Chapter 47 arrived
Looking at a 10,000-ton cargo ship docked in the port in an orderly manner, and two military ships powered by the latest diesel internal combustion engine, Asazo scratched his head, and then looked back at the heavily armed teams around them. The sailors and crew at the dock were unloading transport equipment, and even large transport trucks, and couldn't help asking James secretly.
"Father, what are we going to do? Do you want to fight? Why are all the navy's warships brought here?"
James glanced at the ironclad ship strangely, and said naturally: "Isn't the navy using the ships produced by the military industry department under the family? I just transferred two ships to **** them. What's the matter? You have an opinion on the war."
Asazuo was so excited that he almost jumped up, tried to lower his voice and said, "War is my favorite! Dad, you are so kind, you said you would take me out to play, it's such a big scene!"
He scratched the back of his hands subconsciously. The cloth towels tied around his body made Asazuo feel a little itchy. He was tired of these things.
James knew that Asazo was very passionate about fighting and even war. His mutant gene was born with cunning and warlike factors. He liked to create chaos and enjoy the fun of fighting. No wonder it was the mutant ability known as the Red Devil.
"I'm going to disappoint you. It's not the kind of battle you imagined. They are mainly responsible for transporting some things, but you will have a chance to fight."
Asazo nodded hurriedly. Being able to fight is the best thing. He has no resistance to fighting or even killing. James has already brought him to kill some heinous criminals and perverts with his own hands. He has seen blood.
The team was quickly arranged under the purge of Remus Pete. He is the "Chief Wolf" of this generation and the captain of the Howlett family's private and secret armed "wolf pack". This team was passed down from the old Mr. Howlett , passed down from generation to generation in secret.
According to the leather scroll brought back by Mr. Daniel, James traveled all the way from Kenya to Uganda. Most of the aborigines along the way have never seen a huge truck and so many outsiders in strange clothes. Screaming and running away, he stared curiously at the convoy passing by.
Om. Om. Om.
The team has gone deep into the jungle. Kenya belongs to the tropical monsoon zone. Even in the daytime in summer, the highest temperature is only 267 degrees Celsius, so it is especially suitable for the growth of various creatures, especially mosquitoes.
Asazuo was already very annoyed by these palm-sized mosquitoes. He even used his teleportation ability to avoid these pervasive mosquitoes, but he found that it didn't have much effect.
He looked enviously at James walking around unaffected. There seemed to be an invisible air shield around his body, and all snakes, insects, rats and ants were isolated.
"What are you looking at? You don't need to think about this skill. It takes so much effort to practice the evolution technique. This is only possible if you practice what Remus and the others learned." After speaking, James looked at the machete in front of him with satisfaction. Remus Pete, his movements of slashing and slashing with a knife are round and free, with a somewhat unique artistic conception.
The members of the wolf pack were all trained by James himself, especially this generation, who basically trained him since he was a child. They were all practicing the fighting technique named by James, Remus was especially talented, and he was about to reach the third stage level before he was thirty.
The Evolution Technique is a training method specially studied by James to control and enhance mutant abilities. It can control the body like the Killing Technique, but it does not need to exercise strength, so it is much simpler.
Asazuo was saddened, he regretted taking off the cloth wrapping around his body early, otherwise it would have helped him ward off these damned mosquitoes.
James looked at the map again, compared the location of Lake Valkana, and motioned for Remus and the others to stop.
"You are stationed here, ready to receive, and if anyone tries to attack or approach, they will all be shot."
James looked east again, as if he was estimating the distance.
"Azazzo, keep up." As soon as the words fell, James rushed into the depths of the dense forest, and the air exploded faintly. His instantaneous explosive power was almost on the verge of breaking the sound barrier.
Asazuo grinned excitedly, but teleported away.
Natulu dozed off, leaning against the tree in a daze.
As a member of Wakanda's border guards, daily patrolling is a routine task, but this job is really boring. The last time someone broke into Wakanda was decades ago, and many people were arrested at that time , I heard that there were a few more running behind, but nothing happened for so many years, the border guard is really the most boring job in the whole country.
While he continued to relax and rest, he was thinking about when he could add a few scar tattoos on his face, so that maybe Liya of the River Valley Tribe could notice him.
Ode!
Natulu shuddered all of a sudden, as if something flew over, but there was no shadow in an instant, he scratched his scalp strangely, a little worried that it might be His Majesty the King passing by, and he looked lazy and dozed off, no Know if it's been seen.
James rushed out of the dense forest, stabilized his body suddenly and stopped, eliminating the huge impact inertia that did not conform to the common sense of mechanics.
A Sazuo immediately burst out a cloud of black smoke and flickered around him, and said helplessly: "Father, why bother to come here, I will take you directly here."
"I want to see how far this distance is, and what's going on around here."
James looked around and asked Asazo: "From here to Remus' position, can it be done?"
"If you underestimate anyone, I will do as far away as possible."
"It's not about letting you go back and forth by yourself. You will have to bring a lot of things with you in a while." James teased rarely, looking at the open hinterland inside Wakanda with interest, a team of people wearing unique indigo cloaks The patrol team is not far ahead.
When they saw the two figures in front of them, they stopped in disbelief, asked each other a few words, and under the shout of the leader, they took out their machetes and surrounded them.
After rushing closer and seeing Asazor's appearance, the whole team burst into violent shouts and strange movements again. They spoke an unknown language, danced strange scimitars and spears, and roared angrily.
Asazuo looked at them fiercely. Although he couldn't understand what these black natives were shouting, their demeanor and emotions reminded Asazuo of his childhood experience. He slowly pulled out a pair of The well-made ferocious dagger slightly lowered its body.
James also looked at the natives screaming and roaring like monkeys with some headaches. He knew some Hausa, which is one of the three most common languages in Africa, but it is obvious that these Wakanda people are speaking themselves unique language.
Soon, the guards blew their horns, and more and more native warriors surrounded them, including cavalry and a group of shaved-headed women holding spears.
A black figure galloped toward him from afar, jumping over streams and boulders from time to time, like a black panther hunting for prey with all its strength, he rushed to a height of six or seven meters in one step, flew across the crowd, and landed in front of James with a bang.
(end of this chapter)