Charlie took the helicopter, and he arrived at a wasteland about fifty kilometers away from Hamed’s base.

At this moment, there were already two government helicopters parked here as well as a dozen armed men consisting of both soldiers from the government and also Ten Thousand Armies.

The helicopter that Charlie was riding in landed slowly on the clearing in front of the other two helicopters under the guidance of the opponent’s soldiers.

As soon as the helicopter stopped, Charlie, who was wearing a mask, pushed the door open and jumped down.

At this time, a Syrian soldier came forward and spoke a language that Charlie did not understand. So, Charlie waved his hand and said, “Please communicate to me in Oskian dialect or English!”

A government officer came forward and spoke in a less than proficient Oskian dialect, “My Oskian dialect… is relatively poor…”

At this time, one of the Oskian soldiers amongst the other soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies stepped forward with a surprise