Blackstone Code

In a dark room, Sanchez was sitting on the sofa watching TV. His arms and half of his chest were bandaged, and there was still some redness spreading outwards.

The injury was serious, but with proper and timely rescue, he survived.

Now the Malorites were looking for him, the Malorites were looking for him, almost everyone was looking for him.

The Marillos believed that he wanted to eliminate the sins that the Marorians had inflicted on the Marillos over the years through racial integration. They considered Sanchez a sinful bastard and a liar.

He is an executioner, and he has even killed many Marillos himself. Now he is pretending to be a good person. The Marillos do not accept his ideas and want to kill him to prove that he is stupid and wrong.

Another group of people, the Mallorians, thought that he was a traitor among the Mallorians who actually wanted to mix with the lowly Malorians. Some of the extreme racists among them also issued a death order against him.

Until now, he didn't know whether it was the Mallorians and Marillos who assassinated him, or those who assassinated the general.

But no matter what, he is safe and dangerous now.

He was so seriously injured that the Federation people rescued him and kept him safe, which also made him realize how important he was.

The Federation people would not let him die or disappear, especially after he learned that Isabella was missing and his two younger brothers died and escaped, he became even more sure of this, and the Federation people would save him even if they died.

This is a safe house provided by the federal people. When the situation outside is turbulent and wars break out frequently, the best proof is that he can still watch TV leisurely.

What was reported on TV was what happened here yesterday. This is a small city in Marillo close to the federal border, which has also been affected by some wars.

Two local gangs...well, they don't admit that they are gangs, they think that they are also warlords. Yesterday, a firefight broke out in the city center, resulting in dozens of deaths.

The mayor severely rebuked their behavior at a press conference in the evening and assured the people that these people would be evicted so that the people can live in a safe environment.

As a result, early this morning, the mayor, his wife and three children were found hanging from a street lamp outside the city hall.

The five people were all naked, and the people used knives to carve the words "This place belongs to us" on their skin.

The citizens...were numb, not angry.

Because this kind of thing is very common in Marillo. Since the puppet government stopped resisting and accepted the fact that Marillo is now ruled by warlords, the ability of local governments to control the local area has declined.

Instead, those gangs, the warlords, started to become the mainstream of society because they had guns.

When soldiers do not obey the will of the country and weapons become rampant, this society is doomed.

The mayor used his integrity and bravery to tell people again that this is Marillo, and whoever has a big fist will make sense.

Sanchez switched channels out of boredom. He had killed five or six mayors with his own hands. He lost count. There were always some people who wanted to resist the rule of his dead father.

Whether they want to bribe the people or really do something, this has touched the interests of the warlords. They do not allow anyone to do that, and whoever does it will be killed.

The channel being switched was playing a beauty pageant program. The federal beauty pageant and bodybuilding trend had also spread to Marillo, and many places with stable governance were engaged in such activities.

There is no shortage of beauties in Marillo, maybe because of blood, many girls are quite beautiful, which also gives beauty pageants a huge market.

Watching those girls wearing simple clothes showing the beauty of their bodies in front of people, every man will cheer for these girls.

Most of the beauty pageant champions will be given as gifts to the big warlords, and their fate will not be too miserable, although it is a bit like being ruined by the big warlords or their sons.

But it is better than suddenly someone breaking into the house because they heard about a girl's reputation, committing violence and then leaving calmly. Some people may even cause massacre.

It's a sick society, but everyone here thinks...this is normal.

I changed a few more channels, all of which were brainwashing programs and recruitment advertisements. Now all the warlords are actively expanding their strength. They seem to be aware of something, and may want to solve all problems at once.

Sanchez turned off the television and complained, "When are your people coming?"

He had expected his federal liaison to tell him, "Just wait, just wait." He had heard this dozens of times.

But what he didn't expect was that the liaison officer looked at him with a long-lost smile on his face, "Our people are already on the way, and they will arrive here the day after tomorrow at most in the afternoon. All you have to do now is think about it. Whoever is reliable, we will start fighting soon.”

