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The hard-pressed children of the Caribbean Division had been rocking on the boat for half a month, and they were already extremely tired, and after eating a simple dinner with enough calories, they couldn't help but feel a little drowsy. Many even collapsed on the bed.

At this time, the company commander walked in with a staff officer of the coalition forces.

As soon as he entered the door, he yelled: "All stand up~!"

There was a sudden panic in the barracks.

The soldiers reflexively jumped out of bed and stood beside their beds, looking at the two officers at the door.

The company commander glanced at them, then waved his hand and said, "Come here." ”

Then he pointed to the coalition staff officer beside him and said, "This is Turner Staff Officer of the Intelligence Department, and he will explain to us the dangers you may encounter in the wasteland in these two days."

If you don't want to lose your life, listen carefully to me~!"

The soldiers couldn't help but glance at each other, and then understood that this should be a pre-war training class, and they all rushed up immediately. All of them opened their eyes wide, as if they were kindergarten children.

Ever since joining the Human Coalition and becoming familiar with their way of warfare, these soldiers all know the importance of pre-war training sessions.

In the training course, all the combat experience and summaries of the soldiers were imparted. And these experiences are all they have bought with their lives and blood.

And these precious experiences summed up by the predecessors are very likely to play a role at some point and save their lives, and the soldiers must not listen carefully.

Even if there is that stupid 13 don't open your eyes. Want to make trouble. Everyone would greet him with the butt of their guns.

Staff Officer Turner nodded to the soldiers gathered around. He threw down a few scrolls under his arm, picked out a map and hung it on the wall, tapped his fingers, and said, "Gentlemen, look here." The location of this dot is where we are now, the southernmost part of the moor.

It was named Sailfish Camp because it was the battleship Sailfish that found it.

After our investigation. It turned out to be a barren land, with only stones and moss everywhere.

However, if you think that there is no danger here, you are very wrong~!"

Staff Officer Turner said as he hung up another scroll, then pointed to the gray-white portrait on it, and said, "The Uru, the natives, they always make a whining sound when they charge.

They are used to applying white paint to their bodies. The original stone weapons were used. But their leader is a shaman who knows how to spell darkness. ”

There was a buzz among the soldiers.

Despite joining the coalition, there are priests and magicians in the army. With muskets and cannons, and after returning to Semit, they have won many battles, but when they hear the words dark spells, these Caribbeans still shudder.

They have grown up in a world ruled by the undead, and the fear of necromancy and lichs has been seared into their bones.

Hearing the noise of the soldiers, Staff Officer Turner couldn't help but cough lightly.

He looked at the soldiers with a stern look on his face until they fell silent again, and then raised his voice, "When you see them, all you need to do is shoot."

Don't come near until you're sure you've killed them. If you can't be sure, take an extra shot, because it's a bunch of cunning dogs, and they'll cheat to death. Lure you to them, then jump up and rip your throat with your teeth or nails, or even pull out your heart. ”

The soldiers couldn't help but fight a cold war.

Turner continued: "In a word, don't go near them, don't try to communicate with them, and always make sure your rifles are always loaded. If not, get your bayonet on. ”

Amu and Rami and Anderson looked at each other, and the expressions on each other's faces were not very good, they had never encountered such an enemy.

"In addition, I will personally give you a Jianyì. Staff Officer Turner swept his eyes around, saw the confused or worried expressions on the faces of the Caribbeans present, and said in a deep voice: "If you are unfortunately caught by the savages, it is best to kill yourself in time." ”

There was an uproar in the barracks.

Everyone glared at Staff Officer Turner dissatisfied, how could there be any reason to encourage soldiers to commit suicide after being caught?

Now is not the time to be loyal to the great leader, and this group of officials is too dark, right? In order to pursue their own merits, let these poor soldiers take their lives to fill in.

If the Caribbean Division's own officers dared to say this, everyone would have beaten him with a sack a long time ago.

Staff Officer Turner seemed to have anticipated their reaction, but shrugged his shoulders indifferently in the face of everyone's angry looks, and explained: "These wild men eat people, and they like to eat them raw.

They would tie the captured captives to the pillars and cut the flesh from the thighs, and the average person would not die in two or three days, and I know that the worst one survived for five days, and when we found him......"

Staff Officer Turner shook his head and said, "Forget it, you won't want to know." ”

There was a sudden silence in the barracks, and the Caribbeans were really frightened. This kind of miserable situation, as long as you think about it in your heart, you can't help but tremble.

Amu saw that Rami's face suddenly turned pale, although he couldn't see his own face, but it was estimated that it was not that better.

To say that this is Hell is not an exaggeration at all, the dark mages, the cannibals, and the undead high priests who don't know where to hide, and what awaits them may be a hard battle that has never been fought before.

After scaring the newcomers, Staff Officer Turner hung the remaining paintings on the wall and said, "See the white savage, shoot."

Seeing the black wolf, shoot.

See the brown weird cat and shoot.

In short, no matter what strange things you see, in a word, shoot~!"

Amu unconsciously reached back, touched it before remembering that his gun was leaning against the bed, and decided in his heart that he would not sleep for a while. Clean your rifle again.

