Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

"We have snipers and system-learned calibrated personnel for long-range spell attacks in our team."

Shield Blade solemnly glanced at Sarkaz in the rest room.

Although these armored Sarkaz are also equipped with heavy shooting weapons, they feel that they are obviously more suitable for old-fashioned conflicts.

"The ammunition spent is better to have a few drinks with our soldiers, let me do it."

Lin Yao clapped her hands and got up.

"Sorry, we are not allowed to drink alcohol or food that may affect judgment during the mission."

"Then pay to watch us drink."

"That's fine."

After confirming through the intercom and the person driving the ship that there was no need to slow down or stop, the group came to the fence on the front outer side of the ship.

Through the eyes of the scavengers, the forest demon continued to observe the thugs who were eager to fight.

In this land, it is impossible for Sarkaz mercenaries to attack them.

There are a lot of hidden stakes of the Tower of Babel active among the mercenaries here, and they will let the mercenaries know which targets are untouchable.

The scavenger crows stared at the group of Originium worms controlled by the warlock, with a striking red light in their eyes.

The eyes of the high-energy stone worms lit up with the same red light one by one.

The high-energy stoneworms ignored the Warlock's instructions and approached the stupid thugs.

"Boom boom boom!"

The carapace and acid splashed out by the Originium worms gave the thugs a good baptism.

The remaining thugs fled in all directions and left here.

"It's over, I controlled those Originium worms to blow themselves up and blow them up."

This simple ending made Shield Blade click his tongue after confirming the result through the sniper.

"At such a long distance, are these crows still your medium for casting spells?"

Vajvan women get chills down their spines, it's scary okay.

Warlocks and their spell-casting units can't be too far apart, and the distance just now, and the crows that can be squeezed out easily, can easily usurp the control of the origin stone worm.

How could such an existence be just sent for an escort mission!

Lin Yao, who sensed Shield Blade's emotions, felt quite happy.

"Remember to ask for wine."

Lin Yao, who left Shield Blade alone, went back to the rest room and took out the terminal to see something nice.

"Wait, isn't there a LAN installed on this ship?"

A Safra was stopped by him and asked.

"This is just a transport ship, there is no need to install a network!"

Safra replied after a short moment of stupefaction, and the exposed skin slowly changed color.

"Okay, it's a pity."

The forest demon shook his head, and that Safra quickly left here with the same color as the wall against the wall.

"Did they think that the blackness under the hood was more terrifying than a skull?"

The forest demon reached into the shadows to caress the jaw.

Lin Yao, who returned to the rest room, watched the Sarkaz and the others play poker according to the rules of Fighting the Landlord.

Cheap entertainment is quite popular with the Sarkaz.

From time to time, Sarkaz, who was patrolling the guard, replaced him and took over the replacement's card and continued to patrol the guard.

The people at Black Steel always close their eyes and meditate solemnly during breaks.

Occasionally passing by would be curious about what the Sarkaz are playing, but more people are not at all curious about the Sarkaz game.

There are not many infected people in Black Steel's team, and even if there are, those infected are mild infections that are difficult to detect.

Their defense work has been very good.

A few people who particularly disliked the infected or Sakaz would not be rude and chose to ignore them or not approach them.

To put it simply, their mission is still the priority, and they just regard the Sarkaz as simple companions.

"It has to be said that Black Steel International still has strict control over its subordinates."

Lin Yao and Ms. Outcast sighed.

"This has something to do with the establishment of the headquarters of Blacksteel International in Colombia. Colombia advertises that everything can be obtained with their own hands, including the infected, and they have indeed done it."

Outcast reflected on the intelligence gathered by the Tower of Babel and Colombia's international impression.

"Infected people can gain status there, and even go to school, although many more infected people can only leave with nothing after giving their all."

A Sarkaz chimed in.

"Soldier, are you from Colombia?"

"Yes, Your Highness, I am the kind of infected person who went to school to study, although I couldn't graduate because of poor grades and went to a factory."

Sarkaz scratched his head, feeling a little sad.

"What subject did you fail?"

"I passed, but the school kicked me out because of my poor grades."

He sighed faintly, he didn't need any serious reason to drive away a Sarkaz.

"Why do you want to go back to Kazdel even though you have taken root outside?"

The forest demon has always been curious about those Sarkaz living in other countries.

"In terms of the factory, with our Sarkaz's physical strength, we can work a few more jobs to make ends meet. But I met a team of Sarkaz mercenaries and came back after being fooled by them."

