"Why choose me?"

Andrew looked at Dali Wenluo, who was sitting in front of him and having dinner. He and Dali Wenluo were assigned to a military tent, and just now, the other party conveyed an order to him, and he was selected for tomorrow's assault.

squad.

The mortality rate of this team is very high.

"Are you scared?"

Dali Wenluo scooped up the lake with a spoon and put it into his mouth, with a relaxed expression and even some enjoyment.

When I was a child, I was hungry. When I went to tell my mother that I was hungry, I was greeted by her mother’s disgusted eyes. By the way, I said:

"You know how to be hungry, why don't you know how to die?"

He learned to cook by himself at a very young age without anyone teaching him. Complex food was broken into a lake shape to make it easier to cook.

Eating these in the military camp now is a bit like recalling his childhood. Yes, his childhood can also be recalled, because he has personally strangled his mother who is still a trace of his life.

"I'm not afraid, I just want to know if this was specially arranged by the legion commander?"

Andrew knew that his roommate's identity was not simple. The interaction between him and Battalion Commander Ventura, the fact that he was able to go to the Army Commander's tent for a meeting...all these showed that he was one of Army Commander Karen's.

Dalwinro smiled and said: "Andrew, the world is very big. It may revolve around some people, but it will never revolve around you. Who do you think you are?"

It wasn't a sarcastic tone, it was just a simple statement, but the blow was even more severe.

After finishing one portion of the meal, Daliwinro felt that it was not enough, so he brought Andrew's portion in front of him and began to eat the other person's portion.

As a roommate, I have no shortage of delicious food. Many people in the army bring things with them in their luggage when they come. In terms of logistics, they will also send letters and packages. In addition, when setting up camp, they can communicate with those from the Desert God Cult and even the local people.

People are exchanged for some food...

A person with good skills can live a happy life even in a military camp.

Andrew has no skills, but he has two female partners. Those two female partners can receive many gifts from men in the archery camp and the formation camp, and they will bring them to Andrew to share.

Of course, it was not without reason that these two female companions were so kind to him. Darliwin Roe heard his roommate say that his team was trapped in a desperate situation when performing a mission in the open space.

He gave them all the food. If the rescue had not been timely, he would have starved to death.

"real?"

Andrew was still a little confused.

"Um."

"Then why did you choose me?"

"Because I think if the mission fails, our tent can be emptied directly, and it will be quite troublesome for you to find roommates."

"Hehehe..." Andrew laughed, "I like this for a very good reason."

After finishing eating, Daliwin Luo picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Get ready, you can go say goodbye to your former teammates."

"I won't go." Andrew shook his head, "If you die, you will die. There is no need to say goodbye. We have all experienced these things."

"Then go to bed early and recuperate."

"One thing, I want to ask you, what is your relationship with the legion commander?"

"I am his follower and I believe in him."

"I admit that after getting to know him over this period of time, he does have a very charming personality and can indeed attract..."

"Are you sure you know him?"

"I……"

"I appreciate the sharp edges you sometimes show. Although you often appear stupid and arrogant, I can still smell the vitality of life in it.

But don’t try to describe the legion commander in front of me in any way other than with praise, and don’t try to interpret him with your underdeveloped brain and immature perspective.

Because the distance between you and him far exceeds the distance between the legion commander and the shield soldier."

Andrew stubbornly said: "It is written in "Symmetra": Under order, everyone is equal."

Darylwinro rolled his eyes and said something that Andrew didn't understand:

"That's right, it's the lower part."

…

The next morning, the military camp once again showed an orderly and busy state. The purely defensive military formation composed of shield soldiers, priests and formation mages slowly moved out again. Everything seemed to be reappearing yesterday.

Dalywinro raised his head and looked at the falcon knights in the sky and the skull dragon in the center of the falcon knights.

I still remember that last time in this desert, I was the one who was chasing him. Now, he has led an army back here, and I have become his subordinate.

Dali Wenluo doesn't believe in any so-called fate. It's just that most people will only struggle in the sea and eventually drown. A few people can find a scorched rock to climb and fix, but there are only a few people who can survive the waves.

Ignore the waves and walk on the waves.

"what's on your mind?"

Mrs. Gandillo's voice came from behind.

Dali Wenluo turned around, glanced at her, and said, "I didn't think about anything, I was just in a daze."

Mrs. Gandillo said: "Everyone is ready."

Dalywinro swept behind him. Including Andrew, there were 10 commandos. Each of them had a powerful scroll tied to their body. If necessary, they would need to actively sacrifice themselves to create conditions for their companions to complete the mission.

"Thank you for choosing me," Mrs. Gandillo said.

"You misunderstood, I just think you are suitable, there is no other meaning."

"But I really need this opportunity, otherwise, my situation will be really embarrassing."

"take it easy."

Dali Wenluo comforted her, after all, they were both in the coffin.

Mrs. Gandillo sneered and said: "It's my own problem, haha."

She signed the letter of intent early in the morning, but has yet to come to join, forcing herself to go from being a venture capitalist to being a high achiever.

Especially in the end, she didn't understand the situation clearly until Karen asked someone to tell her: If you don't come, don't come.

Only then did she come out of the undersea tomb in a shabby state and arrived at Allen Manor.

And Karen didn't deliberately act magnanimous. On the contrary, he showed his dissatisfaction with himself on his face.

Mrs. Gandillo didn't complain at all about this, and she didn't dare to complain. She could only say that she had made such a good situation herself.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!

!”

The ground shook and the volleys of magic crystal cannons began again.

On the Bone Dragon, Karen looked at Neo who was standing beside him and asked: "Still 12 rounds?"

Neo responded: "Of course, we can formulate a rule in the future and call it [Karen Silva's Ammo Amount]."

"I communicated with Miguel yesterday."

"Not the whip bearer?"

"How could the whip bearer directly interfere with the frontline commander?"

"Haha, what did you say to that secretary?"

"We used some exaggerated rhetoric to describe the enemy in front of us and the situation we faced."

"It's an old routine, let's set the stage first, right?"

"It's not because of this. I just hope that the whip holder can think of me as 'mediocre and obedient'. I don't want him to see that I am actively seeking to expand the results and compare with other brother troops. This will give the whip holder a feeling of being out of control."

."

"Oh, I understand." Neo nodded, "You are really good at manipulating people's hearts, but there are some things that cannot be hidden. Now that you are in this position, you definitely want to think about the overall situation.

Make as much contribution as possible to order in this war."

"It would be nice to win more battles. Our people will get used to it, the whip holders will get used to it, and the whip of order will get used to it. If you can get a title of 'good at fighting', then even the whip holder will get used to it.

Can’t take it off.”

"Karen, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger."

"It's not just to give Lord Rasma a surprise."

The 12 rounds of fireworks have been set off.

The military formation began to advance.

Karen observed the situation below and said: "It's much calmer than yesterday."

"This is inevitable. The quality of the soldiers lies here, and commanders at all levels must follow my previous requirements. After every battle, they must start from the lowest combat team to learn and summarize experiences and lessons, and finally report them."

"Well, I received a lot of them last night, and I saw them in the middle of the night; this can be regarded as learning war in war, and it is also the purpose of the high priest's decision to intervene in the desert war."

"Tsk, Karen, you know how to write reports."
To be continued...