Staff Officer Turner was almost peeing when he saw that he had scared them. Only then did he smile indifferently - bullying the new rookie is almost the instinct of all armies.

Even though the high-ranking officers in the army found out. It's also a laugh - it's not a bad thing to get those rookies to be more vigilant.

Turner lit a cigarette and took a deep puff before continuing, "After talking about the precautions, let's talk about some good news."

From the moment you set foot on this land, you will be considered to have entered the war zone, and in addition to the salary increase of 10%, there will be a war zone allowance. Half of your salary, paid monthly.

In addition, when performing certain special tasks, there is a mission allowance, which is twice your salary.

In addition to this, the coalition forces are also very considerate to buy insurance for you.

Wait a while, someone from Eagle Insurance will come and ask each of you to fill out a beneficiary form.

If you're unlucky to hang here, in addition to the various subsidies provided by the government. The beneficiary of the insurance will receive an indemnity equal to 10 years of your salary. ”

Staff Officer Turner put away the scroll, shook his hand and walked away neatly. Leave them a bunch of pamphlets detailing how to protect against the cold and first aid in cold areas.

The soldiers of the whole company were all frightened by him at this time, and they read them at night with the pamphlet in their hands, and they wanted to engrave every word into their minds.

When it comes to their own lives, no one dares to be sloppy.

Two days later, with some paperwork done, all weapons overhauled, fresh ammunition and first aid kits available, the Caribbean Division departed camp and made a difficult journey north through the rugged rocky wasteland.

Their goal is a place marked on the map as Five-Five, Two-Seven, and the task is to search that area thoroughly.

The war fortress was reconnoitred in the vicinity for several days and did not find natives, so the danger level was marked as low, which was only a routine task for the coalition command.

The Caribbean Division passed through two military stations in the middle, and on the third day officially entered the uninhabited wilderness, it was then that the Caribbean suddenly understood why the chef at the Sailfish camp would say that they could not eat a few good meals.

Living in tents, arching sleeping bags, and enduring the cold are enough, but due to poor transportation and lack of supplies, they can only eat military canned food and compressed biscuits every day, which makes Caribbeans miserable.

Moreover, the daily search task is also very boring, and their job is to check every crevice of the rock, climb up and down the valley, and look for any suspicious traces.

After another busy day of searching without finding anything, Amu walked in with his gun on his back, cocked the collar of his coat, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and opened the curtain of the tent with his head.

He was followed into the tent by a damp and cold wind.

Anderson, who was sitting on his sleeping bag and picking his feet, shouted: "Amu, close the curtain quickly, you want to freeze us to death." ”

Amu gritted his teeth and smiled reluctantly, then closed the tent's curtains and turned around and walked into the tent.

He dropped his gun, sat down on his sleeping bag, took off his thick military boots, and carefully removed his bloodied socks.

Every day, he had to walk dozens of miles without stopping, and Amu's feet were like other soldiers, grinding out blisters, picking and grinding, and being tortured.

He hugged his feet and complained, "This hellish place doesn't even have a little wood to make a fire, I really don't know how the wild man survived." ”

Anderson didn't raise his head and said, "You haven't heard, they eat people~!"

Amu pursed his lips and retorted: "If there was nothing and people eat people, they would have eaten themselves up a long time ago." ”

Rami crawled over and said mysteriously, "You have all forgotten the High Priest of the Undead, maybe they are zombies and don't need to eat." ”

The dozen or so people in the tent were all stunned, and I thought that this was really possible.

Anderson scoffed and said, "Whatever, no matter how powerful a zombie is, it can't stop a bullet, as long as it's not a lich." ”

Amu shook his head, threw all kinds of ominous thoughts out of his mind, and slipped into his sleeping bag and fell asleep with his head covered.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I heard a noise, followed by a "bang" mortar sound, which woke Amu and the others up.

He quickly grabbed his rifle and jumped out of the tent, a flare illuminated the surroundings of the camp, and the whole camp ran out of the tent to stand guard, but there was nothing outside the camp.

The battalion commander angrily grabbed the soldier on duty at night and yelled at him, "What's the matter?"

The soldier on the night vigil grimaced and said, "I hear the barbed wire rattling." It was as if I saw a white figure. ”

The temporary camp for the Caribs is surrounded by barbed wire. Hanging on it were boxes of canned food that they had eaten up. It is also filled with stones, which make a sound when you touch it.

"White figure?" The battalion commander was stunned for a moment, immediately thinking of the savages, and immediately ordered the soldiers to search around.

Tossed for most of the night, found nothing, and everyone went back to sleep with a belly full of anger.

Amu felt as if he had just closed his eyes and the sky was bright again, his body was as hard as if he was frozen, and the muscles of his whole body were sore. It took a while to stand up.

Breakfast was still the same Flying Eagle Group biscuits and military cans, and Amu endured the feeling of nausea and scraped a box of canned food.

It is unpalatable, but it provides them with enough calories to withstand the cold.

After breakfast, something happened.

When the parade set off, it was discovered that a soldier of the Ninth Company was missing.

