Chapter 812

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Presumably telling Zhang Feng everything, it is not easy for the old man. After a long silence, he asked Zhang Feng for a cigarette again, and said slowly after lighting it.

"I have already told you about the previous thing. The Jagged Mercenary Corps withdrew from Africa and moved to the underground of Europe, and I returned to China."

"I came back to China for two things. The first thing was because of my physical injury. I was seriously injured in the battle. Xiao Zhenhua was my attending physician. The second thing was that I knew that I was not suitable as a servant. The leaders of the Corps need to be re-trained."

Zhang Feng interrupted at this time and said: "You found me after all? But I don't understand. At that time, I was a kid, how could you choose me?"

"At that time, there were not many children for me to choose from, and you were just one of them. Because of my unique identity, I had all your information. I know your father was Zhang Dashan, who was performing undercover tasks in the Golden Triangle. , So I pay more attention to you."

The old man continued: "When I saw you, I decided to train you. Because you are different from other children! They all have a relatively peaceful growth environment, which leads to lack of fighting in their character! And you don’t Similarly, you are in battle every day. Only by maintaining an offensive state at all times can you survive and get money to buy medicine for your mother."

"Children who grow up in this way will not lose their fighting spirit under any circumstances!"

This is the first time Zhang Feng learned from the old man that he had the opportunity to choose himself. He laughed bitterly. He really didn't expect this to be the reason.

The old man didn’t care about Zhang Feng’s thoughts, and continued: “I admit that I was immersed in the pain of the failure of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, so after choosing you, with a radical mood, I want you to grow up quickly. Get up and be able to replace me to complete what I haven't done."

"But after getting along for a while, I really regarded you as my apprentice, or even my grandson. According to my original plan, after you graduate from high school, you will be sent directly to Rwanda. But I regretted it later. Because it’s too dangerous and unfair for you. So I found your Uncle Luo and asked you to call you into the army, obviously for a while."

Zhang Feng really didn't expect that the old man would arrange for him to go to the army.

He now feels like a chess piece, being constantly controlled by the old man, the chess player.

The taste of being treated as a puppet is really uncomfortable. A ridiculous emotion rose in my heart. I left 01, thinking that I was pursuing freedom. I am afraid that there must be the old man, the chess player, in this.

There were many questions in my mind, but I resisted not asking, but waited for the old man to continue speaking.

The old man said: "I didn't expect to be able to enter the Huangquan Special Combat Team. After all, the selection is very strict. However, if you can enter this unit, it will do no harm to you, so I simply didn't intervene."

"Then enter 01 and send you to the country to perform tasks. This is all arranged by me."

Zhang Feng frowned into the word "Chuan", and said in a deep voice, "My partner was Wang at the time. You arranged for her to set me up?"

The old man nodded and admitted, "I have to let you have negative emotions. Only in this way can you take off the uniform that you have worn so **** you. There is no other way."

"Until you offered to leave 01, I will send you to Rwanda. Before then, I will send Zhao Qiang over, which is paving the way for you."

Zhang Feng knew about this. When I learned that Zhao Qiang was already in Rwanda, I had doubts in my heart. I didn't expect this to be done by the old man.

"That's it." The old man said solemnly.

Zhang Feng is not satisfied with his ending. There is only the process of the matter, without reason or reason.

Shen Sheng asked: "Answer me a few questions. First, what is the relationship between the Jagged Mercenary Corps and the country?"

In his heart, he didn't believe that the iron-blooded mercenary group was just founded by an old man at will. In that case, he couldn't still work for the country now, and he didn't need to find his so-called successor.

Such a sharp question obviously made it difficult for the old man to answer. After he was silent for a long time, he said: "There is no relationship! There can be no relationship! You have to remember my words, it doesn't matter!"

He went on to say: "The existence of Africa is very important to our country. Of course, the West and other countries think so, so this time it has become a battlefield for various countries."

"So, one after another mercenary group appeared. But no mercenary group will have a relationship with the country, and standing at the level of the country will not let other countries grab the handle. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Feng can understand it. It seems that most of the four big and four small mercenaries in Africa have the shadow of the country, but the country will not recognize this matter in turn, just let them develop.

"In Africa now, it is mainly Western mercenary groups that have a huge advantage. The result is rich mineral resources and natural resources are looted wildly. This situation will inevitably change, so the iron-blooded mercenary group came into being. ."

Zhang Feng said solemnly: "Now this task falls on the head of the Huangquan Mercenary Corps."

The old man nodded and approved his statement.

Zhang Feng finally realized that this muddy water in Africa was deeper than he had imagined, and it was bottomless, and it was impossible to get out of it.

Falling into this muddy water, a little carelessness, is the end of a thousand catastrophes, swallowed bones and scum.

Continue to ask my second question: "What about blood kill?"

This question is equally acute. As a killer organization, Blood Kill is in the hands of the old man.

"The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, not to mention that our China is a big country with a population of more than one billion. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no traitors or people who secretly destroy our China. Especially if these people are abroad, the country cannot touch the face. The power of the world, so the blood killing exists."

Having said this, the old man paused for a while, and continued: "Similarly, the blood killing has nothing to do with the country."

Zhang Feng nodded in understanding.

He finally understood all these things, his only unhappy thing was that he was always a marionette held in the hands of the old man.

After a long silence, he said in a deep voice: "I can continue to do these things, but I have one request!"