The remaining mercenary corps that decided to continue the quest were all big mercenary groups. Each mercenary corps had sent more than a hundred people, led by their deputy leader. They were well armed, and each member of the regiment was battle-hardened. No matter where they were placed, they were all elites, and many of them had participated in many wars before.
Seeing that it was getting late, they were ready to camp on the spot. These mercenary groups were vaguely divided into four camps, these were some of the mercenary groups that resounded throughout the underground world.
Among them were the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Corps, Red Star Mercenary Corps, Brothers Mercenary Corps, and Godhand Mercenary Corps, who were wanted amongst many countries and listed as the most unwanted mercenary corps, but of course these wanted notices were of no use to them at all, and instead, it emphasised on their bravery.
In one of the large tents, several deputy leaders of the mercenary corps were sitting together in a meeting. The atmosphere appeared very grave.
One of the pugnacious men looked very angry and said loudly, ''What do you guys say, the Dragon's Lair hasn't even been discovered and we've already suffered heavy losses, this place is like a nest of vipers, there are snakes everywhere, and many of our brothers have died for unknown reasons. I don't know what other dangers await us ahead."
"Vice Leader, we are still not the same, this time when we go back, we don't know how to explain to the leader. I didn't expect this mission to be so dangerous. I also don't know if the Dragon's Lair is here or not?" A tall black man said.
"Do you guys just want to go back like this, I heard that in the underground black market, a piece of dragon scale has been quoted at one billion dollars. If you can get the dragon's blood, it would be even more priceless. I think tycoons would be happy to pay a high price. Ofcourse, if the dragon's blood is really as magical as the legend. So, even if there isn't any treasure in the dragon's lair, we can still get rich." A handsome-looking blonde man scanned them and said with a smile.
"Legend has it that after being coated with dragon's blood you will be invulnerable to diseases, and your strength will be boundless. Those drug companies must be willing to bear any price. If this mission is completed, I think we can get by without a mission for a few years." A bald, tattooed woman holding a dagger and constantly trimming her sharp nails glanced at the blonde man. Softly, she chimed in.
The pugilist and the black man looked a bit impressed, but they weren't fools. After all, the dragon scales were counted, in case there was
only one piece, then who would it be given to?
The pugilist then said, "I'm not saying that I want to quit, I also want to see what's in this dragon's cave, and since we've already suffered heavy losses, if we don't bring something back with us, I think that the brothers will also be unhappy. But there is an old saying in China that brothers should be clear about their accounts, and there are some things that are better to say first. If there is only one dragon scale in the dragon's lair by then, or less than four, how are we going to divide it up, are we going to draw lots?"
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"I also agree with the Vice Chief’s opinion, it's better to talk about it first, if we make a conflict later, it won't look good for everyone." That black headmaster stared with big copper bell eyes and interjected.
"I think it's just like this, this mission is dangerous, and we don't know how many of us will be left when we reach the Dragon's Den, if by then, some of our four mercenary groups have two, or one person left, should we also give them the same share? In that case, I don't think those brothers would agree. That's why, when we get the dragon scales, the specific distribution will be based on, we'll distribute it with the remaining people. The more people we have left, the more we get. This way no one has a say in it. After all, the strength is inferior." The blonde man looked at the heads and said with a smile.
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
They all agreed, after all, no one thought that their mercenary group was inferior to others. Just when they wanted to say something. Screams suddenly came from outside the camp, the sounds grew louder and louder, followed by gunshots.
"Snake! Snakes! Oh my god, there are snakes everywhere outside, many of the team members have been bitten." A big white man rushed into the tent in panic and said loudly.
The several leaders couldn't care about continuing their discussion and hurriedly left the tent to run to their respective mercenary groups.
Only hissing sounds could be heard everywhere around them, and the leaves in the jungle kept shaking as if more and more snakes were rushing this way.
The bullets kept shooting at the snakes like a curtain of rain, there was no need to aim at all because all the snakes were everywhere.
More and more humans began to fall, and fear gradually spread through the mercenary group.
"Damn, how come there are so many snakes, tell the brothers to be more careful, tighten their pants and prepare for the big guys." The pugilistic man said loudly, he stilled the AK whose barrel was already glowing red to the side and opened one of the wooden crates, inside was clearly a box of high explosive grenades. He picked up one and threw it at the group of super snakes.
Violent explosions continued to ring out, the snakes' attacks were immediately contained, and a large number of snakes blew up and shattered, blood and flesh flying everywhere.
One man suddenly felt a pain in his neck, he couldn't help but touch it with his hand, a snake head was grasped in his hand, the snake's eyes looked at him coldly, its mouth was wide open, the poisonous fangs inside flashed with a cold light. He looked at the snake's head in his hand with fear, feeling his head spinning, suddenly his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.
After half an hour, the battle was still ongoing. As if all the snakes of the forest had gathered on this side, they rushed forward, wave after wave, but were constantly interrupted and crushed. Gradually the whole ground was covered with the corpses of the snakes, broken flesh, and the land was already stained red.
Their ammunition gradually began to run out, but the number of snakes didn't seem to be decreasing. They were already in a desperate situation. The deputy leaders of the various mercenary groups, their faces suddenly became a bit ugly.
Even the blonde man who had been maintaining a sunny smile began to look gloomy. Fortunately, the snake's attack didn't encircle them, and they were still able to fight and retreat at the same time. They kept retreating, and gradually they realised that they had already retreated into the middle of a canyon without realising it.
The sky was very dark, the moonlight through the dense jungle only left a few shimmering lights, and only the sounds of machine gun fire could faintly be heard in the distance.
A flashbang was fired from the super sky. The mercenaries instantly saw the situation in front of them, and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, dense snakes, twisted into a piece, constantly swimming forward, more snakes were crawling towards this side.
"Ka ka ka!" The sound of the machine gun jamming kept ringing out, the bullets had gradually run out. Their mission in the jungle made it impossible for them to carry much ammunition at all. The snakes kept swimming towards them, and they had to retreat again and again.