Early the next morning, Wang Hu woke up all the team members as usual, and then led them for a morning run around the camp. 『』

Iron Slag got dressed and tied his shoes, and was about to go out for a few laps when Jusang came. Then, after two hours of deliberation, they decided on the amount of food and transporters. During this period, Jusang took out his notebook and recorded the requirements of the iron slag in detail. Then, he said that the food and cooking utensils could be delivered tonight, but as for the transportation personnel, they would need to wait for Ju Amu to come back tomorrow before they began to gather. He explained that Ju Amu knew a lot of his peers in the town and knew which people were good and which were not.

Iron Slag nodded and agreed to Jusang's plan. After chatting about business, the latter got up and took his leave. As soon as Jusang left on the front foot, Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe came on the back foot. After entering the tent, they reported the latest situation to the iron slag.

Just now, they ran to General Richie's office, and Pear Blossom cried in the rain. General Li Qi promised them that they would handle the matter impartially and severely punish the students who picked quarrels and provoked trouble. After they learned from side to side, the group of people who were beaten by iron slag yesterday afternoon came from the Northern Military Academy. Their team is the "Black Knights of the North", and the leader of the regiment is called "Macro", and his family is doing business in the northern part of the western continent and belongs to a traditional family of small merchants. At present, Macro's injuries are relatively minor, with only a few abrasions and contusions, and the nine members of his team are all not lightly injured, either with broken hands or feet, and are currently lying in the hospital in Dark Town for bone surgery.

After hearing the situation, Iron Slag stood up and twisted his neck, saying that McCro's strength was not bad, and he was punched with all his strength, but he was only slightly injured. He looked a little unwilling, with deep regret in his tone, and he had the intention of making up for three punches and two kicks again. The two girls looked at his reaction, and hurriedly wrapped up left and right, one by one, with a sweet "Captain~", and softly persuaded him not to cause trouble again.

Maybe it's because I've been suffocated in the academy for too long, and the anger of the iron slag is getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, the depths of his heart were restless, filled with a thirst for blood and violence. This desire comes from the instincts of the worms. They are like insects, and the rules of survival are nothing more than hunting, eating, and mating. In the face of such instincts, he must always remind himself not to fall into the abyss of desire. He either tried to suppress it, or he found the right way to release it......

At noon, the porcupine received the 120 credits allocated by Qin Keer, and then took the match and Tuoba San to the temporary tarmac and waited for the passing aircraft. Subsequently, they will fly to Tieshan Town in the Northern Wilderness Continent at the Central Yincheng Military Academy to carry out assassination missions.

Shortly after the porcupine and the others left, a herald came to the tent and told the iron slag to go to General Rich's office to discuss the matter. Moments later, Iron Slag led the two girls to the command office in the rest center.

General Richie stood up with a smile, pulled the iron slag aside, and squeezed his eyebrows to suggest that he talk alone. He frowned, and although he didn't know what the general meant, he still asked the two girls to wait outside.

As they left the office, General Richie closed the door, smiled, turned on the computer on his desk, and played a short video. This video is from the monitor of the "Snow Millie" bar, and it is the footage of Iron Slag and the students fighting.

After watching the video, Iron Slag crossed his hands over his chest and put on a disapproving look. Seeing this, General Li Qi's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Classmate Sachio, are you too ruthless?" They have all lost the ability to resist, and you still go up and break their bones, no matter what, they are all your classmates, is it a bit too much for you to do this? ”

Iron Slag grinned, saying that he was also drunk at the time, and he didn't know how to do it. Then he paused, and then analyzed, judging from the content of the video, it was obvious that the other party molested Qin Ke'er first, and he had no choice but to stop it. He repeatedly emphasized that he was the victim, the passive party.

Hearing this, General Li Qi snorted coldly, saying that the reasoning was on his side, but he shot too hard, and it was reasonable. Iron Slag spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said what should I do then? Seeing that he had taken a step back, General Li Qi said, "I can help you suppress this matter, but you must promise not to make similar mistakes in the future." ”

Iron Slag frowned, saying that he would not take the initiative to cause trouble, but if others came to provoke him, he would still give a fierce counterattack, no matter who the other party was or who it was.

Seeing this, General Richie sighed helplessly, and then hinted at the iron slag in a serious tone. A few days ago, the piano assistant of the student union greeted him and asked him to "take special care of classmates". To that end, he will do his best to help the iron slag, but he hopes that the iron slag will not cause too much trouble. After all, this is the territory of the Academy Alliance, and the influence of the piano assistant is limited.

Iron Slag nodded and said he understood. Then, General Richie changed his tone and said that there was an "urgent mission" recently, and he hoped that the iron slag could help deal with it. With that, he handed a document to Iron Slag. The latter took it and looked at it, and it read:

[Task Type: Emergency]

[Reward: 220 credits]

[Mission Briefing: The satellite communication node, located 135 km southeast of the Dark Night Lighthouse, is out of touch; At present, satellite communication equipment is no longer available within 30 km of the node; Please escort two maintenance personnel to the node and cooperate with them to restore satellite communications.]

