Chapter 61

"Missile plan aborted."

The next second, the cold voice of Daniel came from the phone.

"What did you say? Aborted? Why?!!"

Asante couldn't believe his ears, "Lieutenant Colonel Daniel, we have made all preparations, why abort the plan at this time?!"

"Why? I also want to know why!" Daniel's furious voice came from the phone.

"Do you think I don't want to launch the missiles, don't want to eliminate that bunch of bastards in one fell swoop! I've been entangled in these rotten things for more than a year, and I want to end this damn war earlier than anyone! But, this is the President's order! Not anyone else, it's the President of the United States!"

Lieutenant Colonel Daniel, as the highest commander of the US military, had always been restrained and calm in his style. This was the first time Asante had seen him lose his temper so badly.

But he still didn't understand why the US President would do this.

"But, what exactly happened? Why would the President do this?"

Daniel said through gritted teeth:

"Minister, is this something you should ask? Just take care of yourself! I have already ordered the two AEG missile vehicles to retreat to the dense forest five kilometers away; I will notify you if there are any new instructions."

Things had come to this, and Asante knew that asking further would be useless, so he had to answer helplessly:

"Yes, Colonel. Then... my troops..."

Daniel's impatient voice came from the phone:

"Stand by."

At this very moment, in the rebel army's military camp, Kuba was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, wiping a rifle that was emitting a cold light.

A soldier walked in and knelt on the ground: "General, military doctor Mohamed is asking to see you outside."

"Let him in."

Soon, a black old man walked in with urgent steps. His expression was nervous; he first turned his head to look around carefully, then walked over and whispered into Kuba's ear:

"General, the 1,000 vaccines and 1,000 serums brought by that Chinese woman, except for about two hundred that are real, the rest are fake! They are just ordinary normal saline!"

"What did you say? They are all fake?!"

Kuba's expression changed abruptly.

"General, don't make it public yet. I didn't tell anyone this news, and I still gave the soldiers their injections as usual. Although normal saline has no curative effect, it won't cause any impact... It seems that the government army didn't want to kill us all..."

Kuba curled his lips into a mocking smile.

"Heh, didn't want to kill us all? They just don't care!"

At the foot of the mountain outside the military camp, two AEG missile carrier vehicles were parked, and Kuba had already learned the news. He immediately understood that the government army actually wanted to join forces with the US military to raze the entire base camp to the ground with missiles.

Just then, another soldier ran over hurriedly and knelt on the ground with a "thump":

"General, it's bad... Kabango... Kabango is in critical condition, you should hurry over and take a look!"

Kuba's expression froze; it was truly a case of it raining when it pours!

He threw his gun, slung it on his back, and pushed open the door to walk outside.

"Let's go!"

Kabango's ward was located in an underground air raid shelter, guarded by layers of soldiers outside.

As soon as Kuba entered the room, he saw Kabango lying on the hospital bed, haggard and emaciated, with the aura of death already faintly on his face.

"Lord Kabango!"

Kabango was infected with the Ebola virus, and Kuba didn't dare to step forward, so he could only kneel on the ground from afar.

"General Kuba..."

Kabango's voice was extremely hoarse, as if every syllable was being scratched on sandpaper.

"That serum the woman gave... is fake, right?"

Kuba kowtowed and said, "Lord Kabango, it's my fault! You wait a little longer, I will definitely find real serum for you!"

A low, mocking laugh came from the hospital bed.

"Heh, no need, I'm about to die... But before I die, I want to tell you one thing..."

Kuba lay on the ground, saying humbly:

"Please instruct me."

"Do you know where the Ebola virus came from? Heh, this virus is not some virus mutation, nor was it transmitted by animals... but was generated in a US military laboratory... They forced the Sozali government to release it into our country, the poorest in the world, just to use the Sozali people as experiments... and by the way, to eliminate my Kabango's army."

Kuba's pupils dilated, "What did you say?"

Kabango's voice was weak and powerless, saying intermittently:

"I... spent a lot of effort sending people to infiltrate the US to get evidence... but unfortunately, I couldn't get it in the end... However, the Chinese have already mastered the definitive evidence of the US military's crimes through spies in the peacekeeping force..."

"So... now the only thing that can contain the US and Asante's army... is the Chinese government."

Kuba's heart shook! He suddenly thought of why the missile carrier vehicles were parked at the foot of the mountain just now, ready to launch missiles at any time, but had now retreated.

Could it be... that the Chinese government intervened?!

"I know..." Kabango continued weakly, "Asante and the US troops are parked outside, ready to launch missiles to destroy our base camp at any time... Now... there is only one way to save us... that is... that is the Chinese girl... you brought."

Kuba raised his head suddenly, and in the darkness, one of his dark green eyes emitted a ghostly light.

"What did you say, Chinese girl?"

"Exactly... you can use that Chinese girl... to create public opinion pressure, forcing the Chinese government to intervene... to force the US military to retreat..."

"Then... you use my puppet, pretend I'm still alive... and escape like a cicada shedding its skin... this way, you can take the remaining troops... and kill your way out... find a secret place... and... and look for opportunities... to make a comeback..."

Kabango's voice gradually weakened, and the heaving of his chest was so weak it was almost invisible:

"I, Kabango... am the messenger of the Heavenly God... my army and people... are the children... of the Heavenly God... cannot... cannot surrender... must resist until... the last moment."

Kuba's eyes were scarlet, his fingers clenched white, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"We are the children of the Heavenly God, we will not surrender!"

"Must resist until the last moment!"

Countless soldiers around also shouted together, their eyes red, and what was burning in their eyes was a raging fire.

"Must resist until the last moment!"

"Must resist until the last moment!"

Amidst a high-pitched and intense shout, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Kabango's old face, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, Kuba stood up from the ground, his voice like a poisonous snake ready to strike, gloomy and cold:

"Block the news."

"And bring that Chinese woman up to me."