December 5, St. Paul, Southern Cross.

This place was once one of the most crowded cities in the world and is a typical "sardine city".

In the middle of the 22nd century, with the development of science and technology, the unification of language, and the convenience and freedom of population mobility, this type of city gradually decreased and eventually disappeared.

By 2218, Sao Paulo had been like most cities around the world, only the urban areas still maintained the congestion unique to the metropolis, and there was a lot of space slightly away from the city center.

How big is this "space"?

For example... you can build a manor, a private amusement park, or even a private safari, a botanical garden, etc.; it is said that there was a local tyrant in Xingjun who specially circled a large area of ​​land to place various 1:1-scale huge robot models... I just don't know whether the rumors are true or false.

In short, in this relatively abundant world, having money can really do whatever you want.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there is a private airport not open to the public in the suburbs of Sao Paulo.

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At 10:30 am, on the airport runway.

A commercially-enlarged version of Bayshore Nine (one of the luxury civil aircraft using new energy technology, supporting the traditional and hovering two ways of taking off and landing) is ready to go, and the crew is undergoing final inspections.

"Bastard! Look at me a little! This is a precision instrument!" On the runway, a slightly fat middle-aged man was commanding the workers to move things into the cargo compartment at the top of his throat.

Although this guy has the temperament of a contractor, he is quite good-looking.

His name is Rodrigo, he is a world-renowned explorer and archaeologist. He serves as a visiting professor of history and ancient characters at the Federal Central Academy. He is an authority in the study of Inca and Mayan civilizations. At the same time, he also has a very high attainment in botany and has published a book on survival in the wild, called "One Hundred Vegetarian Dishes You Can Eat in the Wild". The content is very practical, but unfortunately the sales are not good...

There is no doubt that Rodrigo is a practical man. Before he was forty, he was basically a short and ugly version of Indiana Jones; of course, he was not like Jones, who was hunted by all kinds of evil forces all day long, because he was usually entrusted by the federal government to explore, and the federal government is the largest evil force in the world.

Today is no exception.

Two days ago, an order was issued from Christo City, requiring each unit to form an elite expedition team within 48 hours to rush to the Amazon jungle in South America... to find something.

If the upper part gives a "dead order", then the lower part must be completed; because if the upper part sends it, there is no problem of rights and responsibilities. In this case... the matter will be executed very quickly.

Less than 5 hours later, Rodrigo was called off the kang by a phone call, bid farewell to his wife and children, and boarded a flight to South America. During those hours on the plane, he relied on filling himself with coffee and endured a headache to draw up an action plan and a list of required equipment and supplies.

Then these two items were sent to another person in charge of the operation.

The "man in charge" is Julio Gimenes, the leader of South American planting industry (yes, in this universe and in this era, the most powerful person in South America is the monopolist of the planting industry, and the reason is not explained here), that is, the Latino man who received a warning from the syndicate on the Four-Leaf Crocodile cruise ship and left the ship early ten days ago.

As one of the people recognized by "respecting", Jimenes is naturally not an ordinary person; although he always acts like a playboy on weekdays, in fact, he is a very cunning person.

Jimenes' father was also a man who liked to flirt with his flowers, so Jimenes had many legal or illegal siblings, and these people... died shortly after his father passed away due to various "accidents".

In South America where the struggle is fierce and undercurrents, Julio Gimenes was able to hold the huge foundation left by her father at the age of thirty and stabilize the power of other families, which shows his skills.

Of course, today's actions do not require him to use his talents, after all, he is an amateur in archaeology.

This time Jimenes came here... to "scan the face"; in the South American territory, if you want to do business, you will find him, a local tyrant. For the same thing, if you ask the federal government to assign someone to come here, you will have to spend more money, and the resources you get may not be good, but if Jimenes goes to do it, you may be able to do it in one sentence, and maybe you don't even need money.

The federal government is not all fools. Since there is a cabinet "armor" in hand this time, he will command whoever he wants, so he simply calls Jimenes.

