In the next half month, the outpost was calm, there were only two or three skirmishes, and more than a hundred aborigines were evenly matched with the Lion's Tooth Camp in terms of numbers, but after contact, they were only crushed, and they were torn apart by the oncoming rain of bullets as soon as they passed through the cat's jungle, and no one in the Lion's Tooth Camp was even damaged.

At the same time, since supplies were not yet in place, Austin was in no hurry to expand. The aborigines of this area seem to have been killed, and the ten-man scout team sent out in turn can't even find any trace of each other.

It was supposed to be a good time to move forward, but since the supplies were not sufficient, Austin was happy to relax.

The establishment of new outposts is a meritorious service for each division, but the rewards for delegating to the battalions are pitiful, and they are not even as profitable as the corpses of a few intact green-skinned dwarfs, and at most they will supply a large number of munitions and tents, but these are not urgently needed for the lion's tooth battalion, and their treatment is already much more generous than that of ordinary battalions, after all, sharp knives need more maintenance.

There were two other ordinary battalions near Camp 3, and after Austin's greeting, they seized the time to expand forward, and sure enough, after a few fierce battles that had lost nearly a third, they managed to build a new outpost, and the harassment was much less annoying than before.

Inheriting Austin's favor, he naturally sent a lot of materials as a thank you gift, and Austin unceremoniously accepted all the orders.

The standard for the establishment of the new outpost is based on the outermost depth, and when the supply arrives at the Lion's Tooth Battalion, it can be safely advanced, rather than fighting the battle exploits that have been deducted layer by layer, it is better to recuperate, and the ferocity of the battle does not mean that it does not care about the gains and losses. Everyone is a living person raised by their mother's father, and it is fate to be able to get together, and Austin does not want to risk the lives of his comrades.

The new trio quickly integrated into the group. Francis was calm and sophisticated, and his half-life military career gave him a little more experience and wisdom in life, coupled with the temper of a little old man, which made him praised by most people in the Lion's Tooth Camp, while Duzzie, on the contrary, after becoming familiar with the process of the interrogation office, entered the ten-man law enforcement team, and the cool character hidden under the sleek appearance was fully revealed, and the fear and disgust of his comrades made him even more happy.

And Boone ...... In Austin's eyes, he was indeed a character, and after a short blow, he quickly accepted the reality, and took the initiative to take on the duties of Austin's adjutant, taking care of affairs in an orderly manner, but his numb eyes occasionally showed bitter hatred, and then he passed it strictly, which made Austin feel like a sharp edge.

However, Austin was happy with the situation, a cold blade was safer than a brightly glamorous mushroom.

Everything was on track, the Lion's Tooth Battalion was running in an orderly manner like a rough machine, boring and boring, Austin decided to go to the No. 3 Acropolis, that is, the headquarters of the division to which he belonged, on the one hand, to inquire about the news of the distribution of supplies, the semi-annual delivery was nearly a month late, which made Austin feel a little unusual, and on the other hand, he also dealt with some personal matters.

After much hesitation, Austin brought the three Francis with him on the pretext of "leading them to familiarize themselves with the environment", and Cocos remained at the outpost, accompanied by another lieutenant commander and one of his lieutenants, both dressed in black hooded cloaks and cloth bast shoes, and occasionally flipped through the holy scriptures in their hands, and turned out to be two priest-like figures.

Cocos was also happy to do the same, and in his words, maybe the people were on their way to the Acropolis to be reinforced, and someone needed to check it, and it was better to lie in the tent and watch the soldiers work and train than to run around.

Bumpy ride.

Although the acropolis was built between the various stations and the Acropolis, the farthest outpost was mostly connected by a bulldozed dirt road to the logistics station behind, and the hard rock pierced the soil to reveal hideous edges and corners, and some of the fast-growing vines covered the road again, making the journey a bit bumpy.

Deputy Commander Marin sat firmly in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with both hands to slow down, constantly fine-tuning, trying to reduce the burden of the road conditions, but it was clear that there had been a brief battle not long ago, and the blood stains and bullets were scattered in the middle of the dirt road before they could be cleared, and the surrounding patrols scanned the surrounding jungle with a vigilant eye.

His lieutenant sat in the co-pilot's seat, and the captain drove a car that seemed unbelievable, but they were used to acne - Marin liked the feeling of driving, and seemed to operate a large toy to complete his instructions, which was a little fetish of his.

The adjutant was not idle, opening the window and asking the soldiers around him about the situation.

In the carriage were Austin, Francis and Duzzy both looked a little cramped, with a little cold sweat on their foreheads, their eyes wandering between Austin and half space, as if there was an invisible ghost on their backs caressing the back of their necks.

Boone sat next to Austin, his face sickly pale, originally a very popular complexion among the aristocracy, but after the severed arm, his face had a thick layer of haze, and he looked like a pale monster that had chosen to devour people, ruining his handsome countenance.