Chapter 1,300 Rat in the Gutter

The moon is bright and clear.

On the border between Ecuador and Colombia, a military green off-road vehicle parked on the slope of a hill.

Directly in front of the hills is a dense tropical rain forest. A small river only about knee-deep divides the forest into two parts. On one side of the river is Ecuador, and on the other side of the river is Colombia.

The Ecuadorian soldier carrying a rifle jumped out of the car, took two steps forward, took out a telescope from his arms, and looked at the situation on the Colombian side.

After confirming that no border guards patrolled this area, he turned back to the off-road vehicle, opened the door for the man sitting in the vehicle, and spoke in Spanish that smelled like cigars.

"There is the border ahead. There is a Colombian town about two kilometers away. You can take a bus there to go to nearby cities. It is best to cross the border as soon as possible. Also, remember to be careful of the lights of patrol helicopters and the crocodiles in the swamps."

"Thank you, I will." After getting off the car, the bearded man smiled slightly and thanked the soldier.

The Ecuadorian soldier grinned.

"You're welcome, the guests of our friends are naturally our guests."

In principle, as friendly neighbors, Ecuador and Colombia should not give a green light to Colombia's opposition. But there are exceptions to everything, especially since Ecuador and the Halo trade are in their honeymoon period. Under the temptation of the check for the space elevator, basically the requirements put forward by the new country can be accommodated to the maximum extent here.

Even this violates diplomatic principles.

Smiling meaningfully, Hester nodded slightly and said no more. He picked up his backpack from the back seat of the off-road vehicle, threw it on his back, and walked towards the border between Colombia and Ecuador as the soldier watched.

After crossing the river and walking across a kilometer of tropical rainforest, he dragged his motorcycle out of the bushes and threw his backpack on it.

The roar of the engine startled the lizard lying on the tree, and the crocodile by the shallows slightly raised its eyelids.

After getting on the motorcycle, he checked the direction under the moonlight, and then drove straight to a small Colombian town not far from the border.

The time gradually reached the middle of the night.

Stopped in front of the warehouse of an abandoned farm,

Hester locked the motorcycle in front of the door, glanced at the dark warehouse, and reached out to push open the rusty iron door.

"who."

At some point, a gun stretched out from the shadows and was almost pressed against the side of his face.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Hester raised his hands above his head and said impatiently.

"I."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beard fell away from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh on his face squirmed like boiling water. With the crackling sound of bones, Hester's whole person completely transformed into a Another look.

The muzzle of the gun pressed against his face was slowly retracted.

Hester lowered his raised hands and complained casually toward the shadows.

"Is this necessary?"

"Sorry for the special period." The man said in a hoarse voice.

Shrugging, Hester followed the man and walked deeper into the warehouse.

After passing a piece of farm machinery, he saw a glimmer of light leaking from the wooden door in the corner of the warehouse.

That glimmer of light was very fragile, flickering in and out of the darkness, like a small boat swaying in a violent storm, as if it would disappear on the top of the surging waves in the next second.

To some extent, its situation is very similar to that of the current Black Ship.

Two years ago, the tragedies in Cagayan and Tokyo shocked the world, directly leading to the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people and the fall of the two regimes. The word t-virus appeared in the sights of countries around the world for the first time, and the world fell into unprecedented panic.

In December of the same year, NATO launched a large-scale military operation in northwestern Somalia under the direction of the United Nations. With conclusive evidence, the United States, Britain, France, Germany, Italy, Canada... and other countries successively declared war on the Beledwene warlord, setting off another desert storm in Somalia.

In less than a month, the iron fist from the civilized world destroyed the Beledwene warlord and the Somali Youth Party that provided support to the black ship organization, and took over the infected area and T-virus factory on the border between Ethiopia and Somalia.

At the beginning of the next month, Xinghuan Trading sent troops forcefully without authorization to cross the border to attack the Sabah armed militants hiding in Kenya. They destroyed the remaining 1.7 tons of virus stock solution and 50 tons of virus raw materials, completely ending the black war. The ship organization has spent more than ten years accumulating everything.

Bad news came one after another. Tanaka, the spiritual leader of the Black Ship Organization, also lost contact after the duel with Jiang Chen himself.

Even the core members of Black Ship only know that he last appeared in the suburbs of Tokyo, Japan. It is unknown whether he is dead or alive.

The only one who can communicate with Kurofune is Tanaka.

Without Tanaka, they completely lost contact with the "Black Ship".

In the confusion and fear of losing their organization, the members of the Black Ship are either exhausted under the global pursuit of ghost agents, or they hide in anonymity in a remote area and eke out a living.

It didn't take long for Starlink Trading to build a space elevator, and it began to rise to prominence in the world, and its strength expanded at a geometric rate. They were trembling in Jiang Chen's shadow like rats in the gutter, not even daring to look at this behemoth, let alone take revenge.

The same goes for Hearst.

As a high-ranking member of the Black Ship Organization, he was not only hunted by ghost agents, but also topped the wanted lists of various countries as a terrorist. But because of his ability to change his appearance and height at will, he barely escaped being rounded up by intelligence organizations from various countries.

After wandering in loneliness and confusion for two years, Hester fled to South America and lived a semi-hermit life while carefully paying attention to the situation of the Black Ship Organization.

However, the cruel fact was before him.

Apart from the news about the successive arrests or "accidental deaths" of members of the Black Ship, he could not find any useful information in newspapers and the Internet.

Just when he almost started to despair, not long ago he suddenly saw the marks left by the members of the Black Ship from a newspaper. Overjoyed, he quickly found his companion hiding in Colombia based on the clues left in the newspaper.

He was not the only one to escape the pursuit of the ghost agents, but also three other companions.

Andrew, a psychopath from England, American mercenary Jerac, and a psychopath named Sakai Nanoe.

"What do you think we should do if they change their itinerary, or simply end their visit to South America?" Gerak said in a hoarse voice like a poisonous snake, wiping the sniper rifle in his hand.

"It's impossible for them to change their itinerary," Andrew smiled faintly, "They are Star Ring Trading. The CIA alone is not enough to make them surrender, even if they add an FBI, it is impossible."

And their pride will cost them dearly.

"I hope everything goes well." Hester drew a black ship mark on his chest and closed his eyes devoutly. "I also hope that the sacrifices we offer are enough to show our loyalty to our Lord."

"I just want to avenge Mr. Tanaka." Sakai Nanoe, who was sitting in the corner with his arms folded, said coldly with hatred in his eyes under his long hair.

"Will do."

Andrew's smile was gentle, like a kind priest facing the lost lamb, "Our Lord will bless us to victory."

If the blood of stubborn people can be used to exchange for the favor of our Lord and usher in eternal evolution for this decayed world, then no matter how many sacrifices are made, it will be worth it, because all lives will be in the glory of harmony. obtain eternity.

World War III…

This sacrifice should be enough, right?

Thinking of this, Andrew stretched out his skinny right hand and touched the pendant on his chest.

Looking at the American who was twisting in the corner and tied into a rice dumpling with sacks and ropes, his dark green pupils were flashing with the color of fanaticism...