The sled was very fast. According to Su Hao's vision, the average speed was about 70 kilometers per hour. Even so, the 22nd team set out from the early morning and until dusk, they camped in a leeward mountain depressed.

There are dead branches everywhere, and it only takes effort to easily get enough firewood. There is a large bulge of convex rock and a house made of huge logs. When following other team members, Su Hao found that there were many cracks on the floor, and even dead grass stems could be seen.

"This house has existed for a long time. We don't know who built it. Maybe it was the mercenaries who came here earlier than us, or the hunters who wandered in the wilderness. Usually, few people come here, and we just use it as a rest stop for the time being. Mercenaries who go out from Konoha Town basically spend the night here. You can also see that the wood here is very bad, but the roof has been repaired several times and the walls have been reinforced a lot. There is no owner in this place, but no one wants the house to collapse casually. People in the wild hope to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain at night. Everyone will try their best to maintain it, and people in the future will use it."

The middle-aged man Kenson is the oldest member of the team and is also the recognized captain. When he expressed his back to Su Hao, Reilly stood beside him and whispered.

Kenson is the veteran of the Twenty-two Team. Reilly, Ho Dong, and Vimol are all members who joined one after another. This is almost the way to recognize the status among mercenaries. Those who are qualified to become captains are either experienced or have strong combat power. No one wants a soft boy to be his leader. Even if he can't fight, he must at least have convincing capital in terms of experience.

Dinner is very simple, and the meat jelly is boiled into broth. The leftover rice and enough water are added to heat it again. Each sled dog gets a portion. They are very satisfied. After eating, they curl up in the corner of the wooden house to rest. Here, humans and dogs are always friends, and no one will dislike each other, and they feel warm when they hug each other.

The mercenaries drew lots to arrange the duty table, and the first shift of He Dong Station was on duty. He walked outside with an assault rifle. Reilly and Vimol yawned into the sleeping bag. Kenson and Su Hao were not sleepy. The two sat in front of the fire and chatted slowly.

"Do you look like a nobleman. Haha, don't get me wrong, this is not a derogatory statement. I've seen many handsome young people like you, either from good families or graduate from higher education institutions. No one would be willing to find food in the wilderness like us."

"Oh, in your opinion, is there a big difference between nobles and civilians?"

"At least on the surface, this is the case. There is a big difference between mercenaries and nobles. We are dirty and smelly, and our clothes only focus on practicality and never consider issues such as beauty. Nobles are completely different. They like the beautiful armor flowing out of the dark world. Although the thing is good in protection, the nobles pay more attention to what they see with their eyes, but often ignore the real purpose of the armor."

Su Hao took out a cigarette from his top pocket, split it with one, and asked with interest: "What about you? Do you also want to be a noble?"

Kenson took the cigarette, picked up a piece of charcoal from the fire, lit it, and took a sip. His eyes looked a little confused under the smoke: "Who doesn't want to live a quiet and peaceful life? But what can I do? There is always a difference between poor and rich people in this world. I don't know why I always have no money in my pocket. This situation started from my grandfather's generation. He is an alcoholic, and my father is also an alcoholic. The two have strange tempers. After getting drunk, they either beat women and children or go out to gamble with others. When I was a child, I was ignorant and didn't know what it means to be sold by my mother. When I was crying, my father always fed me a few sips of wine, got me drunk, and threw me on the bed to sleep by myself. This is how my alcohol addiction was poured out. At that time, I was two or three years old."

"The first time I learned about the concept between aristocrats and civilians was when I was seven years old. I saw a very beautiful little girl on the street. She must be about the same age as me. She was very clean, dressed well, with curly hair, and looked very good when she smiled. Thanks to my drunkard father, I have been wandering in the slums. Although I didn't eat much, I was a bit malnourished, my fists were very hard and I could beat. Nearby, no children were my opponent. It was funny to say that "power" had a preliminary concept since I was a child. The girl seemed to be a baron lady. I had never spoken to her, but she looked at me from a distance from a distance. At that time, she always smiled at me and stuck out her tongue... Do you believe in love? I don't know if this kind of thing really exists. But at that time, I really liked her."

The word "love" made Su Hao's heart tighten for no reason. He turned around instinctively and looked at the captain Kenson sitting next to him.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man's face was covered with wrinkles, and his appearance looked older than his actual age. His fingers that clamped the cigarette were thick and covered with calluses, his lips were a little cracked, his hair was sparse, and even his bald head was exposed. He stared at the shaking flames in his mind, his eyes were confused, and his memories of the past.

"Children always have more ideas than adults. In other words, they are actually impulsive."

