Summoning Mercenaries

Noon, Venus, Aphrodite Rainforest;

The midday sun hangs in the middle of the sky, clouds of water mist rise up, and the atmosphere is filled with a thick humid atmosphere.

Looking around, there are towering trees nearly 80 meters high everywhere. Their umbrella-shaped canopy forms a barrier that keeps out the sunshine that represents hope and warmth.

Under the blockade of the canopy, even the water vapor cannot escape, and it condenses on the leaves when it is cold. After continuous accumulation, it becomes water droplets and slides down again, hitting the plants half a person's height on the ground, "Da... da ..." sounded like light rain.

Below it is another look, many plants are covered with barbs, and there are thick vines everywhere on the ground. The picture zoomed in again, and a creature like a leech could be vaguely seen wriggling.

"Crack!" A boot stepped on the leech, and green blood burst out.

At this time, the camera looked up, and saw a man wearing a camouflage boonie hat and white short sleeves, wiping the sweat from his head.

However, the sleeves and armpits of this man's clothes were a little yellowed. What was more eye-catching was that he was carrying an assault rifle with several magazines pinned to his waist.

"Hey, what a bad luck!" The man waved his hand, tried his best to drive away the mosquitoes in front of him, and complained: "I don't know what's wrong with the boss. We have been asking us to strengthen patrols these days."

"Okay." A person came behind the man, his attire was similar to that of the man, he spread his hands and said, "It is said that a small town has issued a bounty order, offering a bounty on our heads, so we need to strengthen our vigilance .”

"Tch." The man exhaled unhappily, rubbed his nose with the thumb of his right hand, and said confidently: "Venus is full of rainforests, even if you call mercenaries from the whole solar system, it's not necessarily the case." Can find us, plus how much a small town can pay... Hey, what's wrong with you?"

I saw the man's companion staring at him dumbfounded, with his mouth wide open, muttering: "You...you...you..."

"What are you... um..." The man was about to reply impatiently, but suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and he couldn't speak anymore, and wanted to touch it with his hands full of puzzlement. But he found that his hands were already useless.

Immediately afterwards, the man's eyelids became extremely heavy, and before he completely closed and lost consciousness, he saw heavily armed soldiers appearing behind his companions, and then his eyes went black and he collapsed to the ground.

"Put... um..." The companion was about to beg for mercy, but his throat was cut with a dagger.

After finishing the two, a soldier pressed the walkie-talkie and said softly, "This is Group C. All sentries have been cleared and we can move."

This soldier is wearing a black combat uniform made of unknown materials. There are dark gray armor and exoskeleton on the chest, shoulders, arms, legs and other important parts, but the most conspicuous thing is that he is wearing a The mask of the sub-skeleton.

The companion was so frightened that he could not speak, most likely because of the mask on his head.

"Understood, as expected of a ghost." At this moment, a mocking voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Stop talking nonsense, give orders quickly, Kent." The soldier named Ghost said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I got it, everyone removes the optical camouflage, and prepares...to attack!"

Accompanied by the order, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared in the deserted rainforest and walked slowly towards the camp not far away.

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Ten minutes later, in a luxuriously decorated room;

"You... who the hell are you guys?"

A man in an expensive suit sat slumped on the ground, looking at the soldiers surrounding him in horror.

Then a soldier took off his helmet,

Walking slowly to the man in the suit, he knelt down and said calmly, "Mr. Gabriel, you should have heard of the blue private military contractor."

Gabriel Billy is the man in the suit, one of the most powerful drug lords on Venus.

However, when Gabriel saw that the soldier had a hideous scar on his left eye, he had emerald-like pupils, and he had short, neat hair, plus what he said just now.

He pointed at the soldier and said in horror, "You...you are the blue mercenary group! You are the god of death!"

"Hehe." The soldier named Reaper chuckled and said, "Actually, I... prefer to be called a private military contractor, it looks more formal."

"You bastard! You bastards who only work for money!" Gabriel said angrily. He couldn't believe that he, as a drug lord on Venus, would be caught so easily.

What made Gabriel even more angry was that this bounty order was only 200,000 yuan. Could it be that his big drug lord was only worth 200,000 yuan? !

[Gabriel Billy’s emotional feedback has been received, the degree is hatred, and 10 points are given. 】

After hearing the cold reminder in his mind, Death raised his mouth slightly, patted Gabriel's face with the gun butt, and said:

"Mr. Gabriel, don't get excited. Since you know that we are a group of people who work for money, you can try to bid a higher price... to buy your life back."

"You, you mean..." Gabriel was taken aback for a moment, unable to believe what the other party said, but after recovering, he felt that this God of Death was no longer so hateful, but rather cute!

[Gabriel Billy's emotional feedback has been received, the level is favorable, and 5 points are given. 】

Reaper stretched out his left hand, waving his index finger in front of Gabriel's eyes, and said calmly, "Of course, we only accept cash, not bank transfers."

"Okay, okay!" Gabriel was ecstatic, and quickly pointed to the safe not far away, and said excitedly: "There are more than 3 million cash in there, the password is 3367, and there are three emeralds in my desk, which are also worth a few dollars." 70,000, 800,000, and more..."

[Gabriel Billy's emotional feedback has been received, the degree is gratitude, and 10 points are given. 】

"Boom!" A gunshot interrupted Gabriel's words.

"I never said I agreed to sell your life."

I saw wisps of smoke still emitting from the muzzle of the gun in Death's hand, and Gabriel had a small blood hole between his eyebrows, and his expression was still stagnant in the joy of being able to buy his life back.

The god of death looked at the dead Gabriel expressionlessly, then slowly got up, wiped the blood stains on his face with his hands, and said to the vigilant people: "Take a picture of this scum, and say that the task has been completed. "

"yes!"

...

Just as Reaper was about to walk out the door, a ghostly voice came from the intercom: "Is that the gunshot from your place just now? What's going on? Kent."

In fact, this god of death is Kent, and his full name is Kent Blues (Kent·Blues). It has been three years since I came to this world. As for why I said I came to this world? It all started with the turmoil on Mars three years ago.