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Chapter 173, Section 172: To Die for the General! The Polar Bear Mercenary Group is Annihilated!

The polar bear mercenaries opposite also noticed that the black man was starting to show fear. Adam was overjoyed; he didn't need to run away anymore, as these black men weren't that elite.

"Attack! Attack! They're about to collapse!"

Adam was full of confidence and felt he had succeeded, but he saw the black man opposite him slowly backing away.

Suddenly, the ground shook. Adam and the others looked at each other, wondering what that sound was.
Two steel behemoths appeared in their field of vision. Adam was dumbfounded. These... these are tanks?

T-80 main battle tank? Adam was dumbfounded. How did the tank get here? This is the Amazon rainforest!

Yang Jun sat inside a T80 tank, maneuvering it forward at breakneck speed. He intended to drive the tank himself, because no one else could drive it as well as he could!
Yang Jun learned from Ah Hu that he was an expert driver, not only in cars, but also in tanks and fighter jets.

"Die! I'll blast you to bits!"

Yang Jun roared, aimed the cannon at Adam and the others' cover, and pressed the fire button.

Wu Sheng was stunned. He had only recently learned to drive a tank and was not yet proficient, so he could only assist Yang Jun.

The 125mm smoothbore tank gun fired at the Polar Bear mercenary group's bunker, killing two people instantly. The remaining three survived but were seriously injured.

Adam was blasted away by the shockwave. He stood up, spat out the dirt in his mouth, and angrily cursed:

"Damn those Russians, why did they sell the tanks to someone else!"

"Use man-portable grenades to bombard the tanks, or we'll all die!"

Adam was shocked. Behind the two tanks were hundreds of infantrymen who were firing at them.

Damn it! What's going on? They're just mercenaries, how did they run into a combined arms force?

"My God! Who are these people?"

Adam believed that even the Colombian regular army was not as elite as the troops in front of him, having already driven tanks into the Amazon rainforest.

Adam certainly didn't know that storage space existed in the world.

Yang Jun cheated, using his storage space to move two powerful weapons over, which crushed the Polar Bear Mercenary Group.

boom.
The Polar Bear Mercenary Group fired a man-portable grenade launcher, which hit Yang Jun's T-80 main battle tank head-on, bringing the tank to a stop.

"Haha! We hit it! We destroyed a tank!"

Adam beamed with excitement, but his joy was short-lived. The T80 tank started moving again, its machine guns firing at the grenade launcher who was just about to celebrate.

Da da da da da da
The polar bear mercenaries who had just fired at the tank were riddled with bullets, and the cheers around them fell silent.

Inside the tank, Yang Jun hummed a tune with pride. This T-80 main battle tank was a second-generation improved version, with additional reactive armor installed on the upper front armor, which was equivalent to wearing two layers of armor, making it famously tough and thick-skinned.

Yang Jun handed over the task of driving the tank to Wu Sheng, allowing him to focus on operating the weapon system and using machine guns and smoothbore tank cannons to inflict heavy casualties on the enemy.

Cool!
A man should drive a tank and conquer the battlefield. In his previous life, Yang Jun's favorite game was called Tank Battle. But a game is just a game. It's nothing compared to the thrill of driving a tank and taking down the enemy in real life!
That was awesome! So awesome!
Ushiro was also envious and wanted to try operating the machine gun.

"Brother Jun, could we switch seats?"

"Get out of here and drive the tank properly for me!"

Yang Jun refused outright, saying that while tanks can be driven anytime, live targets are not always readily available.

In less than a minute, the Polar Bear Mercenary Group was routed and surrendered, and Adam also raised the white flag.

There was no chance! There was absolutely no chance. With the addition of tanks, the Wolf Warrior mercenary group, with its superior numbers and weaponry, completely overwhelmed the Polar Bear.

"I surrender, please don't kill me!"

"God! They're horrible, they're a bunch of lunatics!"

The Polar Bear mercenary group quickly discovered that these Asian soldiers were far more formidable than the Black soldiers. Not only were they accurate marksmen, but they also understood tactical coordination, allowing them to crush the remaining Polar Bear mercenary group.

The Polar Bear Mercenary Group was reduced to just over 30 members, fleeing through the jungle, but they were already surrounded by the War Wolf Mercenary Group and foreign legions.

Yang Jun climbed out of the tank, saw the white man raise his hands, and then stepped out and said:

Where is their commander?

Adam was grabbed by two black men and brought before Yang Jun. He looked disheveled and covered in dirt.

Adam looked up and saw an Asian man looking at him mockingly.

Do you still remember me?

Adam shook his head. He couldn't tell the faces of these Asians apart; they all looked pretty much the same. He was face-blind.

Yang Jun patted Adam's face and teased him with a smile:
"Didn't you send Lucas to assassinate me? Don't you remember?"

Adam's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in shock:

"You're that Hong Kong tycoon, you, you, you..."

