In the face of the fierce cold wind, Mares and Flory walked into the sailfish camp without saying a word.

They were dressed in thick winter coats, and the hats on their clothes were pulled up and buttoned up on their heads, and they were tightly wrapped.

In order to avoid being discovered, the two of them pulled the brim of their hats very low, covering most of their faces, and they were not at all conspicuous in the noisy crowd.

Being so cautious is not to say that they are so special. In Sailfish Camp, there are people like the two of them who wear standard uniforms but have no rank.

The soldiers all know that these guys are more difficult to mess with than the military police, because most of them are intelligence units, or special forces, and only these two types of people can be coaxed, and they wear military uniforms and are not worthy of military rank.

And for Maris and Flory, their purpose is simple. Just don't want to be seen with their overly handsome faces.

Mares is tall and handsome, mature and steady, and always has a cold expression, no matter where she appears, she can make women scream.

Although Flory is sloppy and frivolous, he is in line with the bad boy temperament that aristocratic ladies love to be.

During the defense of Ruman, they did not get into trouble because of their handsome faces. The pink envelope was enough to fill two sacks, and the bold and enthusiastic girl ran over to give them flowers.

In addition, there are even people who directly propose to them, which makes them annoying.

In Adele's words, their looks can be the male protagonists of rotten girl novels, and they are very curious about where Lord Lorraine found a group of handsome guys.

To the dignified Flying Eagle God of War......

On physiognomy. The lord can only say that he is worthy of the audience.

However, Second Master Lei is extremely disdainful of this. spoke the hearts of the majority of male compatriots: women are beautiful and can be eaten. A man is beautiful but can't be eaten as a meal, handsome has a fart?

Therefore, in order to cause unnecessary trouble, Mares and Flory kept themselves in the thick of it, and even though this is a military camp, they are used to hiding their identities.

However, they had just arrived at the camp, and immediately felt that the atmosphere in the camp was a little strange today. Whether it was an officer or a soldier, they were all in groups of three, in groups of five, getting together and muttering about something.

As dragons, their ears and eyes are also quite keen, although the other party all lowered their voices, but they still heard words such as "open acquisition" and "high-priced recycling".

However, they don't care about human affairs, and the two of them are just ordered by the elders. Carry out your own tasks.

The two of them went straight into a wooden room in the camp, which was their makeshift dormitory.

The room was small though. The facilities are readily available, and there is also a orderly to help with the cleaning, which is the treatment of a high-ranking officer.

In this cold winter, it is also a nice treat to sit in your room, leaning on the warm stove, drinking fragrant Earl Grey black tea while listening to the howling of the north wind.

Not long after the two sat down, Vera hurried over.

Mares recounted the battle to Vera in detail, while Flory continued to add to his heroic deeds.

Especially after he transformed, he smashed the lich's war fortress with one palm, and then crumpled the two hapless lichs to pieces.

Maris threw three twisted pieces of black metal on the table, which had once been the Lich's soul container.

According to the agreement with Lorraine, they received a prize of 1,500 for each Lich they killed, which was half the original price.

Hearing the good news, Vera didn't show any happy expression, but frowned at the faint eyebrows, a little depressed, and then asked, "Did you really burn all the death knell beetles?"

Flory smirked: "Together with their lair, including all the undead creatures, I burned it~!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest vigorously. Then he added, "But the one in the cave was killed by Mares,

Vera, you also know that anything that is frozen by him will eventually turn into powder......"

Speaking of which, I saw Vera wrinkling her pretty face and a sad face. Flory's voice lowered involuntarily.

Although his reaction was slow, he also realized that something was wrong at this time, and immediately asked, "What, is there anything wrong?"

"Alas......" Vera suddenly sighed and said, "See for yourselves." ”

As he spoke, he slipped a leaflet into Flory's hand.

Flory picked up the leaflet and glanced at it, his eyes widened suddenly, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Mares glanced at the slipper in his hand, his face was the same, and the corners of his mouth were picked, although he tried his best to endure it, he could still see the regret flashing in his eyes.

Vera couldn't help but sigh again.

Flory screamed angrily, then smashed the table in front of him into pieces with a punch, and then, holding his head with both hands, he cried and said: "Don't stop any of you, I'm not alive, I burned tens of thousands~!"

Tens of thousands of shiny, yellow, lovely gold coins......"

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The soldiers of the 1st battalion of the Skeleton Division, awakened by the noise outside, climbed out of their sleeping bags, which had no heat, endured the biting cold, broke through the frozen water, and fetched water to wash.

The first battalion has not rested since it was sent to the wasteland, and has carried out search missions for more than half a month, which can be said to be exhaustive.

Finally, it was replaced by another regiment of fresh troops who had just arrived, and they were briefly repaired in this makeshift camp in the rear.

Although it is still a wall of rubble and the cold north wind that has not changed for many years, you don't have to walk dozens of miles a day, you don't have to go down to a dark cave to search fearfully, and you don't have to worry about being captured and eaten by monsters or wild people in the middle of the night, life here is like paradise.

What touched the soldiers of the first battalion the most was that they were able to eat hot and steaming hot meals all day long.

