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Mercenary King: Got Question? Ask My RPG!

There was a classic saying that prevailed in the era of thermal weapons. "All fear comes from insufficient firepower." Don't believe? Looking at the muzzle of a cannon bigger than your head, and say it again? ... Starting off by being kidnapped, in order to survive, Gao Guang was forced to become a member of a private military contractor. And thus, an unexpected legend began to unfold... Stallone from [First Blood]? Jason Statham from [The Expendables]? Keanu Reeves from [John Wick], the one who's best at using all kinds of firearms? Come on, all of these are nothing compared to Gao Guang!! --- Finally, until one day, in the field of private military forces, he completely made the term "Gao Guang moment" became a professional term! Countless criminals, mercenaries, murderers, and private armed organizations would pee their pants at the mention of the name Gao Guang! "Hello, my name is Gao Guang." "I am dedicated to providing war-related peripheral services, including but not limited to force, arms, intelligence, and technical support." "As the conscience of the industry, our quality is trustworthy. Please don't hesitate, don't pinch your goddamn wallet, and make an appointment with my beautiful secretary as soon as possible. Warm reminder, we only accept cash." "Gao Guang, Your best choice!"

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Chapter 363 The Only Condition_1

Two helicopters landed one after the other in the factory clearing. There were not many people, just six armed personnel from the Warfire Group, but they brought a medical team of up to four people.

Most of the helicopters' cargo space was left empty, the reason being, of course, to evacuate the wounded.

When the reinforcements arrived, the atmosphere naturally changed dramatically.

The reinforcements' medical doctors took full control of all the casualties. They first checked on those who had just undergone surgery, and Gao Guang was of course among them.

But as they looked at the neatly stitched incision on Gao Guang, a doctor in his fifties finally asked, "How many patients underwent surgery for severe injuries?"

"Eight."

"Are all of the surgeries completed?"

"Yes, all done."

The medics all appeared to be shocked as they looked at the room full of the wounded, suddenly becoming somewhat restless.

"Are you joking? You performed all the surgeries by yourself?"