Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

Boom

! "It's over! It's over! Damn bastards! Who's helping them!" Kazaku's

presidential palace, President Bao Luo Yabi hid under the table, shocked and angry.

The office was dark, as was the presidential palace, and his future and life were the same.

The electromagnetic pulse bomb that exploded was extremely widespread, and Yaoundé's power grid was already garbage, and this explosion directly destroyed the entire city.

In addition, those military radio facilities and electronic equipment are all gone

! Electromagnetic pulse bombs do not fail electronic equipment by rubbing them, but will instantly generate thousands of volts of transient voltage in the circuit, directly physically burning these equipment!

Where did these poor devils find the goods! The Zhengfu army has no goods!

As we all know, Africa is full of guns, bombs everywhere, bomb attacks everywhere.

But the armed groups in Africa, whether they are in the main government or unofficial, have little will to fight.

One dead person trembles, two dead people panic, three dead people slip away - maybe exaggerated, but in general, this is the state.

Cruelty is cruelty, but in terms of war, North Africa is okay, but Kazakh belongs to the central and western regions, so naturally it is more dish.

This dish is the same for both sides, and now that the Jeongfu Army is completely pressed and beaten, it is only a matter of time before he, the president, is captured and then dies.

A rocket shot directly pierced the office wall, and the huge impact knocked Abby off with the table, glass and debris flew around!

"Ah!" In

the chaos, Abi tried to get up from the ruins, buzzing in his ears, and warm liquid slid down his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose.

Flames and moonlight shone on the square, and he looked out, barely seeing some dark shadows cheering.

He was desperate.

"O God... Save me..."

he prayed with his back against the wall, the only thing he could do.

He didn't hear the gunshots, and bullets poured wildly into a honeycomb of the door, which was then smashed by an intruder.

Abi did not see this scene, nor did he notice it in the slightest, his ears could only hear the humming sound, and he could do nothing but pray.

He will die, and after his death, the country will definitely fall into division, and the Kazaku, although small, also has 20,000 troops.

They will certainly not give in to the separatists, these terrorists, but with a fight, they will gradually divide and will have their own ideas.

When all those with weapons think they can be president, hell comes.

"O God... Save me... Save the country..." A

group of heavily armed men broke in, but their movements appeared unprofessional, like a bunch of villains.

Just as these scoundrels were about to reach out and pull Abi's clothes, a miracle happened.

In the dark night sky, dazzling pillars of light illuminated every corner of the presidential palace, and Abi, who had his eyes closed, was attracted by this strong light.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he could only hold his hands in front of him, barely able to see what was going on.

And what he saw was a person walking out of the bright light, yes, a person.

"God... God has manifested?" said Abi dumbfounded.

Carl, who landed in front of him, heard this sentence and thought it was very interesting.

The hovercar's own machine gun opens, locks onto the enemy under Britz's control, and shoots in unison.

Abi turned around in amazement, and saw several separatists falling straight down, and their faces seemed to be punched with large holes - these machine guns were extremely lethal and could easily break the human body.

He prayed to God, and the angel came to his aid with his weapon!

You are an angel!" Abby

excitedly tried to hold Carl's thigh, but the pain in his leg made it difficult for him to move, and he could only crawl ugly on the ground.

But anyway, it was the only lifesaver he could grasp.

"He's not going to go crazy after going through big ups and downs, it's quite troublesome to change the president." Carl looked at Abby's appearance and frowned.

"This... It's hard to say, but I think he's just a little excited, and he can't hear you right now. Britz was also a little confused, "The enemies have been cleaned up, Mr. Custer has completed the pursuit, but there are still two crystals missing."

There is a group of enemies who crash in the rainforest and the pursuit will take some time.

"Let him come back, these two crystals will be given to them, but I hope they don't regret it."

"Got it—Ms. Nelson is almost here, and she seems to be a little upset that you haven't looked at her in a long time."

"Uh... All right. Remembering

the "deep communication" with Greer before, this strengthened kitten's toughness, Carl's face was a little unnatural.

But now he is also a strong person - he should be able to enjoy full service, right?

If Mr. President, who is lying

on the ground, knows that the angel of salvation in his eyes is thinking about this, I am afraid that his face will be green.

"Well, let the medical team help him look at his ears, and we're ready to talk about the future of this country." "

......

