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15 people were killed, three seriously injured, three missing, and 15 people remained in the group. This was the casualties of a small mercenary group in the first offensive and defensive battle in Victoria Harbor. Perhaps in the eyes of those senior officials, these were just numbers, but in the mercenary group that had lived and died for several years, there were indeed many brothers who fell on this land.

Even though Rhodes, after the two memories merged with each other, could not feel the feeling of the brothers who had been together for a long time, because they had the same experience in their previous life, the cold man was a little depressed. He took the soldier's nameplate and silently waited for the brothers below to recover almost before slowly speaking: "Brothers, go home!" Then he solemnly put the soldier's nameplate into an exquisite box, preparing to be buried specifically in the camp cemetery.

‘Bang!’ He stood attentively and saluted, watching Rhode walk towards the off-road vehicle in the front of the convoy before he rectified his weapons and got on the car.

The Silver Wolf Mercenary Group has a good reputation in Africa, so after the convoy drove out of the battlefield with a complete MS, the rest of the mercenary group had no idea except for envying it. So everyone stayed out for a night and drove to the camp 200 kilometers away at noon the next day.

This is a building on a desertified grassland. It used to be a military base in a certain country in Central Africa. However, after the turmoil in Africa, it was occupied by various mercenaries. Finally, a year ago, the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group "invited" the former owner of the base to hell and occupied this excellent military base itself.

The ground part of the base is just a three-story ordinary building. There is a small helicopter airport in front of the building, surrounded by a barbed wire. However, what even the Earth United Army didn't know is that the underground part of the base has a total of 5 underground structures. Each floor has a vast space that can serve as a heavy equipment warehouse. The two large elevators ensure the transportation of heavy equipment.

In other words, the ground part is just a matter-handling agency of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group, and the underground is the real lifeline.

Since informed of the news of returning from the mission in advance, the convoy had just arrived. Everyone saw that the road from the gate to the three-story building in the center was full of comrades. Since the "Silver Wolf" belongs to the type of mission three-squad, there were nearly a hundred soldiers left behind in the base.

"Welcome home, brothers." The convoy drove to the simple post at the door and stopped. The sentry at the door immediately stood attentively and saluted, and then the other soldiers in the post surrounded and handed over fresh water.

This is the tradition of the mercenary group, and it also brings some warmth and dusty smell. A group of people are teasing each other in a strong "male tone" language, full of a casual smell.

Rhode jumped off the jeep in front of him, looked up and stared at the roaring wolf-head pattern next to the outpost. This was his territory, a large mercenary group with 200 subordinates. There was no corrupt atmosphere like the Earth Army, nor did there be extreme ethnic elements such as the Blue Cosmos, and there were only a group of passionate men who did not distinguish between natural persons and coordinators.

"Hey, you idiots don't make a fuss. You guys parked the car for me, and told those mechanics to get out and debug this MS!" Rhode cursed with a grim smile on his lips. He didn't need literary words to deal with these bloodthirsty men. His two-life mercenary experience could allow him to speak orders freely.

"Oh, our regiment commander also got a big guy!!" The group of sentries didn't care at all when they were scolded. Perhaps one day when their captain stopped scolding them, these guys would feel that the disaster was coming.

These guys had long noticed the big guy loaded on the heavy trailer in the middle of the convoy, but since it was a spoil, the group of people had to take a look. If they broke this treasure, their captain would not be able to spare them.

Rhode cursed with a stern face, took the passenger seat and let the convoy enter the base.

A series of heavy cars parked in front of the slightly dilapidated command building. Rhode walked to the steel gate about 10 meters high, and used his ID card to swipe the password next to him. After entering the password, the domineering garage door, which was about one meter thick, slowly opened. The convoy behind slowly drove in and stopped in the parking garage that reached more than a thousand square meters. The mechanics and medical soldiers who had already been waiting for it rushed forward to start their work.

This parking garage can be said to be a weapon museum, from honest tanks from the A.D era decades ago to new armored vehicles that can be traded on the black market today. Even those of the grandfather's generation are still extremely powerful as long as they are used.

Rhode no longer has to worry about the next thing. He walked to the glasses man in charge of logistics and said, "The next thing is to you, the 'Doctor', to renovate the MS, and find something from the warehouse to see if it can be matched."

"Doctor" is a man with blond curly hair. He originally worked in a research institute in Atlantic Republic, but this bastard sold a lot of Atlantic Republic's technological information for money, which caused the CIA to hunt him down for several years.

That's it here, either soldiers who sell their lives for money or criminals who commit shameful things.

"It's okay, but why did you do this big guy? We natural people can't drive this thing." The doctor backed up and pushed his eyes and patted MS's cold armor.

"Listen, there is no way to do it, only unexpected, do you understand? When there are such steel monsters everywhere in the future, you can't let me take my brothers with assault rifles to deal with it! And, please believe in my ability. Natural persons and adjusters do the same in matters like killing and war." Rhode's face was cold. For a thug like him, he never felt that ZAFT was full of teenage children.

"I understand." The doctor knew that his regiment commander was not easy to mess with when he was serious, and the adjusters under the man who died in front of him were enough to line up. Anti-tank mines + heavy rocket launchers, this guy also had considerable experience in dealing with MS.

Rhode looked at the other party, took a few steps and turned around as if he was remembering something, saying, "By the way, bury these brothers and let them stay with their former brothers." Rhode took out a large handful of blood-stained soldiers' nameplate from his arms and said, "This is the destination of war animals. The dead will be eternal in the cemetery behind the base, while the survivors ignore death and wait for the day they are buried. Take Rhode as an example, he is already the 20th leader of the mercenary group that has been founded for decades.

The doctor nodded briefly. It was not the first time that he buried his comrades in taking care of his funeral. Of course, this would never be the last time. He took a large string of nameplates and walked away indifferently.

After completing this, Rhodes grabbed a medical soldier and explained a few more words. The latter nodded and immediately sent the unconscious ZAFT prisoner to the medical room. This prisoner is very useful. The problem of MS driving must depend on this woman. Of course, the question of whether the latter is in harmony or not was directly ignored. Anyway, the mercenary's methods are indeed a little underused when used by this teenage girl.

After explaining everything, Rhode left the garage. He was about to take a hot bath and call all the officers in charge for a short meeting. He had already predicted that the war between the earth and the outer space colonies would continue for a long time, and the war was undoubtedly the favorite food farm for war animals.

This is how mercenaries are. As long as there is war, they can survive forever. There is no hypocrite-like morality in this world, nor does it have the justice mentioned by ZAFT, just to survive in this war.

After taking a shower, Rhodes connected the communicator to the command center of the base and said, "The brothers who were notified to gather all the meetings to be held. You are not allowed to be late or out of here under any excuses, otherwise I will ask him to march 40 kilometers in the desert at night."

"Yes." The correspondent quickly replied.
Chapter completed!