Rescue the Hostage

Two dull thuds, followed by a stream of fire erupting from the tank's cannon. A moment later, an explosion blew the entire turret off. The tank's ammunition had detonated. Zhang Hao, shielded by the turret, easily leaped aside and hurried back. From a distance, he saw five or six rebels trying to enter the small courtyard.

"Death wish!"

Those rebels were clearly disoriented. Seeing the courtyard, they tried to hide inside. Zhang Hao charged at them like a gale. Due to the darkness, the entire camp was still dim despite the flames.

His dagger flashed in the night, reflecting red glints on the blade from the firelight. The rebels froze, their bodies stiffening. Only after Zhang Hao returned to the rooftop did they slowly collapse, dying silently.

The area around this small courtyard had become a death zone. Any rebel soldier who approached and entered within a three-hundred-meter radius was essentially doomed.

A large number of rebels still managed to escape. No matter how fast Mi Feng and the others were, the sheer number of soldiers in the camp was overwhelming. Over three thousand soldiers, scattering and fleeing, were too many for Mi Feng to kill. As the saying goes, even if you had three thousand pigs standing still for you to slaughter, it would take a long time, let alone humans.

Therefore, not many soldiers resisted; most escaped.

Mi Feng seized a tank. With his detection skills, he fired cannonball after cannonball. Each shot accurately exploded amidst the crowds of soldiers.

He even chased them down in the tank, sweeping them away.

As for Zhang Yihu, Zhang Erhu, and Zhang Shanhhu, they continuously circled the small courtyard, killing their way outward. Anyone hiding, anyone afraid to run, became their target.

Zhang Hao looked at the map displayed in his soul and found that the vast majority of rebel soldiers had fled, leaving only a few red dots being rapidly eliminated.

Through the robots' unique communication, Zhang Hao said, "It's about time to come back. Pay attention to collecting transport vehicles, preferably off-road trucks. If not, then armored personnel carriers."

"Roger!"

It had only been a little over an hour since nightfall, and the battle was over. Those who could escape had, and those who couldn't, truly couldn't. Under the super-efficient slaughter of these five robots, not a single one was left alive.

Four armored personnel carriers drove over. As for the tank Mi Feng was driving, he had already blown it up.

When Mi Feng returned, the small courtyard was already filled with hostages. Zhang Hao entered a room and quickly found the door leading to the basement. He went down, dagger in hand.

The basement was very rudimentary. There was an iron gate under the stairs, locked with a chain. Zhang Hao cut the chain with his dagger. The clanking sound terrified the people in the basement.

Opening the door, Zhang Hao was surprised to find they were Chinese. He asked, "Hua Xia people?"

A middle-aged man tightly grasped Zhang Hao's hand and said, "My god, you... we're from the Huajian General Company... these are all our company's workers. You, are you... a soldier?"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said, "We were just hired to rescue people... Let's go, you're saved. We need to leave here quickly..."

The middle-aged man was quite composed. "Let's go out."

As soon as they stepped out, they heard Zhang Yihu asking who could drive.

Most people raised their hands. Zhang Hao chuckled, "It's not ordinary cars, it's armored personnel carriers. Who can drive them?"

Wu Renbao saw Zhang Hao emerge and immediately came over. He didn't recognize Zhang Hao but remembered his voice and ran over. Seeing the middle-aged man behind Zhang Hao, he exclaimed in surprise, "General Manager Chen, what are you doing here?"

"General Manager Wu!"

Chen Ming was no ordinary person. He was the general manager of Huajian General Company. He had come to Labia to discuss engineering cooperation and to inspect the company's local projects. On the way, he was captured by rebels. In just one day, they had kidnapped and extorted Huajian, demanding that Huajian General Company pay a ransom. Because it was a state-owned enterprise, they didn't dare to mistreat these people too much.

Wu Baoren reintroduced Chen Ming and then said, "General Manager Chen, these are people hired by our company. They came to rescue me this time..."

Chen Ming was startled. A domestic private company had this kind of capability? They hired mercenaries to rescue them? That was a huge undertaking. Moreover, these people looked like Chinese, not foreign mercenaries. But when did Africa have such Chinese mercenaries?

Chen Ming said to Zhang Hao, "A few of us workers used to be soldiers and can drive armored vehicles. Let them drive. I can also drive an armored vehicle. I'll lead the convoy, how about it?"

Wu Baoren said, "General Manager Chen retired from the military. I remember you retired as a Senior Colonel, didn't you?"

Zhang Hao heard that, a Senior Colonel rank. That meant at least a deputy division commander or division commander, or at the very least, a regiment commander. He should have no problem commanding. "Alright, you lead!"

He jumped onto an armored vehicle and shouted loudly, "The convoy is now under the command of Chen Ming!" He said it once in English and once in French.

The majority of these kidnapped hostages were white and Asian. They dared not speak rashly. Seeing that the other party could infiltrate the military camp and rescue them, these were people not to be provoked. They were all obedient.

Zhang Hao said, "Head to Enjaraba. That road has basically been cleared by us. Oh, and you can pick up weapons. If you encounter rebels, don't be polite, just shoot. They have no reason at all, no way to negotiate. Just fight your way through."

Chen Ming was indeed incredibly capable. After retiring from the army, he joined Huajian General Company and was promoted to general manager in less than five years. Without some ability, it wouldn't be possible. Moreover, his background was quite strong. With ability and background, promotions were truly easy.

As Zhang Hao shook his hand, a nano-machine on his wrist extended and infiltrated Chen Ming's skin. This wasn't to control him, but to make him talk less and prevent him from leaking important information. This matter was too significant; being able to defeat an army would attract the attention of many countries and certain forces.

Through handshakes, pats on the shoulder, and other means, every hostage was given a nano-machine. According to Mi Feng's explanation, any potential threat must be eliminated in its infancy.

Most of the captured hostages couldn't drive armored vehicles, but they could drive pickup trucks. So, armored vehicles were at the front and back, with pickup trucks in the middle. There were a total of 140 hostages. Under Chen Ming's command, a convoy was immediately formed, with everyone having their designated position.

Mi Feng whispered, "This Chen Ming is an elite! We should recruit him if there's a chance later!"

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "He's already been given a nano-machine."

Mi Feng said, "Mm, just keep an eye on him. Let Old Wu build a relationship with him."

As expected, after Mi Feng finished speaking, Wu Renbao had already approached Chen Ming.

Zhang Hao said, "Let Zhang Erhu and Zhang Shanhhu protect them. Zhang Yihu stays with us. We can't let the rebels off easily."

Leaving Zhang Erhu and Zhang Shanhhu behind, Mi Feng, Zhang Hao, and Zhang Yihu immediately departed.