On the field, blood dripped from the blades of the swordsmen, pattering onto and splashing into the mud.
Song Heping made an estimate.
There were at least two companies of Salafi Armed Soldiers in the area.
Quite a few of Aisade's men had already revealed murderous intent towards Song Heping.
A freakish leader naturally had freakish underlings.
Song Heping really detested these guys.
If possible, he wouldn't even blink an eye at exterminating them all.
But given the current situation, he could only temporarily conceal his desire to kill.
"Colonel, I'm doing this for your own good. Today, I am teaching your men how to use this air defense system, and among these people here, only my two engineers are familiar with this equipment. If anything unexpected happens, the deal will be messed up, and then I won't be able to explain it to the General when I return."
Song Heping looked down at the gleaming blade without even blinking.
He deliberately mentioned the deal and Peter.