Jimenes doesn't care. Anyway, his tasks are mainly concentrated in the preparation stage, and he doesn't have to be responsible for the specific adventure. He followed him to see where his money was spent (this way he knew what parts could be reported and how much to report when he was reimbursed later), and traveled. Therefore, this time he brought several female companions alone, including the "Mandala" lady who brought the Four-Leaf Crocodile last time. In addition to his female companions, he also brought entourage, bodyguards, champagne, frozen steak, and even flowers...

In addition to Rodrigo and Gimenes, there is also a person in charge of this operation.

This person was directly assigned by the Federation.

Solid Wilson, code-named "Veter".

Although he was a "veteran" and had only served in the federal troops, he now had no military rank; his former military rank was only a captain.

If you ask his comrades to evaluate him, you will probably get the saying "He is not a human being."

This is not a curse, but a kind of praise.

Those who fought with Solid agreed that this man was a machine born for war.

He has incredible physical abilities and rock-solid psychological qualities.

He is a fighting expert and a tactical master. He is proficient in all combat skills known to humans, can drive all types of transportation, is superb in the use of standard weapons, and has a considerable level of transformation ability.

His adaptation to modern warfare is as fast as that of STD pathogens to adapt to human body fluids; his efficiency in completing tasks is like a pyramid schemer escaping with money; the enemy's interrogator is like a prostitute trying to seduce eunuchs in front of him; his commander is just a mentally retarded with only two IQs in his eyes.

He can get the enemy to be annihilated in an encounter without knowing what he has encountered; he can escape from a prison camp with a floss; he can even make a group of racists in prison change their gang's name to a "weaving club" and get together every day to sweater.

Anyway, Solid is a truly super soldier, but... there are two "problems" that hinder his path to "promotion".

First, when an order is "silly", he refuses to obey.

What kind of command is called "very stupid"? It is the command he thinks is wrong, and the command he thinks is wrong, which is basically... the command he thinks is wrong.

This is definitely not something that the person who serves as his commander... very dislikes it.

And second, his origin.

Solid's parents were both middle-level members of the federal government, but because they had contact with the rebel group, they were both sentenced to life imprisonment.

Solid's mother was four months pregnant when she was in prison, but there was no room for probation or medical parole for political prisoners like her. Therefore, Solid was finally born in the prison infirmary, and her mother also died soon due to postpartum complications.

Solid was originally going to be sent to "ef" as a test subject, but his father asked the Federation to let his son go and replace him. Solid was sent to an orphanage, and his father soon died in EF's research institute.

Solid himself was not aware of these things, and his file was modified to "his parents were bewitched by the resistance organization and treasoned by members of a certain organization in prison."

But even such a file is enough to be a reason why he is "at most a captain".

Solid himself doesn't care much. After years, the military rank is no longer important to him.

Even if he has been confined countless times for disobeying or even beating his superiors, or even sentenced by military courts, in the end... when the Federation needs him, it will still release him and promise various benefits.

No one cares whether he is a corporal or a general, they only know that he is a "veteran".

These two words are the guarantee of success in action.

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At eleven o'clock, under the scorching sun, the temperature on the airport runway had exceeded thirty degrees.

Rodrigo finally finished the handling of supplies, found a shaded place to sit down, and drank cold beer with the workers.

Although he has the title of professor, Rodrigo is actually a very down-to-earth person. He who leads the team on the front line all year round naturally knows how to deal with the people below. He is a little fierce when doing serious business, otherwise he will not be able to suppress the situation. When he is idle, he will have to get along with the grassroots personnel, say a few hardships, and give some small favors... The so-called use of candy and whip is generally the case.

"Damn, in December, I came to cause trouble, and the people above didn't know what the wind was getting..." Rodrigo wiped his sweat while cursing the street; this was one of his skills in talking to his subordinates "swearing the leader" because they resonated with this topic.

"That's it! They sat in the office and blew air conditioning and asked us to go to the rainforest to feed mosquitoes."

"I just moved that box and I took a look. My mother was covered in champagne. This thing can't be brought into the jungle. Just to drink a few sips on the plane, we had to put such a heavy box gently. It's really a waste! We can't drink it."

