Chapter 1586: Servile

Hearing Wan Pojun's words, Su Chengfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He really hadn't expected that being an old sycophant would be so exhausting.

So he promised repeatedly: "Pojun, don't worry, I will definitely go to pay respects before your parents' graves in person!"

As he spoke, he deliberately sighed and said with emotion: "I am now just waiting for you to successfully kill your way up Mount Ye Ling on Qingming day, oh no, successfully kill your way up Mount Ye Ling!"

Sure enough, Su Chengfeng's exclamation immediately shifted all the contradictions in Wan Pojun's heart onto the Ye family.

Wan Pojun gave a ferocious smile and gritted his teeth: "The mere Ye family, what do they have to stop me from killing my way up Mount Ye Ling? At that time, I won't even need to take action myself. If I just send one of my four Great War Kings, the Ye family won't be able to resist!"

After saying this, his expression became increasingly cold, and he said sternly: "However, I still want the Ye family to feel what it means to be crushed! At that time, my four Great War Kings will definitely gather at Mount Ye Ling! I have waited for this day for a full twenty years. These twenty years, I have slept on brushwood and tasted gall, enduring humiliation, just so that when this day arrives, I won't leave the Ye family any room for maneuver!"

Su Chengfeng returned to his previous sycophantic face and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, then I will return to Yanjing on the day of Qingming, and I will definitely be there the day after Qingming when your parents' graves are moved!"

"Good!" Wan Pojun nodded and blurted out: "After I move my parents' coffins to Mount Ye Ling, I will immediately lead the four Great War Kings to Jin Ling. No matter what, I must find out the truth about Uncle Su's disappearance. As long as Uncle Su is still alive, I will definitely bring him back safely!"

Su Chengfeng said excitedly: "Pojun, with you taking action personally, I believe Shoudao will definitely be able to return safely!"

Wan Pojun added: "Don't worry, when the time comes to find out who is behind the scenes acting against Uncle Su, I will definitely cut them off at the roots, never leaving Uncle Su any hidden dangers!"

Su Chengfeng was so excited that old tears were almost flowing out. He didn't actually care whether Su Shoudao could return alive; what he really cared about was Su Zhiyu's benefactor. As long as he could kill him, he would have no more worries!

Just then, Wan Pojun's super-strong subordinate suddenly picked up a satellite phone and said to Wan Pojun: "Master, it's a call from the Green-Eyed Wolf King!"

The Green-Eyed Wolf King was the War King Chen Zhonglei, one of the four Great War Kings of the Cataclysmic Front, and the War King most skilled at leading troops in battle in the entire Cataclysmic Front.

For this cooperation with Syria, Wan Pojun had handed over ten thousand elites and the entire command authority to Chen Zhonglei.

Although the Cataclysmic Front was a modern mercenary organization, its internal structure had a very Wuxia style.

It was said that this was because Wan Pojun's mentor was a contemporary knight-errant walking the world, so Wan Pojun himself also had a strong knight-errant complex.

That was why he took the name of his father's Wanlong Group and chose the name Cataclysmic Front, a name with a rich Chinese flavor and full of Wuxia taste.

And the four Great War Kings of the Cataclysmic Front also imitated the four protectors of the Ming Cult in Wuxia novels, giving themselves four nicknames with rich Wuxia flavor: Green-Eyed Wolf King, White-Clothed Tiger King, Black-Faced Leopard King, and Golden-Haired Lion King.

Among them, the Green-Eyed Wolf King and the White-Clothed Tiger King were both of Chinese descent. The Green-Eyed Wolf King was naturally Chen Zhonglei, who was in Syria, and the White-Clothed Tiger King was the super-strong young man beside him.

As for the Black-Faced Leopard King and the Golden-Haired Lion King, they were a black man of African descent and a blond white man of American descent, respectively.

At this very moment, the Black-Faced Leopard King was in Yemen, while the Golden-Haired Lion King was in Palestine.

Seeing Chen Zhonglei calling him, Wan Pojun immediately smiled and said: "It seems our Green-Eyed Wolf King is going to send me the latest victory report again today! Ever since he entered Syria, he has been like a hot knife through butter, unstoppable. Right now, the Syrian battle situation has already advanced more than halfway, and the remaining opposition organizations are no longer a threat. I imagine he will be able to clear them out completely in one go in these few days!"

After saying this, in a great mood, he immediately took the phone from the White-Clothed Tiger King and said with a smile: "Zhonglei, how many victories did you win today?"

Chen Zhonglei on the other end of the phone said with extreme shame: "Master! Today, Lu Zhanjun's troops encountered unprecedented resistance in the offensive battle launched against Hamid's armed forces. Lu Zhanjun was killed in battle, and the Cataclysmic Front lost a total of 1,534 elites! This is due to my poor command. I ask for the Master's punishment!"

Wan Pojun's expression instantly became extremely gloomy.

He asked coldly: "What did you say? Lu Zhanjun is dead? And you lost over fifteen hundred soldiers?! Are you joking with me?!"

"Master, this... is not a joke..." Chen Zhonglei said in great pain: "According to the situation I learned, they were using a normal infantry-artillery coordination method to attack an opposition base, but they didn't expect the other party to have built powerful permanent fortifications. The shelling didn't cause any substantial damage to the other party at all. Subsequently, relying on the permanent fortifications, the other party dealt us a heavy blow during our offensive process..."

Wan Pojun asked sternly: "Then how did Lu Zhanjun die? As a Five-Star War General, was he also shot and killed by the enemy hiding behind the fortifications? As our supreme commander in this war, did he also charge into battle himself?!"

Chen Zhonglei sighed heavily and explained: "Master, after the frontal attack proved ineffective, Lu Zhanjun led one thousand soldiers to carry out a flanking maneuver from the enemy's side, but they didn't expect that the other party had also built a large number of hidden fortifications on the side. They accidentally entered the enemy's firepower encirclement and were unilaterally slaughtered by the other party. Lu Zhanjun couldn't escape either..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhonglei continued with grief and indignation: "The scouts in Syria filmed the scene of the enemy cleaning up the battlefield. Our brothers died too miserably. Everyone was shot a dozen times, and these bastards are truly inhumane. When cleaning the battlefield, they not only confiscated our soldiers' weapons and ammunition, but even their pants and boots were stripped off. They are truly worse than beasts!"

Hearing this, Wan Pojun grabbed his wine glass and smashed it onto the ground, then stood up and cursed angrily: "A great humiliation! Truly a great humiliation!"

"You are all the elites among elites carefully cultivated by my Cataclysmic Front, and Lu Zhanjun was even a top-tier Five-Star War General. To be beaten into such a state by a trash armed force in Syria, with fifteen hundred elites killed in battle, and even a Five-Star War General dead—this has never happened in the history of the Cataclysmic Front! Even on the most tragic battlefields, we have never lost a Five-Star War General!"

Speaking of this, Wan Pojun was already so angry that his veins were bulging. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Are you worthy of the reputation that the Cataclysmic Front has built up in the global mercenary field over so many years?!"

Chen Zhonglei said with great shame: "Master! This time it was my poor command. I am willing to accept all punishment. Even if you dismiss me on the spot, I have no complaints..."

Speaking of this, he changed the subject and pleaded: "It's just, Master... I beg you to give me one more chance, a chance to personally avenge my brothers! Give me three days. Within three days, I will definitely take Hamid's base and use Hamid's head to pay tribute to the dead brothers!" ===== CHAPTER 1587 =====