Terra Martial God and Merit System

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but what happened next soon confused everyone - an Ursus patrol appeared out of nowhere and surrounded them.

Chapter 202 In-depth Communication

This group of people is undoubtedly the official patrol team of Ursus.

They were wearing combat uniforms, masks, and holding weapons in their hands. They surrounded the team in an instant.

The wanderers had never seen such a scene before, and they collapsed to the ground out of fear. Some even started crying.

Kal'tsit was also on high alert at first, and even wanted to release Monter directly, but after careful observation, she found that these patrols looked strange.

First....their movements are very sloppy.

It doesn't look like an attack, but rather like a walk.

Although he was holding a weapon, he did not show any intention of attacking.

Robbery? Kelsey guessed.

It is possible.

The armies in this land are essentially violent organizations, and it is common for them to transform themselves into bandits and rob money.

Private soldiers are fine, they are well-fed and well-fed. The official army of a country relies entirely on taxes, and corruption is very serious. Basically, they are hungry one day and full the next. Not to mention a country like Ursus, which is full of nobles and cannot collect taxes at all.

If she could think of it, the wanderers around her could think of it too.

The leader of the vagrants immediately fell to his knees and wailed, "Please be merciful, we really have no money! We really don't have a penny left!"

"..." None of the Ursus soldiers around him paid any attention to him.

Seeing this, he became even more frightened.

In his opinion, the other party's silence might mean that he has a bigger plan.

"Thirty-five in total." One of the soldiers suddenly spoke.

"I counted thirty-five, too."

"I'm thirty-five too."

"Brother, look carefully. There are thirty-five people here, all refugees fleeing to Kamsk." A man who looked like an officer whispered.

Next to him stood a soldier wearing a slightly different uniform.

Compared with other Ursus soldiers, this soldier's uniform looks neater and cleaner, and his whole temperament is completely different. He does not have any bad qualities and looks like a righteous person.

"Indeed, there are thirty-five of them." He nodded slightly. "What do you want?"

"Three boxes of sugar cubes, ten packets of potato flour, and two cans of fruit," the officer said quickly—"and some cigarettes, if you will?"

“That’s a hot commodity.”

"Brother, we have so much business. I have let more than ten groups of people through in the past few days. Can you be flexible? We are all craving for cigarettes!"

"A carton of tobacco, but no canned fruit."

"make a deal!"

The two did not hold back on their conversation, and the wanderers who heard it were completely confused and at a loss for words.

Kal'tsit had a guess - Kamsik's army was colluding with the Ursus border patrol, and Kamsik was using bribery to help refugees cross the border.

only....

Why are they doing this?

Kal'tsit once again had doubts in her mind.

Generally speaking, rulers of any place are extremely hostile to refugees.

Now Kamsko is actually taking the initiative to accept refugees...even spending supplies to bribe the patrol team.

Doesn't this increase internal pressure?

And these patrols...

Kamsk has become a terrorist in Ursus. They are breaking the law by helping Kamsk.

Although it is possible that their military pay is not enough...but it shouldn't be that serious, right?

Could it be that the people above them have embezzled all the supplies that should have been given to them?

Kal'tsit's guess hit the nail on the head.

After Kamsko successfully occupied western Ursus, the surrounding nobles and official contacts quickly formed an army to block the "Kamsko terrorists".

This temporarily formed army consisted of all kinds of people: some were militia, some were private soldiers of local nobles, and some were troops directly under the government.

The local nobles naturally cared about their own private soldiers first. They were given priority in the supply of supplies. Others were naturally neglected.

The logistics officer first weakened the supplies a little, and when he saw that there were no consequences, he began to increase the efforts.

When the patrol team found that the supplies were reduced, they immediately went to look for people. As a result, the logistics officers used various excuses to prevaricate. They did not get the supplies they wanted.

Originally, they could only hold on. But then the Kamsko army on the other side sent someone to contact them.

As long as you turn a blind eye, free food will be delivered to you.

Under this temptation, many patrol teams got involved.

When the logistics officer found that no one was causing trouble, he continued to reduce supplies.