Among the African countries, Kazaku can be regarded as a top student - a top student in the economy, a man who is plucked from the short.

Since independence in the hands of the colonizers, the President has pursued the principle of neutrality, turning a deaf ear to the outside of the window and trying to maintain normal development.

And as a country, stability is the best state, so under the long-term peaceful development, the economy of Kazakhstan is not bad, the vast majority of the population is engaged in agriculture, and the level of industry is also good

- not bad among countries in sub-Saharan Africa.

In general, politically it is quite independent, the social state is relatively stable, and although there is no high technology in the economy, there should be everything.

And the arrival of Hextech has brought a high-tech breakthrough to the country.

Although Carl ostensibly only opened a plantation here, the top of any country knew the changes this company had brought.

They cannot always count on farming, steel or cars, and technologies that lead mankind forward.

They need to break through so that they don't have to live in fear every day between one big country after another.

Just like today.

President Abiy is sitting in a chair with a bandage over his head and a shimmering plasma bag strapped to his side, replenishing blood.

The explosion and the heat wave made him look bad, but now he had no discomfort other than pain, and he knew he was in good shape.

Abi tells the story of the whole thing: "... A day ago, someone approached me and said they wanted to slaughter fat sheep with me, but I refused.

Carl touched his chin: "Is this fat sheep me?"

Abiy hesitated and continued, "But I don't think it's a good thing to ruin the future of this country for the sake of a small profit."

You see, in Africa, where corruption and violence are everywhere, I just want my country to be a little more stable, and my people to be able to live normally, and if they can, enjoy the cutting-edge technology as much as possible.

Like your Hextech technology.

I'm sorry for what happened today, and I... Will do my best to ensure that this will not happen again in the future. "

So this president is still a... Good.

Carl didn't expect it, after all, slaughtering rich people is something that high-ranking officials around the world like to do, and in this part of Africa, slaughtering a legitimate businessman is also optional.

As the saying goes, the poorer the more ferocious, there are really few people with a clear head like Abby.

Just....

"Who is the person you're in contact with? Who could they be?"

They may be CIA people.

"My

people saw the papers they accidentally revealed, and some signs. "

The CIA people just stopped the company's cargo and then changed hands and carried out the attack here, which is right, but....

This shows that it is not the CIA.

They will definitely dare to check the goods or something, but if they carry out attacks and start wars, people with a little brain will not do this.

Carl has just established the Damage Control Bureau, to some extent behind the president, and there are members of Congress who have taken over from Stark Industries, and the consequences of war are very serious.

It's Hydra -- or S.H.I.E.L.D.

Thinking of this, Carl said: "Well... I see, as for your assurances ... Sorry, but I don't want to take a detour – it seems like it's completely beyond your ability to cope.

Abi was silent.

Looking at the presidential palace, which is still in ruins, he really can't refute Carr's statement.

Karl smiled: "I don't mean to look down on you - but such a raid is far from their limit, as long as they want, they can make a raid here at any time."

I hate to say that, but as long as I'm here, they can always find terrorists to do something like that again. "

Heikes Technology is an enterprise with high hopes in Kazakhstan and an opportunity that the whole world envies.

But they couldn't hold it – it was a harsh reality and a sadness in Abby's heart.

However, Karl did not give him much sad time, and directly threw out his helping hand: "In this way, Hex also happens to be a military industrial enterprise, and there is also PMC, I have a proposal now."

By HexDefense, I can guarantee that this is cheap and affordable.

You only need to keep a small number of military units to get full protection.

Abi was stunned.

Carl put it mildly.

But as long as this condition is accepted... He

instinctively wanted to refuse, but saw Carl take out a portable holographic projection device with a very technological atmosphere, and then recklessly read the information.

This information... He was familiar.

Photo after photo streaked by, with active Kazakh officials, opponents who participated in the presidential election with him, generals of the military and even... Leaders of some armed groups operating near Kazakh countries.

Abi suddenly reacted - the attackers could easily break the defenses of the presidential palace, and the Hex defense of these attackers could easily be defeated....

It's even easier to do that.

He had no choice at all.

With a bitter smile, Abby had mixed tastes in his heart - but he felt that Carl was a much better choice than the attackers.

"I... I would love to sign a defense contract with you.

Carl smiled, instantly closed the interface, got up and stretched out his hand towards Abi.

"Well, nice cooperation, Mr. President. "

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