Twenty military trucks formed a long line, rampage through Alaska's southbound highway with the roar of the throttle. Boxes of rifle and machine gun bullets were lined up in the carriages, and various types of mortar shells and defensive grenades had been packed into other carriages.

A large amount of weapons, equipment, and daily necessities have been loaded into these 20 ten-wheeled military trucks and quickly transported to their destinations. Sixty troops were huddled in four military trucks, staggering and cursing the driver's driving skills, while straining their woolen blankets tightly, snuggling up to each other and eager to see Juno as soon as possible.

Even Liszt, who was sitting in the co-pilot, squinted slightly and looked ahead, falling into a kind of thinking that wanted to fall asleep. The air conditioning on the Humvee armed off-road vehicle is still quite effective, the warm air conditioning blows out as if it is a hot summer day, if it weren't for Cassius this guy who opens the window from time to time, it is estimated that he would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

"Hey, Cassius, aren't you feeling sleepy?"

Slowly raising his hand, Liszt looked at the time on his watch with low eyebrows, and estimated the distance of Juno City in his heart, which was about less than half an hour away. The howling cold wind appeared next to his sideburns, and a chill also made his drowsy mind refresh, Liszt turned his head to look at Cassius's excited smile, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "A rich family like you, haven't you ever been to Alaska before?" ”

From the veteran training camp, the identity of this Cassius as a rich kid has been revealed. Although they all eat the same food and live in the same dormitory, the picky cleanliness and the tone that likes to make fun of people can show that this guy used to have a superior life. In fact, Cassius has never denied that he is a wealthy class.

"Oh, and to be honest, Alaska, it's my first time."

Shrugging slightly, Cassius unceremoniously took out a box of xylitol from the pocket of the god stick next to him, threw two into his mouth, and handed it to Liszt and the god stick and the driver at the same time, chewing the sweet taste, and shook his head helplessly: "Our family management is very strict, if it weren't for the war, I guess I would still be learning etiquette." ”

But as Cassius spoke, he touched his chin and tilted his head to look at the stern stick next to him. Although they had only known each other for less than a month, they had already learned about this guy's devout beliefs, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and say, "Did God also teach you how to kill people with the M16 rifle in your hand?" ”

"That's how you Mormons have misinterpreted the glory of God."

The young man nicknamed the Divine Stick frowned slightly, and he was also a little dissatisfied with Cassius's presumptuous language. He looked at Cassius very seriously, drew a cross on his forehead and chest with one hand, and said with a very solemn face: "I am also a military priest, holding the scriptures to prevent you from being tempted by the devil because of the war, and holding the M16 rifle to prevent you from being taken away by the devil." ”

Cassius didn't expect the god stick to say such a beautiful sentence, and suddenly opened his deft mouth, and he couldn't think of anything to refute for a while. And his appearance was also seen by the driver in the rear mirror, and he immediately gloated and laughed: "Cassius, if you are lured to hell by the devil, I think those thick guys will definitely like your little daisy that has not been developed!" ”

"As the second in line to the Black Hall family, there are not many people who dare to do this!"

Chewing vigorously on the xylitol gum in his mouth, Cassius raised his head slightly, and his full head of blonde hair and handsome face fully explained the superiority of his bloodline. And the so-called pedigree is also some of the advantages that Cassius once mentioned from time to time, of course, after being knocked over by a punch while provoking Liszt, he never mentioned this topic again.

"But what makes me curious, where are you Blackhall family?"

The driver, Garcia, is also a veteran, and he also participated in the Mexican War, drove an M60 main battle tank, and also set a record for destroying two permanent Mexican bunkers. Of course, they were already familiar with each other in that training camp, and they also chewed xylitol gum vigorously, and asked Cassius with some curiosity: "Rich guys like you, why don't you enjoy life, how did you come here to go to the front with us?" ”

His question was obviously to the point, and the godstick, who had already finished praying sincerely, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Cassius. And there was also a certain curiosity in the eyes of the two of them, which made Cassius reach out and loosen his bow tie a little awkwardly, and frowned impatiently: "Our family is on an island, but don't treat me as an existence different from you, why can't I come to the front line?" ”

"Maybe it's because you're bored and you're looking for excitement?"

Garcia's eyebrows were raised, looking at Cassius's handsome face and extremely heroic blonde hair, subconsciously looking in the rearview mirror at his twenties, looking like a face in his thirties, he couldn't help but lament: "If I had the best red wine and beautiful women, I wouldn't have come to the front." ”

"But you didn't, Garcia." The god stick beside him seemed to be very disdainful of their worship of the rich life, frowned and looked at Garcia's expression of enjoyment in the rearview mirror, couldn't help but turn his head slightly, and gestured to Liszt: "Look at Major Liszt, if you can kill that group of Mexican guerrillas, you are much better than you guys who only know how to eat, drink and have fun." ”

"The name of the Butcher of Heaven is not something that anyone can create."

However, the words of the god stick made Cassius and Garcia's presumptuous expressions slightly restrained, especially Garcia, who had participated in the Mexican War, drove forward, and also couldn't help but turn his head to look at Liszt, who was sitting quietly in the co-pilot next to him, looking at the front of him. Licking his tongue slightly, his tone was also a little respectful: "Major Liszt's reputation is even now spread in the US federal army!" ”

"That's right, although public opinion is a little negative, but in the family of Wanghai Cliff, we are full of affirmation and admiration for Major Liszt's methods at the most critical moment."

Cassius also nodded, and his tone was already less presumptuous and ridiculous. Although they can sometimes joke in front of Liszt or brag to each other, they are quite serious on this topic. Especially when they learned that the legendary Liszt was the Liszt in front of them, they never joked with each other on this topic, because as soldiers, they needed this kind of leadership ability of their superiors.

"These are just false names, who doesn't want to live?"

Liszt shook his head indifferently, it was just a desire to live, especially if he wanted to live, then he needed those Mexicans to die. War has no right or wrong, and there is no right or wrong to live, and Liszt believed that he was just following the right path under the specific circumstances of the time.

But his brow furrowed slightly, and he glanced at Cassius in the rear mirror. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little familiar feeling at a noun that came out of Cassius's mouth. Bowing his head slightly, he thought about the memory in his mind, he could tell that it seemed to be a word related to his previous life, and he chewed on that word carefully, but he couldn't think of any specific information: "Looking at the sea cliff?" ”

However, Liszt's memories did not last long, because the outline of the city that had appeared in front of him also turned his attention to the road in front of him. As the convoy slowed down, the mottled sign next to it also showed that the front belonged to the military administration zone. A few hundred meters from the road, a sentry post made of sandbags and cement blocks was standing, and two American GIs with rifles came out when their convoy arrived.