At the beginning, 100,000 dead soldiers formed a group to go to the Eagle Sauce for free shopping

The third item is the attribute enhancement scroll (speed), which is worth 10,000 points.

【Ding~】

【Speed: 20 points Speed: 21 points]

The fourth item is garbage, skip it.

The fifth item is a scroll of attribute enhancement (strength), worth 10,000 points.

Buy and use

【Ding~】

【Strength: 20 points Strength: 21 points]

The sixth item, rubbish, skip it.

Six items, four of which are useful, overall it's pretty good.

Then, Lin Yaozu started the second round of refreshing.

【Remaining refresh times: 2 times 1 time]

Golden light flashes, and six new items appear.

As usual, look at them one by one.

The first one is the space backpack expansion roll (10 cubic meters), 100,000 value points.

Buy it and use it

【Ding~】

【Space backpack: 35 cubic meters 45 cubic meters]

The second item is the Death Soldier Recruitment Camp Upgrade Scroll, 10,000 value points.

This is also a must-buy item.

Buy and use

【Ding~】

【Death Soldier Recruitment Camp: Level 7-8】

【Recruitment efficiency: 640 basic-level warriors/day 1280 basic-level warriors/day]

More than a thousand warriors a day, ten days is ten thousand, it is a bloody profit.

The third item, rubbish, skip it.

The fourth item, attribute enhancement scroll (physique), 10,000 value points.

Buy, use

【Ding~】

【Constitution: 21 points Constitution: 22 points]

The fifth item, rubbish, skip it.

The sixth item, 100,000 dead soldiers recruitment coupons, 100,000 value points.

Although there is no discount, it seems a bit expensive.

However, Lin Yaozu still decided to buy it and put it in the space backpack to prepare for the next wave of trouble.

Then, start the last refresh

【Remaining refresh times: 1 time 0 time]

The first one is garbage, skip it.

The second one is the killing dead recruitment camp, 100,000 value points.

Camp type goods must be bought.

The earlier you buy, the more you will get, and the greater the benefits in the later stage.

Buy, use

【Ding~】

【Killer Recruitment Camp: Level 2 Level 3】

【Recruitment efficiency: 20 elite killing soldiers/day 40 elite killing soldiers/day]

The third item, garbage, skip.

The fourth item, garbage, skip.

The fifth item, garbage, skip.

The sixth item, production blueprint (self-destruct drone), 100,000 value points.

Seeing the last item, Lin Yaozu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he bought it directly and used it.

In an instant, within the territory function, an additional catalog appeared in the armor manufacturing factory.

【1 self-destructing drone/20 suicide soldiers/day]

A production line can accommodate up to 8,000 suicide soldiers and produce up to 400 drones per day.

Lin Yaozu adjusted the 16 production lines of the armor manufacturing factory and changed them all to produce drones.

The current inventory of high-explosive grenades and broadsword mines is as high as more than 2 million each, which is enough for a while.

【Protective gear manufacturing factory production catalog】

【1.6400 self-destruct drones/day]

So far, three refreshes have been made to purchase ten items, consuming a total of 530,000 value points.

A new attribute panel has also been released.

【Unlimited Death Soldier System】

【Host: Lin Yaozu】

【Lifespan: 21/88】

【Strength: 21 (normal human limit 10)】

【Speed: 21 (normal human limit 10)】

【Physical fitness: 22 (normal limit 10)】

【Spirit: 20 (normal person limit 10)】

【Subordinates: 1.1 million death warriors (basic level), 4 killing death warriors (advanced level), 2 special talents】

【Value points: 106215 points】

【Skills: Combat Proficiency, Shooting Proficiency, Infiltration Proficiency, Disguise Proficiency, Lock Picking Proficiency, Dance Proficiency】

【Talents: Teleport, Reincarnation, Photographic Memory, Dead Man Control, Invulnerability to Poison, Knowledge of All World Languages】

【Function: Daily Mall (3 items remaining, 0 refreshes), Territory (8th level of Death Soldier Recruitment Camp, 3th level of Killing Death Soldier Camp, 4 gun manufacturing factories, 4 armor manufacturing factories, 2th level of Death Soldier Training Camp), Space Backpack (45 cubic meters)]

Although there are only more than 100,000 value points left, it is still rising.

If you add the unused 100,000 Death Soldier Recruitment Scroll in the space backpack, the total number of basic-level Death Soldier will reach 1.2 million.

Lin Yaozu thought about it, closed the panel, drank the red wine, and put out the remaining cigarettes.

He stood up and walked slowly into the house.

With nothing to do, he started his daily exercise

……

IRS Headquarters, Washington, D.C.

