444: Chapter 437 Four Seas Mercenary Corps 444: Chapter 437 Four Seas Mercenary Corps Myanmar North, Kachin State, within a military camp.
Luo Dayong frowned slightly as he put down the phone.
Their backers, the Kachin Army, didn’t actually have much of a relationship with Yanhuang Country.
But as small warlords, they were simply trying to survive in the cracks between major powers.
He and Li Feng weren’t really acquainted; they had only met a few times and had some minor interactions.
But now, since Li Feng had made a request and specifically called him to ask for a small favor, Luo Dayong felt that he must oblige!
“It’s just a young man, right?
They also said this person doesn’t have much of a strong background or backing.”
“As long as the person is dead, Li assured me again and again that there will absolutely be no complications left that could implicate me.”
“Just one person, and yet quite exceptional, with strong individual combat skills?”
“That Li, I assume he is just making a mountain out of a molehill, trying to scare me.
My Kachin Army with several divisions, over ten thousand men—spit from every one of them could drown that man!”
“If he dares to appear on our Kachin State territory, he’s dead for sure!”
“After the job is done, Li is willing to privately provide us with a batch of supplies, which could also put him in my debt.”
“This deal, any way I look at it, I’m getting the better end, not agree?
I’m not a fool…”
Luo Dayong picked up a photo that had just been printed and carefully examined it.
In this room, he merely paced back and forth a few steps, and his mind had already made a quick decision.
“Someone…” Luo Dayong called out lightly toward the outside.
“Present!
General, do you have orders?” A figure dressed as an adjutant quickly stepped inside and saluted Luo Dayong respectfully.
“Keep a close watch on the person in this photo.”
“Report to me the moment he appears on our turf!”
“I only have one requirement—if he shows up in our Kachin State, he must not be allowed to leave alive!”
As he handed the photo to the adjutant, Luo Dayong gestured dismissively and instructed sternly.
“Yes, General!” The adjutant saluted Luo Dayong, took the photo, and turned to walk outside.
Of course, this scene wasn’t only happening at Luo Dayong’s place.
In the Myanmar North region among several major warlords, similar events were unfolding.
Given Li Feng’s status and position, getting these warlord leaders to agree to do something unrealistic might not be very likely.
But merely helping him deal with one individual, and afterward receiving significant benefits—such proposals were seldom refused by these leaders, who mostly would give him face.
Cambodia, Nameless Town, inside a tavern.
A dozen burly men, embracing beauties, were drinking heartily and chatting idly.
In the middle, seemingly the leader, a man with a weathered face whose age seemed quite advanced, his temples tinged with streaks of white.
But this man’s eyes twinkled with a cold light, his gaze sharp and chilling.
Ordinary people, if stared at by him a bit too long, would involuntarily feel a shiver down their spine.
“Boss, this mission was really too easy.”
“A few hundred armed men, crushed by us in a blink, anti-government forces?
With such weak strength, they are pushovers!”
“Mountain Cat, listen to yourself, someone who doesn’t know might think that this mission was completed so quickly all because of you.”
“I wouldn’t dare take all the credit our Four Seas Mercenary Corps, without a doubt the strongest is our Boss.”
“With unerring shots, literally a god among gunmen, if my shooting could be one-tenth as good as the Boss’s, I’d be overjoyed!”
These burly men all belonged to an organization named Four Seas Mercenary Corps.
Alcohol and women, for most mercenaries, were indispensable diversions.
They had just perfectly completed a mission and came to this tavern both to revel and to celebrate.
The topics they discussed might have been shocking in the entertainment venues of more peaceful regions.
But Cambodia was already a war-torn area, with constant conflict between the government forces and the insurgents.
In such places, it was natural for mercenary organizations to frequently appear.
“I’m not that skillful.
My former boss always used to tell us that people should have a sense of reverence.”
“Our Four Seas Mercenary Corps has been active in Southeast Asia for so many years, and rarely suffers any major losses.
It’s not because we’re strong, but mainly because we are careful and cautious.”
“This time, our mission was perfectly completed, but I don’t hope that due to our arrogance and pride, there would be any mistakes next time!”
“Many years ago, two of my good brothers died because of a moment’s negligence when they capsized in a ditch and were used as shields by our enemies, dying together in a blast.”
…
He picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip.
After sweeping his gaze over the nearby team members, perhaps reminded of some unbearable past, he sighed deeply and cautioned everyone.
“The boss, every time you talk about your former boss, you admire him so much?
Was he that impressive?” someone in the crowd suddenly asked.
“My boss?
If he were still here, our entire mercenary corps together wouldn’t stand a chance against him.”
“I’ve been in Southeast Asia for many years and have seen plenty of the so-called strongest soldiers, but in my view, their abilities are just so-so.”
“My boss’s skills are beyond description; perhaps, he could be called the strongest human combatant…”
It seemed he was recalling past events as the mercenary leader slightly closed his eyes and explained slowly.
“Really?
Boss, your former boss was that strong?
So many of us together couldn’t beat just him?”
“The strongest human combatant?
How come he disappeared without a trace?”
“Boss, you aren’t joking with us, are you?”
…
Most of the guys in the Four Seas Mercenary Corps were unruly.
They respected their leader mainly because they had truly seen his capabilities.
But now, their own boss was claiming that his former boss might be the strongest human combatant, and none of them together would have a chance against him?
Understandably, these mercenaries found it hard to believe and accept!
Watching his subordinates debate vigorously, the mercenary leader just smiled and didn’t explain much.
After all, he had seen his former boss, with a wave of a hand, gather a sky-full of flames into his palm and then casually snuff it out.
With such strength, wasn’t it reasonable to call his former boss the strongest human combatant?
At that moment, his satellite phone suddenly rang.
Not many knew this phone number.
Usually, if someone called this number, it generally meant there was business to handle.
“A Yanhuang Country’s mobile number?
I haven’t been back for many years, I’ve almost completely lost touch with people there!”
“Why did this number suddenly come through to my phone?”
He glanced at the caller ID, the mercenary leader hesitated, slightly lost in thought.
After signaling those around him to quiet down a bit, he pressed the answer button and connected the call.
“Mingjian, it’s me, Chen Hai…”
When he heard the voice coming from the phone, the mercenary leader’s face lit up with excitement, and he couldn’t help his eyes brimming with tears, “Boss, you’re finally back!”
The mercenary leader was naturally Tian Mingjian.
Wanted domestically and having fled abroad, without any other skills but his extraordinary military abilities, he naturally became a mercenary.
“Let’s go to Myanmar North!”
“You want to know what the strongest human combatant looks like?
My boss is there right now…”
After hanging up the phone, Tian Mingjian waved his hand and called out to his subordinates.