The speed of the sled is very fast, according to Su Hao's visual measurements, the average speed is about seventy kilometers per hour. Even so, the 22nd squad set out early in the morning and set up camp in a leeward hollow until dusk.

There are dead branches everywhere, and it takes a lot of effort to get enough firewood. There is a large protruding rock and a house made of huge logs. When he walked in with the other team members, Su Hao found that there were many cracks on the floor, and even dead grass stalks could be seen.

"This house has been in existence for a long time. We don't know exactly who built it. Maybe it's a mercenary who came here before we do, or a hunter wandering the wilderness. Usually very few people come here, and we only use it as a stopover for the time being. Mercenaries who go out from Konoha Town will basically spend the night here. As you can see, the wood here is very bad, in fact, the roof has been repaired several times, and the walls have been strengthened a lot. This place has no owner, but no one wants this house to collapse casually. People in the wild want to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain at night. Everyone will do their best to maintain it, and people in the future will use it. ”

Kenson, a middle-aged man, is the oldest member of the squad and the recognized captain. When he turned his back to Su Hao and said this, Reilly stood next to him and whispered.

Kenson is a veteran of Squad 22. Reilly, Ho Dong, and Vermore were all members who joined one after another. This is more or less how the status of mercenaries is recognized among themselves. Those who are qualified to be captains are either experienced or have strong fighting skills. No one wants a soft egg to be their leader, and even if he can't fight, at least he has a convincing capital in terms of experience.

Dinner was simple, the meat was boiled and it became broth, and the leftovers of the soup were reheated with enough water, and each sled dog was given a portion. They are satisfied, and when they have eaten their fill, they curl up in the corner of the hut to rest. Here, humans and dogs are always friends, and neither dislikes the other, and it feels warm to sleep in a hug.

The mercenaries drew lots to arrange the duty schedule, and He Dong Station was the first shift. He walked outside with an assault rifle, Reilly and Vermore yawned and got into their sleeping bags, but Kenson and Su Hao were not sleepy, and the two of them sat in front of the fire and chatted slowly.

"Look at you, you look like a nobleman. Hehe! Don't get me wrong, this isn't meant to disparage your claim. I have seen many handsome young men like you, who are either from good backgrounds or have graduated from higher education, and no one wants to find food in the wilderness like we do. ”

"Oh! In your opinion, is there a big difference between nobles and commoners? ”

"At least on the surface. There is a big difference between a mercenary and an aristocrat. We are dirty and smelly, and our clothes are only practical and never think about aesthetics and other things. The aristocracy is quite different. They love the beautiful armor that flows from the dark world, and although it has good protection, the nobles pay more attention to what they see, and often ignore the true purpose of the armor. ”

Su Hao took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, divided one of them, and asked with interest, "What about you?" Do you want to be a nobleman too? ”

Kenson took the cigarette, picked up a piece of charcoal from the fire, lit it, took a puff, and looked a little misty under the smoke: "Who doesn't want to live a quiet and peaceful life?" But what can be done? There are always rich and poor people in this world, and I don't know why there is always no money in my pocket, and this situation has been going on since my grandfather's generation. He was an alcoholic, and my father was an alcoholic. The tempers of the two people are surprisingly similar, and when they get drunk, they either beat women and children, or go outside to gamble with others. As a child, I was ignorant and didn't know what it meant for my mother to be sold. When I cried, my father always fed me a few sips of wine, drunk me, and threw me into bed to sleep by myself. That's how my addiction to alcohol was poured out. I was two or three years old. ”

"The first time I learned about the concept between nobles and commoners was when I was seven years old. I saw a beautiful little girl on the street, probably about the same age as me! It's clean, it's well dressed, its hair is curly, and it looks very good when you smile. Thanks to my drunken father, I have been wandering the slums, and although I don't eat much and am a little malnourished, my fists are hard and I can fight. Around there, no child is my opponent. It's funny to say, "power" is something that has been first conceptualized since childhood. The girl seemed to be some baroness, and I had never spoken to her, but had watched from afar through the crowd. At that time, she was always smiling at me and sticking out her tongue at me...... Do you believe in love? I don't know if this kind of thing really exists. But at that time, I really liked her. ”

The word "love" made Su Hao's heart tighten for no reason. Instinctively, he turned around and looked at Captain Kenson, who was sitting next to him.

This dark-skinned, middle-aged man has wrinkles on his face and looks older than his age. The finger joints holding the cigarette were thick and calloused, the lips were a little chapped, the hair was thin, and even the bald top was exposed. He stared at the flickering flames in fascination, his eyes filled with confusion and memories of bygone years.