"How's it going? Did you find it? Good, good...very good...Gather everyone, blockade and surround the place, and conduct a surprise attack today.…～…"

After hearing the good news from his supervisor, the IRS director stood up excitedly, his tone was excited.

After a while, he hung up the phone, but he still couldn't help but look happy.

"Hahahaha…that’s so great!"

"No matter how cunning the fox is, it can't beat a good hunter"

"I finally found out the weakness of these damn guys in the Death Warrior Gang!"

"Once we get all the black money, it will be time to completely eradicate this cancer."

"Humph! Last time, I made such a fool of myself."

"This time, I will take back all the lost face."

When the director said this, there was a hint of hatred in his words.

Then, he put on his hat, went downstairs with a dignified look, got into the car, and asked the driver to drive to the destination.

A few hours later, night fell.

Outside a large building in New York City, one by one, the IRS officers in uniforms, fully armed, began to prepare for the assault.

"Action begins!"

Following the instructions in the headset, they all entered combat mode and launched attacks in an orderly manner from all directions.

A moment later

"Da da da da……"

"Bang Bang Bang……"

"Boom... Boom...……"

The sound of gunfire suddenly resounded throughout the entire block.

At the same time, at the temporary command center a few blocks away, the IRS director, who had just arrived by car, was watching the video of the scene transmitted back by the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft with a smile on his face.

"Good, very good. This is the fighting power that our IRS elites should have."

When several IRS executives heard this, they immediately echoed and flattered him.

"Thank you for the compliment, Director. It is all because of your wise command that this is possible."

"Yes, yes, yes, it should be attributed to the director."

"That's right, last time, if they hadn't been unprepared and underestimated the viciousness of those members of the Death Squad, hundreds of elites wouldn't have died."

What a joke."

Hearing this, the director's smile froze instantly.

He turned his eyes and stared at the last supervisor who spoke, while calculating in his mind.

In two days, an IRS tax bureau branch will be set up at the Antarctic research station, and this guy will be sent there when the time comes.

On the other side, the supervisor felt a chill in his heart for some reason, and when he looked up and saw something wrong with his boss's eyes, he was so scared that his hair stood on end.

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly understood.

It's over!

He said the wrong thing!

He flattered the horse and hit the horse's hoof.

Save it!

It must be saved.

Thinking of this, the supervisor pointed to the video and praised loudly.

"Look! This time, under the wise and powerful command of the director, no one on our side has been injured so far."

After hearing this, the IRS director felt a little more comfortable.

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The next second

"ah……"

The video showed an IRS officer suddenly being shot and falling to the ground, screaming.

At this moment, everyone in the command post froze.

Awkward!

It was so embarrassing!

It was just embarrassing to open the door to embarrassment - it was so embarrassing.

One second ago, he said that no one was injured, and the next second, he was slapped in the face.

Seeing this, the supervisor swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth to continue to talk about it.

"Accidents... These are all accidents... The situation at the scene is complicated... No matter how wise and powerful the command is, there is no way to solve the accident."

"Besides, it was just an officer who was injured by a stray bullet!"

"Other officers have just dragged him to a safe place, so he should be fine."

"

It's okay... there won't be any deaths.

""Boom~"

There was a loud noise, and the video showed that several officers and several assassins in the distance had died together.

The explosion came from a high-explosive grenade, and there was no body left of those people, only charred limbs and broken bodies.

The slap in the face scene reappeared.

Moreover, it was an instant slap in the face.

This time, the supervisor was stunned and kept thinking about how to make up his mind. On the other side, the eyes of the IRS director and several other supervisors looking at him had some subtle fluctuations.

Once was a coincidence, and twice in a row was also a coincidence?

Under such inexplicable gazes of the crowd, the supervisor felt particularly Alexander, and suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of an excuse.

"This building contains billions of dollars of illegal money obtained by the Death Soldier Gang. Although... although there have been some sacrifices at present, relatively speaking, all of this is worth it."

Hearing this, the IRS director nodded, indicating that he agreed with this point of view.

A few minutes later

"Report: All members of the Death Soldier Gang have been wiped out, but no clues to the black money have been found."

After hearing the report from the officer, the IRS director was stunned for a moment, and so were the supervisors next to him.

Ten seconds later, the director, with red eyes, roared wildly into the microphone :

""Search! Dig deep! Search hard! The black gold is hidden in that building! We will definitely find it."

Then, he turned off the intercom and stared at his subordinates with sharp eyes.

"The intelligence was provided by you. If it wasn't provided, you know the consequences."

At this point, he stared at the subordinate who had been making bad comments.

"And you, James, you got promoted."

Hearing this, the supervisor paused in astonishment, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Thank you...thank you...I actually got a promotion...oh...this is incredible!"

