Chapter 383: An Effortless Battle

Marcus Looske had been all smiles a moment ago. Then a dense, murderous chill burst from his eyes, and his lids narrowed into slits. A secretary carried over a table and set several laptops on it. The combat footage captured by Drones would stream to the screens in real time. Salvatore Casson's interest stirred. He sat down beside them and watched. On the display, three thousand Zimbabwe troops rode in on trucks and pickups, along with five battered armored vehicles, all rolling straight toward...