"Forget it, it would be nice not to let you scatter the champagne tower on the plane. Didn't you see the mark on the box? That's the thing from the Jimenes family. You dare to say now. When the Jimenes family comes, you must dare to scold again. Be careful that someone will make your whole family disappear with just one word."

Most of these workers, or the expedition members, were recruited locally, mainly because these people are familiar with the hot climate. Of course... they are also familiar with the Jimenes family. No one heard of them at this moment, so the group of people complained and chewed with some alcohol.

Just as their unnutritional conversation was going on, several Hummers drove over from the hangar in the distance and parked next to the plane.

A moment later, in the burning eyes of everyone, Jimenes, his female companions, bodyguards, and followers... made a debut.

Jimenes wore a long-sleeved white shirt today, rolled up his sleeves and opened his neckline; a pair of brand-name sunglasses mounted on his forehead flipped his slightly curly, shiny hair from his forehead; he only wore a pair of pink patterned beach pants on his lower body, and he stepped on flip-flops on his feet.

The female companions who followed her were dressed casually, with several necklines that were wider than Jimenes, and their lower bodies were full of hot pants and short skirts. Whether they looked above or below, they could see two round and chubby things trembling with their clothes.

This scenery naturally made the bloody workers dry and their mouths dry, and they all couldn't turn their eyes on them, drinking to quench their thirst.

"Hi! Long time no see, Julio!" Rodrigo also spoke to people and said lies to ghosts. When he saw the local snake coming, he hurried forward and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Haha! You're fat again, professor!" Jimenes also laughed and hugged the greasy fat uncle.

Rodrigo specializes in ancient South American civilization. He led the team here most of the time before, so he must have had some contact with Jimenes and his sons. Of course... he is just a general friend, far less familiar than they show.

In this way, the two stood there and exchanged greetings. Jimenes' female companion and entourage had already boarded the plane.

Rodrigo immediately said that he would wait for the last person in charge to arrive here and asked Gimenes to board the plane first. Unexpectedly... As soon as he said this, a helicopter appeared in the sky.

Two minutes later, the helicopter had been parked ten meters ahead of Rodrigo and Gimenes.

Eight soldiers wearing full-covered combat armor jumped off the plane one after another, quickly lined up in a row, and a few seconds later, one person walked out of it and walked to Luo Ji and the others.

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With a slight sound, the soldier opened his "face armor" and showed his honor.

Solid was a white man, and his face was forty years old; he had short hair, his temples were a bit gray, and his eyebrows were filled with a rough and weathered feeling.

"Good noon, gentlemen, my name is Solid Wilson, who is responsible for the security of this operation." Solid spoke straight to the point, concisely and concisely

"Professor Rodrigo, responsible for searching, surveying, excavation..." Rodrigo put on a serious face and stepped forward to shake hands with the other party.

"Haha... call me Julio, I'm responsible for paying the bill and sing the atmosphere." Gimenez still looked like a hippie smile, and went over and shook Solid's hand casually.

After holding it, he asked, "By the way... Sir Wilson, aren't you so hot? It's over thirty degrees under the sun now."

"The b17 armor is the most advanced individual weapon among the conventional federal combat weapons. It has a constant temperature device, an air filtration system, and the joints of moving joints. It is made of special synthetic glue, which can isolate any foreign objects larger than 60 cubic millimeters." Solid replied.

"Then your words are in Chinese..." Gimenes said he couldn't understand.

"Bring your own air conditioner, air purifier, insect and stabbing," Solid said, then raised his hand and made a gesture.

After seeing the gesture, the seven soldiers behind him turned neatly and walked towards the boarding stairs.

"The scheduled time is coming soon, and this operation is very urgent. Let's take off as soon as possible." Then Solid closed his facial armor, and his voice became a little dull. "And... I suggest you change your clothes, Julio. If you wear it like this, you will be covered in bruises and get infected with three or five kinds of bacteria that you know are."

After saying that, he turned around and boarded the plane.
Chapter completed!