""Mr. Director, even if we don't find it this time, it doesn't matter. The members of the Death Soldier Gang are cunning and numerous. Maybe they have hidden the black gold in other strongholds. As long as we destroy enough strongholds, we will definitely find the black gold."

The director sneered and nodded.

"James, thank you for your suggestion. A new IRS branch will be established at the Antarctic Research Station. You will be the director of the branch in the future. You will take up the position tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, the supervisor smiled happily.

"Branch Manager... I was promoted to branch manager! That's great!"

"Huh? Something seems wrong!"

"Antarctic research station? Antarctica? ? ?"

In a flash, the supervisor finally understood what was meant. His eyes widened as he looked at his boss in disbelief.

Going to Antarctica after a promotion?

This is not a promotion at all! It

's clearly exile to the frontier!

Any further away, and he would have been exiled off the planet.

"No... not... Director... this... Antarctica…"

".Come, send James Branch Director to the Antarctic Research Station to take up his post"

"Oh! NO!!!"

Two officers came in and took the man away.

The other supervisors beside them were trembling with fear.

This is too miserable!

Being exiled to Antarctica is called a promotion.

Shrimp and pig heart, it's just shrimp and pig heart!

Ten minutes later

""Director, we have searched five times and checked all places. There is no trace of black gold at all."

The officer in the building reported the results again, and the command post fell into a dead silence.

After a long while, the director's roar resounded throughout the street.

"FUCK! You are a bunch of trash, waste, perverts, idiots, you messed up even this little thing"

"Damn it, why do I have such stupid subordinates? You are the worst supervisors I have ever had."

"You can't even do a simple task, what's the point of having you?"

Several supervisors lowered their heads, trembling with fear after being scolded, not daring to speak, nor to refute.

After a while, the director finished swearing, and shouted loudly with anger.

"You bunch of losers, what are you still doing standing there?"

"Why don't you take your men to raid other places where the Death Soldiers Gang might be hiding the black gold?"

"Remember, you must find the black gold as soon as possible before those guys transfer it again, understand?"

All the supervisors nodded and ran out to gather the IRS officers to prepare for separate actions.

That night, a large number of IRS members acted in groups, organized and premeditated attacks on the various bases of the Death Soldier Gang, and frantically searched for the black gold.

But unfortunately, time and time again, the result is self-evident, it is impossible to find it.

It's as if the money has disappeared out of thin air.

The next day, early in the morning.

New York, IRS temporary command post

"Building 369, Third Avenue, Niugail Street, the base of the Death Soldier Gang, no trace of the black gold has been found.

Hearing this, the director hung up the phone, his face filled with numbness and madness.

"No! Why no? Where did the damn death squad hide the money?"

"This is the 17th stronghold we raided, and we still have nothing to show for it."

"FUCK! These 17 raids combined resulted in the deaths of more than 200 officers. Those damned Zhao guys were so fearless."

"No, we can't go on, we have to retreat temporarily."

Thinking of this, the director gritted his teeth and issued a new order angrily.

On the other side, after receiving this order, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Outside a certain building, a group of dusty officers

"Great, it’s finally over!"

"Damn the members of the Death Soldier Gang, a bunch of lunatics, so difficult to deal with, I don't want to deal with them again in my life"

"Phew...those people are the most fearless enemies I have ever seen in my life."

"Go back and have a good rest. I can't wait to take a hot bath."

"……"

At the same time.

Koryo, Four Seasons Hotel, Presidential Suite

【Ding~】

【The subordinates' death squad (36 people) triggered the encounter, which took 10 minutes and 36 seconds. The battle failed. Click here to view the results.……】

【Ding~】

【The subordinates' death squad (56 people) triggered the encounter, which took 23 minutes and 53 seconds. The battle failed. Click here to view the detailed results.……】

【Ding~】

【The subordinates' death squad (43 people) triggered the encounter, which took 20 minutes and 12 seconds. The battle failed. Click here to view the results.……】

……

As soon as he opened his eyes and hadn't had time to do his morning exercises, Lin Yaozu was confused by a series of battle failure prompts.

Seeing this, he thought about it and clicked on the detailed results.

【Participants: 36 basic-level death warriors】

【Our casualties: 36 basic-level soldiers killed, 0 seriously injured, 0 slightly injured】

【Enemy casualties: 5 IRS officers killed, 3 seriously injured, 2 slightly injured】

【Harvest: None】

【Battle replay (10 minutes and 36 seconds)】

"IRS? IRS again? Are you crazy? Over and over again, do you really think I won't get angry?"

At this moment, after seeing the enemy's information, Lin Yaozu was a little angry.

Then, by constantly using the battle replay function, he knew the whole process of the battle.

In response, Lin Yaozu's eyes flashed coldly, and his mind moved, and he issued an order immediately.