Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

Let time go back again, to the thirteenth day.

On this day, the glorious mercenary group was full again. After rubbing their bellies, Captain Mike was worried.

"Master Jackal, aren't we going to attack yet? We've been resting for more than ten days!"

After all, the original plan was to rest for seven days, but even after twice the time, no action was allowed. Not to mention that Captain Mike was muttering in his heart, even the mercenaries under his command were also muttering.

Jackal glanced at Mike helplessly, "This allows you to have enough to eat every day, and you are still in a wartime state, and you don't have to fight. Aren't you happy with this?"

Captain Mike rubbed his bitter face, "Our souls were sold to the devil, and we signed a contract with our employer, so it shouldn't be like this, otherwise laziness and greed will eat up our souls."

"Master Jackal, we need to fight and bleed to prove that our souls have not been corrupted!"

Jackal was quite helpless. There was such a war madman in this world who kept his integrity for money!

You can say that one person is like this, but a group of people are like this...

This is outrageous!

Jackal complained: "Since you have such a reputation, why don't you go into business and become mercenaries instead?"

Captain Mike glanced at Jackal curiously, "Are we doing business???"

Forehead! ! !

Jackal was speechless for a moment, this made sense.

Seeing this, he also knew that these people were almost rested, so he took out a note and handed it to Captain Mike. But looking at Captain Mike's confused eyes, he had a thousand words in his heart that he didn't know how to say.

"Forget it, you can't understand our words, so I'll just say it!"

Then Jackal started talking about the mission.

"We have been investigating the food routes of the Dorakshamans during this period. We have identified one of the largest food routes and have found an ambush location."

"It's just that there are a lot of logistics vehicles coming and going on this grain road, and the mission is very dangerous, so are you sure to start carrying out the mission?"

Captain Mike nodded with certainty, "Where did you say it is? Who do we need to fight?"

Seeing Mike like this, Jackal said bluntly:

"I don't know who that is. Anyway, it's Rakshasaman's food road. Just hit him."

"Since you agreed, let's clean it up."

"it is good!"

Without hesitation, Mike quickly agreed and then asked the mercenaries to pack their things.

After half a day's march, they arrived at an ambush site that had been scouted by Han army scouts.

Soon, the members of the Glory Mercenary Group entered the position and hid.

At this time, Jackal couldn't help but nodded as he looked at the skilled movements of these mercenaries. If a thousand people could do this, Mike's troop commanding ability was really good.

It's just that he always feels like something is a little wrong!

But what is wrong?

Jackal was very confused and kept looking around. It stands to reason that it is impossible for the enemy to ambush them here?

As for internal conspiracy, that shouldn’t be the case, right? After all, none of these people have ever left his eyes!

Strange, what is the problem?

Mike was very curious as he watched the jackal look around.

"Master Jackal, what's wrong with you?"

Jackal said without hesitation: "I always feel something is wrong, very awkward, but I don't know why?"

Mike said: "Are you worried that we will be ambushed? But the place you chose is very good. It is impossible for anyone to ambush us! Are you worried that this is a trap and that we will be surrounded and suppressed by the army of the American Empire?"

Jackal shook his head, "No, it doesn't feel like this, it feels more like..."

At this point, Jackal seemed to have caught something and looked Mike up and down.

I saw that Mike was holding a relatively thick sword. Logically speaking, this thing was not suitable for fighting. However, this sword had a lot of repair marks. It had obviously been involved in many battles.

Looking at his armor, it's not iron armor, but leather armor, or patched leather armor, a bit tattered and dirty.

Looking around, except for the so-called A-level mercenaries who have such armor, the other BCD mercenaries are all in tatters, and even their spears are not made of good materials.

The shield is a wooden board, and the bow is a type of bow that has never been seen before. Its performance is similar to that of a hunting bow.

"Snapped!"

Jackal slapped his forehead, and he finally understood what was wrong.

These guys have no armor at all, and they don't have any good weapons.

I didn't care at first because I thought this was the custom of these guys, but now it seems that they are all poor people!

Seeing the various things on their bodies and in their hands, Jackal couldn't help but sigh.

Is this a fucking war?

This is clearly a gift! !

"Master Jackal, what's wrong with you?"

Mike was stared at by the jackal. He looked at himself and found nothing wrong?

"Speaking of which, do you only have these armors?"

Facing Jackal's question, Mike couldn't help but patted his armor and said proudly:

"We are so luxurious. Although we are not as good as your army, our courage can completely bridge the gap and we can fight for the Han army!"

"........."

The jackal answered Mike with a long silence.

Let’s not talk about courage or not, but let’s talk about luxury...?

Where is the luxury?

There was confusion in Jackal's eyes. He had only heard of this kind of equipment during his training at the military academy. It seems like this is what bandits are like, right?

So he thought about it and immediately gave the order.

"Today's mission is stopped, evacuate quickly!"

After listening to Jackal's order, Mike was also confused. He didn't understand why.

But the person’s employer sent him, so just be obedient!

"Okay, let's retreat immediately!"

Returning to the temporary camp, Jackal told one of the soldiers stationed there:

"Speak to the leaders of Beixiang Pass and arrange ten sets of armor."

After receiving the order, the soldiers rushed to Beixiang Pass and quickly deployed ten sets of armor.

In the early morning, Mike waited for a group of A-level mercenaries to be woken up, and then his eyes widened when he looked at the ten sets of armor in front of him.

"Hu...Hu...Master Jackal, you said these armors are loaned to us?"

Captain Mike couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, "How much will it cost us to rent it? How should we pay for it if it breaks down?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of ten people suddenly became clear.

Yes, this thing is valuable, and they don't have much money.

However, Jackal shook his head, "It's not a rental, it's a temporary loan!"

"To put it simply, this is for temporary use by ten of you. It does not belong to you. Of course, you do not need to pay for it. As long as it is damaged in the battle, you do not need to pay for it."

Seeing their still confused eyes, Jackal immediately started to seduce them.

"The armor you are wearing is for others to wear, and this set of armor is for you to wear. As long as you fight well this time, I can allocate more armor to you and lend it to you!"

"You don't need to spend any money on these armors!!!"

"There are also better swords, spears, bows and arrows, and shields, and you don't have to spend money on these!"

Facing the temptation from Jackals, Mike and a group of A-level mercenaries couldn't help but swallow their saliva. These devils are so good at doing business! !

Don't you just have to fight with your heart? It's trivial.

"Done!!!"