Adam never imagined that the person he was supposed to assassinate would come all the way from Hong Kong and hunt down his mercenary group.

It's unexpected that such a thing never happens to mercenary groups, where they are hunted down by their targets instead.

Good heavens! Even movies wouldn't show such an outrageous plot.
"Mr. Yang, it's a misunderstanding! How about we put our differences behind us?"

“You should go find the employer! Find John, he’s the culprit.”

Adam suddenly realized that John was dead and looked at Yang Jun in shock. Could it be...?
Yang Jun said with amusement:
"You guessed right, but there's no reward! I'll send you down to see John; you can settle accounts with him this afternoon!"

Yang Jun took out a silver Desert Eagle, a beautifully curved work of art, silver-white in color.

"You're lucky to have died by this gun."

Yang Jun blew Adam's head off with a single shot. The Desert Eagle bullet was a .50 caliber, 12.7 mm pistol round, which was incredibly powerful at close range.

Adam's head exploded like a watermelon; it was incredibly bloody.

Damn, Yang Jun was covered in blood. He felt frustrated. The Desert Eagle was good-looking, but it was utterly useless!
The Desert Eagle is a benevolent gun; it doesn't kill bad guys!

"My designer suit!" Yang Jun shook his head and put away the Desert Eagle.

"What about our casualties?"

Yang Jun asked Yang Yifei, who was standing next to him, "This cousin of yours is doing very well now. He's Wang Jianjun's deputy, and Wang Jianguo has become the third-in-command."

Yang Yifei was a bit tanned and looked much more mature than a year ago. He said to his cousin Yang Jun:
"Our foreign legion suffered 25 deaths, and the special operations battalion had one wounded, but no one died!"

Yang Jun breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the foreign legion absorbed the initial damage; otherwise, the special operations brigade would have suffered at least double-digit casualties.

The Polar Bear Mercenary Group is highly trained and equipped with sophisticated weapons, including a number of light machine guns. The foreign legion deserves much credit for their great victory!

"Search the camp and see if there's any valuables hidden there."

It's a good habit to touch the body after killing someone!
The Polar Bear Mercenary Group has over 100 members. Such a large mercenary group must have a lot of wealth, which would be a good way to reward its subordinates.

Soon, Wang Jianjun led a group of prisoners and found over a million dollars worth of gold and US dollars in the camp; they found nothing else. "Boss, the Polar Bear Mercenary Group's treasurer said that their leader has deposited over 500 million US dollars in a Swiss bank."

Tom, the second-in-command of the Polar Bear Mercenary Group, whose hands were tied behind his back, quickly said:
"Yes, as long as you let me go, I will give you this money!"

Tom seized the opportunity to negotiate with Yang Jun, as he only wanted to survive.

Yang Jun snorted coldly, kicked Tom, and said disdainfully:
"Five million US dollars? That's not enough. You can take it down there yourself."

Yang Jun didn't want things to get complicated, after all, taking him to a Swiss bank to withdraw money was too far-fetched.

"No prisoners, kill them all, avenge our black brothers!"

At Yang Jun's command, the dozens of captured Polar Bear mercenaries turned ashen-faced and began to curse or cry out for their parents!

Don't blame me for being ruthless. Blame your commander for being blind and daring to mess with just anyone.

Bang bang bang.
After a burst of gunfire, the Polar Bear mercenary group, whose hands were tied behind their backs, were executed. The Polar Bear, a renowned mercenary group, was officially wiped out and became history, leaving only a dilapidated camp behind.

Yang Jun glanced at the blood-soaked camp and said to Wang Jianjun and Tian Yangyi:
"Bring our fallen Black brothers back to the Democratic Republic of Congo for a proper burial, so they may rest in peace!"

Although Yang Jun considered the foreign legion as cannon fodder in his heart, he couldn't say it out loud. He kept calling them brothers, giving them plenty of emotional value.

Yang Jun glanced at the foreign legion and saw that they were indeed moved, deeply touched by the respect he showed them.

"The brave warriors of the foreign legion who fought just now will be rewarded with $1 and a Warrior Medal for each person they kill."

Yang Jun is about to reward those who have made contributions, starting with the foreign legion. For every person killed, there will be a reward of ten thousand US dollars.

The black leader of the foreign legion's eyes lit up. Ten thousand US dollars? That's enough to lift them out of poverty and into a comfortable life.

"I just killed someone."

"Haha! I took down two guys, buddy!"

Some Black men rushed out to claim military merits, which made Tian Yangyi's face turn black. So many people were claiming merits, does the Polar Bear Mercenary Group even have that many people?

"Stop arguing. Don't try to claim credit for yourselves. Each of your bullets is marked. We'll know once you take them out."

"Anyone caught falsely claiming military merits will have their hands and feet cut off!"

Upon hearing Tian Yangyi's words, the black men all quieted down. Their combat strength was far inferior to that of the Polar Bear Mercenary Group, and they had only killed a dozen or so people just now.

