Lord Helanza

At dusk

The afterglow of the setting sun renders the clouds into a fiery red on the horizon.

A large group of copper-billed finches flew over the camp from the distant sky and plunged into the jungle at the foot of the mountain. There was a large nest of birds in the forest over there.

The warriors registered their dead companions one after another, leaving only their nameplates and valuable personal items. The corpses were wrapped in linen cloth, smeared with fire oil, and stacked into high piles, all around Stacked with red pine branches, a god stick in a priest's robes held a book of prayers with some curls in his hands, standing in front of the pile of corpses, lightly chanting requiem poems.

The commander of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, Mond Goss, personally lit the pine branches. Smoke billowed. The linen cloth filled with kerosene was quickly ignited, and the fire quickly spread to the entire corpse pile.

The firewood crackled, and there was a sharp'zhi zhi' sound from the pile of corpses, which was the sound of the rapid refining of grease on the corpses by high heat.

Ten night watchmen will stay here until dawn to prevent the fire from spreading.

The four Great Captains of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment stood behind the commander of Mond Goss, and waited for the ceremony to end with expressionlessly before returning to the camp with their teams.

……

Every time the battlefield is cleaned, Great Captain Baron Sidney, the fourth battlefield, has a trace of pride on his face.

Even in the military camp, he pays great attention to his appearance. He always keeps his uniforms ironed flat and clean. He wears a pair of brightly wiped military boots and the scabbard on the belt. Inlaid with three sapphires with the size of nails, and two red bronze medals of nobleman hung near the chest of the military uniform, which were also polished brightly.

Before he returns to his camp, he will usually patrol the camp of the fourth battallion. The first thing to check is the animal pen. There are twelve thunder rhinos. These thunder rhinos are not His personal property is the private property of his brother-in-law, the commander of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment Commander Mond Goss. These large land-bearing animals are mainly responsible for carrying valuable supplies in the barracks.

The favorite food of these thunder rhinos is the sweet potato cake full of starch. You only need to mash the sweet potato, then steam it on a basket and let it cool, and you will get chunks the size of a wheel. Potato cakes, with the appetite of thunder rhinoceros, this kind of wheel-sized sweet potato cakes must be eaten at least 50 pieces in one meal. Fortunately, they don’t always eat them. You only need to feed the cassava cakes twice a day in the morning and evening. .

After that, Baron Sidney will go around the five platoon camps below, and check the layout of the sentry at night, and will not return to his camp until it is completely dark.

But he wanted to return to the tent early tonight. The adjutant had secretly reported to the ground an hour ago that the caravans behind the 57th heavy armored infantry regiment had sent representatives to wait outside his tent. Although there was no rich oil and water in the cleaning battlefield, the harvest was still very good after all. You can always get some black devil skins on these devils. This thing is very popular in the eyes of magic merchants.

Baron Sidney is very aware of the fatness of cleaning the battlefield, what can be taken (such as the small pieces of black devil skin on these devils), and nothing can be taken (such as some valuable items on the warrior of the dead) And Legion standard weapons and equipment).

But now Baron Sidney feels a little dissatisfied. Just after he patrolled the outpost, he was stopped by a few soldiers, but he knew that Sam, the veteran standing in the front, was the fifth platoon. A Small Captain.

For this veteran Sam, Baron Sidney’s deepest impression is that this old Sam was a very experienced veteran when his father led this battallion. This guy himself is like a The slippery old loach, no matter how dangerous the battle situation, this guy has a way to survive, but an old man like this, wanting them to be promoted is absolutely impossible.

At this moment, veterans Sam and Surdak are standing in front of Baron Sidney with the remaining ten soldiers of the second squad.

"What's the matter with you guys?" Lord Baron asked with a stinky face. Everyone can see the dissatisfaction on his face.

Veteran Sam wanted to back down, but at this time, Surdak beside him stepped forward and reported to Sidney Great Captain: "Master Baron Sidney, this is the situation..."

Sam can only brace oneself at this time, standing beside Surdak, waiting for Surdak to finish the matter without omission and in detail.

Baron Sidney has three hundred warriors. Although they may not be able to call out the names of all these warriors, they have a certain impression of every warrior. The deepest impression of Surdak is that this youngster possesses Very good skinning technique, also considered a technical talent in battallion.

Because of this, Baron Sidney was patient and let Surdak finish his words.

After listening to Surdak’s remarks, Baron Sidney frowns said displeasedly: "Why are these things coming to me?"

Veteran Sam glanced at Surdak secretly. There was a kind of expression in his eyes, "Look, what am I talking about? You don't want to listen to me. If you blame it, Lord Baron, let's see how you end up..."

Surdak looked at Baron nervously. Sidney.

Perhaps Baron Sidney was infected by Surdak’s sincere gaze, or Baron Sidney was eager to get out, so this matter must be dealt with quickly, so he instructed Surdak: "You give him The logistics department handles it. We are not a battlefield medical clinic."

Surdak answered honestly: "We went to the logistics department of the regiment, but that person does not have an identity plate and cannot prove that it is our regiment. Or the warrior of Legion, the logistics department refused to accept it."

Baron Sidney certainly knows that those departments in the infantry regiment are bound to excuse each other when they are not doing any good.

He lowered his head and thought about it seriously, the adjutant behind him leaned into Baron Sidney's ear and said something quietly.

Baron Sidney eyes shined, and immediately said to Surdak: "That's it! Then ask him where he is, and throw it directly to the businessmen outside the camp. I think when those businessmen go to Grimm to transport supplies , I don’t mind bringing back a wounded soldier, but he needs his family to pay a fee."

Thinking that although the man is not a fool, he woke up and now he didn’t say a word, so Surdak said. He explained to Baron Sidney: "Master Baron Sidney..."

These words probably burned out Baron Sidney's last bit of patience. The expression on his face became lighter and lighter, and he said casually: " That's it! Originally... the barracks can’t accommodate such unidentified people, but I can assume that I don’t know anything. Since it’s so heavy, if the past few days can’t survive the past few days... I’ll be outside the camp. Just find a place to bury it in the woods. If he survives, as long as he can walk, let him go as soon as possible! Remember don’t cause me trouble!"

Start walking through between Surdak and Sam...

"Yes, Lord Baron." Surdak trembled and hurriedly saluted.

……

He Boqiang was lying in a tent full of sweat and feet, and for the first time he felt that he was a superfluous person.

After Surdak rescued him from the battlefield, he racked his brains to send him to various places with containment and rescue capabilities, such as the logistics department of the infantry regiment, such as following the infantry regiment. Those caravans of war money, unfortunately, they did not want to take in He Boqiang, who was seriously injured and could not move.

In the end, Surdak did not leave He Boqiang in the woods outside the camp and let him fend for himself.

He persuaded the veteran Sam and everyone in the second squad. After obtaining their consent, he carried He Boqiang into the tent of the camp and found a quiet corner, although there was no military doctor. He didn't get the ration of the diluent of the healing potion. Every day, he could only bring back some oatmeal from the cafeteria, and pour it into He Boqiang's stomach rudely like a duck.

Although life is so difficult, He Boqiang finds that his body is like weeds-the vitality is extremely tenacious.

In such adversity, the injury on his body is getting better.

He Boqiang closes his eyes every day to accept the memory fragments flying in the sky, opens his eyes to see this strange world, a group of low-level soldiers are stubbornly alive, he finally found this It's not a dream, I should have passed through...