A Brand New Diesel

"Look at those b@stards' faces, I really facking want to go into the third phase and take them out during the military practice!" a soldier chewed the gum and cursed.

The captain was someone about 1.9 meters in height with a buzzcut. He looked at the satellite map and asked his team, "Which mercenary corp do we go after first?"

"It's obvious. Of course we have to go to the biggest one in the area, take care of Black Cat and then report to HQ. We will also show others just how little time we need to take care of a large-sized mercenary group."

"What's the other one called?"

"You mean Deviant? We don't have to worry about it. It's just one that gathered all the left-over mercenaries in the area probably just to survive against us. Just leave it for last. After Black Cat, we will go and find Falcon and take it out and let the Polar Bears know, rubbing it in Russia's face."

With that, the team reached a consensus.