"Boss, those are the eleven men; two of them have already been killed in battle!"

A row of burly, dark-skinned men, baring their front teeth, stared curiously at Yang Jun. They knew that the man before them was the commander-in-chief of the army and the big spender who gave them money!
"You are all warriors, warriors worthy of respect. I will personally award you the Warrior Medal and give you the honor you deserve!"

Yang Jun personally pinned a warrior badge on everyone, then handed each person ten thousand US dollars, shook hands with each of them, and let these big black men know who their big spender was.

They'll fight for whoever feeds them!

Yang Jun gave them a reward of over ten thousand US dollars, which made these black men excitedly shout!
These black men were initially a bit afraid of death, but when they saw their eleven comrades who received a $10,000 reward, their eyes turned red with envy.

"Oh my god! I should be braver so my family can have a better life!"

"I will practice my marksmanship diligently and kill people to earn merit!"

"The general really gave me ten thousand US dollars; I'd die for him!"

These big black men started discussing amongst themselves, and soon they all shouted out a sentence in Chinese in unison.

"I will die for the general!"

Yang Jun was stunned. These big black men could speak Chinese?

Tian Yangyi fawned over Yang Jun, trying to curry favor:

"Boss, what's wrong? I personally taught you, isn't that impressive!"

Yang Jun was both amused and exasperated. A group of burly black men were pledging allegiance to him; something just felt off!
"Nonsense! Don't do it again!"

Although Yang Jun was cursing, AK couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

The complete annihilation of the Polar Bear Mercenary Group caused a huge uproar in the mercenary world, with many mercenary organizations inquiring about who had wiped out the group.

But when they learned that the Polar Bear Mercenary Group had been wiped out in retaliation for assassinating Yang Jun in Hong Kong, the mercenaries were shocked.

They can't afford to mess with him! Some well-informed mercenary groups have set a rule: Mr. Yang from Hong Kong is absolutely not to be trifled with.

Meanwhile, a mercenary group composed of Chinese people is active in the mercenary world. They have risen to power by stepping over the corpses of the Polar Bear Mercenary Group. The War Wolf Mercenary Group, ranked eleventh in the mercenary world, has an unknown number of members, but its combat power is terrifying. Its base is in the Democratic Republic of Congo.

Hong Kong Giant Empire Group.

Ruan Mei, wearing a white shirt, a black pencil skirt, and black stockings over her long legs, rested her hands on the table and reported to Yang Jun:

"Boss, the total market value of the telephone company is HK$20 billion. The Telecom Corporation is not listed. They are all major shareholders of Hong Kong Telecom."

Yang Jun set his sights on the telephone company and the Eastern Telegraph Office. The telephone company was mainly responsible for local telephone business in Hong Kong, while the Eastern Telegraph Office was responsible for international telephone and telegraph business. Both were leading companies in Hong Kong's telecommunications industry.

Cable & Telegraph is an international telecommunications giant with operations in 33 countries, focusing on the Caribbean, Macau, Panama, Hong Kong, and other regions. It is a century-old company.

They joined forces and established Hong Kong Telecom, essentially monopolizing the telecommunications industry in Hong Kong.

"Boss, please don't do this, I can't continue my report like this."

Yang Jun reached his hand under Ruan Mei's skirt, enjoying the silky smoothness of her black stockings.
Be a secretary when you have something to do, and be a secretary when you have nothing to do.

"Keep reporting, don't stop!"

Yang Jun joked with a smile, his hands never stopping.

Ruan Mei rolled her eyes at Yang Jun and stormed out of the office.

"You rascal, this is the office!"

Yang Jun shook his head. This little girl is still too reserved; she needs some more guidance!
Meanwhile, Ahua walked into the office, already used to this situation.

"Boss, Zhou Ruifa hasn't been filming these past few days because he went to a casino in Macau to gamble and lost several million."

What? Yang Jun frowned. Did this guy really think he was the God of Gamblers?
I'd never heard of Zhou Ruifa being a gambler in my past life! I did hear that his father was a gambler who gambled away the family home. Could this kind of personality be hereditary?
"Notify Sister Thirteen of Macau not to let Zhou Ruifa into the casino!"

Yang Jun owns shares in casinos in Macau. With just a word from Yang Jun, Zhou Ruifa can't go to Macau.

Ahua nodded, admiring Yang Jun's care for his employees, and said with a smile:

"I hope Zhou Ruifa can understand your good intentions. A little gambling is harmless, but excessive gambling will bankrupt you."

"Also, Lei Gong of the Sanlian Gang has been shot and killed. His funeral is the day after tomorrow, and you are invited to attend!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun thought Ding Yao couldn't help but take action? Lei Gong is really committing a sin; being cuckolded is bad enough, but being shot to death by his sister-in-law is even worse.

(End of this chapter)