From mercenary to king of war

Ivia, Alma town checkpoint.

The delivery team led by Blood Blade has now reached the Alma Town checkpoint.

Seeing that the sky was darkening rapidly, Blood Blade also deliberately slowed down the movement of the convoy.

Departing from Ohafa Port in the morning, it is almost evening now.

After a day's journey, everyone in the delivery convoy was feeling a little depressed.

"It is going to rain."

On the third Fox armored vehicle in front of the convoy, Xue Ren glanced at the sky through the window and whispered this in the vehicle.

"The weather looked pretty good when we came out this morning, but as soon as we got near Alma, the day looked like it was going to be ruined. Looking at the number of dark clouds, I'm afraid the fish won't be small!"

Bottle Cap, who was driving, complained.

“It’s actually nice to have rain.”

The typewriter in the back seat said with squinted eyes.

"how to say?"

Everyone else in the car looked at the typewriter.

"We don't like rain, and neither do the enemies! If it rains heavily, I feel that our shipment should be stable."

The typewriter said leisurely.

In fact, Typewriter's idea was correct. The heavy rain not only hindered the movement of their convoy, but also caused a lot of trouble for those who wanted to sneak attack.

Comparing the two, everyone in the car was looking forward to heavy rain.

It's not that the Hurricane team doesn't dare to take the call, but if they can avoid fighting, everyone still prefers not to fight.

"Then shall we continue on our way, or shall we stop and rest in the town of Alma?"

asked Bottle Cap, who was driving.

"What do you think?"

Xue Ren did not make an immediate decision, but turned to look at Ring Finger and the typewriter and asked.

“I’ve run almost two-thirds of the way today, and I feel like it’s good to take a break in Amal.”

The ring finger thought for a while and said.

They were already feeling a little mentally exhausted, and the second company of the rookie regiment following them was probably even more exhausted than them.

If we continue to move forward in this state, if we encounter armed personnel from a hostile force on the way, they will suffer a lot from a fight.

To sum up, Wumingzhi came up with the idea of ​​taking a rest in Amal.

"I think we can take a rest in Amal. If we continue to drive forward, we estimate that we can only drive to the outer desert of Wadi Al at most. There is not even a place to rest there. We are not far behind. Time is not.”

The typewriter had delivered goods to Wadi Al once with the team, so he knew the delivery route very well.

"Then let's rest in the small town of Alma tonight! We will set off directly from Alma to Wadi Al to deliver the goods tomorrow morning."

After hearing the two people's suggestions, Blood Blade finally made up his mind to rest in Alma.

About twenty minutes later, the convoy arrived at the outskirts of the small town of Alma.

The Blood Blade had established a resting point in the small town of Alma, so when the convoy came to the outskirts of the small town of Alma, the Blood Blade contacted acquaintances in Alma and asked them to prepare meals for everyone in the convoy.

The convoy is naturally equipped with marching rations, but who wants to eat the dry marching rations when they are hot to eat?

Not long after, someone came out from the small town of Alma to pick up Blood Blade and the others.

Under the leadership of the Alma Aboriginal people, the convoy quickly arrived at a rest area.

There are only five larger factories here, and they look like they have been abandoned.

But this is where Blood Blade and the others will rest tonight, and their food will be sent here later.

"Mr. Bloodblade, it's going to rain heavily soon. Tonight's food may not be delivered until a little later."

Amal's receptionist said respectfully to Blood Blade.

The receptionist was probably in his early fifties, and he had a big beard that is common among the Ivia natives. Perhaps because of the recent frequent wars in Ivia, his spirit seemed slightly depressed.

"It's okay, just be late. But the ingredients must be good. You don't have to worry about money at all."

Xueren smiled and nodded to the receptionist, and then watched the receptionist leave the area.

"The surrounding terrain is low and the view is relatively wide. It is a good place to camp."

Hawkeye and Deadshot were already walking around outside.

As soon as the two of them arrived here, they went to check the terrain around them.

As observers and snipers, they naturally wanted to determine the exact location of their camp.

Obviously, Deadshot and Hawkeye are quite satisfied with this place.

"The men from the Second Company have already gone out to look for sentry posts. How about two of us also go out and serve as hidden sentries?"

Ringing Zhi walked over from the factory building at the back. As soon as he came in front of everyone, Ringing Zhi said what he thought.

Setting up camp and setting up defenses between an elite squad and a large army is definitely different, so in this team of hundreds of people, it is not so easy to highlight personal abilities.

Of course, Su Hao is an exception, but Su Hao is not among this batch of delivery teams.

"It's better to arrange for two people to patrol the sentry at night, and leave the specific sentry positions to the Second Company."

Xueren shook his head and said.

This was not the first time that a large force had delivered bloody blades, so he was very experienced in setting up defenses.

Besides, the camping area is so big, even if their hurricane team sends two secret sentries out, how effective will it be?

"Who will go on patrol tonight?"

Ringing Finger nodded and asked.

"Don't look at me. I'm old and I need more rest at night."

When Typewriter saw everyone's eyes turned to him, he immediately waved his hand to express his rejection.

"Leave it to me and Deadshot. We can stay up late, and tonight the patrol will be able to check the second battalion's sentry capabilities."

Before anyone else could say anything, Hawkeye, who usually spoke little, decisively took over the patrol mission.

"That night Bottle Cap and I will take over for you. You guys will stay up until half of the night, while Bottle Cap and I will stay up for the rest of the night."

Blood Blade nodded, and he did not ask the other people in the team.

"Deputy Blood Blade, why don't you let me go with Bottle Cap in the middle of the night? I can survive it quite well."

The knife hesitated for a moment, he always wanted to show off when performing tasks.

In fact, everyone can understand the mentality of Dinner Knife, because since Su Hao made his career big, everyone wants to show more performance so that other members of the Hurricane Team can see their respective values.

"Then leave it to you and the bottle cap."

Xue Ren nodded. Din Dao was also a member of the original bayonet team, so it was reasonable to take care of him sometimes.

"Okay, let's go to various places to check. If there are any problems, keep in touch."

As Blood Blade's order was given, everyone in the hurricane team present walked towards different places.

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"Boom!!!"

"Crash!!!"