Sanchez was stunned for a moment, and then a look of crazy surprise appeared on his face. He took a few steps back and forth, cursed in a Marillo accent for a while, and then asked, "Is it the Army?"

"I heard that the Army in the security area is more powerful, could it be them?"

He shook his head as he spoke, "No, the security area is going to defend Bupen. Should it be another military district, the Southern Military District?"

The liaison officer shook his head, "No, it's someone from Blackstone Security."

Sanchez was stunned, "Aren't you kidding me, Blackstone Security Enterprise?"

He heard that the word should be a private enterprise, and an exaggerated expression appeared on his face, "I have been waiting for so long, just to wait for military assistance from a private enterprise?"

He laughed angrily, nothing could be more ridiculous.

The liaison officer explained, "We will not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries, nor will we intervene in military conflicts abroad. This is the foreign policy of the Federation."

"But companies are not restricted by these rules. Blackstone Security has elite combat personnel and command staff. In some ways, they are more suitable for your situation than the federal army."

"Of course, I also want to inform you, Mr. Sanchez, that you now owe the federation 1.6 billion federal soles. After we help you stabilize the situation, we will find a way to recover the money in a way acceptable to both of us. ."

Sanchez looked at his liaison like a fool and almost stopped asking, "When the hell did I owe you all that money?"

Perhaps the problem in his heart could be seen through his eyes. The liaison officer reminded him, "This is the fee paid to Blackstone Security. The federal government helped you advance it..."

"Fuck!" Sanchez kicked the sofa, and then he grinned in pain. The movement was too big and stretched the wound. Now he just wanted to point a gun at something and pull the trigger.

He had never seen such a shameless government, but suddenly, he became quiet again. He realized another possibility and asked, "Is it true that before I pay back the money, you won't do it casually?" Let me die?"

The liaison officer thought for a while and said, "You can understand it this way."

Sanchez felt comfortable, and it seemed good to spend the next 160 million federal soles to save his current life.

He sat back on the sofa and switched to the beauty pageant channel to watch. He swore that when he got his things back, he would make these people pay the price.

About two days later, early in the morning, he was called by the liaison officer. After a simple disguise, the two left their hidden house in the darkness and came to the outskirts of the city. Here, he saw the heavily armed " Mercenary".

This is how he understood it. These are mercenaries. There are mercenaries in Marillo. Those people are willing to do anything for money. They are willing to kill, rob, massacre or burn. As long as they give money, they have no taboos.

The people in front of me... don't look much like those lunatics, because the way they dress is very intimidating.

Especially the badges on their hats and the badges on their chests. The black matte triangles are filled with golden threads. Inexplicably, they give people a sense of trust.

"I am the person in charge of this operation..." A military colonel stood up.

He is one of the people selected by the Ministry of Defense and a future general. In addition to him, there are many officers who have joined this operation. Isabella will also arrange people for it later.

Supporting a force is not safe. In order to avoid unpredictable problems, they must find Isabella.

As for not being able to find it?

That's impossible, you will definitely find it!

Sanchez tilted his head, indicating that he was injured, and then stretched out his left hand, "Hello, I am Sanchez, how many of you are here?"

"Three thousand people."

Sanchez looked behind him and said, "It doesn't look like that much."

"Everyone else is outside the city. If there are too many of us, we will be easily discovered. What should we do next?" the colonel looked at the liaison officer.

The latter didn't say much, "Let's proceed as planned. Let's clean out the resistance forces in this city first. Do you have any experience in street fighting?"

The liaison officer has been staying here during this time, and he found that the war is not what many people imagined, or what it was in TV and movies.

Fighting in open fields or dense forests, no, the main battlefield in modern warfare is still in cities. Street fighting is actually very scary, because you don't know where and when a bullet will fly.

Even the searched rooms were still potentially dangerous, and he was afraid that these people might cause some trouble.

The colonel showed great confidence, "We have veterans from Amelia. They have participated in street fighting and mountain fighting there. Trust us, we are very professional."

"You just need to tell us who is our friend and who is the enemy, that's all!"