The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Alexander Ellard, Chief of the Vessanico Police Department.

All the major forces in Visanico have dealt with official personnel in the open, and Baron Otto is no exception. Now that the old man has died at the hands of Ophelia, the remaining personnel, materials and territories have all been taken over by Madam Viper, so naturally she has to answer the phone.

The reaction speed of the Muslims and Serbs was a bit unexpected. They made a joint decision so quickly. Ophelia thought they would occupy the territory first and then consider negotiations. But after thinking about it, it was probably because the situation of the Croats being basically destroyed in half a night scared everyone and they thought there was some secret weapon at the mine.

What secret weapon could there be...

It was all hard-fought.

At most, some people have turned on the auto-aim cheat, the health-lock cheat, and the stamina cheat.

The casualties of this wave of temporary workers were close to 200, the casualties of Hydra soldiers exceeded 40, and 2 BTR armored vehicles were destroyed. Ophelia felt distressed when she thought about this. She should get a group of blacklight servants next time and let them do the sneak attacks in the middle of the night. After all, it was pitch black and she couldn't tell whether they were normal people or not.

To be honest, with a casualty ratio of over 3%, only Hydra would have collapsed long ago if it were any other team.

Of course, there was also the factor of shooting deserters.

So after the situation was basically stabilized, Ophelia's next order was to count the military merits, and to issue Bosnian marks to temporary workers outside and US dollars to Hydra inside. Considering that a considerable number of members came from European countries, this operation would also make it easier for them to exchange for euros after returning home - just like in the previous life, the European Union officially launched the euro on January 1999, 1, ushering in a new half-era in the economic situation in Europe.

But relatively speaking, when the Hydra soldiers have a day off, they prefer to fly to the Netherlands to enjoy the dazzling and decadent special services in the red light district there. This made Ophelia recall her days in the Wolf Pack. Last year, the group had a farewell dinner in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, and the farce of the wolf mother hugging her and Michelle kissing at the dinner table.

...I don’t know how Kalena is doing now?

This restless woman said at the time that she was organizing a training camp with her friends. Is she going to return to the battlefield now?

Maybe it's time to get her on board?

Wolf Mother's ability is very suitable for leading a small force, and she is also very good at external coordination and tactical command. Ophelia currently lacks such a confidant. There are also Ghost and Beltway who went to Eastern Europe to do dirty work. These two may not withdraw in the short term, so ignore them for now.

And there is Four Eyes. This crazy woman cannot be recruited casually, otherwise it might cause the virus to spread. And I talked to Wolf Mom on the phone a while ago and heard that Four Eyes ran away and took a dirty job for some organization. It is estimated that sooner or later, something big will happen.

"Ma'am, it's time to go."

A voice interrupted my thoughts.

Ophelia looked up and saw Sarovich walking in with a thick bandage on his head.

"I think you should not sit at the table with me." Madam Viper took out her pistol and checked that she had three 3-round magazines left. "Anyway, the process is basically just getting to know each other and then dividing the territory. What can go wrong? If a fight really breaks out, you can't help on the spot. It's better for you to wait outside with your men. You can still maneuver when the time comes. Otherwise, once I release the poison on the spot, you will all die with me."

"...Yes ma'am."

Sarovich did not insist any further and left obediently.

The place of the conversation was chosen to be Pier 4, which was only a few kilometers away from here. Ophelia changed into new clothes, assembled three jeeps, and took a team of Hydra soldiers to the negotiation site. She brought more guns and bullets today, so there was less storage space for poison gas canisters, so the types were very limited. The few people she had on hand could not be lost in accidental injuries from poison gas.

After half a night of fierce fighting, these Hydra soldiers looked at me with respect, but at least they called me "Madam" sincerely. Sometimes it's easy to deal with men. You can win their respect by showing your fists.

He won't even talk to you properly unless you hit him twice.

If I didn't lead the team to attack tonight, but instead used some kind of alienation tactic to seize the territory of the Croats, other forces might not have issued a negotiation invitation so quickly. Who knows, some of them might have wanted to pick up weapons and fight first.

If there really is a genius who can plan a strategy with just his brain...

Why should such a man stay in Vessaniko?

The several kilometers were quickly completed. Ophelia was tired of looking at the scenery on the Sava River, and the two flags finally appeared in her sight in the distance.

Ophelia raised her telescope.

He felt a tingling sensation in his spider sense, indicating that someone was pointing a gun at him.

She silently pulled out her pistol and checked it.

This is a Bren Ten, or should be called a 10mm caliber Bren semi-automatic pistol. It is based on the famous CZ-75 pistol, slightly enlarged and reinforced in some dimensions, and equipped with a custom magazine to accommodate more powerful 10mm caliber bullets, namely 10x25mm semi-automatic (Auto) pistol bullets.

It was quite a sensation back then.

The recoil of the fully loaded 10mm Auto bullet was a bit large after all, but this was not a problem for Ophelia. She had obtained it at the shooting club called Torrencia, and had never used the Bren Type before. Now, she had made a contribution in her first appearance, blowing up Skull Face's head with one bullet.