Kenson sprayed a large mouthful of smoke and said lightly: "There is no result between me and her. She smiled at me out of politeness. It was not until later that I sneaked into her room quietly at night to know that this was the truth. When I was doing this, I never considered the consequences or told anyone. She was already asleep. She suddenly woke up and saw me standing in front of the bed, trying to shout, but I covered my mouth with my hands. The feeling was really wonderful. Even I didn't know why, and suddenly I had a desire to completely possess her. A seven-year-old child raped a little girl. I'm afraid that few people would believe this. But it really happened. She struggled desperately and I covered her mouth tightly. In the end, she stopped moving. I realized that she was dead after I felt good."

Su Hao shuddered a little and moved his body closer to the fire.

"It's scary, isn't it?"

Kenson's smile was very bleak: "I ran away, but I forgot that there is something in this world called a surveillance system. People caught my father. The drunkard was caught. Before he woke up, he was confused and was chopped off by the nobles. The police searched everywhere on the street. I hid in the sewer for several days and fled to another city along the drainage outlet. The story behind it became simple. A seven-year-old child was very different from a seventeen-year-old man. I went back once and people still remembered that thing, but no one knew me. I really wanted to go to her grave to see it, put a bouquet of flowers, but in the end I did nothing."

After a few seconds of silence, Su Hao asked lightly: "Then, you become a mercenary?"

Kent had finished smoking his cigarette. He threw the cigarette butt into the fire, looked at the sudden rising flame, and nodded calmly: "This is my only way out. Maybe you won't believe that I once had the opportunity to leave Konoha Town and return to the empire's domestic territory. I didn't accept it, and gave up... How could I say that only here can I feel atonement and think it is a kind of relief."

Su Hao didn't know how to evaluate Kent's past. Perhaps, only in this lonely and cold environment can he occasionally express his thoughts. On the issue of "past", I'm afraid no one will compare to Yu Jing. Even Su Hao himself has too much blood on his hands.

Kent added a few pieces of firewood to the fire, and the flames became more vigorous, but the temperature did not increase much. Perhaps because of the strong light, Su Hao suddenly found that the sled dog in the corner of the opposite house opened his eyes, raised his head, and kept looking towards the door.

"Dadadadada————"

Outside the house, there were harsh gunshots, and He Dong shouted loudly.

"They are here, they are all the werewolf coming out to help, they all come out."

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, and Su Hao grabbed his weapon and rushed out quickly. Riley and Vimol were almost at the same time and picked up the rifle placed beside him. Kent's reaction was faster than them. While rushing out of the wooden house, he had already aimed at a crazy approaching black shadow on the snow in the distance and pulled the trigger hard.

The moment he rushed out of the room, Su Hao felt a large ball of cold air coming towards him, and his whole body woke up and his mind became clear.

Endless darkness shrouded the wilderness, and the flames in the wooden house were the only source of light. Despite this, Su Hao still "sees" more than a dozen shadows running towards this side on the vast snowfield with his open mind.

It was a terrifying monster with a wolf-headed human body. The mind consciousness wrapped around them like a film. Su Hao "saw" the werewolf's sharp fangs and tall and strong bodies. Their bodies were covered with thick hair, which was enough to withstand the severe cold. The legs were particularly developed, they could jump for a long distance, and their running speed was far beyond that of humans. These fierce and cruel dark creatures were good at hiding their breath. They started attacking from outside Su Hao's search range of thinking. If they weren't too focused on listening to Kent's story, Su Hao would definitely have discovered them earlier than He Dong.

The sound of gunfire like a storm spread far in the dark night sky. He Dong had changed his second magazine and shot at the werewolf that was constantly approaching. The muzzle spewed out a dazzling tongue of flames, and the bullet hit the body of the leading werewolf. It was beaten backwards on the spot, blood spilled, and a heart-wrenching howl came out of his mouth. The night sky quickly filled with strong smell of gunpowder.

Su Hao did not delay for a second, and quickly completed the entire process from aiming to shooting. Kent's shooting hit rate was almost zero in the dark environment. He immediately discovered his shortcomings. While sending an order to allow Riley and Vimol to occupy the favorable terrain, he grabbed his backpack and quickly took out the ejector, stuffed a burning rod into the thick pipe mouth. He pulled off the ignition rope with his left hand, and then pulled the trigger with his right hand, and drew a dazzling red mark under the dark night sky.

This is one of the experiences of familiarizing yourself with field combat. Without the assistance of a guided light source, there is no longer-range fire suppression, and even close-range shooting is difficult. The combustion rod can be maintained in the snow for a long time. Although the area covered by light is not large, it is better than being invisible to nothing.

Just as the burning rod landed, the sniper rifle in Su Hao's hand also burst into violent roar. Riley and Vimol could have looked in the direction of shooting. A ferocious werewolf fell down, and the part above his shoulder exploded, blowing out a brilliant flower of flesh and blood.

"That's right, I know I won't be wrong."

