Chapter 1555: Simple task

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The hard-pressed children of the Caribbean Division had been shaking on the boat for half a month. They were already extremely exhausted. After eating a simple meal with enough calories, they couldn't help being a little drowsy. Many people even fell directly on the bed.
At this time, the company commander came in with a staff officer of the coalition army.
As soon as I entered the door, I yelled: "All stand up~!"
There was a sudden panic in the barracks.
The soldiers hurriedly jumped off the bed and stood by their bed, looking at the two officers at the door.
The company commander glanced at them, then waved his hand and said, "Come here all."
Then he pointed to the coalition staff around him and said, "This is the Turner staff of the Intelligence Department. He will explain to us the various dangers you might encounter in the wasteland in these two days.
If you don't want to lose your life, please listen carefully to me~! "
The soldiers couldn't help but glanced at each other, and then understood that this should be the pre-war training class, and immediately all came up. All of them opened their eyes wide, as if they were kindergarten children.
Since joining the human coalition and familiarizing themselves with their fighting methods, these soldiers all clearly understand the importance of pre-war training courses.
What is taught in the training class is all the combat experience and summaries of previous soldiers. And these experiences can all be exchanged for them with life and blood.
And these precious experiences summed up by the predecessors are likely to come into play at some point and save their lives, but the soldiers can't help but listen carefully.
Even if there is someone who is stupid and wants to make trouble, everyone will greet him with the butt.
The Turner staff nodded to the soldiers who had gathered around. Throwing down several scrolls under his arm, picking out a map from it and hanging it on the wall, tapped his finger, and said, "Gentlemen, look here. The position of this dot. It is where we are currently. The southernmost point of the wasteland.
It was named Sailfish Camp because it was the battleship Sailfish who found it.
After our investigation, it turned out that this is a barren land with only stones and moss.
but. If you think there is no danger here, you are very wrong~! "
As Turner's staff spoke, he hung up another scroll, then pointed to the gray-white figure painted on it, and said, "Ulu people, local natives. They always make a murmur when they charge.
They are accustomed to applying white paint on their bodies, using primitive stone weapons. But their leader is a shaman who knows dark spells. "
There was a buzzing noise among the soldiers.
Although he has joined the coalition army, there are priests and magicians in the army, and they have murderous weapons such as muskets and cannons, and after returning to the Semitic, they have won many battles, but when they hear the words dark magic. These Caribbean people still shudder.
They grew up in a world ruled by the undead tribe, and the fear of the undead and witches has been deeply burned into their bones.
Hearing the noise of the soldiers, Turner's staff could not help but cough lightly.
He looked at the soldiers with a serious face, until they became quiet again under his gaze, and then raised his voice: "Seeing them, all you need to do is shoot.
Don't come close until you are sure you have killed them. If you are not sure, just make up another shot, because this is a bunch of cunning dogs, they will die. Lure you to come to them. Then jump up and tear open your throat with your teeth or nails, and even take out your heart. "
The soldiers could not help fighting a cold war.
Turner continued: "In short, don't get close to them, don't try to communicate with them, always make sure your rifle is loaded with bullets at all times. If not. Put your bayonet on."
Amu, Lamy and Anderson looked at each other, and the expressions on each other's faces were not very good. They had never encountered such an enemy.
"In addition, I personally give you a suggestion." The Turner staff glanced around and saw the confused or worried expressions on the faces of the Caribbean people present, and said in a deep voice: "If you are unfortunately caught by the savages, It’s better to commit suicide in time."
There was an uproar in the barracks.
Everyone stared at the Turner staff with dissatisfaction. How could there be any reason to encourage soldiers to commit suicide after being arrested?
This is not the time for allegiance to great leaders. This group of officials is too dark, right? In order to pursue their own merits, let themselves these poor leaders take their lives.
If the officer of the Caribbean Division dared to say this, everyone would have put in a sack and beat him up.
Turner’s staff seemed to have expected their reaction long ago. Faced with the angry expressions of the crowd, they shrugged indifferently and explained:
These savages are cannibals, and they like to eat raw.
They will tie the captured captives to the post and cut the meat from the thighs. Most people will not die within two or three days. I know the worst one has survived for five days. When we find him..."
The Turner staff shook his head and said, "Forget it, you don't want to know."
The barracks were suddenly silent, and the Caribbean people were really frightened. This kind of tragic situation, as long as you think about it in your heart, you can't help but tremble.
Amu turned pale when he saw Lamy's face. Although he couldn't see his face, it was probably not better.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this is hell. Dark wizards, cannibals, and undead high priests who don't know where to hide may be waiting for them a hard fight that they have never seen before.
After frightening these newcomers, the Turner staff hung all the remaining paintings on the wall, saying: "See the white savages, shoot.
See the black wolf and shoot.
See the brown strange cat and shoot.
In short, no matter what strange things you see, in a word, shoot~! "
Amu stretched his hand backwards unconsciously, touched it for a while before remembering that his gun was leaning on the bed, and decided in his heart to wait a while without going to bed, and clean up his rifle first.