"Urgent missions will increase the rewards according to the actual situation." General Richie added. Iron Slag thought about it for a while, then nodded in agreement. He clearly knew that the reason why General Richie asked him to accept this mission was to send him out as much as possible, so that he would not stay in the base and cause trouble.

Back at the camp, Iron Slag informed Wang Hu of the status of the mission, telling him to prepare as soon as possible, and when Jusang found all the transport workers, they immediately drove into the dark jungle.

Three days later......

Ju Sang came to the camp with Ju Amu and fifteen transport workers.

"Brother Tie......" When he saw the iron slag, Ju Amu shouted shyly. Looking at the young man from Muna, Iron Slag stepped forward and shook his hand. And Ju Amu seemed to be a little flattered, and stammered: "Tie ...... Brother Tie, ...... in the future In the future, Amu will mess with you...... Mixed. ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded, and then asked him to lead the transporters to load the supplies.

Three hours later, everyone was ready. Leaving Bai Xiaoyun and Qin Ke'er to guard the camp tent, Iron Slag led the team into the dark jungle and headed towards the location indicated in the mission.

At present, there are 35 people in the team, including three mecha pilots including Lian Mu Qianhe, 13 marines including Lian Wang Hu, 16 transport personnel including Lian Ju Amu, and two communication maintenance personnel. Carrying supplies and mecha were eight woodland vehicles produced by the Great Wall Company. The car has six large wheels and is adapted to the muddy terrain of the jungle.

After leaving the 10km radius of the Night Lighthouse, the vegetation in the jungle became more and more dense, and the speed of the team's progress became extremely slow. There are no roads in the depths of the dark jungle, so you can only move forward by cutting down bushes by hand and clearing the way.

In the evening, it suddenly began to rain in the sky, the ground became muddy, and the speed of the procession slowed down again. Seeing that it was approaching dark, Iron Slag ordered the team to stop their advance, fix their position, and wait until dawn the next day.

After a few moments, the crowd cleared a clearing and set up marching tents under the evergreen broad-leaved forest. It was still raining, and everyone's clothes were wet. The tarpaulin uniform was sticking to the skin, wet and cold, making people feel particularly uncomfortable. The crowd hid in tents in twos and threes, and baked clothes around small kerosene lamps.

Before dark, Ju Amu and two transport workers braved the rain to send the dinner down. According to Wang Hu's arrangement, tonight's dinner is a box of self-heating canned meat and two compressed biscuits.

At this time, Iron Slag sat alone in the tent, and made a fire with a small kerosene lamp. Ju Amu sent two cans of canned meat, but Iron Slag refused, saying that one can would do, and he ate compressed biscuits like everyone else. Ju Amu said that it was arranged by Wang Hu, and if he wanted to replace the canned meat with compressed biscuits, he would have to make another trip. Iron Slag had to reluctantly agree, and told him that from now on, his meals would be the same as everyone else, and he should not be special. Ju Amu said hello and left.

After eating the first canned meat, a corner of his tent was lifted, and a shadow crept in.

"Boss~Let's have dinner together~" Mu Qianhe squeezed around the iron slag and took out two cans of meat and said. Seeing her special treatment, Tie Slag couldn't help but scratch his hair and secretly sighed that Wang Hu was thoughtful. But this is not good, Lena once taught him that during the battle, the commander should share the weal and woe with the soldiers, and there should be no special treatment, otherwise it will affect morale. Especially in the harsh environment, the commander must eat and live with the soldiers, so as to unite people's hearts.

Therefore, he finished eating the first canned meat and did not eat it again. He was going to stay and wait for tomorrow to return. He is a traditional evolutionary who can stay in good shape even if he does not eat for a few days. Of course, he must be replenished later, otherwise he will be weaker than the average person.

"I've eaten it." Iron Slag said to Mu Qianhe. The latter replied "yes", then opened the seal and heated two boxes of canned meat at the same time. After a while, the aluminum lid on the can bounced off automatically. Suddenly, the enticing smell of meat permeated the small tent.

The iron slag is actually not full, and I only feel hungry when I smell the meat......

However, as the head of the regiment, he must be principled. So, he watched Mu Qianhe finish eating two boxes of canned meat.

"Huh~" Mu Qianhe found that there was still a box of unopened canned meat next to the iron slag, and asked with a big grin, "Why is there still a box, doesn't the boss eat it?" ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded.

"Then I'll eat~" Without waiting for the iron slag to answer, Mu Qianhe directly picked up the can and tore open the seal, put it aside and waited for it to be heated.

"I didn't find out before that canned meat was so delicious." She sighed.

After a few moments, Iron Slag silently watched as she finished her third canned meat......

"It's so full~" Mu Qianhe touched his slightly bulging lower abdomen and said lazily.