After a day in a peaceful town, the mercenaries will drive to the battlefield.
Looks like it's gonna take another day from here to the battlefield.
In front of the mercenaries, a new home told them.
"Every time a mercenary school support merchant brings his stuff to a designated location, we have to pick it up first."
"Thanks to you, this one's very helpful."
Alan, who truly organized on the first battlefield, says toward his new home. In addition to the five members of the eleventh presidential squad of the Mercenary School, there are always about twenty to thirty mercenaries following. Every time I travel, I switch a few, but some of them follow me all the time. Alan is one of them.
First we go get weapons, then a line to the battlefield.
The next day, we arrive at our destination. The whole town is a battlefield, and it's not like the town I visited on my first day. I truly thought I had come from heaven to hell.
Get out of the car and walk around the city.
The building there was half-destructed by the bombardment, and there was no light in the eyes of those who crossed the town. I can't even see a smile. In the meantime, the sight of mercenaries is not calm.
"Wow, I saw something nasty..."
"What's going on?
Johnny asks Li Lei, who flaunts his face.
"That's it. Oh... I knew you didn't have to look"
"Tell me yourself what..."
I can point my finger at it and then pull in, Lei, but I don't mind seeing True and Johnny.
From signs and exteriors written in kanji, it is the ruin of a store that the Chinese supposedly ran.
"You're so ruined."
There were several other destroyed buildings, but the way the store was destroyed seemed truly different. The chairs and desks and shelves inside have also been broken.
"You must have bought the anger of the inhabitants. From the beginning of the twenty-first century our country entered Africa and made a lot of messes. While it rose gold to the governments of African countries, it destroyed the environment, seized resources, disrupted the market economy by exporting groceries, stopped the growth of industry, increased unemployment, sent large numbers of criminals, dumped garbage all over it, and bought disgust from local people in Africa. They accuse us of new forms of colonial domination, and China's aversion to Synophobia has spread all over the world."
Li Lei speaks with a laid back face.
"I was in elementary school when the U.S.-China War broke out. I learned later that even if the governments of the countries where the gold was scattered supported China, all its citizens were a part of America's hard work. Information was manipulated domestically, including the Internet, so I didn't know."
"Oh well..."
Johnny turns his sympathetic gaze to Li Lei.
"At this point, if I'm Chinese and I don't know what I'll do, I'll leave it to the Japanese..."
"Oh......"
"Oops......"
It was then that Truth and Johnny nodded hesitantly.
"Are you Chinese?
Asked in one word of English, which sounded sinister, Li Lei shrugged, but it was not Li Lei who was called out. A little further away, a new home is stuffed by the locals.
"That's not true. The Japanese. The Chinese are him."
"Ngu!
Li Lei, who tried to appease me, gave me a weird groan as my new home pointed straight at me.
"You can really die in your new home..."
Lei Lei drops his shoulder disappointingly.
"My father died hard and prematurely because of you guys. I don't want people like you to step on the land of this country again just to take it away from people, as long as you don't care around them."
"I'm sorry..."
The locals surround Li Lei and complain abundantly of disgust. Lei apologizes without saying back because he doesn't want to have a useless dispute.
"Wait. You don't have to apologize. I'd rather not forgive him."
When the new home breaks between Lei Lei and the locals, they stare at the locals with perseverance.
"This guy is different from the Chinese who annoyed your family and the people around here, right? Bad guys are everywhere. They're in your country, too. Together, don't be racist. If you want to discriminate against that bad guy, kill him. This guy's one of us, and if he's not a bad guy, he didn't bother you."
"Ugh... right. Sorry..."
Pushed by the grandeur and rational honesty of their new home, the locals apologized with dismay and walked away from the scene.
"Pfft, I won again. I want to know defeat. I mean, I'm the best looking person right now. Even modestly, it's a man's book. Lei Li also asked me to help him review me. Huh!?
"Is this the bad mouth that says extra things you don't have to say? Or should I do something about my head? Hmm?"
"hahahahahahahahahaha"
In the midst of his new home being good at talking, Li Lei pokes his index finger in the mouth of his new home, stretches it aside as funny and then twists it up.
"Where are the bad guys -? Well, of all the Japanese I've ever met, he's the worst."
Johnny said with a laugh when he saw his new home being headlocked by Li Lei.
At that time, the sound of the shelling sounds.
"Oh, here we go."
Lei Li unleashes his new home.
"I've never fought downtown before."
One of the mercenaries whines. That is true as well. The other day's battle in the Middle East would also be a downtown battle at first, but I didn't really feel like I was at war.
"Come on, we're on our way, it's a PLA garrison, right?
Li Lei says with a bitter laugh when he looks at the new home.
"I'm glad you're well enough to start Don Patch before we go!
"That's all right now..."
"Well...... thank you for this sheer reckoning, welcoming our arrival in Don Patch! Let's respond to this with gunfire, too!
Running into Charles, the new home screams cheerfully.
Hi guys, this new home seems to like careless jokes, but I really don't understand anything about laughing at all.
Running to the shooter. As people flee from the direction in which the battle is taking place, it becomes movement in a way that defies the flow, and the mercenaries are slightly variant.
When we got to the battlefield, the garrison we were planning to head to was being raided.
A white building surrounded in three directions and mounted on an armoured car, such as a heavy machine gun, which continues to be severely shot. There are several corpses of soldiers rolling around it. Those surrounding it were also seen dead and wounded, but now the attack seems to be one-sided.
"All right, I'll say hello politely."
He tells his new home, and the mercenaries sneak out to surround him, hide in a shield, and start shooting guns where he can confirm that he's taken the back of each of his enemies in three directions.
The soldiers who were attacking the building took a simultaneous shot from behind the defenseless, looking up to heaven. And they did it one after the other.
Perceiving that, counterattacks also began inside the building. The raiders, caught between the front and the back, will be wiped out in no time. The mercenaries have not even been injured.
"I'm listening. You're the eleventh chairman of the mercenary school. Well done for coming."
A person appears from inside the building who appears to be an officer and expresses his gratitude.
The mercenaries are invited inside the command building and take a breather.
"They were ex-PLA, and now they call them this with disdain and anger. With the bandits. The bandits are much worse off than the government forces. Government forces don't even try to kill non-combatants, such as women, children, old men, but the bandits come to kill without sight. NGO gets attacked too."
An officer, the commander here, explains the situation.
"Why is the ex-PLA getting so ferocious?
Simon asks questions.
"The man who is the leader of the bandit army - because of Bubbaba. He holds diamond mines, gold mines and cocoa fields in his hand. The bandits are given weapons, ordered to kill, take away, and offend while they can live a good life in that spill. The bandits do that despite their luxurious status, because for them, both the Muslim government forces and the Christian Liberation Army are enemies. Many of those who are in the bandits are those who lost their families in strife. Because of this, hatred is stirred up and made destructive. And even rumors that he's been hit with drugs and amplified with hate."
When I heard the commander explain, I found out once again that the outrageous villain was the enemy, and I even felt truly happy. Instead of killing it doesn't hurt my heart, it seems like a soothing enemy.
"There are even rumors that Bubaba is an agent of a private oil field store. So, I'm in the war business of expanding the war,"
"Is it like a supplier that manufactures pig food to fatten pigs called military complexes?"
New home and Lei say sarcastically.
"There are other beings like the bandits. The famous one would be 'Lost Paradigm'. Seems to have weakened now, but you had a great momentum at one time. Thank God you didn't come to this country."
And, Commander.
"The Lost Paradigm is significantly worse than its bandits, and you can compare it..."
"Maybe so."
The commander had an ambiguous grin on his new home, which he said was somewhat frightening.