While the convoy was still in shock over Ye Qiu's battle achievements.

In a heavily guarded camp of the Moha Power.

As the leader of the second largest power in Africa, Grand Carillo had just received news that his son was killed.

"What! Which damn bastard dared to kill my son!" Always known for his calm demeanor, Grand Carillo could no longer remain composed.

His face was twisted with rage, making his personal guards uneasy just looking at him.

Everyone knew that Carillo was his only son, born when he was forty, and now that Grand Carillo was over sixty, he had almost lost the ability to father children.

Killing his son was like cutting off his lineage!

The soldier standing in front of Carillo trembled as he spoke with lowered head, "According to reports, it's said to be done by three Chinese devils!"

"Three Chinese devils? What nonsense, three people, could they really annihilate Carillo and Rose's thousands of soldiers?"

Although Grand Carillo was furious, he remained rational. In his view, it's impossible for three people to eliminate so many.

"General, that's how the report was written!" the soldier said nervously.

"It must be some trick by the Linfeng Power. They must have used some deception, hmph, Linfeng, I will settle scores with them soon.

Of course, the urgent task now is to deal with those three Chinese men. Where are they now?" Grand Carillo asked.

The soldier replied, "According to reliable information, they are currently with a convoy heading towards Gangben."

"Immediately dispatch the elite regiment of the first echelon to pursue them, don't let them escape." Grand Carillo had regained his composure completely, though his expression was still terrifying.

The soldier was shocked upon hearing this, "General, the first echelon is the most elite regiment of the entire army, using them to pursue the enemy?"

Grand Carillo impatiently said, "Of course, I demand absolute certainty, do you understand?"

The soldier reminded, "Also, should those eight colonels participate in this action?"

Grand Carillo shouted loudly, "The Eight Great Vajra, all of them go, not one less!"

The elite regiment of the first echelon is the most formidable infantry regiment under Grand Carillo, every member has special forces skills, some are former mercenaries, some are former veterans from the country, all extremely powerful.

The most formidable among them are the eight commanding officers. The first, Yuri, was once a Gold Medal Assassin of the Assassin Group, known as the White-clothed War God because he could kill without getting blood on him. After his retirement, he has been with Grand Carillo.

The second, Dosa, is a sumo wrestler from Japan, having won consecutively seventy-two matches in the Underground Boxing Ring, becoming the undisputed Boxing Tyrant.

The Eight Great Vajra are all remarkable individuals, and this elite regiment is rarely deployed by Grand Carillo, only during the most urgent missions.

In the three missions they were dispatched for, the elite regiment triumphed with overwhelming advantage, with very few soldier casualties.

They are the most formidable trump card army in Grand Carillo's hands!

"Yes, General, I understand."

The soldier was secretly startled by Grand Carillo's orders and also mourned for those who dared to offend him, because he knew this iron-blooded army once launched, would not return until it had tasted blood like a sword out of its sheath!

"Dare to kill my son, I want to hear the news of their deaths by tomorrow!" Grand Carillo stood by the window, his face twisted with hatred!

**

The convoy was speeding along, and if they encountered any survivors on the road, Ye Qiu would agree to take them on board.

Thus, as they continued their journey, the convoy grew larger, from more than two hundred people to over four hundred.

Fortunately, they were now only about thirty kilometers away from the Gangben airport, and based on time calculation, they could still make it there in time.

Ye Qiu was sitting in the car resting, slightly weary from recent fierce battles.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his eyes opened, and his face grew serious.

At this time, Huang Zhentian also exclaimed in surprise, "King, there seems to be something wrong ahead, footsteps are dense, seeming to be heading towards us."

Miao Mountain said gravely, "There seems to be quite a number of them, and moving fast, they should be elite soldiers!"

Ye Qiu frowned, "Let's not worry too much for now, continue forward, making time is urgent. If they are coming for us, then we'll meet them head-on!"

The convoy continued for about five or six hundred meters, when suddenly a line of people gathered on a small hill ahead. This group grew larger and eventually turned into a dense mass!

"Look quickly, there seems to be an army coming ahead..."

The people in the convoy were anxious and unsure, some were already pale with fear. Not all armies attacked convoys, but if such a large army attacked, the convoy would surely be completely wiped out.

"It must not be coming for us, don't worry everyone..." Ouyang Yue could only pray silently in the car, speaking to comfort the already trembling sisters.

"It's not coming to get us, certainly not..." Qin Hao also prayed.

Everyone in the convoy was pleading to the heavens, hoping they were not the target.

However, reality was cruel.

Suddenly, from the front of the army, a man dressed in a strikingly white military uniform, wearing a white cape, shouted towards the convoy, "The convoy ahead, you have ten seconds to stop completely, otherwise, kill without mercy!"

Kill without mercy!

These four words created towering waves within the convoy.

Wow!

"Damn, they're targeting us!"

"What to do, I don't want to die yet?"

"...."

Everyone felt helpless, tense, fearful, and deeply despaired in front of such a large army and those thousands of dark gun barrels!

As everyone was panicking, the man in the white military uniform on the opposite side spoke coldly again, "Where are those three Chinese men who killed our soldiers? All of you step out, or we will start shooting."

Chinese men who killed the soldiers?

Everyone in the convoy instinctively turned to look at Ye Qiu and the others.

"We are here!"

Ye Qiu, Huang Zhentian, and Miao Mountain stepped forward from the convoy and stared at the crowd facing them.

Whoosh!

The man in the white military uniform, several hundred meters away, suddenly stomped the ground and shot up into the sky, rocketing upwards several dozen meters high.

With a thunderous boom, he landed back down, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.

"What!"

The people in the convoy were shocked by this scene; this wasn't a human, but a Superman!

At this time, the sound of whoosh-whoosh was incessant.

Boom boom boom...

Seven figures shot into the sky, followed by the sound of heavy objects landing, raising another cloud of dust.

As the dust cleared, eight people stood opposite.

They were eight, each with a unique demeanor; some were bare-chested boxers, some were cold-faced youths playing with knives, and some were rotund, big-bellied sumo wrestlers…

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