"Children will always think better than adults. In other words, it's impulsive. ”

Kenson let out a large puff of smoke and said lightly, "There can't be anything between me and her." She smiled at me out of sheer politeness. I didn't know this until later, sneaking into her room at night, that I knew the truth. I never thought about the consequences and didn't sue anyone. She was already asleep, and suddenly she woke up and saw me standing in front of the bed, trying to scream, but I covered my mouth with my hand. It was a really strange feeling, and even I didn't know why, and suddenly I felt a desire to possess her completely. A seven-year-old child raped a little girl, and I'm afraid few people would believe it. And yet it did happen. She struggled desperately, and I covered her mouth tightly. In the end, she stopped moving, and I found out that she was dead after I had a good time. ”

Su Hao shuddered a little, and moved closer to the fire.

"It's scary, isn't it?"

Kenson's smile was very bleak: "I ran away, but I forgot that there is something in this world called a surveillance system." My father was captured, and the drunkard was caught before he could wake up and was beheaded by the nobles. The police searched the streets, and I hid in the sewers for days, escaping along the drain to another city. The rest of the story becomes simpler, there is a big difference in appearance between a seven-year-old and a seventeen-year-old, and I went back once, and people still remember it, but no one knows me. I was tempted to go to her grave and put a bouquet of flowers on it, but in the end nothing was done. ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Su Hao asked lightly: "Then, you became a mercenary?" ”

Kent has run out of cigarettes. He threw the cigarette butt into the fire, looked at the flames that suddenly burst up, and nodded calmly: "This is the only way out for me." Maybe you won't believe it, I once had the opportunity to leave Konoha Town and return to life in the inner realm of the empire, but I didn't accept it and gave up...... How to say it! Only here do I have a sense of atonement and a sense of liberation. ”

Su Hao didn't know how to evaluate Kent's past. Perhaps, only in this lonely and cold environment, he will occasionally confide in his heart. When it comes to the "past", I'm afraid no one is cleaner than the other. Even Su Hao himself had too much blood on his hands.

Kent added a few pieces of wood to the fire, and the flame became more vigorous, but the temperature did not rise much. Perhaps because the light was too strong, Su Hao suddenly found that the sled dog in the opposite corner of the house opened his eyes, raised his head, and kept looking in the direction of the door.

"Dadada-da--"

Outside the house, piercing gunshots rang out at the same time, and He Dong shouted hoarsely.

"They're coming, werewolves! All come out to help, all ****** come out! ”

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, Su Hao grabbed his weapon and rushed out quickly. Reilly and Vimore got out of their sleeping bags at about the same time and picked up the rifles placed next to them, Kent reacted faster than them, and as he rushed out of the cabin, he had already aimed at a frantically approaching black shadow in the snow in the distance, and pulled the trigger hard.

The moment he rushed out of the house, Su Hao felt a large cloud of cold air rushing towards his face, and the whole person suddenly woke up, and his mind became clear.

Boundless darkness shrouded the wilderness, and the fire in the cabin was the only source of light. Despite this, Su Hao still relied on the tentacles of his thinking consciousness to "see" more than a dozen shadows running towards this direction on the vast snowfield.

It was a terrible monster with a wolf's head and a human body. Thinking consciousness wrapped their whole bodies like a membrane, Su Hao "saw" the werewolves' sharp fangs, tall and strong bodies, their body covered with thick hair, enough to withstand the cold, leg muscles are particularly developed, they can jump long distances, and their running speed far exceeds that of humans. These ferocious and brutal dark creatures are good at concealing their aura, and they start attacking from outside the range of Su Hao's mind search. If he hadn't listened too intently to Kent's stories, Su Hao would have discovered them earlier than He Dong.

The sound of a storm of gunfire could be heard far away in the dark night sky. He Dong had already replaced the second magazine, leaning on the rocks outside the wooden house, and shooting at the approaching werewolves. The muzzle of the gun spat out a dazzling tongue of fire, and the bullet hit the body of the werewolf head-on, and it was knocked upside down on the spot, blood spilled sideways, and a reluctant howl came out of its mouth, and the night sky quickly filled the air with a strong smell of gunsmoke.

Su Hao did not delay for a second, and quickly completed the whole process from aiming to shooting. Kent's shot hit rate was almost equal to zero in the dark of night, and he immediately discovered his shortcomings, and while giving the command to allow Reilly and Vimore to occupy the favorable terrain, he grabbed his backpack, quickly took out the projectile, stuffed a burning rod into the thick nozzle, and pulled the trigger with his left hand, and then pulled the trigger with his right hand, drawing a striking pale red mark under the dark night sky.

This is one of the experiences of familiarizing yourself with field operations. Without the assistance of a guided light source, there is no long-range fire suppression, and even close-range shooting is difficult. The Burning Stick can last for a long time in the snow, and although the area covered by light is not large, it is better than not seeing nothing.

At the moment when the incendiary stick landed, the sniper rifle in Su Hao's hand also erupted into a violent roar. Reilly and Vimore instinctively looked in the direction of the shot, and a hideous-looking werewolf collapsed in response, and the part above the shoulder exploded, exploding a brilliant flower of flesh and blood.

"That's right, I knew I wouldn't be wrong."

