The first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the cracks in the tent and formed a straight spot on the moisture-proof felt.
A group of forest birds with emerald green feathers flew out of the forest with a flutter. From a distance, they looked like a small sandstorm. According to Suldak, the meat of this kind of thief bird is very tender and can be used to eat.
Marinate it with pepper and salt, wrap it in a layer of flour and throw it into the oil pan to fry it until the outside is crispy and crispy.
It’s very troublesome to catch them, and you also need enough patience to handle these ingredients.
Ulysses was wearing a thick tarpaulin raincoat, his body covered with dew, yawning and sitting on a truck, holding a spear in his arms.
The emerald green grass leaves are covered with crystal water droplets.
After the boss Larkin knew that He Boqiang had good cooking skills, he put him in charge of breakfast.
There was still half a roast rabbit meat left last night, and He Boqiang planned to mix it with cereal and cook it into a pot of meat porridge.
The diet of the people of the Green Empire is very monotonous, including oatmeal, toasted wheat cakes, barbecue and a series of broths. Anyway, anything can be boiled into soup, and anything can be added to the soup pot. It is more like a pot of chowder, but usually
In the morning, I eat something simple, sometimes it’s oatmeal, and sometimes I just share a piece of wheat cake.
Since the last time he suffered a loss, Ulysses has become very honest. When he saw 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 camp, 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 your trouser legs wet, and wrapping it around your legs will make your legs wet.
People feel very uncomfortable.
The pots and stoves were placed outside the tent. He Boqiang took out some charcoal ash from the cold stove, took out a blowpipe from the side, and blew several times on the embers in the charcoal ash. Sparks flew out and ignited.
The grass next to it suddenly burst into flames.
Of course, it doesn't matter if there are no sparks in the stove. Larkin still has flint in his hand, which is also very convenient for starting a fire.
"Hi, Little Duck, 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. He kept trying to speak, but unfortunately he still hasn't mastered the key to speaking.
After Captain Sam approached, he patted He Boqiang on the shoulder and asked, "How are you doing at Larkin Caravan?"
He Boqiang nodded vigorously, indicating that everything was fine with the caravan.
Captain Sam smiled and said to He Boqiang: "It seems that Suldak has found a good job for you."
Suldak came up from behind and said to He Boqiang: "Our team is on duty today. We are going to the mountain road on the west side of the forest farm for routine inspection. The indigenous people in Handanar County have been uneasy recently.
We always try to set up roadblocks on that road, which has affected the transportation of supplies by our logistics department. We have carried out several joint encirclement and suppression campaigns with the brothers. Unfortunately, the natives always hide in the woods in advance because they are familiar with the terrain here.
, waiting for the infantry regiment to withdraw, they will also appear, like brown sugar, very annoying."
"In the end, there is no other way. The infantry regiment can only arrange for us to take turns patrolling the forest road." Suldak said helplessly. "These guys... don't even wait for me. I have to leave..."
"I hope my luck will be better this time on this mission..." Suldak, carrying a standard saber and square shield on his waist, and wearing chainmail, quickly chased after the second team.
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The 'good luck' in Suldak's words means that when the team enters the dense forest around the forest farm to perform tasks, they can encounter some rarely seen wild game in the forest.
Going west from this forest area, it won't take long to enter the Gandhar Mountains. Over there is a vast forest, which is the territory of Warcraft. It is a dangerous place that even the evil ghost army is unwilling to set foot on. Here at the forest farm
Large beasts often appear.
Last time, a small team under the Third Battalion of the 57th Regiment hunted a male wild boar in the woods. The tusks alone were more than one meter long. Almost all the soldiers of the Third Battalion ate wild boar meat. This matter has always been
Being talked about by those in the third brigade, the soldiers in other brigade were naturally very jealous, and everyone worked hard to hunt such a big guy in the woods.
The defense area where the 57th Regiment is stationed is located in a remote area, close to the Warcraft Forest. Usually there are few evil spirits here, but some natives of Handanar County who have been driven out of their homes by the evil spirits are always in this area.
Jumping up and down in the forest caused a lot of trouble to the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment.
The second team went out on duty this time to sweep away the indigenous people lurking near the forest road.
Of course, they didn't expect to catch the natives like tree monkeys all at once. They just hoped that such patrols would make the natives restrain themselves. Of course, the soldiers of the infantry regiment didn't mind giving those tree monkeys a lesson.
As the captain of the second team, Sam doesn't have so many ideas. He doesn't want to have so many adventures, because every adventure is equivalent to a danger.
Despite this, when the second team entered the forest to the west of the forest farm, just like the other teams, several ordinary soldiers had several wild beast clips hanging on 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 withdrew his gaze.
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He Boqiang squatted in front of the stall, holding a thick Roman sword in his hand.
At this moment, he had a feeling, as if 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 movement around the stall was noticed by him immediately.
aware of.
The curly-haired boy Gabby wanted to visit this temporary market, so He Boqiang looked after the stalls for him. Of course, he did not forget the boss Larkin’s instructions to use a piece of oilcloth to maintain the high-quality weapons in the warehouse. He held the Roman sword in his hand with all his strength.
He waved his hand, and a series of fighting skills seemed to be innate.
Larkin is still the same, you can't see him all day long. He is probably the most unreliable boss He Boqiang has ever seen. This small caravan does not look like a caravan. For three days in a row, the stall has been empty.
There was no opening, but... Gabby happily purchased a piece of black-striped magic skin from the warrior, and was praised by Larkin.
"How can I sell this dagger?"
He Boqiang pointed to the wooden board next to the dagger. The price of the dagger was clearly written on it:
‘Dagger price: thirty-five silver coins’
The words on the wooden board were written by Gabi, but the handwriting was crooked and a bit sloppy.
The man glanced at He Boqiang silently, picked up the dagger from the stall, 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 had no intention of letting go, the man didn't want to get too entangled, so he took out thirty-five silver coins from his purse and threw them to He Boqiang, then turned around 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.
By this time, it was already approaching noon.
From a distance, He Boqiang saw a voice covered in blood running out of the forest at the foot of the mountain in embarrassment.
He stood up straight suddenly. The soldier running from the forest over there was clearly the black boy Jie Longnan.