments, the meeting will end here and I will watch you all leave."

"Special Forces, I..." A mercenary captain stood up.

But when he stood up to speak, he found two sharp thorns stabbing out of Zhao Ziyang's eyes, piercing directly into his eyes. These two eyes were full of power, making it impossible for you to look at him.

It makes you feel that the other person is a mountain to look up to, and you are a pebble at the foot of the mountain.

Powerful, the special forces of Lurker are indeed extremely powerful. How could he be disabled? It is simply impossible. How could he feel disabled?

"The meeting is over!" Zhao Ziyang snorted coldly and announced the end of the meeting with great arrogance.

Under the pressure of Zhao Ziyang, these captains swallowed their words. The mercenary captains who had always liked to snatch food from others suddenly felt a very strange feeling. They felt that they should not give in to good things.

They took over and let the lurkers charge into the battle.

They should do their part, otherwise they will feel very uncomfortable.

Greatness? Sentiment? That’s ridiculous. How could such a word come to mind?

The mercenary captains left one by one, and Zhao Ziyang personally said goodbye to them one by one, comforting each other and taking care of each other. This made these captains feel very uncomfortable. They could see that the special forces were simply engaging in so-called "fighting" with them.

Farewell.

The previous grudges and conflicts with the lurkers were completely dissipated in this moment, and there was only respect for Zhao Ziyang in my mind.

"Special Forces, I admit that I am not as good as you." Morgan held Zhao Ziyang's hand and said sincerely: "There is one of the strongest mercenaries in the mercenary world, and his name is Special Forces."

"Morgan, you can't go around preaching that I am the strongest mercenary. This will put a lot of pressure on me." Zhao Ziyang patted Morgan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Only the living mercenaries are the strongest mercenaries, and the dead ones are the strongest."

Nothing."

"Damn it!" Morgan suddenly cursed, grabbed Zhao Ziyang's collar and growled: "You kid, stay alive. When you come out alive, I'll invite you to my house as a guest."

"I hope so too." Zhao Ziyang patted Morgan on the shoulder and watched him turn around and walk away.

Morgan used to look down on Zhao Ziyang. He used to be the overlord of Africa, and he was kicked out of Africa by Zhao Ziyang... However, at this time, everything in the past has faded. Is it necessary to have too much hatred? All that is left is probably admiration.

.

Mercenaries are cold-blooded than anyone else, and mercenaries are richer in emotions than anyone else. They can fight with swords and guns, slaughter entire villages without blinking an eye, and cry loudly while holding the corpses of their comrades... I want to

Their relationship must have a prerequisite: recognition.

Maybe these mercenary captains didn't have a deep understanding of zombies, but that didn't stop them from recognizing Zhao Ziyang.

This is a method, Zhao Ziyang's most creative method.

"Really don't need help?" The count stared at Zhao Ziyang.

"I said that you will always owe me a favor." Zhao Ziyang smiled at the earl.

"You will die." The count looked solemn.

"Listen," Zhao Ziyang put his arms around the earl's shoulders and whispered into his ear: "Whether I die or not, you will treat me as dead. After I do this, I will quit my life forever. Do you understand?

?”

The count was stunned for a moment, then laughed, turned and walked towards the boarding gate.

He was worrying too much, indeed a little too much.

After sending all the people away, Zhao Ziyang gathered the lurkers and the God's Armed Forces together to prepare for entering the pyramid.

As for his recovery of the ability to speak, Zhao Ziyang can only attribute it to his special physique, which may be the re-growth of the nerves that control speech. It's just that his body is still hemiplegic, and it is estimated that he will only be like this in the future.

"Hey, guys, are you ready?" Zhao Ziyang asked loudly, carrying the 95 assault rifle.

"no problem!"

"Boss, it's time to go. I sowed seeds everywhere last night. There will always be fertile soil suitable for growth, hahaha..."

Twelve members of the God's Armed Forces, twelve lurkers, plus Little Wildcat and Zhao Zhengrong, a group of twenty-six people marched down to the Giza Highlands.
Chapter completed!