My name is Mattia and I am a member of the Shadow Mad Dogs, a second lieutenant.

Yesterday there was an order from my superiors that my unit should temporarily follow the dispatch of Brigadier General Acyse and go to the town of Maceio, its destination.

I am of pure continental South American descent, and I am one of the few people who are proficient in the Nampa language, and carry out the orders given to us by my superiors.

In front of me was Captain Oakley, the captain of the local partisans.

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Oakley drove the jeep and said to Mattia next to him: "Second Lieutenant Mattia, be careful when entering the town of Mace'o, there are some local citizens dressed as the National Army of the Meta Lamp, and they will keep a merchant who has come to buy supplies, and they will only stay in the local area for a day or two. ”

"The National Army of the Uta Lantern is pretending to be a local citizen because those people have the blood of the South American continent, or like me, they have a pure South American continent."

"Not only that, but also the local traitors."

The jeep drove to the pass in the town of Masaigu and was stopped by the local Mata Light, the Nationalist Army.

"What are you doing here?"

Oakley greeted the soldier in the tone of a businessman: "Officer, come here to buy supplies, Officer, you forgot that I come several times a month. Oakley looked like he was smiling.

"Don't pretend to be familiar with me, what about the pass." The soldier looked like he was righteous.

When Oakley took out the pass, Mattia saw the folded pass in Oakley's hand, which contained bills.

When the soldier checked the pass, he secretly stuffed the money in his pocket, and then said with a serious look: "Go, don't mess with me." ”

As the jeep entered the town, Mattia looked in the rearview mirror and saw the soldier collecting the money, sharing the spoils with the rest of his colleagues.

"It seems that money can solve a lot of things."

Ogli shrugged his shoulders and nodded: "Indeed, these soldiers are a day after day for them, they don't know that they will be attacked by the enemy tomorrow, and they don't know if they will be alive tomorrow, for them they can make money on weekdays, and take the money to enjoy after resting." ”

Wherever the jeep passes, Mattia observes the whole surroundings.

"There are a lot of women standing on the street here."

"Alas, if it weren't for the attack of the United States of America and the United States, which caused our South American allies to live in poverty, how many women would be willing to sell their bodies, and now they would just be able to live and eat."

The jeep came to the door of a grocery store, and when the two got out of the car, there was a noise from the restaurant opposite.

It turned out that it was the local garrison of the Uttar Lamp Ligan Army that caused trouble, and several Meta Lamp Liberant Nation stood and beat a waiter.

"Fuck, what about Lao Tzu touching your woman?"

"Without us, where would you have a good life?"

"It is your pleasure to have your woman serve us."

A good-looking waitress was about to rush to protect her man, when another stout soldier grabbed her and laid her hands.

The waitress cried and begged for mercy, but the soldiers who insulted her were very proud, and laughed lewdly while touching her.

Another soldier also took a video with his mobile phone to make a narration.

"Oh, it's so cool, it's so comfortable, please keep touching my lewd sow."

The miserable waiter, who had been beaten, crawled up to the soldier who insulted his girlfriend and begged him to let her go.

The soldier not only did not stop, but kicked him away, pulled his girlfriend's shirt, and the other soldiers continued to beat him.

The soldier in charge of filming pointed the camera at the male waiter who was beaten and narrated it.

"I am a lowly pariah, and it is the supreme honor of the great Meta Lamp Liberian Army to beat me, and it is the glory of his lascivious sow that my girlfriend has dedicated to the great Meta Lamp Liberian Army to enjoy and rejoice."

The Litany Army, who had been beating the waiter, laughed even more.

Many of the surrounding residents were angry and did not dare to speak.

Mattia couldn't stand it, if it weren't for the mission, he really wanted to kill these soldiers.

Oakley clenched his fists even more, but for the sake of the task, he could only endure this evil breath and continue to turn his head to talk to the owner of the grocery store.

Mattia watched Okri talk to the grocery store owner, who led the two to the store, and the store staff put boxes of daily necessities and other items in the back of the jeep.

Mattia and Oakley go into the dark room of the store with the boss, and Oakley introduces Mattia to the boss.

"Hello, Mattia, nice to meet you, you can call me Lao Huo."

"Hello, Lao Huo, I need the information you currently have, the local secret outpost of the Meita Lantern Lijian Army, the local shift change time, their outpost base, and all the more."

Lao Huo told Mattia about the information he had.

Mattia used their unique network of communication networks to inform their superiors.

Mattia told the two: "We'll be in action at 8 o'clock tonight." ”

Lao Huo and Oakley looked at each other with great surprise.

Mattia tells them their battle plan.

Oakley laughed at himself: "It seems that we guerrillas are just auxiliaries. ”

"Although you are supporting, we also hope that you can cooperate with us well, if you make some mistakes, maybe our mission will also fail."

"Understood."

Old Huo took Oakley and Mattia to the restaurant opposite for dinner.

The troublesome group of Rita Lamp Lijian Army had just left.

Mattia bandaged the wounds of the other colleagues at the moment according to the miserable waitress who had been beaten before, and the waitress who was bullied entered with the support of other female colleagues, and the staff was to change new clothes for her.

Lao Huo said to the boss: "Boss, come three cups of blood leopard wine and three plates of smoked lamb leg and cut meat." ”

When the restaurant owner heard this, his eyes flashed with a hint of light, and he personally entertained Lao Huo and the others.

When he placed three glasses of wine and three dishes in front of the trio, Mattia saw the boss's middle finger jump a few times, and Mattia knew that this was some special code for the guerrillas.

Mattia drank blood leopard wine and smoked lamb leg shaved meat, frowned, and said: "Although this glass of wine is as blood-red as red wine, the taste is a little sweet, the alcohol content is very small, the smoked lamb leg is sliced, there is no trace of greasy, there is a taste of black pepper, and the chewiness is also good." ”

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"It's our local folk food," Oakley said. ”

Lao Huo smiled: "If you brew this wine and learn this dish, I can ask the boss to hand over the recipe to you, but don't open a restaurant here with us to rob the boss's business." ”

"Okay."

Lao Huo asked the boss to give Mattia the blood leopard wine and the smoked lamb leg and meat cut.

The owner wrote down the recipe for these two dishes in a notebook and gave it to Mattia.

After the three of them were full, Lao Huo took out two banknotes to settle the bill, and Mattia saw two banknotes, which were folded in different corners, which were some special codes for the guerrillas.

In the evening, the shophouses began to be sold one after another.

The three of them were waiting upstairs when suddenly the door opened.

Old Huo and Oakley stood up vigilantly.

Mattia reassured, "Don't be nervous, it's my companions who are here." ”

The two looked at Mattia in surprise.

Suddenly, more than a dozen members of the Shadow Mad Dog Team wearing Spartan uniforms appeared in the room, and two of them were also holding briefcases next to Mattia.

Old Huo and Oakley looked at these Skywing mercenaries with surprise on their faces.

"Lao Huo, you continue to stay in your shop, Oakley, you take the rest of my companions into the secret passage to the destination."

Mattia enters another room with a briefcase and changes into a Spartan uniform.