My code name is Green Bull

The nameless island!

Dorag spent several hours rummaging around, leveling the ground, looking for his companions.

But in the end, he only found two people alive, and the others only had a few non-human-shaped corpses. Many more were never found again, and he didn't know whether they were crushed into cakes or beaten. If you go deep into the ground, you can't find it anymore.

He brought hundreds of people over, many of whom had experienced life and death with him many times and were revolutionary army cadres he valued.

But after this battle, they all died tragically, leaving only two people. Even he had never thought about such a loss.

The meaning behind the death of these companions is different.

The development of their revolutionary army is already difficult. Once these hundreds of elites die, the strength of the revolutionary army will be reduced sharply, which will undoubtedly make it worse.

But the matter has come to this, no matter how much Dolag regrets it, there is nothing he can do.

He clearly realized that if the encirclement and suppression failed this time, he might never have another chance in the future.

Not only that, but most importantly, Jon escaped.

Based on what he knew about Jon, they would definitely have to endure revenge from Jon.

Dorag sighed, looked up at the sky, and remained silent.

New world, G7 branch base!

Two days have passed since Jon was shot away by Bartholomew Bear.

In the past two days, Pemberton used countless tortures, but still could not pry open Bartholomew Bear's mouth.

At this moment, they were in the prison at the G7 branch base and once again tortured Xiong to extract a confession.

"Tell me, where did you get Jon? Tell me."

Pemberton held a hot red iron plate in his hand and roared at the bear with a ferocious expression.

Jon was killed by a bear in front of his eyes, which made him blame himself. The torture for the past two days was personally carried out by him, and the methods were extremely cruel.

But even so, he still couldn't get the bear to speak.

Since the bear entered the cell, he never spoke again. No matter what torture Pemberton used, even if his skin was beaten to pieces, his bones were broken, and his teeth were pulled out, he never said a single word.

"Hey, Pemberton, it's useless for you to do this. You've tried it so many times, why don't you believe it yet?"

Porusalino, who was sitting next to him, frowned unconsciously and said to Pemberton helplessly.

Pemberton turned his head and shouted to Polusalino in annoyance: "Then what should you do? If you hadn't brought this guy here, would he have a chance to plot against Jon?"

Porusalino was extremely embarrassed: "You can't blame me entirely. I didn't know he had this idea. I think with Jon's strength, even if he is plotted, he will not necessarily be in danger."

"You think, you think, you think shit."

In normal times, Pemberton would definitely not have spoken to Porusalino like this, but at this moment, he was about to lose his mind and scolded Porusalino in front of him without giving him any face.

Porusalino didn't say anything back. He was in the wrong. If something really happened to Jon, he would not be able to escape responsibility.

Although his expression is not as ferocious as Pemberton's, he is actually very worried about Jon's safety. He may have his own ideas, but Jon is his best friend and brother. In any case, he does not want to Jon was not hurt at all.

"Pepperton, I think there is no need to waste any more time."

Gion, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke. Looking at the bear who endured the torture without saying a word, he said in a cold tone, "Kill him."

"ah?"

Pemberton and Porusalino were stunned when they heard this.

Pemberton asked in shock: "Kill him? Kill him like this before asking about Jon's whereabouts?"

Gion asked back: "You have used all the tortures you can use, but have you asked about the result? He will never speak. There is still no news from Jon, which means that he must be in danger. Since he asked Joe If En is in danger, then I can’t let him go.”

Pemberton and Porusalino both had chills on their necks. Neither of them expected that this woman from Gion, who looked like her, could be so ruthless and decisive. She would kill her without being asked.

But even when Gion said he wanted to kill him, the bear still didn't waver at all, as if he was in a vegetative state, indifferent to all changes in the outside world.

This time it was Pemberton who hesitated. He thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, I think it's still inappropriate. Jon's whereabouts are unknown now. If you keep him, at least you can have some comfort."

"Whatever you want, but my patience is limited. If something happens to Jon, I will not let anyone who conspires with him go."

Gion snorted coldly, turned around and left the cell.

She seemed calm, but in fact, her heart was already in turmoil. She cared about Jon very much, even more than Pemberton and Porusalino.

But her anger didn't show. She forced herself to calm down because she knew there was nothing she could do now.

Either wait for the bear to speak, or wait for Jon to come back, or...

Jon was missing for two days, but no word spread, and only a few people in the G7 branch knew about it.

After all, Jon is the base director of the G7 branch base. If the news of his disappearance spreads, it will definitely cause turmoil in the branch.

Not only did the branch not spread the news, but even the headquarters, Pemberton, did not send any news back for the time being.

Once the news reaches the headquarters, it will be easy for the marshal and others to explain it, but those people on the business line under Jon's command may be unable to sit still. There is no telling how much trouble it will cause by then.

Pemberton's current thinking is that if it can be delayed for one day, it is best if Jon returns safely. If there is still no news after a period of time, he can only think of other ways.

A new world, a certain sea area, the bottom of the sea!

The beauty of the seabed is definitely no worse than that of the land. It is just that the seabed lacks light sources, making it difficult for humans to discover the beauty of the seabed.

But it is different for the fishmen who are the kings of the sea. As fishmen who can live freely in the water, the seabed is their home field.

The fishmen are a peculiar group in this world. They not only have human characteristics, but also fish characteristics.

Compared with the number of humans, the murlocs are naturally not worth mentioning. Especially on land, it is rare to see murlocs. Ninety-nine percent of murlocs live under the sea of ​​10,000 meters. An island called Fishman Island.

Fisher Tiger is from Fish-Man Island. He is a member of the Snapper Fish-Man clan. He is also a celebrity on Fish-Man Island. He has power far beyond that of ordinary fish-men. He is also a relatively well-known adventurer and traveler in the world. Home.

As a traveler, he has traveled to many places. Because he is a fishman, he does not dare to trust humans easily and travels alone more often.

Also because he is a fishman, traveling on the sea, with or without a boat, is the same to him.

On this day, he left the ship that he had stayed on for more than half a month and did not dislike him, sailing alone on the bottom of the sea, because he was ready to end his trip temporarily and return to Fish-Man Island to recuperate.

On the seabed, his speed is several times faster than on land, and he can swim freely just like a real fish.

While swimming, Tiger suddenly stopped and looked ahead in shock.

In front of him, he actually saw a humanoid creature that was different from the fish on the seabed. This surprised him and he immediately accelerated and swam over.

"Human, how is it possible? How can a human be at the bottom of the sea? And these things around him, are they plants?"

He was shocked to find that the target turned out to be a human being surrounded by plants. How could a human being survive on the seabed?

Also, what's going on with the plants around here? Surrounded by him, if he hadn't been sharp-eyed, he might not have been able to spot the humans among these plants.