It’s a pity that there are only 5 spare magazines in total.

Just then, the jeep beneath him began to slow down.

Ophelia turned her gaze to the two flags. A few years ago, the situation in the Bosnian War was chaotic, and many officers became warlords during the fighting. The same was true for Visanico.

Their original military numbers were also modified, and most of them were passed down in the form of flags to distinguish themselves. Anyway, for a place like this, there is no better way to emphasize the ownership of the territory than to put up a flag and hang a few corpses. In addition to flags, graffiti of all sizes can be seen everywhere.

The local Serbian leader was named Nikolai, which was just a code name like Skull Face, and the Muslim leader was named Iben, which was also a code name, but he was older. According to Baron Otto's memory, Nikolai was a strong man, while Iben was a fat uncle - but that didn't mean he was kind.

"lady."

The Hydra soldier in the co-pilot's seat turned around to remind him.

"Ah, we're here, right?"

The woman adjusted her beret, pushed the door and got out of the car. A large group of armed soldiers cast their collective glances at her. The entire dock was silent except for the roar of the jeep's engine. In order to prevent any emergencies, the driver did not turn off the engine, and was ready to take his new boss away at any time.

Ignoring the men's gazes, Ophelia leisurely lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke in front of everyone. The Hydra soldiers accompanying the car were not idle, and quickly deployed their formations, each looking at their own side. They had participated in similar occasions with Baron Otto before, and the most worrying thing was to be intercepted by others.

This can be considered as a tacit understanding in negotiation.

Everyone chooses a place together, each standing in one direction, and only allows their own people to stay behind them. If anyone dares to surround others, it's fine if they are not discovered, but if they are discovered, it is basically equivalent to starting a war. Of course, if you have become a big boss, being too timid will easily make people laugh.

Ophelia soon met the leaders of the Sai and Mu tribes.

The Muslim leader Ibn had a thick gray beard and wore a Muslim-style round hat on his head; in comparison, the Serb leader Nikolai looked more like a pure soldier. He only wore a vest on his upper body, with several human skulls strung on his chest as decoration, showing a very barbaric atmosphere.

“So, it’s true.”

He watched Ophelia approach and took the lead in introducing himself, but he did not intend to shake the woman's hand. Instead, he continued to cross his arms: "My name is Nicolai. Last night I heard that a red-haired witch broke into the territory of the Croats. I thought my men were joking. It seems that you must have some special strength."

"I don't mind showing you, but that would mean someone getting killed." Madame Viper ignored the new nickname the other party gave her and stood in front of the two leaders: "Who of you is going to send someone? Nikolai? I heard that you have several people with good skills. According to the rules..."

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her eyebrows: "Speaking of rules, you see, I almost forgot."

Snapped!

With a snap of fingers, the Hydra soldier at the back walked forward carrying a human head.

Ophelia gestured to the ground, and the bloody head fell between the three people. The leader of the Mu tribe glanced at the head, then turned his gaze to Ophelia. His silent face showed no emotion. On the contrary, the smile on Nicolai's mouth became more and more intense: "Very good, I thought this skull face was finished for a long time. You really gave us a big surprise, ma'am."

"Then I'll give you another surprise. Piers 1 to 6 and their related areas are for you to discuss. I only want Pier 7 and the associated land at the mine." Ophelia didn't wait for the two men to speak and lit another cigarette. "I'm done, gentlemen."

"...You only want the land at Pier 7?"

Iben, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "What do you mean?"

"That's what you think." Ophelia exhaled a puff of smoke. "Those Croatians will come back sooner or later. Unfortunately, I don't have that much energy to play with them, and the same goes for you. So yes, the main territory of the Croatians is left to you to divide. In the future, you can continue to deal with old opponents, just don't involve me."

"What?" Nikolai laughed. "Using us as a shield? Should I thank you?"

"Considering the goods piled up in the dock warehouse, the future revenue generated by a large main dock and two small docks, and the various industries left by the Croats in the central city..." Ophelia laughed: "Yes, I think you should thank me, not to mention that you two are enemies with the Croats."

Nikolai and Iben fell silent.

Their eyes lingered on Ophelia for a moment, making sure that the woman was not joking, and then turned to look at each other.

"How about this, I'll go arrange some things first, and let me know when you're done discussing it."

After saying that, Ophelia didn't wait for the two men to reply. She walked to the car with a cigarette in her mouth and went to find the Hydra soldier who was in charge of the communication radio station.

There was a white-haired old man next to the car.

"Hello! I'm Alexander, Alexander Ellard."

The old man held out his hand to her: "We talked on the phone before."

"Sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to wait."

Ophelia walked past Alexander and jumped onto the back seat of the open jeep: "Give me the gun."

"Yes, ma'am."

A Hydra soldier holding an SVD marksman rifle squatted in the back seat, and immediately got out of the car after handing over the gun. Madame Viper's action was immediately noticed by the people around her. Nikolai and Iben turned to this side almost at the same time. Before they could react, Ophelia's gun was aimed at a warehouse by the river.

boom!