Chapter 4039: Exchange Money for Life

Originally, we were counting on these affiliated mercenary groups to be of some use at a critical moment, but these people were not only useless, but also chose to betray at a critical moment.

I really couldn't understand why these people did this, but Freeman thought that since these people had already taken action, he would naturally not be polite and immediately issued an order.

"Kill! Don't leave any of these trash, what use do I have for them."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

What Freeman hated most was traitors. Regarding the betrayal of these mercenary groups, he issued an order not to leave any traitors.

After receiving the general's order, they, the subordinates, did what the general wanted. Originally, the battle tonight was concentrated on the Cold Sword Mercenary Group, but now for no reason, they had to divide a part of their strength.

In the mercenary group, Freeman's existence has always been a dictator. No one can go against his will. When encountering such a situation, he will not question it. Obeying orders is the only thing they can do.

"No matter who it is, as long as they dare to attack my Flame Mercenary Group, they are my enemies."

Freeman clenched his fists. The battle situation at the moment was a bit bad, but it was not the time to decide the outcome.

Outside was a mess, fighting everywhere, gunshots were chaotic and the death toll was increasing. Modern wars turned this place into a slaughterhouse.

Fifteen minutes later...

Outside the camp of the Flame Mercenary Group, the five people who were originally enjoying a meal were now all prisoners.

The captain of the mercenary group was tied up and thrown to the ground one by one, just like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

They all widened their eyes and couldn't understand where these people in front of them came from. These people were strong in combat. The counterattack organized by five people was not worth mentioning at all. They persisted for five minutes and then collapsed.

Who could have such combat power? There stood a young man in front of them, and the young man had never seen it before.

Duan Zhisheng found a translator. He had led people to attack Freman's subordinates before. As Perod said, they were all a mob.

With the few people left, it took only fifteen minutes to resolve the battle. Five people were killed and captured. Their mercenary group suffered heavy casualties.

In order to save their lives, they had to issue an order to let their people choose to surrender. In fact, there was no need to surrender. These people had already lost their combat effectiveness.

The reason why they were able to assist Freman in the battle was because of Freman's existence. He became their backbone. Seeing that Freman's offensive was so smooth, they followed behind and waited for the last bit of oil and water.

This time, Freman himself could not protect himself, and they immediately exposed their previous incompetence. Freman planned to absorb the power of these people, and it was precisely because these people were incompetent that he dug a pit and jumped into it himself.

"It's nice to see you here. You don't need to know my name, but what you need to know is that I represent the Cold Sword Mercenary Group."

The five people heard the translator tell them what Duan Zhisheng said, and they all showed shocked expressions. What on earth is going on? It was the Chinese rookie mercenary group that defeated them today.

It's simply unbelievable that the rookie mercenary group is fighting with Freeman. Where did they get the strength to launch a sneak attack on Freeman and still be able to fight separately.

"I'm sorry to catch you, and I have to do this because you villains will ruin our battle plan, so I have to clean you up in advance to let you know how powerful the Cold Sword Mercenary Group is."

Duan Zhisheng clearly told these people that tonight was a battle between the Cold Sword Mercenary Group and Freeman, and others were not qualified to participate.

So the first thing to do is to kill these people first. The original plan was to eliminate all these people, but at this time Duan Zhisheng changed his mind. Killing too many people is always bad.

"With just your number of people, we are not enough to fight. In fifteen minutes, you lost one-third of your people. With those who were injured and unable to move, at least your combat effectiveness has been reduced by two-thirds."

The Cold Sword Mercenary Group had been fighting against foreign enemies before. The road paved with blood and sacrifice finally played its due role at this moment.

After experiencing the baptism and scouring of the battlefield, once they entered the battlefield, they were like wild wolves released into the mountains. Some extremely hungry wild wolves would pounce on and bite prey as soon as they saw it.

The five people raised their heads high. At first, they thought that such words were belittling them. Don't forget how many people they have under their command.

But gradually, the high heads slowly lowered, because they also understood how heavy the losses of this battle were. The facts were in front of them, and they couldn't deny it.

"I originally planned to kill all your people and cut off the roots to eliminate future troubles."

"No..."

At this moment, one person knelt in front of Duan Zhisheng, begging in his eyes. At the moment of life and death, dignity was nothing.

"You can't do this, you can't kill them."

"Oh? If I don't kill them, do I have to kill you? I'd be happy to do that."

Duan Zhisheng held a folding fan in his hand. As long as he gave the order, the leaders of the five mercenary groups would immediately become corpses.

"No, don't kill us either. We are willing to obey your orders, and I have money in my hand. I want to use money to buy back my life."

"I am willing to do this too. Please give us a chance to live. We don't want to die yet."

"Money, we still have money..."

Others followed up and said that it was important to save lives at critical moments. If things go wrong, people will really take action.

"Money? I am very interested. How much do you think can be exchanged for your lives?"

Duan Zhisheng smiled slightly. These people immediately offered him a price, ranging from millions to tens of millions. In order to keep themselves alive, the price was really generous.

This is the difference between them and Freeman. Even if the five people are capable, they can't develop a strong mercenary group, because they only think about making money and enjoying themselves.

They never think about converting the money in their hands into weapons and equipment to expand their strength, so that they can quickly gain an advantage when they encounter a battle.

"Your price is indeed very tempting, but I am not willing to accept money to spare your lives. If you help me do one thing, I will let you go. Consider it."