For the soldiers of the first battalion who had been gnawing on frozen canned beef for half a month, they were almost moved to tears.

Although the food is still canned fried beef, canned roast beef, and canned boiled beef...... , which is a fly in the ointment. But after all, it's hot.

Not to mention. It's also a difficult front line.

Come to think of it. Even if there was still a little dissatisfaction in my heart, it disappeared in an instant.

After eating a bowl full of canned beef soup and a plate full of fried canned beef, Kiel burped out of the tent that served as the kitchen.

He looked up at the gray sun in the sky, and moved his hands and feet to take a few turns around the camp to eat.

Anyway, when I go back, I have nothing to do but wipe the gun. Moreover, the front line is not allowed to play cards and gamble, and their biggest pastime is sleeping and.

Then. A dark shadow suddenly appeared in the southern sky, followed by a low whistling sound.

Listening to this familiar voice, Kiel immediately knew that the war fortress was coming~!

Before he could react, he saw the entire camp boiling.

The soldiers rushed out of their tents, waving their arms excitedly and shouting at the fortress of war in the sky.

Especially the cooks in the camp, with their voices like killing pigs, screamed especially vigorously, and those who didn't know thought they were being beaten.

The soldiers of the first battalion stared blankly at the crowd shouting excitedly around them. Not sure what happened.

Curious, Kiel grabbed a man from the cooking class. Curious, he asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing that he had the rank of sergeant with three arrows on his shoulder, he was just an ordinary private's cooking squad soldier who hurriedly saluted and said, "Sir, you are lucky." This is a war fortress for transporting supplies, and it only comes once a week.

All the meat delivered is frozen meat, and you can add food at noon today. Luckily, there was also wine and cola. ”

Kir was stunned for a moment, then did not hesitate to join the cheering army, raised his arms and shouted harder, shouting more than anyone else.

Although he had only been in the wasteland for half a month, he felt as if he had been in the wasteland for a hundred years, and he had almost forgotten the taste of other meats.

In the midst of all the attention, the war fortress slowly landed in the open space outside the camp.

The soldiers in the camp rushed up, and in a matter of minutes they ran out of supplies, and then shouted with joy and cheer like the New Year. There are even people who throw their hats, clothes, and even pants indiscriminately.

The whole camp was plunged into a chaotic carnival scene.

It's not so much that they're welcoming each other, it's better that they're venting their feelings.

Then the war fortress immediately took off and left - they had other tasks.

The people of the cooking class started cooking directly in the open space in the middle of the camp.

A fat cook carries a sharp axe to chop half a fan of pork that is frozen like an ice cube. Then set up a few large pots and throw the cut pieces of meat and a mess into it to cook together.

The excited soldiers looked like coyotes, staring at a pair of green eyes, drooling, and wandering around the cauldrons.

No one noticed that while the supplies were being removed from the war fortress, several figures also came down from above and remained in the camp.

They made their way through the crowd and found the colonel's officer who was in charge of the camp, then showed a copy of the document and chatted with him a few more words.

Immediately, they found a corner in the camp square, then put up a table, pulled up a banner, and placed several boxes on the table.

Some soldiers looked at them curiously as they passed by, not knowing what the table with the word "material recycling" was for, but then left in a hurry. At this time, they prefer fragrant broth.

However, the people behind the table are not in a hurry, but patiently wait for customers to come to the door.

Kiel walked around the crowd twice, glancing at the strange stall as he passed, and the man behind the table smiled at him, pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Kiel, "Smoke one?"

Cigarettes, like bullets, are indispensable necessities for soldiers, the only difference is that cigarettes are rationed, while bullets are available in unlimited quantities, so cigarettes are more precious than bullets.

Therefore, for the soldiers, it is of course better to smoke other people's than their own.

Kiel took the cigarette, and the other party took out a golden lighter, shook it off, lit it for Kiel, and said, "Brother, your surname?"

"Kiel, Kerry, a machine gunner, what about you?"

"Philip, Danzig, the junior staff of the Flying Eagle Group. ”

"The Flying Eagle Group's ~!" Kiel exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Strictly speaking. Even the security forces are from the Flying Eagle Group. Hearing that the other party was actually from the head office, Kiel was very surprised, there were all big shots. And it's a fat and oily big man.

For no reason, how could such a big guy run to this place where birds don't?

Danze pointed to the banner behind him and said, "As you can see, the material is recycled." It's to collect things, and if you find anything strange, we will take it. Especially the corpses of monsters, shells, and fragments are also fine. ”

Kiel was surprised, "Why are you taking that?"

Dan Ze shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, but the mages said it was a good thing, and then please come to our chairman."

The chairman saw that they were pitiful, and for the sake of the brothers on the front line, he took this job on.

If you kill a monster, you can send it to me, even if it's a part of a body or something. We pay a premium for it. ”

The chairman of the board of directors in the mouth of the Flying Eagle Group can only refer to one person. Leole II.

As soon as he heard that it was Leo's business, Kilton was a little moved. As we all know, Chairman Leo never makes money-losing business, and he will definitely make money with him.