Reilly lay down behind the rocks and shot at the spot where the second incendiary stick fell, his mouth constantly exacting and cursed: "Su Hao is the sniper we need the most, you can fight as much as you want, and I will help you make a full box of bullets when I go back." Kill these filthy dark mongrels, and Lao Tzu will give them a taste of the consequences of the sneak attack. Come on! My dogs are already hungry and they will really enjoy having fresh wolf meat for a late-night snack! ”

The werewolf approached faster than expected. They quickly discovered Su Hao's advantage in range, and quickly dispersed in the snow, using rocks and trees as cover. About three minutes later, Su Hao had just shot the ninth werewolf, and they had already rushed into the mercenary's firing position.

He Dong's outpost is surrounded by several rocks. A werewolf took advantage of his change of magazine and roared and rushed over, its huge claws slapping down head-on. He Dong didn't have time to finish the action of raising the gun to shoot, so he simply picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it towards the head of the werewolf who was close at hand. Under the impact, the werewolf's forehead immediately opened its flesh and blood, but He Dong's left shoulder was torn off a large piece of flesh, revealing Sensen's white bones.

The severe pain made him let out a scream that was not like a human voice, Su Hao didn't have time to think about it, he let go of the target that had just been included in the scope, turned around and shot quickly at the werewolf who was about to bite He Dong. With the explosion of "Peng", the werewolf's entire upper body was blown up, and the hideous and ferocious wolf's head tilted to the side, and it fell weakly.

There are also five dark creatures.

At this distance, sniper rifles are already difficult to apply. Su Hao threw down the gun, pulled out the hunting knife behind his back with his backhand, and pounced towards the nearest werewolf. The sharp blades were unusually glaring in the snow and firelight, splitting the werewolf's head in half at an unusually rapid speed. The terrifying face twisted together in pain, its claws already raised, but it didn't have the strength to fall according to the predetermined trajectory, so it could only fall abruptly, following the body that had lost control and fell heavily on the snow, convulsing continuously.

The two werewolves pounced on Kenson at the same time, and he raised his gun and shot over, only to be hit head-on in the chest by the other. The force was unusually powerful, as if it was a metal shredder crushing in between. Kenson heard a crisp crack of bone crack in his chest, and the force of the impact pushed him hard into the woods. Kenson felt completely numb, but heard a painful scream coming from his own mouth, and saw the werewolf open its large, fanged mouth and bite down on his neck.

There was no feeling of teeth piercing the skin, Su Hao was like a crossbow arrow off the string, heading straight towards this side. He reached out in the air and grabbed the mane of the werewolf's back and pulled it away from Kenson, and when the wild white light of the hunting knife flashed in front of him, Kenson saw the werewolf's entire skull sliced away. The giant, terrible creature suddenly had its eyes straight, its two paws clung to its brain-splashing head, and it staggered back and forth in the snow, its mouth letting out a terrifying howl. It took nearly half a minute before he finally lost his balance and tripped over a rock jutting out of the ground, unable to get up again.

……

The peace in the cabin was completely shattered.

He Dong and Kenson were moved in and placed in the warmest location near the fire. Despite this, they still felt cold, their bodies twitching all the time, and their teeth were pounding.

Vimore vigorously tore open a first-aid kit and wrapped the wound on He Dong's shoulder firmly with a bandage. Next to him, Reilly did the same for Kenson. To relieve the pain, each person was given another shot of painkillers. However, the situation did not relieve, especially Kenson, who was coughing incessantly, and a lot of mucus and blood gushing out of his mouth, mixed with broken internal organs and pieces of meat.

"His whole chest was shattered."

Vermore's face was gloomy, and he looked at the pale Kenson worriedly: "It should be a broken rib inserted into the lung, we can only do a simple bandage, to deal with such a wound, we must perform a thoracotomy operation." Only a return to the town can save his life. ”

Reilly wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, and He Dong's blood was wiped away with this action. Lai snorted and gasped, his voice full of pain: "It will take at least a day to walk from here to Konoha Town, and Kenson can't hold on that long." I've seen this kind of injury, both Ralvin and Jiang Chen died like this. They didn't even hold out for two hours. The sleigh was so bumpy that bone fragments would go into the heart, and he would only die faster. ”

Vimore, who was about Kenson's age, did not answer, his expression hesitant and sad. There was blood oozing from Kenson's chest, and Vimore trembled and kept plugging it with cotton, which was quickly soaked. Kenson's consciousness had become blurred and he kept muttering cold, and Vimore took off his coat and draped it over him.

That's all he can do. Reilly was telling the truth. Rather than stumble on the road and make Kenson suffer more, it is better to let him stay here and gradually lose consciousness.

At least, there is a fire here, and it's warm. For someone who is about to die, there is nothing more extravagant.

Su Hao's eyes kept on Reilly and Vimore.

The feelings between the mercenaries are very sincere, and there is no element of falsification.

"Maybe, I can save him!"