Riley lay behind the rock and shot at the position where the second burning rod fell. His mouth kept making extremely excited and cursed scolding: "Su Hao is the sniper we need the most. You can fight whatever you want. I will help you make a box of bullets when you go back. Kill all these dirty dark bastards, and I will let them taste the consequences of sneak attacks. Come on, my dog ​​is already hungry, they will like to have fresh wolf meat for midnight snacks."

The werewolf approached faster than expected. They soon discovered Su Hao's advantage in range, and then quickly dispersed in the snow, using rocks and trees as cover. About three minutes later, Su Hao had just shot the ninth werewolf, and they had already rushed into the shooting position of the mercenary.

He Dong's sentry was surrounded by several rocks. A werewolf took advantage of his chance to change the magazine and rushed over, slapped at him with huge claws. He Dong had no time to complete the shooting of the gun, so he simply swung the butt stock and smashed it at the werewolf's head that was close at hand. After the impact, the werewolf's forehead immediately opened and blood flowed. A large piece of meat was torn off on He Dong's left shoulder, revealing the thick white bones.

The severe pain made him scream like a human voice. Su Hao didn't have time to think too much, let go of the target that had just been included in the scope, turned around and aimed at the werewolf who was about to bite He Dong and shot quickly. With a "pan" explosion, the werewolf's entire upper body was blown up, and the ferocious wolf head was tilted to one side, tilting weakly.

There are five dark creatures.

At this distance, the sniper rifle is no longer applicable. Su Hao threw down the gun, pulled out the hunting knife behind his back, and rushed towards the werewolf that was closest to him. The sharp blade looked extremely dazzling under the snow field and the fire, and at an extremely rapid speed, he twisted the werewolf's head in half. The terrifying face was twisted in pain, his claws were raised, but he had no strength to fall according to the predetermined trajectory, so he could only fall down and follow his uncontrolled body and twitched heavily on the snow.

Two werewolfs rushed towards Kenson at the same time. He raised his gun and shot one end, but the other one hit the chest head-on. The power was extremely powerful, as if it was crushing the metal crusher. Kenson heard a crisp sound of bone cracks coming from his chest, and the huge impact force pushed him into the woods. Kenson felt completely numb, but heard a painful scream from his mouth. He saw the werewolf opening his big mouth full of fangs and biting towards his neck.

Without the feeling of teeth piercing the skin, Su Hao ran straight towards this side like a crossbow arrow. He reached out in the air to grab the mane on the back of the werewolf and pulled it away from Kenson. When the wild white light of the hunting knife flashed in front of him, Kenson saw that the werewolf's entire skull was cut off. The huge and terrifying creature's eyes suddenly straightened, and his claws tightly hugged the head with brain splashing around, staggering back and forth on the snow, making a terrifying howl in his mouth. After nearly half a minute, he finally lost his balance and tripped by a rock that raised above the ground, and could no longer get up.

The calm in the cabin was completely broken.

Ho Dong and Kenson were moved in and placed near the fire and were also the warmest position. Despite this, they still felt very cold, their bodies kept twitching, and their teeth made a "de-de-" impact.

Vimol tore a first aid kit hard and wrapped the wound on He Dong's shoulder firmly with a bandage. Next to him, Riley also treated Kenson in the same way. In order to relieve the pain, everyone gave him another shot of analgesic. However, the situation did not relieve it, especially Kenson, who kept coughing, and a lot of mucus and blood flowed out of his mouth, mixed with broken internal organs and meat pieces.

"His entire chest was broken."

Vimol looked gloomy and looked at the pale Kenson with concern: "It should be that the broken ribs were inserted into the lungs. We can only undergo a simple bandage. To deal with such wounds, we must undergo an open chest surgery. Only by returning to town can we save his life."

Riley wiped sweat from his forehead, and He Dong's blood was wiped away with this movement. Lai used his strength to sniff, panting, and his voice was full of pain: "It will take at least one day to go from here to Konoha Town, and Kenson can't hold on for that long. I've seen such injuries, and both Lalvin and Jiang Chen died like this. They couldn't hold on for even two hours. The sled was too bumpy, and bone fragments would plunge into the heart, and he would only die faster."

Vimol was about the same age as Kenson. He did not answer, and his expression seemed confused and sad. Blood continued to seep out of Kenson's chest, and Vimol trembled and kept blocking it with cotton, and was soon soaked. Kenson's consciousness had become blurred and he kept murmuring cold. Vimol took off his coat and covered him.

All he could do is this. What Reilly said is the truth. Instead of being a slut on the road and letting Kenson suffer greater pain, it is better to let him stay here and gradually lose consciousness.

At least, there is fire here, it is very warm. There is nothing more luxurious for those who are about to die.

Su Hao's eyes kept staring at Riley and Vimol.

The relationship between mercenaries is very sincere and there is no slightest falsification.
Chapter completed!