The soldier, Joma, had gone out to pee last night and had not returned, and had fallen asleep with his comrades in the tent, and no one had noticed until the morning checklist of people.

Linked to last night's commotion, Amu and they immediately knew that something was wrong. They may have crashed into the wildlings.

The battalion commander was very angry, and after a fire. The whole battalion was ordered to go out and find the missing soldier.

Amu and the others didn't even eat lunch, and trampled on a radius of thirty miles, but they didn't find anything, and they were sure that the kid was indeed missing.

The battalion commander immediately reported upwards that in the afternoon several war fortresses had come, and a group of people had come down from above.

Led by a group of tall, strong, steel-clad orc warriors. It was actually Lord Lorraine's personal guard, a half-orc grenadier.

They also led a large dog with a burly body and a strong neck, which was the world-famous Cheka Hound, a fierce dog more ferocious than a wolf.

In the middle are several mages and priests wrapped in thick winter suits.

Lord Lorraine took this disappearance very seriously, and sent a lavish reinforcement lineup, and the elusive natives made the coalition very angry, but it was difficult to find their lair.

The addition of strong reinforcements lifted the spirits of the Caribbeans, and it seems that Lord Lorraine still attaches great importance to their Caribbean division.

The Cheka sniffed the missing soldier's sleeping bag, then rushed out of the camp and ran wildly eastward, with the entire battalion following behind.

The hound finally stopped at the edge of a rocky hill and barked incessantly.

The orc grenadier stepped forward and spun around a few times, then smashed through the rubble on the side of the hillock with three or two punches.

Everyone suddenly gasped, and saw a dark hole appear in front of them.

At this point, the orc haphazardly ripped open the stone at the entrance of the cave, clearing a narrow gap for only one person to squeeze into sideways.

And the iron-clad orc grenadiers couldn't squeeze in even if they turned sideways.

This hidden stone crack is not noticeable even if you walk past it, and it is very cleverly camouflaged.

The Caribbeans realized that it was no wonder that all these days, they had exhausted all their strength to feed, but they still couldn't find an enemy - it turned out that the cunning dogs had all gone underground.

The mage who accompanied the team put a few probing spells inside, and then his face turned cold, his eyes revealed murderous aura, and he whispered: "Little trick, stupid guy." ”

He bowed his head and uttered a few obscure incantations, and with a sudden lift of his hand, a fiery dragon sprang up from him and rushed into the cracks in the stone.

Immediately, there was a shrill scream from inside, but soon it was silent again, and an unpleasant smell of burnt paste wafted from it.

The mage shook his clothes easily, nodded to the captain of the half-orc grenadiers, and said lightly, "There are a few guards at the door, and I killed them." ”

The orc captain nodded cautiously, then waved his hand, pointed to the crack in the stone, and said, "Explode it." ”

Nearby, a grenadier took out the explosives from his backpack and laid them on the edge of a crack in the rock, and with a loud bang, blew out a large hole of a full meter.

Through the entrance of the cave, you can vaguely see that a long tunnel goes deep into the ground, and there is no end in sight.

The Cheka hound screamed and rushed in, and the grenadiers hurried to follow.

Amu and the others fell behind the grenadiers, rifle in hand, and walked into the dark crevices of the stone in their arms as mages and priests huddled around.

The two mages illuminated the area around the cave with illumination, and the walls were damp, the stones were mixed with dirt, and unknown plants were sticking out of their roots, stubbornly surviving.

There is a fishy smell wafting through the cave, and you can make out an indescribable smell when you smell it closely.

The two grenadiers were at the forefront, always on the lookout for movements.

As he passed around a corner, out of the corner of his eye, he saw several black shadows swooping down from the top of the cave and heading the orc grenadier.

Before Amu could say "be careful", the half-orc grenadier who was exploring the way had already reacted, probed with his left hand, accurately choked the neck of the savage who threw himself from the top of the cave, and then roared angrily: "Die~!"

Immediately after, the fist gloves with steel armor had already smashed the wild man's head, and with a "poof" sound, the wild man's limbs hung down softly.

The orc grenadier who had killed the wild man with one punch raised his arms and roared, throwing the corpse out of his hands and charging at the other wildlings like a tank.

The wildling's stone spears and stone axes slashed at his steel armor, and they were crumbled in a single moment.

The Orc Grenadier, on the other hand, resembles a humanoid tyrannosaurus, picking up his arm and smashing a wildling's head with every blow.

The sound of "Woo Woo Woo" sounded from the cave sticking out, and in the dim light of the illumination, it was faintly visible that countless wild men with stone spears were rushing towards them, and there were enough people to drown them.

Amu couldn't scream, he wanted to raise his gun to shoot, but the front was crowded with his own people, the cave was narrow, they couldn't open it at all, they could only be in a hurry behind, and even the mage couldn't shoot directly.

The Caribbeans in the rear were all nervous,

They all held their rifles, pulled their throats, and shouted nervously, "Get out of the way, get out of the way." Let's take them off......"

Once they are close to those savages, the firearms on this side will not be able to take advantage of the distance. Coupled with the narrow terrain, you can only have a one-on-one fierce fight with the enemy on the opposite side. (To be continued......)