Kiel thought for a moment and said, "Is it okay to have a broken leg or something?"

Dan Ze smiled heartily and said affirmatively: "Okay, of course you can." ”

"You wait. With a few words, Kiel hurried back to the tent of the first battalion, took out his backpack and rummaged around, and pulled out a long monster limb from it.

After fighting the monsters, the soldiers of the first battalion left some souvenirs to brag about later.

Will was resting on his bed, and when he saw his actions, he asked strangely, "What are you doing?"

Kiel turned around and shoved Will over, rummaging through his backpack and saying, "Don't talk nonsense, what about the bugs you picked up?" Give it to me. ”

Will snatched his backpack from him and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up and give it to me, that thing can be exchanged for money. ”

"Hahaha......" Will laughed as if he had heard a joke, "Who are you betting again?"

Kiel snorted angrily and said, "It's our chairman's business, you don't believe it." ”

With that, he hurried out.

Will was stunned for a moment, grabbed the pincers of a pair of monsters' mouths and jumped up, and said hurriedly: "Wait for me~!"

The two men came to the acquisition point of Danzer and handed over the loot they had collected on the battlefield.

Philip took out an album, compared it very seriously, and then nodded, "It's this kind of thing." ”

He got on the scale again and said, "It's almost a pound, I will count you as a pound, the price set by the chairman, one pound is ten silver coins, do you want money, or do you want other things?"

Kiel and Will glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes: it turns out that this thing can really be exchanged for money~!

But then he was puzzled and asked, "How do you say if you want money?"

Danze smiled and kicked the cash box under his feet hard.

The coins in the cash box collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound. The two of them listened to it and felt refreshed for a while.

Dan Ze then said: "If you want money, I will give you cash now, and if you want something, you can exchange it for cigarettes or Coke, and you can also pay it in cash." ”

Will scratched his head and said, "Is it okay for me to ask for half the money and half the cigarettes?"

"Absolutely. ”

When the two old partners, Kiel and Will, returned to the first camp with cigarettes in their mouths, two cigarettes under their arms, and two cans of Coke in their hands, the whole camp was suddenly in a sensation.

At this time, who cares about what pork stew, of course, money is more important.

The soldiers of the first battalion dug out the souvenirs they had left behind from the depths of their backpacks and flocked to the denzig to exchange their things.

Even though there were only a few or a dozen silver coins, it still made the soldiers excited, this is foreign wealth, it is equivalent to saying that it is picked up for nothing, and it can still generate income in addition to fighting, why not?

The Skeleton Division's soldiers had always been paid a little less than the Juman Imperial Guard, and if they were paid more than the Royal Praetorian Guard, Emperor Rudron would have had some idea.

However, with the addition of the war zone allowance, a private can get three and a half gold coins a month, and a sergeant machine gunner like Kiel can get five gold coins a month, which is two and a half times higher than the average salary in the Ruman Empire.

But the current high income will not last after all, and it will fall back to half the level after the war.

As long as you collect ten pounds of these monster wreckage, you can exchange it for a gold coin, which is a matter of carrying an extra satchel.

If you're lucky enough to drag back a monster corpse, it's directly a gold coin.

Using the bullets of the public to make money for yourself, how a cool word.

If, as they did that day, they encountered thousands of death knell beetles, instead of having the orc grenadiers burn them with flamethrowers, they would have killed them and left their bodies behind, and each of the people in the battalion would receive a share of more than one gold coin, which was equal to half a month's salary.

This kind of battle is fought four or five times a month, and after three months, you can go home to buy a house and marry a daughter-in-law, how can you not make everyone crazy.

Thinking of this, while exchanging things with Danze, everyone scolded those half-orc pyroes: Those dogs burned how many gold coins everyone had in one fire......

Although these soldiers are dedicated to two purposes, and their cultural skills are not high, in the process of trading, Dan Ze found that their minds were extremely clear, and they did not even let him take advantage of a copper plate.

And after the soldiers in the camp drank the broth, they suddenly found that the dogs and cubs of the first battalion could actually drink Coke and smoke cigarettes, and their eyes were dripping with envy at the moment.

When they heard that a battalion had been attacked by monsters, they didn't think so, and they joked that their luck was so bad, and they were all jealous: they were all fighting outside, how could they all encounter good things? Why didn't there be monsters attacking us?

The news spread throughout the front as the ranks continued to leave the camp.

Stimulated by the gold coins, all the soldiers were enthusiastic, all of them staring at the scarlet eyes, rummaging for places where Qiē might hide monsters, vowing to catch them.

The morale of the originally low level was suddenly boosted, and the soldiers were no longer afraid that they might encounter inexplicable monsters, but waited for the monsters to come to their door.

A few days later, despite the short time spent repairing, the officers and men of the 1st Battalion were eager to fight and reported to their superiors and eagerly requested to return to the battlefield.

Because they were afraid that others would kill the monster and there would be no money to make, some of the puppies were in a hurry and even wrote blood letters.

After the division commander agreed, the soldiers of the first battalion screamed like a pack of wolf cubs and pounced on the stranger wasteland in the north. (To be continued......)

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