"They said I'm not like a Sarkaz, I asked how to be like a Sarkaz, and they said just keep up with them."

The Sarkaz warrior in front of him smiled awkwardly.

"That's right, the Sarkaz recruited from outside is much easier to take. They are as easy to fool as Lengtouqing."

A Sarkaz, apparently a former mercenary, yelled.

"The wine you asked for was found from my subordinates."

Shield Blade walked in and placed three wine bottles on the table. Behind him was a dejected young Vaifan.

"Brewery in Columbia?"

Lin Yao casually picked up a bottle and looked at the label on it.

"The brewery built in the countryside, the entire tribe is hired to guard, and the reward is that there is endless beer."

The dejected Vaifan said in frustration.

"Let's all share a drink. I have a cup here."

The forest demon greeted the Sarkaz, while the shield blade accompanied the Heigan in the rest room and watched them drink.

Chapter 183 The Puppet

Chapter 183 The Puppet

It is definitely not enough to divide a large ticket of Sarkaz into three bottles of wine.

The forest demon simply mixed the honey and wine from the dew grass and distributed them to the Sarkaz in small cups.

Some were also left for those Sakaz who were at their posts.

"Praise His Royal Highness Lin Yao!"

The effect of sweet nectar paired with wine is really good.

"Sister, are you not hungry at all?"

Young Vaifan said softly as his wine was taken away.

Although the eldest sister still gave him the money for the wine very generously, he still wanted the wine more out of the wine and the money for the wine.

"Not hungry,"

Shield Blade retorted firmly.

"If you don't want to drink, would you like some nectar?"

Lin Yao felt that it was not good for them to look at them all the time, and some of the young people were really greedy.

The scented nectar suddenly becomes more attractive than the wine.

"Sister, I think this group of demons...Sarkaz is very good, but it's not good to refuse the drink."

"Go if you want. With Vayifan's physique, poisoning will take some time."

The shield blade let go, she didn't think there was any need for these Sarkaz to poison them to death.

"Hmm~"

Several young Heigang personnel drank some nectar from their own containers and praised him again and again.

"Go ahead and have a good relationship with them."

The relationship is mutual. Although Kazdel lacks the market of Black Steel International, the intelligence network in the hands of these Sarkaz may not be bad.

Shieldblade nodded to Outcast's good-natured smile.

The angel was helping the Sarkaz build a relationship with them, but she still didn't understand why a Sakota could get along so well in the Sarkaz.

She had seen the reaction of other Sakotas with Sarkaz, and the angel would always want to raise the gun and point it at Sarkaz's head.

This land ship is advancing towards the dragon gate.

The Sarkaz camped out in the Badlands watched the ship go about its business.

"Ram Billiton's ship, Kazdel doesn't have a route to move the ship."

The Sarkaz youth carefully wiped the gun in his hand.

He had just hired someone to weld a bayonet on this gun with Originium skills.

"Don't think about W, that's not our goal, the lord is on the ship."

Ines looked at the scavengers in the sky and said.

"Any good lists lately, Ines."

"The underground informant has a newer assassination target, Baron Kenn of Rim Billiton. The employer should be a Victorian, an old-fashioned order."

"I don't accept this, old-fashioned orders are always prone to problems, let alone Victorians."

The old-fashioned order only tells you the name of an assassination, which may even be a pseudonym, and only after receiving it can you know the complete information of the mission.

If you find that the task is wrong and unwilling to do it after receiving it, the target of this entrustment will become the person who accepts the task. The Victorians are happy to fool the Sarkaz and watch them kill each other.

After moving the ship for several days.

"Long time no see, Lucian."

The shadow of the forest demon stood up from the shadow and peeked through the darkened ship corridor.

Mo Jing's hand instantly grasped the knife behind his back, but he saw Lin Yao hesitantly let go of the knife, but then he held it tighter again.

"Long time no see, Your Excellency Lin Yao."

A figure dressed as a bounty hunter walked out of the shadows with a dry voice.

"Why didn't you come to the Tower of Babel and come to me now?"

The forest demon was very curious about why the puppet appeared here.

"It took me a long time to clear some of the troupe's anchors and stakes in reality. From Victoria to Letania, he will catch up with me. I have a feeling that everything in the troupe seems like a dream."

"How is Twilight?"

"The anchors and stakes of the troupe were chasing him and me, and he thought I was also chasing his anchors and stakes. In the end, I was chasing those anchors and stakes."

The puppet's voice was dry and steady, but it had the magic power that made people want to listen.