Chapter Eighty-Nine: Handover

"What's going on, I want to hear your reasoning."

Russell called the two aside and greeted them separately, nothing more than avoiding the others to ask them alone.

As a leader, it's no coincidence.

Knowing that his subordinates would make some low-level mistakes, he still wanted to ask the reason first, and then decide whether to forgive them.

The three stepped aside.

Russell waited quietly for a while, and finally spoke impatiently, "Tell me, what's the situation." ”

Yasuo shook his head, "It's none of our business, it's actually caused by them drinking and smoking while they were standing guard, and we were always keeping an eye on our surroundings, and I was using my senses to sense the air flow and movement within a hundred meters. ”

Russell glanced at Yasuo, a little curious, he made things so clear so quickly, and then turned his head to look at Yannis, whose eyes were a little red, and said, "Is that the case?" ”

"Yes, yes, I hope the boss will be clear, that's the way it is, it's their violation first." Yannis was impatient to exonerate herself.

Russell was stunned, and soon, that irresistible look disappeared, he nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, I will solve this matter, but please remember, you can't make such a stupid mistake when standing guard, you are not joking with your own life, everyone's life is in your hands, understand?" ”

"Yes, yes, I know it's wrong, and I promise not to do it again next time." Yannis nodded in apology.

Russell saw him apologize, and even though he began to think about whether to punish him or not to make an example, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it, and he didn't mean to make such a mistake.

"Okay, don't play with your computer next time you stand guard, you know, I don't care what you can do with him in the future, but you don't know what kind of place this is, if you die here, then what fate and ideals will be lost."

"Yes, I know that's wrong." Yannis never looked up, and willingly accepted the apology.

Seeing that the spirit of the two seemed to be a little ungood, Russell hurriedly took a deep breath and patted the shoulders of the two of them indifferently: "Forget it, let's go, go back and rest." ”

"Hmm."

The two stood still and bowed slightly, then turned to leave.

Russell returned to his original place and found that the old blacks of the death squad camp were not just as serious as smoking and drinking.

Although hunters sometimes take two puffs of tobacco and alcohol, which are daily necessities, this kind of thing can damage the health of the body.

Especially in this kind of place full of threats and often passing by death, drinking is not a mistake, and killing people is also a trivial matter.

Because of the responsibility they bear, they will not allow this time to fail again.

Their lives and deaths are really not under Russell's jurisdiction, and it is impossible to partner with these people even if they carry out other missions in the future.

Maybe a few years later, when you return to the original realm, you can see that these familiar comrades-in-arms have all died honorably on the way to a certain mission, which is also a possible thing.

However, if this mission is to be completed, even if there are powerful hunters here, the parallel goods of the death squad camp will never be allowed to behave like this.

Smoking can be ignored, drinking and playing cards, but neither of them requires a lot of energy.

Scattered concentrations simply do not have the means to anticipate the crises lurking around them.

Although the old blacks of the death squad are not afraid of death, every human life disappears in front of his eyes, and Russell's heart seems to be about to drip blood.

"Frey, can you take a good look around and raise your senses to the limit and envelop the range of nearly five hundred meters as much as possible?" Russell asked softly as he walked over to Frey's side.

"Well, I guess that's enough." Frey shook his head, slightly embarrassed, "The current limit of my senses is two hundred meters, and the range beyond two hundred meters can only be defined as a vague range, although it is two hundred meters, in fact, only the range of 170 meters can be regarded as something I can control, and the remaining 30 meters is barely controllable, but this is the limit." ”

"Hey, that's all there is to it, so let's do it." Russell scratched his head in embarrassment.

Only then did he realize that he had made a serious mistake, and he should not have called the weaker to come out and stand guard with him.

The weak ability does not mean that Frey's strength is the weakest, but that the current sensory ability is not very strong.

It's no wonder that he hasn't been a hunter for a long time, but it's this coincidence that he just became a hunter and encountered a task that has been difficult to encounter for twenty years.

I really didn't expect it, but when it comes to the strengthening of sensory ability, I am not in a hurry, and I need to accumulate perception over time, so that I can continue to improve my sensory ability.

Even a hunter with a poor level can freely shrink his senses and expand to a range of three hundred meters.

500 meters is too difficult for him, and he is still a new hunter.

Russell, however, miscalculated, only because Frey had performed well on the first few occasions and helped them through many difficulties.

It was already thought that he was capable enough, but now it seems that he still has a long way to go.

After all, a newcomer is still a newcomer, and perception is related to the length of time.

But ordinary people can't do that, if there is a human child who starts exercising his senses from an early age.

I believe that when I grow up, I will be able to look down on most of the good players, and my sensory abilities will be better than blue at a glance.

However, if you are willing to believe that you can exercise this part of the population since childhood, you probably don't know that children are in a period of mental inability to concentrate when they are young, and this is not a child's business.

It's just that children can't have too much concentration and desire to deal with one thing.

Even the most basic learning is not able to do it well without distractions, and the more difficult sensory training can only be the whims of adults who tell the story.

"A hundred meters is too close, the most controllable range is two hundred meters, can you guarantee that this neighborhood is within your observation range?" Russell whispered again.

"Yes." Frey didn't look too carefully.

"What I'm asking is if it's okay, you can also say it to me directly, it's okay." Russell's tone was a little heavier.

"Okay." Frey knew what Russell was thinking now, and most likely he would replace him as soon as he said no.

But now that he's joined this mission, how can he let others look down on him.

To be honest, his current strength has been recognized by everyone, and with his ability, even if a person is attacked again by that dangerous brokeback flame centipede, he has a way to survive it, but the rest of the team can't do this.

Although Russell was casual on the surface, he was afraid that Frey would say nothing.

As a result, the whole team is passive, but everyone knows it.