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墨書 Inktalez
Date: October 7th
"Well, it seems the training progress is quite good. The number of people remaining is more than I expected. Their nutrition must keep up; that's the most basic requirement," Yang Xiaoyou said to the row of instructors in front of him.
The air near the ground was distorted by the intense heat, making the land feel like a steamer, and everyone present was soaked in sweat.
The eleven individuals he had brought on the helicopter were all key members who would follow him on this mission. Meanwhile, Mo Wenfu had already taken a group of excellent trainees across the Mediterranean coast on a boat, having been transported by this helicopter.
With the intelligence in place, Mo Wenfu's talent and that pack of fierce fellows would have no problem dealing with about half of the enemy's combat effectiveness.
In contrast, his side faced Gustav's nearly overwhelming combat power, and the difficulty of potentially encountering allied warlords opposing them was significantly greater.
"Hank's fellows are indeed quite formidable. Without utilizing acceleration and keeping Limit Release below 60%, relying solely on my physical strength would still fall short," Yang Xiaoyou continued as he used medicine obtained from Feng Lin to treat his still-healing left arm in a rather simple room. He sighed in relief; that final strike against Hank had exacerbated the burden on his already injured left hand.
For an ordinary person, such injuries sustained during the battle against ** would likely have rendered their arm useless. However, thanks to his unique constitution and the medicinal treatment, being able to engage in practical combat now was already quite remarkable.
The only information he received from Hank was a rough timeline. Now that he had arrived, he needed to gather intelligence and probe further. Undermining the enemy's confidence was essential, but overconfidence could lead to tragedy; strategically underestimating opponents while tactically respecting them was crucial.
He had already arranged for Fein, that big boy, to lead a team over there. Although Fein was younger than him now, due to his living environment and after undergoing targeted training over this period, his latent abilities had begun to emerge.
Perhaps his physical fitness and fundamentals were among the weakest of the elites, but his skills in evasion, stealth, and reconnaissance were already quite impressive.
This rare opportunity was also a test of his results. Because of his age and potential for development, with Yang Xiaoyou's specially tailored plan, he was indeed one of the fellows with the greatest potential for the future.
"Ben, Noah, you two come with me. Um, also call another trainee familiar with the nearby environment," Yang Xiaoyou said as he rubbed in the medicine to allow his arm to absorb it before stepping out of the simple room and calling out to Ben and Noah outside.
“Remember Boss, Fein hasn’t sent any news yet. Why are we going? Are you worried about him?” Noah said casually to Yang Xiaoyou.
This training camp, converted from a warehouse, had no air conditioning, and the temperature was terrifyingly high. However, everyone present was there for training, and this kind of heat was just another part of endurance training. For Yang Xiaoyou, who could self-regulate his body temperature, it was nothing to worry about.
At that moment, his body resembled a cold-blooded creature more than a warm-blooded one. After adjusting his body temperature, the external heat merely compensated for the energy he was expending; instead, it was Consumption that felt the strain.
“Do you think Boss thinks like you? There must be other matters at hand,” Ben, who had become familiar with Noah and the others, rolled his eyes in response.
When he first brought his team in, he felt somewhat out of place. However, as Boss Blazing Kirin recruited some unassuming fellows who then exploded with potential, he completely changed his mind.
Initially, when they joined, his team was definitely a frontline combat force. But gradually, they were completely overshadowed. Now, aside from himself being able to barely keep up with those fellows, the second-in-command Hoss could only play a supporting role.
Fortunately, since he joined early on, his treatment wasn’t too different from the others.
Looking at Ben as he spoke, Yang Xiaoyou felt that bringing him in was indeed a correct choice. Not only did he fill the combat gap when their bloodlines hadn’t matured yet, but Ben’s Sniper skills turned out to be unexpectedly impressive. The group of monsters he had recruited managed to keep up with the training methods he provided without falling behind; that was already quite remarkable.
“What I’m more interested in is their supply channel. Once we complete our objectives here, we should arrange for Hideyoshi to contact the suppliers before anyone else knows about it. Although it may not necessarily succeed, the chances are better than others. As for the supply channel, I’m more optimistic about another warlord,” Yang Xiaoyou said mysteriously as he adjusted his helmet.
On a broken road winding through the Gobi Desert, a desert off-road vehicle sped along.
“Boss, General Maximi has always been quite conventional in guarding his territory and shows no intention of engaging in battles with other warlords; he only passively defends. How much can such a fellow take from us?” Ben said from inside the vehicle.
He had always followed Nobunaga Hideyoshi in business dealings and knew much more about these Aspects than Noah did.
"Before, I couldn't eat much, but now I should have started stockpiling supplies. Whatever we have, he should be able to consume that much. Of course, I first need to gain his trust," Yang Xiaoyou said, gazing at the monotonous scenery outside with a somewhat distracted tone.
Although it was aided by the behind-the-scenes power of France, Maximi's own capabilities could not be overlooked. To secure this order, it was not just about gaining the other party's trust; one must also demonstrate a certain level of strength.
If they could successfully complete the transaction, it was conservatively estimated that they could earn millions of One Million Dollars in profit each year. The payment would primarily be made in diamonds and gold, allowing for additional earnings after the deal.
If negotiations with Gustav's supplier were successful, acquiring channels for surplus second-hand tanks and light helicopters could further increase profits.
Among the goods Yang Xiaoyou had on hand, the flagship item was a Soviet Union shoulder-fired multi-purpose missile. However, this was obtained through unconventional means; it was an inconspicuous yet highly practical weapon. He had managed to acquire it by leveraging the weaknesses of a military supply officer who had gradually become compromised.
If the land approval came through, he planned to bring over an entire Production Line. If he wanted to make significant strides in Arms, the military systems of the economically collapsing nations of the British Empire and Soviet Republic were truly the Big Head.
However, for now, due to his limited resources, he could only start with smaller items.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou continued to ponder some planning details, a gunshot rang out. A few black soldiers armed with the most common AK-47s in Africa appeared on the road ahead. Their gestures indicated that they wanted this side to stop.
This chapter is being released on schedule; people should be on their way to the countryside now. Sigh, regretting!
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