The first rays of the morning sun shine through the gaps in the tent and form a straight spot on the moisture-proof felt.

A flock of green-feathered woodbirds flew out of the woods, and from a distance it looked like a small sandstorm, and according to Surdak, the meat was tender and salt-pickled, coated in a layer of flour and thrown into a pan of oil, which could be fried crispy and crispy.

It's a hassle to catch, and it takes a lot of patience to handle these ingredients.

Ulysses, draped in a thick tarpaulin raincoat and covered in dew, yawned and sat on a wagon, with a spear in his arms.

The emerald green grass leaves are covered with crystal droplets.

After knowing that He Boqiang also had good cooking skills, the boss Larkin asked him to take charge of breakfast.

There was still half a roast rabbit meat left last night, and He Boqiang planned to cook it into a pot of porridge mixed with cereal.

The diet of the Grimm Empire is very monotonous, cereal, baked wheat cakes, barbecue and a series of broths, anyway, everything can be boiled into soup, everything can be added to the soup pot, more like a pot of stew, but usually eaten in the morning is relatively simple, sometimes cereal porridge, sometimes simply a piece of wheat cake.

Since the last loss, Ulysses has become very honest, and when he saw He Boqiang climb out of the tent, he carried a wooden bucket to the river to fetch water.

The small river at the foot of the forest farm is not far from the camp, but the road is not easy to walk, especially in the morning the grass is full of dew, and walking through the grass will make people's trouser legs become wet, and wrapping around the legs will make people feel very uncomfortable.

The pot stove was placed outside the tent, He Boqiang took out some of the carbon ash in the cold stove, took out a blowpipe from the side, and blew a few times on the embers in the carbon ash.

Of course, if there is no spark in the stove, it doesn't matter, Larkin still has flint in his hand, and it is also convenient to start a fire.

"Hey, little Duck, it's morning!" Captain Sam walked from the camp with all the members of the second team and greeted He Boqiang from a distance.

He Boqiang stood up, he kept trying to speak, but unfortunately he didn't grasp the essentials of speaking until now.

After Captain Sam approached, he patted He Boqiang on the shoulder and asked, "How are you doing with the Larkin Caravan?" ”

He Boqiang nodded vigorously, indicating that everything was fine on the caravan's side.

Captain Sam smiled and said to He Boqiang: "It seems that Surdak has found you a good job." ”

Surdak walked up from behind and said to He Boqiang: "Today is our squad on duty, we went to the valley on the west side of the forest farm to conduct a routine inspection of the mountain road, recently the natives of Handanar County are not very peaceful, always trying to set up roadblocks on that road, which has affected the transportation of materials by our logistics department, our side and the brother regiment have carried out several joint encirclement and suppression, but unfortunately those natives always rely on the familiarity of the terrain here, hide in the forest in advance, and wait for the infantry regiment to withdraw, and they also come out, like kraft candy, Annoying. ”

"In the end, there was no way, the infantry regiment could only arrange for us to take turns patrolling the forest road." Surdak said helplessly. "This bunch of guys...... Don't wait for me, I have to go......"

"I hope I'll have a little better luck on this mission......" Surdak quickly chased after the second squad with a standard saber and a square shield on his waist, wearing chain mail.

……

The 'good luck' in Surdak's mouth refers to the fact that the team goes into the dense forest around the forest farm to carry out tasks, and can meet some rare game in the forest.

Heading west from this wooded area, it won't take long to enter the Gandaur Mountains, where there is a vast forest and the territory of the Demonic Beasts, a treacherous place that even the Demon Legion does not want to set foot in, and the woodlands are often infested with large beasts.

Last time, a squad under the third brigade of the 57th regiment hunted a male wild boar in the forest, and the fangs alone were more than one meter long, and almost all the soldiers of the third brigade ate wild boar.

The area where the 57th Regiment is stationed is located in a remote area, close to the Warcraft Forest, and there are very few evil spirits here, but some natives of Handanar County who have been driven out of their homes by the evil spirits are always jumping up and down in the surrounding woodland, causing a lot of trouble for the 57th Heavy Infantry Regiment.

The second team went out on duty this time to sweep away the natives lurking near the forest road.

Of course, they didn't expect to catch the natives like tree monkeys all at once, they only hoped that such patrols would make the natives restrain a little, and of course the soldiers of the infantry regiment didn't mind teaching the tree monkeys a lesson.

Sam, the leader of the second squad, doesn't have that many ideas, and he doesn't want so many adventures, because every adventure is a danger.

Despite this, the second squad entered the woodland west of the forest farm, and like the rest of the squad, several ordinary warriors had several beast traps around their waists.

It wasn't until the members of the second squad disappeared into the woods at the foot of the mountain that He Boqiang withdrew his gaze.

……

He Boqiang squatted in front of the stall, holding a thick Roman sword in his hand.

At this moment, he had a feeling, as if the Roman sword in his hand was an extension of his arm, he was immersed in this subtle atmosphere, and his perception became extremely keen, and the slightest movement around the stall was keenly noticed by him for the first time.

The curly-haired boy Gabi wanted to visit this temporary market, so He Boqiang looked at the stall for him, of course, he did not forget the instructions of the boss Larkin to maintain those excellent quality weapons in the warehouse with a piece of oilcloth, he held the Roman sword in his hand and waved it, and a series of combat skills seemed to be innate.

Larkin is still the same, he can't see his figure all day long, he may be the most unreliable boss He Boqiang has ever seen, this small caravan does not have the appearance of a caravan, and the stall has not been opened for three days, but it is ...... Gabby happily buys a black-veined demon skin from the warrior and is complimented by Larkin.

"How do you sell this dagger?"

He Boqiang pointed to the wooden board next to the dagger, on which the price of the dagger was clearly written:

'Dagger Price: 35 Silver'

The writing on the board was written by Gabi, but the handwriting was crooked and a little scribbled.

The man glanced at He Boqiang silently, picked up the dagger from the stall, put his thumb on the blade of the dagger and scraped it, feeling the sharpness of the dagger.

"Can it be cheaper?" The man asked again, and He Boqiang shook his head.

Seeing that He Boqiang didn't want to let go, the man didn't want to dwell too much, so he directly took out thirty-five silver hammers from the money bag and threw them to He Boqiang, took the dagger and turned to leave.

When the curly-haired boy Gabi came back from the street, he found that He Boqiang had sold two daggers and a Roman sword in just half a day, which was also amazing.

By this time, it was already close to noon.

He Boqiang saw a blood-stained voice running out of the woodland at the foot of the mountain in embarrassment.

He stood up sharply, and the soldier running from the woodland over there was clearly the black boy Jeronnan.