Chapter 54: Mark

At noon, Lance and I finally sorted out the arsenal. Lance took me to a small open space next to another wooden house for dinner. In addition to the original 21 people, I also found that there were three more people in the field. These three Among them, a man with a height of over 1.9 meters, strong muscles, and a brown-haired face with a scar from his forehead to the corner of his mouth is the most conspicuous.
"He is Captain Mark." Lance followed my line of sight and explained to me, "Captain Mark is the second only to the leader in combat effectiveness of our restorationists. He has a keen beast intuition and powerful force. At the same time, his resourcefulness is not weaker than that of the intelligence team leader Yoshiba, and he has good three-dimensional mobile device technology."
"Do you have three-dimensional mobile devices?"
"Uh, yes, but there are only 17 sets. Gas is not easy to add." Lance nodded, "Take me to say hello to him, I have to get to know him." I said, "And I have an instinct for beasts Very interested." Somehow, I sensed a faint werewolf bloodline in Mark's body, and his beast intuition is probably derived from this. Lance was silent for a few seconds, and then he sighed and said, "Oh, well, Captain Mark is actually very easy-going, but you shouldn't discuss with him, he doesn't make any difference when he starts." Don't worry," I waved my hand, "I have my own measures."
"Oh? You are the leader's assistant." Mark stood up and scratched his head. I smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Hello, my name is Gawain, Gawain Ackerman." ," Mark took my hand. "Mark Mankin, the leader of the military force, nicknamed the butcher." "I don't have a nickname." I said, "Lunch is here." Lance brought his lunch, "Gray Bread with lettuce soup." "I added some kale." I took the lunch that Lance handed over, glanced at the lettuce soup and said to Lance, "Thanks, Lance."
"You're welcome."
"What are you good at, Gawain?" Mark asked. "That's a lot," I said, taking a bite of the gray bread. I usually eat this at Grisha's house, but I will chop wood every two days. I’m good at fighting, hunting, shooting, weapon modification and maintenance, weapon manufacturing, herbal preparation, wound dressing, military theory, infiltration, assassination, blasting, torture, and intelligence gathering. These." I said, and suddenly found that everyone was looking at me.
"Gawain," Lance said hesitantly, "you didn't brag, did you?" Seeing me shook his head, Nocco jumped up first, "I'll go, kid... uh, you are so good!" "In that case, then. It's better to call Gao Wenxiu's nickname "Expert"." Mark said, "No problem." "I have no objection." I shook my head, "Right," Mark swallowed his last bite of bread. "Just now You said that you are good at hunting, so it's better to improve our food for a while." This is a test in the morning to see if I am bragging.
"Okay." I replied, and a few settled for lunch. "Give me a bow, right now." Mark froze for a moment, and then smiled, "Okay! Just now, you all heard? There will be meat to eat at night!" Everyone cheered, and after a while, Hawk passed A bow and a pot of arrows came, and Mark took a rifle from the arsenal. There are few prey in the Giant Woods Forest. I want to hit the prey by skill. I nodded to Mark and rushed into the forest on the left...