The helicopter emitted a deafening roar, and the personnel from the security department were clearly not used to such an environment.
After all, Huaxia was peaceful, and although there were occasional minor skirmishes, they never reached a heart-stopping level.
But...
It was only when the helicopter flew over Mozambique that they understood what a time of chaos really meant!
It was a complete ruin, with black smoke rising everywhere, occasionally punctuated by the sounds of gunfire!
This...
Was this hell?
Living in a world of comfort, it was hard to imagine that places like this existed!
However, as the helicopter flew over, the people below saw the insignia on the helicopter and immediately stopped all their activities, casting a solemn and respectful gaze at the flying machine!
Because they knew that these helicopters...
Belonged to Black Prison!
And here in this place...
Black Prison was God!
No one dared to provoke divine wrath!
