300: Chapter 300 They've already come knocking on our door.

General Max's roar echoed among them.

However, those present remained tight-lipped, none daring to say much.

They all knew that General Max was currently enraged, so naturally, they couldn't afford to offend him at this moment.

"This... we also didn't expect these Black people from North Africa to be so cowardly and afraid of death."

"That's why we lost when we previously campaigned against the savages of South Africa—it was due to their poor cooperation. The immediate priority is to figure out the equipment brought by South Africa this time..."

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated!"

Finally, Colonel James stepped forward to smooth things over.

The others nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

They seized the opportunity to back down.

"Sigh...!"

After venting, General Max's anger had somewhat subsided.

However, this didn't mean he could act as if nothing had happened.

"Where is Cheetah? Why is that guy silent? Didn't they say he was back?"

"Why didn't he eliminate that Dragon Country man, Lin Heng?!"

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have suffered such a disaster!"

Unable to calm down, General Max could only continue to vent his fury on others.

The crowd continued to remain silent in response.

Who knew what that lone wolf had gotten up to? He was always elusive, only showing up when missions were assigned.

"Forget it... asking you good-for-nothings won't yield any answers."

General Max glanced at everyone, let out a breath, and continued speaking coldly.

The others felt anger internally but dared not express it.

"Next... if there are no surprises, Lin Heng is probably only two hundred kilometers away from us. We have the rest of the afternoon. What methods do you think we have to counter him?"

Finally, General Max posed the question.

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent for a moment...

Then, one person stood up and immediately spoke:

"The military industry of our Pretty Country is the best in the world. As long as they have the guts to come, we will surely send them to a place where they can never be buried!"

"Heh, easy to say, but can you really do it?"

General Max retorted.

This...

That person quickly fell silent.

Then he whispered,

"We also have tanks, which are not much weaker than their tracked tractors, and they are all heavily armored. Are we supposed to be afraid of them?"

"Not to mention we still have anti-aircraft guns. Although they are products of the last era, they can still inflict fatal damage on them."

"I don't believe they can bring those heavy machine guns!"

"On our territory, they can only take a beating!"

By the end, he was speaking louder and louder.

The others secretly competed with each other.

They all chimed in: "Exactly! Their strong combat power doesn't mean they can run wild on our territory!"

"General, rest assured. I am the chief designer of the Embassy of the USA. There are quite a few terrifying explosives buried here. If the enemy really dares to occupy this place... I will definitely show them the most beautiful fireworks in the world!"

"Yes! At worst, we can just retreat to the sea. We still have a destroyer near the coast that can accommodate all of us here."

"..."

As soon as talk turned to fighting, these people became energized.

And the Embassy of the USA was truly their secret base, housing many terrifying weapons!

They didn't believe those people wouldn't be afraid of them!

Moreover, they weren't without a fallback plan.

With the might of their Pretty Country, they could completely fight their way back.

Looking at those tribal chiefs acting like fence-sitters, it was clear how unstable the situation was. They only needed to flex their muscles in front of these Black people, and many would surely switch sides at the last minute. They didn't need to worry about losing territory.

"Heh heh... It seems you all thought of your retreat route quite early on, didn't you?"

Unexpectedly, General Max chuckled, showing them no respect at all.

The people who had been shouting the loudest just moments ago now looked slightly awkward.

A silence fell over the crowd.

Even Colonel James was the same.

He was the one who had first proposed this idea.

However, General Max quickly clapped his hands and stood up from his seat.

"Very well... let's do that!"

Huh?

Oh...

The crowd was stunned for a moment, then their mouths twitched.

It turned out their General Max thought the same way.

Soon, they immediately started taking action.

And suddenly...!

"It's bad, General! It's bad!"

A US Soldier rushed over, looking panicked.

His frantic appearance, rolling around on the ground like he was covered in dust, gave the impression of attending a funeral.

"What's bad?! I'm perfectly fine!"

General Max snorted coldly.

"Just say what you have to say properly, or I'll personally treat you to a bullet!"

"I... up... up front... they're... they're fighting."

The other party stammered out in panic.

His slurred speech caused many people present to frown.

What was going on??

Their expressions became complicated.

Only General Max vaguely sensed something was wrong.

"What did you just say? Say it again!"

He licked his dry lips, feeling his heart pounding erratically, as if a large stone was pressing down on it, making him feel suffocated.

"J-just that... they... are fighting..."

With a deafening boom!

A terrifying explosion sounded.

The main gate of their Embassy of the USA was blown open.

The intense heat wave made everyone present change color.

What was happening!?

They were being attacked!?

Many people immediately ducked under their seats, terrified.

General Max turned his head to look beside him, his pupils slightly contracting.

Good heavens!

The person who had been talking to him just moments ago had already been thrown by the heat wave onto a sword embedded in the wall, impaled right through the heart.

Broken internal organs and dark blood were constantly oozing from the corner of his mouth...

His eyes were wide open like brass bells.

Before he could even process the shock.

A loud crash came from the front.

Lubisang and the others quickly kicked open the door to the highest conference room of the Embassy of the USA and walked in, holding AKs.

Among them was a person General Max had seen before, but he probably already had a guess as to this person's identity.

Lin Heng!!

They had already fought their way here!?

Weren't they supposed to be more than two hundred kilometers away before!?

"Get every single one of them, capture them all!"

Lin Heng ordered quickly.