Chapter 8 7. Misfortune

The first ray of sunlight in the morning formed a straight light spot on the moisture-proof felt through the gap of the tent.

A group of forest birds with emerald green feathers flew out of the forest 'flapping and fluttering', which looked like a small-scale sandstorm from a distance. The pepper and salt are marinated, wrapped in a layer of flour and thrown into the oil pan, the outside can be fried crispy and crispy.

It is very troublesome to catch, and it takes enough patience to handle these ingredients.

Ulysses, wearing a thick tarpaulin raincoat and covered in dew, was sitting on a truck, yawning, holding a spear in his arms.

The emerald green grass leaves are covered with crystal water droplets.

After knowing that He Boqiang still has good cooking skills, the boss Lajin asked him to be in charge of breakfast.

There was still half a roasted rabbit left last night, and He Boqiang planned to mix it with oatmeal and cook it into a pot of meat porridge.

The diet of the people of the Green Empire is very monotonous, with oatmeal porridge, baked oatmeal, barbecue and a series of broths. Anyway, anything can be boiled into soup, and everything can be added to the soup pot. It is more like a pot of stew, but usually The morning meal is relatively simple, sometimes it is oatmeal porridge, and sometimes it is simply a piece of oatmeal cake.

Since the last loss, Ulysses has become very honest. Seeing He Boqiang crawling out of the tent, he carried a wooden bucket to the river to fetch water.

The small river at the foot of the forest farm is not far from the campsite, but the road is not easy to walk, especially in the morning when the grass is full of dew, walking through the grass will make people's trouser legs wet, and wrapping them around the legs will make people feel uncomfortable. People feel very uncomfortable.

The pots and stoves were all placed outside the tent. He Boqiang pulled out some carbon ash from the cold stove, took out a blowpipe from the side, and blew a few times on the embers in the carbon ash. Sparks flew out and ignited the fire. The flames of Cao Rong next to him 'suddenly' sprang up.

Of course, it didn't matter if there was no spark in the stove. Larkin still had flint in his hand, and it was very convenient to start the fire.

"Hey, little Duck, good morning!" Captain Sam came from the camp with all the members of the second team, and greeted He Boqiang from a distance.

He Boqiang stood up, and he kept trying to speak, but unfortunately he still has not mastered the essentials of speaking.

After Captain Sam approached, he patted He Boqiang on the shoulder and asked, "How are you doing with the Larkin caravan?"

He Boqiang nodded vigorously, indicating that everything is fine with the caravan.

Captain Sam smiled and said to He Boqiang: "It seems that Suldak has found you a good job."

Suldak came up from behind and said to He Boqiang: "Our team is on duty today. We went to the valley on the west side of the forest farm for routine inspections. The aborigines in Handanaer County are not peaceful recently. Always trying to set up roadblocks on that road has already affected the transportation of supplies by our logistics department. We have carried out joint encirclement and suppression with the Brotherhood several times. It is a pity that those natives always hide in the woods in advance because they are familiar with the terrain here. , Waiting for the infantry regiment to withdraw, they also popped up, like brown sugar, very annoying."

"In the end, there was no other way. The infantry regiment could only arrange for us to take turns patrolling the forest road." Suldak said helplessly. "These guys... don't wait for me, I have to go..."

"I hope you will have better luck in this mission..." Suldak, with a standard saber and square shield on his waist, and chain mail, quickly chased after the second team.

...

The "good luck" in Suldak's mouth refers to the fact that the team enters the dense forest around the forest farm to perform tasks, and they can meet some rare game in the forest.

Going west from this forest area, it won't take long to enter the Gandar Er Mountains. There is a vast forest over there, which is the territory of monsters. It is a dangerous place that even the evil spirits are unwilling to set foot. There are also frequent sightings of large beasts.

Last time, a team under the 3rd Brigade of the 57th Regiment hunted a male wild boar in the woods. The tusks alone were more than a meter long. Being talked about by those in the third brigade, the soldiers of other brigades were naturally very jealous. Everyone worked hard and wanted to hunt such a big guy in the woods.

The defense area where the 57th Regiment is stationed is located in a remote area, which is close to the forest of monsters. Usually there are few evil spirits here, but some Handanal County natives who were driven out of their homes by the evil spirits are always in the area. Jumping up and down in the woodland caused a lot of trouble for the fifty-seven heavy armored infantry regiment.

The second team went out on duty this time to wipe out the aboriginals lurking near Lindao.

Of course, they didn't expect to catch those natives who were like tree monkeys at once. They only hoped that such patrols would calm down the group of natives. Of course, the soldiers of the infantry regiment didn't mind teaching those tree monkeys a lesson.

As the captain of the second team, Sam didn't think so much. He didn't want to have so many adventures, because each adventure was equivalent to a danger.

Even so, the second team entered the woodland to the west of the forest farm, just like other teams, several ordinary soldiers had a few beast clips hanging around their waists.

It wasn't until the members of the second team disappeared into the woods at the foot of the mountain that He Boqiang looked away.

...

He Boqiang squatted in front of the stall, holding a thick Roman sword in his hand.

At this moment, he had a feeling that the Roman sword in his hand was an extension of his arm. He was immersed in this subtle atmosphere, and his perception became extremely sharp. Every little change around the stall was immediately noticed by him. Noticed.

The curly-haired boy Gabi wanted to take a stroll in this temporary market, so He Boqiang took care of the stall for him. Of course, he did not forget the boss Larkin's order to maintain the high-quality weapons in the warehouse with a piece of oilcloth. He held the Roman sword firmly in the With a wave of his hand, a series of fighting skills seemed to be innate.

Lakin was still the same, and he was not seen all day long. He may be the most unreliable boss He Boqiang has ever seen. This small caravan is not what a caravan should be. It hasn't been opened, but... Gabi happily bought a black-striped magic skin from the soldier, and was praised by Lakin.

"How do you sell this dagger?"

He Boqiang pointed to the wooden board next to the dagger, on which the price of the dagger was clearly written:

'Dagger selling price: thirty-five silver coins'

The writing on the wooden board was written by Gabi, but the handwriting was crooked and a bit scribbled.

The man looked at He Boqiang silently, picked up the dagger from the booth, put his thumb on the edge of the dagger and scratched it, feeling the sharpness of the dagger.

"Can it be cheaper?" The man asked again, and He Boqiang shook his head.

Seeing that He Boqiang didn't want to let go at all, the man didn't want to get too entangled, and directly took out thirty-five silver coins from his purse and threw it to He Boqiang, then turned and left with the dagger.

When the curly-haired boy Gabi came back from the street, he was surprised to find that He Boqiang had sold two daggers and a Roman sword in just half a day.

At this time, it was almost noon.

From a distance, He Boqiang saw a voice covered in blood running out of the woodland at the foot of the mountain in embarrassment.

He straightened up abruptly, and the soldier running from the woodland over there was clearly the black boy Jielongnan.