Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

Happy or not, I don't know.

But Darry wanted to kill me, I still knew it.

His sister's death was a hurdle he couldn't overcome, otherwise he wouldn't have pushed me off the helicopter at the risk of being punished by the company.

Then the doctor had someone bring us the equipment.

In addition to the equipment used for communication, most of them are auxiliary props, which is not surprising. After all, among the people present, except for the doctor, there are three people with special abilities to transform people.

"For this mission, he is the captain, and all actions must follow his instructions, understand?"

After distributing the equipment, the doctor's words made the atmosphere filled with the smell of gunpowder again.

"He's an undercover agent, why should we let us listen to him?" Darry said dissatisfiedly, and then moved a few steps to the side, deliberately distanced himself from me.

But it wasn't just a short sentence that made him shiver: "Because this is an order."

For this answer, Darry held a mouthful of resentment in his throat, but he had no choice but to swallow it.

"As for the content of this operation, you can read it yourself after you get on the plane. I wish you a pleasant journey."

It was a large transport plane that carried us to Africa. Except for the place where we sat, the cabin was filled with sealed metal boxes, covered with a layer of green cloth, marked with a no-touch seal.

The atmosphere in our team is extremely dignified.

Because apart from the company's mission, there is no bond between us, and two of them are enemies with me...

After finding a seat and sitting down, I pulled up the sleeve of my left arm, turned on the communicator on my wrist, and tapped a few times on the screen to see the specific content of this operation.

The location of the operation is in southern Africa.

This place is the hometown of black people, and its productivity is extremely backward. Many people make a living by handicrafts.

And the place we're going to is a black tribe.

find a white guy there...

I glanced at the black and white photo displayed on the screen. The person in the photo was a Caucasian woman with a golden wavy shawl and a pretty face.

Scrolling down is the biographical information of this woman.

Counting my age, I was suddenly taken aback... 72 years old, looking for a 72-year-old Caucasian woman in that extremely backward area in southern Africa?

This behavior seems strange to me no matter how I look at it.

At the end is the information of my team members.

In the column of the big black man's name, there are only two words: No. [-].

As for the two strangers in the team, I was a little surprised by their information, because these two were just ordinary people, and their identities were linguists, that is, they acted as translators.

Among the materials, there are some special precautions that caught my attention.

Many countries and forces have sent special operations teams to southern Africa to find that woman. We are the company team, and we are the first to act if there is no accident, but we may still encounter personnel from other forces.

At that time, there will be only one code of conduct: shoot to kill.

This is actually not a difficult problem, after all, among the five of us, three are extremely capable reformers.

Pick any one at random, they are all the elites among the elites, and ordinary reincarnations may not even be called our opponents.

Finally, on the last page of the information, there is a sentence marked in red English, which translates into Chinese——I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die.

After reading the entire document, I leaned back on my seat and let out a long sigh of relief.

This task is really difficult to say, but it is also easy to say.

Ten hours later, the plane landed.

The place where the plane landed was a city in central Africa, but the place we were going to was in southern Africa, which was remote and backward, so as soon as we got out of the airport, we got into the car without stopping for a moment and started heading south.

During the journey, it was quite depressing.

Because starting from the base of the company branch, until now, everyone in our team has remained silent in unison.

For nearly three days, we were all on the vehicle. The moment I stood on the ground again, I felt that the whole person was on the road with ease. I took a deep breath of moist air, and the soil under my feet looked very friendly.

A large part of southern Africa is tropical rainforest.

The vegetation is very lush, and there are many islands in the coastal area, among which Madagascar is a very famous place.

According to the instructions of the communicator, we need to walk nearly [-] kilometers to reach our destination.

"Let's go."

These two simple words are the only words I have uttered these days.

As the captain, I walked into the path in the rainforest first, and the rest of the people followed behind me. However, before I took a few steps, Darry walked in front of me.

"Don't think I'll let you go."

After saying this to me, he walked away.

I sneered, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Anyway, the captain is not the captain and everything is imposed on me by the company. It doesn't really matter to me whether I am a captain or not.

Besides, from the beginning, I didn't expect him to listen to me.

"Wait for me."

Hei Darui has a good relationship with Darry, the two of them have always been in the same group, and now seeing Darry leaving alone, they immediately followed.

The remaining two people looked calm, as if they hadn't seen anything.

From dawn to dusk, when the night sky was covered with stars, we finally arrived at the destination, but when I saw this messy tribe, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in my heart.

All the thatched huts that could be seen at a glance had collapsed.

Others have been burned to ashes, and it looks like the fire has been out for some time.

Obviously, someone has arrived here before us, and that group may have done something to the aborigines here.

But what makes people feel weird is that there is not even a single person in the entire village.

Not to mention people, under this scene, I didn't even see the corpse.

The blacks and Dai Rui who arrived here first stood at the edge of the tribe and looked at me. They didn't follow us into the tribe until we arrived.

With a flashlight on, footprints are everywhere on the ground.

Of course, the most striking thing is the crater on the ground and the fragments after the grenade exploded!