Chapter 1431 — The Enemy Outnumbers Us
Holy crap!
Every one of these animal-rights activists came from an elite background. They were former members of the Special Air Service, the SEALs, or the Alpha Group. Their credentials were downright intimidating.
Nearly half of the world's ten most famous special forces units had gathered here.
The Chinese and Congolese were all stunned. What were these animal-rights activists planning to do?!
They'd been recklessly provoking the other side, teetering on the brink of disaster, and yet they were still alive and well. They really had Heaven to thank for that.
With powerful reinforcements at their side, their confidence surged. Only Major Barto of the Congo (Kinshasa) Government forces was rubbing his hands together, eager to take on those damn rebels at once.
"Hey, hey, is this Animal Protection Organization here to stir up trouble?"
Uncle Biao, Lu Sanhu, nudged Little Tusi, Zabu, beside him with his elbow. Zabu was rubbing down Meow Master with a dry towel. The cat had just had a bath and was still dripping wet—probably the most miserable a feline could look.
"Mahua" kept licking its fur, looking thoroughly displeased. It had come back reeking so badly that it had almost made its scoop-scooper puke. What had that Pallas's cat been doing before? Mating with a lioness? How had it gotten so stinky?
The Yellow Flower Cat kept at the warehouse wasn't a pet. It was an official employee, responsible for clearing out small animals inside the warehouse, such as cockroaches, rats, spiders, and birds, so they wouldn't damage or contaminate the supplies. A single Yellow Flower Cat was more than enough to guard the entire enormous warehouse.
Since it wasn't a pet, why did it need a bath?
It had probably, maybe, possibly, or perhaps gone more