When Turner's staff saw that they were almost peeing, he smiled indifferently-bullying newcomers is almost the instinct of all the troops.
Even if the senior officials in the army found out. It's also a smile-it's not a bad thing to make those rookies more vigilant.
Turner lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then continued: "After talking about the precautions, let me say some good news.
Start from setting foot on this land. Even if you enter the war zone, in addition to the 10% increase in wages, there will be war zone allowances, which are half of your wages and will be paid monthly.
In addition, when performing some special tasks. There is also a task allowance, which is twice your salary.
In addition, the coalition forces have also bought insurance for you very considerately.
After a while, someone from Flying Eagle Insurance Company will come over and ask you to fill out a beneficiary form.
If you are unlucky hang here. In addition to the various subsidies provided by the government, the beneficiaries of the insurance will receive compensation for ten years of your salary. "
The Turner staff gathered up the picture scrolls, and left them neatly, leaving them with a pile of brochures detailing the knowledge of cold protection and first aid in cold areas.
All the soldiers in the whole company were completely drowsy by him. They were holding pamphlets and reading lights at night, trying to engrave every word into their minds.
When it matters to your own life. No one dared to be careless.
Two days later, after finishing some paperwork, overhauling all the weapons, receiving new ammunition and first aid kits, the Caribbean Division drove out of the camp and headed northward on the rugged rocky wasteland.
Their goal is to mark a place on the map as five or two, and the task is to search that area thoroughly.
The war fort has been investigating nearby for several days, and no natives have been found, so the danger level is marked as low. For the coalition command, it is just a routine task.
The Caribbean Division passed through two military stations and officially entered the deserted wilderness on the third day. At this time, the Caribbean talent suddenly understood why the chef at the sailfish camp would say. They can't eat a few good meals.
Living in a tent, arching a sleeping bag, and enduring the cold, it’s just too much to endure, but due to poor transportation and lack of supplies, they can only eat military cans and compressed biscuits every day, which makes the Caribbean miserable.
Moreover, the daily search task is also very boring. Their job is to withstand the harsh cold wind, check every stone crack, climb up and down the valley, and look for suspicious traces.
After another busy day of searching but found nothing, Amu carried a gun, raised the collar of his coat, put his hands in his pockets, opened the curtain of the tent with his head and walked in.
Following him into the tent, there was a damp and cold wind.
Anderson, who was sitting on the sleeping bag and pulling his feet, yelled: "Amu, close the curtain, you want to freeze us to death."
Amu gritted his teeth and grinned reluctantly, then closed the curtains of the tent tightly and turned into the tent.
He threw the gun away, sat down on his sleeping bag, took off his thick army boots, and carefully took off his socks.
Every day, he kept walking for dozens of miles. Just like other soldiers, Amu's feet had blisters, and they were tortured after they were broken.
He hugged his feet and complained: "This ghost place, there is no wood for making fire, I really don't know how the savages survived."
Anderson didn't look up, and said, "You haven't heard, they cannibalize~!"
Amu curled his lips and retorted: "If there was nothing and just eat people, they would have eaten themselves long ago."
Lamy crawled over and said mysteriously: "You all forgot the undead high priest, maybe they are zombies and don't need to eat."
The dozens of people in the tent were all stunned. Thinking about it, it is really possible.
Anderson sneered and said, "Well, no matter how powerful a zombie is, it can't stop bullets, as long as it's not a lich."
Amu shook his head, threw all kinds of unknown thoughts into his mind, and went into his sleeping bag to sleep with his head covered.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly I heard a loud noise, followed by a "bang" mortar, awakening Amu and the others.
He quickly picked up the rifle in his hand and jumped up and rushed out of the tent. A flare illuminated the surroundings of the camp. The entire camp ran out of the tent to guard, but there was nothing outside the camp.
The battalion commander angrily grabbed the soldier on duty and yelled at him, "What's the matter?"
The soldier in the night watch said with a bitter face, "I heard the ringing of the barbed wire, as if I saw a white figure."
The Caribs’ makeshift camp was surrounded by barbed wire and hung the tins they had eaten. There are also stones inside, which make a sound whenever they touch it.
"White silhouettes?" The battalion commander was taken aback, and immediately thought of the savages, and immediately ordered the soldiers to search around.
After tossing for most of the night, nothing was found. Everyone went back to sleep with a pang.
Amu felt as if the sky was bright after closing his eyes, his body was hard as if he had been frozen, his muscles were sore, and it took a while to stand up.
Breakfast was still the same biscuits produced by the Flying Eagle Group plus canned military food. Amu endured a nausea and scraped a box of canned food clean.
Although it is unpalatable, it can provide them with enough calories. To withstand the severe cold.
After breakfast, something went wrong.
When the line started, it was discovered that one of the soldiers of the Jiu Company had disappeared.
