In a trance I heard footsteps, and then out of the woods came a group of warriors, and I was surrounded by them, like animals in cages for people to see, and my efforts to see their faces were always blurred.

I don't know who they are or what they want to do, but I'm sure I won't meet my comrades here, then nine times out of ten they are enemies, and after a few moments those guys reached out to me, and I felt a murderous aura from them, and a strong desire to survive prompted me not to sit still.

I pulled out my saber and stabbed at the guy who stretched out my hand, the man reacted quickly, and he dodged with a twist, and the people on the side came up to pull me, and I struggled frantically to see who stabbed whom, and finally they pressed me to the ground and snatched the saber, and I thought to myself that this time I was going to die.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded in my ears: "Assassin! ”

I don't know who is calling me, my head buzzed, and I suddenly opened my eyes, as if I had traveled through time and space, and the scene changed in front of me in an instant.

I stared up with my eyes open and sluggish, until a violent jolt relieved me, and then I realized that I had just dreamed, a dream that was extremely real, in other words, my subconscious was doing something, although the scene in the dream was fake, but the life could be true, which is why we can also perceive the danger when we sleep.

", you're finally awake!" A voice sounded from the side, it sounded a little familiar, it seemed to have been heard somewhere, but it was definitely not my comrade-in-arms.

"Where am I?" I said casually, slowly turning my head to see who was speaking.

"In the car, it's good to have met us, otherwise you would have died." The voice rang out again.

I followed the voice and couldn't help but be stunned: "Eric? How are you? How did you get here? Could it be ......" I seemed to think of something, and I stopped talking.

"Yes, it's me, it's been a long time, I accepted your meeting gift, and I will definitely pay you back next time!" Eric shook his arm wrapped in gauze and smiled, red blood soaked through the gauze, it looked like the wound was quite deep, but it was very strange, it seemed that I had caused the wound.

"Why do you say that?" I asked curiously, and my right hand habitually touched the saber at my waist, but the knife holster was empty.

"Where's my saber?" My face changed suddenly, and I asked in a panic, people like me have no sense of security if they can't touch the weapon, and they have to hold and grab it when they sleep, otherwise they don't even dare to close their eyes.

"Here, don't get excited, this thing is too dangerous to put in your hands, we have to grab it." Eric hurriedly took the saber and handed it to me.

"Danger? Is the wound of your arm...... Did I get it? I took the saber and touched the cold blade with my fingers, and the whole person immediately calmed down.

"It's good that I hid quickly, otherwise I would have been stabbed to death by you." Eric gave me a blank look and said, "You almost killed our medic twice when you were unconscious, he just wanted to give you a fever-reducing injection, and you were overzealous, so you had to use your weapons, otherwise we will all be killed by you!" ”

"Is that an exaggeration? I've always slept honestly! I rubbed my head in embarrassment, remembering only that I had a dangerous dream, and it seemed that there was a reason for this dream.

"Well, I'm so honest, I'll load the bullet when I'm asleep!" Eric rolled his eyes.

"By the way, aren't you jungle warriors training the Maritime Self-Defense Force in Somalia, why are you here, could it be that the mercenary that Vic Bruce is looking for is you?" That's when I realized it, so no wonder it felt a little familiar at the time.

"Fortunately, if you meet us and change to another mercenary, your life will definitely not be saved." Eric, this is clearly asking for favors!

"Well, count me in for owing you once." I chuckled, God blessed, Lao Tzu survived again, it's great.

"Haha, just have what you say, the Somali Maritime Self-Defense Force has almost been trained, I left a few brothers there, and the others are on their own missions, I brought people here this time because I received an invitation from Vic Bruce, but I didn't expect his enemy to be you, I knew that I wouldn't take this deal." Eric shook his head in remorse.

"I remember that after Vic Bruce hung up, you withdrew at that time, how did you get me back?" I saw them retreat with my own eyes before leaving, and I didn't expect to be revealed.

"It's pure boredom, we just think it's not easy to come so far away, we have to have a little gain, even if we put two shots, otherwise so much travel expenses will be in vain, so we got off the car halfway up the mountain, wanted to play with the sniper, who knows that before we reached the top of the mountain, I saw you lying on the hillside, you said it was not a coincidence!" Eric smiled and rubbed his hands.

Seeing his lewd expression, coupled with what I had just said, I glanced at him sideways and asked tentatively, "Do you want me to reimburse you for your travel expenses?" ”

"What is this called, even if the jungle warriors are not as rich as Caesar, they can't even afford the passage expenses, you obviously look down on me, and saving you is out of brotherly feelings fighting side by side, and it has nothing to do with money." Eric's face was straight, and I was stunned for a moment when he said what he said.

I stared at him for a long time without speaking, waiting for the next step, this thing has the same virtue as our captain, and such lofty words are not his lines at all.

After Eric finished speaking, he stared at me like that, and when I saw that he was speechless, I asked tentatively, "Finished?" ”

"Ah, it's over!" Eric looked at me expectantly, as if waiting for me to compliment him.

"Well, thank you then!" I smiled wryly and let out a sigh of relief!

"Hehe, don't be so polite, in order to celebrate your escape from death, you have dinner at night, my brothers are hungry!" Eric smiled like an old fox.

"Grass, I know, you and you are so worried about making me bleed!" I rolled my eyes.

"Haha, brothers, go straight to the city, the assassin wants to invite us to a big dinner!" Eric laughed into the radio microphone.

“ok”

"Handsome"

"Long Live the Assassins"

There was a sound of praise over the radio, and I smiled from the bottom of my heart, reached out my fist and bumped into Eric, then said, "Thank you!" He shrugged and didn't speak.

This time I was able to complete the mission and survive thanks to the Jungle Warriors, if they hadn't found me in time, I might have died on the mountain, and then I stabbed Eric, and I was very sorry that the Medic was even more seriously injured.

Even if Eric doesn't say it, I have to say something, otherwise I'm sorry for the life I picked up, the world of mercenaries is not so complicated, it's friends who drink wine and eat meat, it's enemies who live and die, obviously, these guys like jungle warriors treat me as their own people, friends, and even brothers.

(End of chapter)

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