Farming Life Starting in Africa

Oh no, we've fallen for their trap.

The thought crossed their minds simultaneously, and they were filled with regret. They shouldn't have gotten off the bus so rashly.

Arakon lowered his voice and ordered the driver urgently and sternly, "Cover me up as I get back to the car, we're leaving right now!"

The driver's face turned deathly pale, but his mind cleared instantly.

To put it bluntly, the order was to keep him alive as a live target, using his own life to buy time for Aracon to escape.

But he had no choice but to agree. His entire family lived in Nogalis, their roots firmly planted there for generations.

If he dares to disobey orders today, his entire family will be killed and their bodies displayed as a warning to others within one night.

The driver took a deep breath of the cold wind carrying yellow sand, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes. His right hand quickly reached for the pistol at his waist, ready to fight to the death.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the gun handle, a muffled gunshot suddenly rang out.

A bullet pierced his skull precisely, and blood gushed out instantly. The driver didn't even have time to scream before his body went limp and he collapsed onto the scorching hot road, lifeless.

Just as Aracon turned to flee towards the car door, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his calf; a bullet had pierced his leg bone. The immense impact caused him to lose his balance and fall heavily against the car door, the excruciating pain instantly engulfing his entire body.

Extreme fear gripped his heart instantly; Aracon froze, trembling as he turned to look at the police car.

The police car door was slowly pushed open, and a tall figure in a neat police uniform stepped out.

The moment Arakon saw that face clearly, his face turned ashen, his blood seemed to freeze, and even his breathing stopped.

It's him!

Back then, it was he and his brother Lei who personally executed this man's entire family.

At that time, Alejandro was still working in the prosecutor's office. He held real power and relentlessly pursued the evidence against Fausto, determined to send the head of the Sonora Group to prison and uphold the justice in his heart.

To intimidate any public officials who dared to investigate or target them, Fausto had the Diaz brothers take action, directly targeting Alejandro's family and destroying everything in the most brutal way.

Outside the Mexican valley, Fu Longsheng was crouching on a flat, open section of road, setting up two M1 81mm mortars.

These two iron lumps are not just for show; they are their key weapons for this assault, specifically designed to clear all obstacles for the Paramount Marauder armored vehicles that are about to charge.

According to the pre-arranged tactics, after the armored vehicles rush into the valley and break through the outer defense line, the two mortars will immediately turn their guns around and block the road section at the entrance of the valley.

Block all possible reinforcements from the drug lords, completely cutting off their reinforcements.

Fu Longsheng casually picked up a shell, weighed it in his hand, and couldn't help but twitch his lips, feeling utterly helpless.

Each shell weighs nearly ten pounds. It's obvious that when this thing hits the ground and explodes, within a radius of twenty meters, let alone living people, any carbon-based creature with flesh and blood will be either dead or maimed.

Using military-grade heavy weaponry to deal with a group of armed drug lords is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut—it's far too much.

These drug lords probably never imagined they would be targeted and surrounded by such top-tier firepower.

Meanwhile, on Paramount Marauder, Chen Ximeng's fingers flew across the keyboard, his hands typing rapidly, the clattering of the keys rising and falling at an absurdly fast pace.

He had quickly written a simple positioning program and was now inputting precise coordinates into each of the eighty racing drones connected to the system, making final adjustments before the mission.

As planned, a few moments later, all of these time-traveling machines would be deployed, rushing at high speed and crashing directly into every window of the castle, delivering a surprise gift to those inside.

As for the scattered guards deep in the valley, there's no need to worry about them. After the mortars clear the way, the rest can be left to the tough Paramount raiders to handle.

Those guards only had rifles and pistols at most, not even a shred of heavy firepower. Spraying bullets at the armored vehicle's thick bulletproof armor was a complete waste of effort and wouldn't cause any effective damage.

Rosen and a few others watched the live feed from the drone, their eyes scanning every corner of the castle as they searched intently for Guan Yuming's whereabouts.

Ever since Guan Yuming entered the castle alone, he has completely lost signal, and no one knows which room he is locked in.

Just as everyone was intently watching the screen and patiently investigating, there was a sudden movement in the corner of the screen.

In the deepest part of the castle, on the top floor, a tightly closed window was gently pushed open from the inside, and a breeze flowed in through the crack.

Rosen's eyes narrowed, instantly locking onto two figures on the balcony.

Standing by the window was Guan Yuming, who had been out of contact for quite some time. Beside him leaned a young Asian woman with black hair; it was obvious that this was his daughter.

Even through the screen, the oppressive atmosphere was palpable. Guan Yuming kept speaking in a low voice, as if comforting his frightened daughter.

The woman beside him kept her head down the whole time, her shoulders trembling slightly, and silent tears kept falling. She was filled with fear and grievance.

"Target locked, Ximeng, how much longer?"

Chen Ximeng's fingers flew across the keyboard as he quickly replied without looking up: "You mark the coordinates of his room on the 3D map. Once I've finished calibrating, we can begin. It should take at most ten minutes!"

The ten-minute wait passed in the blink of an eye. The next moment, eighty racing drones started up simultaneously. The dense array of drones instantly emitted a piercing buzz, and the huge noise instantly broke the silence of the valley. The sound was extremely penetrating and could be heard from afar.

The drug lord's guards on patrol at the mouth of the valley immediately noticed the abnormality and looked up in the direction of the sound, their expressions all becoming serious.

Meanwhile, at the rear of the formation, a significantly larger, heavy-duty drone slowly took off, with a black gun bag steadily mounted on its underside.

Everyone was focused on the upcoming castle raid, and no one noticed a black dot suddenly appearing on the surveillance footage at the valley entrance.

A black Mercedes-Benz silently drove into the valley section of the road at a steady speed, appearing completely harmless.

Chen Ximeng immediately noticed the change in the scene, his eyes darkened, and he whispered a reminder: "An unfamiliar vehicle is entering the valley."

Rosen glanced at the car model casually and said without hesitation, "Continue with the original mission, ignore it."

It's just an ordinary civilian car with a thin sheet metal body; a single grenade could easily flip it over. There's no need to worry about it.