The soldier named Qiaoma never came back after going out to urinate last night. The comrade in the tent fell asleep and no one noticed it until the number of people on the list in the morning.
Linked to the commotion last night. Amu and the others immediately knew it was broken, and they might have run into a savage.
The battalion commander was very angry. After a fire broke out, he ordered the entire battalion to go out and look for the missing soldier.
Amu and the others didn't even eat lunch. They stepped on a radius of thirty miles, and found nothing. Once they were sure that the kid was indeed missing.
The battalion commander immediately notified him. Several war fortresses came in the afternoon, and a group of people came down from above.
Headed by a group of tall, strong, orc warriors in steel armor. It was actually Lord Lorraine's guard, a half-orc grenadier.
They also led a big dog with a burly stature and a stout neck. It was the world-famous Cheka Hound, a fierce dog that is more fierce than a wolf.
In the middle are a few wizards and priests wrapped in thick winter clothes.
Lord Lorraine attached great importance to this disappearance and sent a luxurious lineup of reinforcements. The spooky natives made the coalition forces very popular, but it was difficult to find their lair.
The addition of strong reinforcements refreshed the Caribs. It seems that Lord Lorraine still attaches great importance to their Caribbean Division.
The Cheka sniffed the sleeping bag of the missing soldier, then rushed out of the camp and ran all the way east, followed by the entire camp.
The hound finally stopped on the edge of a rocky hill, barking constantly.
The Orc Grenadier moved forward a few times. Immediately smashed the gravel on the side of the hill with two fists.
Everyone suddenly took a breath, and saw a dark hole in front of them.
At this moment, the orc smashed away the stone at the entrance of the cave indiscriminately, clearing a narrow gap, and only one person was allowed to squeeze in.
The Orc Grenadier in iron armor couldn't squeeze in even if he turned sideways.
This concealed seam in the stone, even if you walk past it, you will not notice anything, and the disguise is very clever.
The Caribbean then understood that no wonder these days, they have used all their milk-feeding strength, but still can't find the enemy-it turns out that all these cunning dogs have hidden underground.
The wizard with the team put a few exploratory spells into it, followed by a cold expression, murderous look in his eyes, and whispered: "Little trick, stupid guy."
He lowered his head and recited a few obscure spells, suddenly raised his hand, and a fire dragon sprang up from him and rushed into the cracks of the stone.
There was a harsh scream inside immediately, but soon there was no sound, followed by an unpleasant burnt smell.
The mage shook his clothes easily, nodded to the captain of the Orc Grenadier, and said relaxedly: "There are a few guards at the door, I killed them."
The orc captain nodded cautiously, then waved his hand, pointed at the stone crack, and said, "Blast it."
There was a grenadier who took out the backpack and placed it on the edge of the stone crack. After a loud noise, it exploded a large hole full of one meter.
Through the entrance of the cave, one can vaguely see that a long tunnel goes deep into the ground with no end in sight.
The cheka hound rushed in with a yell, and the grenadiers hurriedly followed.
Amu and the others fell behind the grenadier, holding their rifles, and walking around the wizard and priest into the dark crevices.
The two wizards used lighting techniques to illuminate the surroundings of the cave, only to see that the walls of the cave were damp, the stones were mixed with soil, and unknown plants stretched out their roots, stubbornly living.
There was a fishy smell floating in the cave, and an indescribable smell could be distinguished by a close smell.
Two grenadiers took the lead in the front, always alert to the surrounding movement.
When passing a corner, Amu suddenly saw a few groups of dark shadows coming down from the top of the cave and taking the head of the Orc Grenadier straight out of the corner of his eyes.
Before Amu could say "Caution", the Orc Grenadier who was exploring the path had already reacted. He peeked with his left hand and accurately strangled the neck of the savage that fell from the ceiling of the cave, and then roared: "Go to death~! "
Immediately afterwards, the glove with steel armor had already hit the savage's head severely, and with a "poof", the savage's limbs fell softly.
The orc grenadier who punched the savage to death raised his arms and roared, threw the corpse out of his hand, and rushed to the other savage like a tank.
The savage's stone spear and stone axe slashed on his steel armor ~EbookFREE.me~ and it was broken in just one shot.
The Orc Grenadier is like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, smashing a savage head with every blow.
The cave stretched out with the sound of "Muru Muru", and in the dim light of illumination, countless savages holding stone spears rushed over from the opposite side, and the number was large enough to drown them.
Amu's heart screamed badly. He wanted to raise a gun and shoot, but the front was crowded with his own people. The cave was narrow and they couldn't open it at all. They could only be anxious behind, and even the wizard could not shoot directly.
The Caribs in the rear were all nervous.
They were holding their rifles, pulling their throats, and shouting nervously: "Give in, get out of it. Let's kill them..."
Once the savages are close to the body, the firearms here can no longer take advantage of the distance. Coupled with the narrow terrain, it can only fight one-on-one with the enemy on the opposite side. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qn) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.qn to read.) 9