Originally these patrol teams had some bottom line, but after discovering that logistics had no bottom line, they had no choice but to cooperate with Kamsco in order to survive.

It's a vicious cycle, but no one in the army cares.

The logistics officers had to resell the supplies to the noble officers in the end. Since the benefits were in place, naturally no one would complain.

As for those low-level patrolmen, no one paid attention to their thoughts.

After discovering this situation, Helag became bolder and recently even placed his own soldiers in the patrol team. The business of the two front-line armies is becoming more and more prosperous.

Back to the present.

The soldier walked up to the wanderers and asked - "Who is in charge among you?"

"I...I!" The leader immediately raised his hand.

“Is anyone sick?”

"No."

"Are there enough supplies... enough food?"

"Enough! Enough!"

"You have a map?"

"Have."

He marked it on the map and said, "Go here, there is a reception point... When you get there, someone will tell you what to do."

"Oh, by the way, take this." He handed them a piece of paper.

"This is proof, don't lose it."

The leader of the wanderers was still confused until he saw the words on the paper.

"Are you from Kamsco?"

"Yes, sir," the soldier said gently, "Come on, and do as I say. You'll be able to have a good rest when you get there."

"Don't worry, there isn't much danger ahead."

"Oh...you are such nice people..."

After expressing their gratitude profusely, the Rangers said goodbye to this special patrol and continued on their way.

Kamsko's soldier recorded the result of the transaction in his notebook, but he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. He looked up and saw the patrol officer who had just spoken to him standing in front of him.

"Brother...I want to ask you something." He seemed a little embarrassed.

"Um...how are the soldiers in Kamsko treated?"

"good."

"Just tell me."

"Look at my face." The soldier looked up. "Look here."

He pointed to his face.

The officer could see his rosy cheeks and a slightly shiny forehead.

This was a greasy sheen, which he had rarely seen before, and had only seen on the faces of his superiors. Of course... there were also those pampered aristocratic masters.

"Okay... okay..." The officer swallowed, "I just want to ask... can our cooperation... go a little deeper?"

"How to go deeper?"

"It's just... uh... you know."

Chapter 203 Tenderness and Violence

The wanderers are back on the road.

Their morale instantly boosted a lot.

Kamsiko actually came all the way to pick us up, and he was on good terms with the patrol team.

This is really a good sign.

People were talking in low voices, describing the wonderful life they would have after arriving in Kamsk. After that, Kal'tsit was still in thought.

The other party does not seem to be what he imagined... a warlord who knows nothing. On the contrary... this Luo Chen seems to have other plots...

So, what exactly is it?

As it was getting dark today, they arrived at the location marked by the soldier.

There was a tent, and hot soup was boiling in the pot. Someone entertained them warmly.

Kal'tsit was observing everything here very carefully, but she didn't find anything wrong.

The reception staff seemed to be fine, and there was even a Kamsco team providing security.

The wanderer rested here for a night and finally had a good sleep with someone watching over him.

The next day, they said goodbye here and continued to head towards Kamsco along the new route.

Before leaving, the Kamsco soldiers in charge of guarding the reception point asked them to be careful about their surroundings.

"There are a lot of gangsters roaming the wilderness lately. It would be bad if we run into them." The soldier gave them a signal firework. "If you are attacked, light it immediately and call for support. The surrounding troops will try their best to get there."

The wanderers continued on their way.

The atmosphere this time was more relaxed than last time.

At least the continuous positive feedback made them realize that Kamsco was not a bad place.

There really is everything they desire.

Kal'tsit recorded everything she saw and heard.

Kamsko's soldier status was special, at least the most special she had ever seen.

Facing a group of Sarkaz soldiers, they didn't say anything bad, nor did they discriminate. They just handled the matter in a proper manner.

Not normal, so abnormal.

And their treatment...is not like what other countries can offer.

The soldiers ate their meals together. There was meat and it was enough to fill them up. This was very rare in this chaotic world.

Kal'tsit was taking notes during the break when her ears suddenly moved.

She looked into the distance warily, then lay down.