The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Latest website: As the war progresses, donations from the people are sent from time to time, and many things are urgently needed on the front lines.

In August, a factory in the Innovation Industrial Park in Yekaterinburg donated all the products it put into production for the first month to the Western Front.

This batch of mosquito-repellent incense liquid is very easy to use, has no smell, mosquitoes dare not approach, and the matching volatile device is beautiful in shape, such as apocalypse tank, steel furnace, magic palace and so on.

Lancelot took a fancy to a mosquito-repellent liquid vaporizer in the shape of the Ekaterina Palace in the driver's lounge. It was golden and festive.

He wrote a letter and went back to ask Mordred to help buy one, and then take it home and keep it at home for good-looking and easy-to-use.

The Rurik army opened a post office on the front line, and both officers and soldiers and former militiamen could send letters back.

Of course, all letters are subject to review.

Lancelot felt that there was nothing wrong with his letter, that is, a Mordred talking about things like "eight mosquitoes in a dish, four mice in a sack" and so on.

It's easy to send letters, but it's a little troublesome to receive them. He is currently working as a car driver in a logistics base, but his actual job is to transport materials to the front at the front-line material station. When the letter arrives at the logistics base, he has to go back to get it himself, or trust someone to get it. help.

After sending the letter, he went to the military service agency at the logistics base next door, took out a list and handed it to a recruit and said, "I want to buy these."

The list is very long. When anyone in their team wants to buy something, they will write it on the list. The money is paid first, and whoever goes to the logistics base to do errands will take it with him.

There are a lot of things to buy this time, 60% of which are various cigarettes, as well as some personal daily necessities and snacks and drinks.

Lancelot himself bought two boxes of chrysanthemum tea and one box of winter melon tea. This drink is packed in a boxy plastic bag the size of a palm. When you want to drink it, you can just bite off a corner and take two bites.

The climate here makes him unbearable, and he feels that he can't live without drinking herbal tea often.

After the account was settled and the money was paid, the service agency began to pull the goods out, and Lancelot drove the van over, ready to load up and leave.

Boxes of goods filled the back of the van, and even the logistics staff in the co-pilot position put his briefcase on his lap and helped hold a dozen cigarettes.

Lancelot's main job when he returned to the logistics base this time was to pick up the staff officer, and other things were secondary.

On the road, Lancelot asked the staff officer while driving: "There's going to be a big move this time."

The staff officer said: "Yeah, I heard that it is a big move."

He didn't say how big the action was, but the rows of bombers flying over their heads in the sunset indicated that the action was really big.

Lancelot glanced at the sky, thinking that Charles was going to make a big effort this time.

He wanted to ask about Charles' situation, but it's fine to think about it. He might be caught as a spy if he inquired about the commander.

Less talk and less mistakes, the car was quiet for a while, only the sound of the engine.

The car soon came to a section of downhill. Not far from the bottom of the **** was a small river. There was a stone bridge on the river where a small car could walk. However, the bridge was fine a few hours ago, but now it has been broken.

"Be careful!" Lancelot narrowed his eyes, "There are enemies!"

Demons themselves are good at sneak attacks. After the war, the Cuyavia army sent some elite teams to destroy them from time to time. Today, they encountered them.

The staff officer had already opened a hole in the briefcase he was holding in front of him, then stuffed an incendiary grenade inside, leaving the lead outside, and finally pressed it under the bag of cigarettes.

Lancelot sneered and said, "They are all hiding in the river."

He then said to the staff: "Wait, don't panic, you can drive back to the base when you see that the situation is not right."

After speaking, he suddenly braked halfway on the ramp, then opened the door, unbuckled his seat belt and jumped out of the car. The staff officer also sat in the driver's seat with a briefcase and a cigarette as cover.

The demons hidden in the river saw the target stop, and immediately flew from the water into the air one by one, rushing towards them in all directions.

Gu Rui

Lancelot counted the ten demons, none of them weak.

Like a rookie, he took out his pistol and hurriedly fired at the enemy, hitting this and that, but one of the magazines was empty, and only one of the demons had a bruised leg.

The group of demons approached, thinking that they would be able to catch a live one next, but the driver suddenly turned around in place, and a burst of white light suddenly erupted under his feet and swept away.

Blowing ice "IceTornado"

The rolled-up air-conditioning formed a blizzard around the van, and the demons were swept in by accident, and a thin layer of ice formed on their bodies and wings.

It's just that this air-conditioning can only make them move slightly slower, and can't kill them.

At this moment, a large verdant grass spread under Lancelot's feet, with swords of various shapes stuck on the ground.

It has been many years since he first showed his "Infinite Sword System" in front of the world in Chapter 889, and now there are more and more swords that can be manipulated.

Lancelot didn't do anything superfluous on the battlefield. The swords in the enchantment rose into the sky and stabbed at the frozen demons in the air.

Those demons showed their magical powers, either dodging or blocking, but these long swords seemed to be alive, turning strange arcs and flying towards their targets.

A few minutes later, Lancelot tied the remaining living port to the roof of the car and drove the car through the frozen river to continue to return to the material station.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the material station, and it was completely dark.

The staff officer issued an order to the station master, and the prisoners were dealt with by the relevant departments. Lancelot sent the purchased items and went to the cafeteria to find something to eat.

In addition to eating, the canteen of the material station is also a place for everyone to rest and chat. Tonight everyone is discussing whether to launch a large-scale attack next.

Today's bombing of the enemy has not stopped since the other party's meal time, and various combat aircraft are constantly coming and going overhead. I am afraid that the battle will be bombed all night.

When the ground attack is launched, some of the convoys in the material station will follow and advance, sending materials and ammunition forward, and then pulling the wounded back to the field hospital.

Sure enough, early the next morning, all the former militiamen convened for a meeting.

The staff officer brought back by Lancelot brought the latest orders. The convoy of the material station is divided into three parts. One part brings the materials back from the logistics base, the other part is responsible for transporting the materials to the front line, and the last part follows the army to perform transportation tasks.

Among them, the third team is the most dangerous, because the enemy's special forces and the scattered army will definitely destroy the transportation line, so there will be armed forces accompanying to protect it.

Lancelot was the first to sign up for the most dangerous team, and now everyone knew he could play, so it was approved right away.

Before lunch, the **** who was responsible for protecting the convoy arrived. They were militiamen mainly veterans and a few promising young people.

The captain in charge of the team was an uncle in his early fifties. After lunch, he found Lancelot who was carrying winter melon tea to the truck he was driving, and said mysteriously: "You boy, wait a minute. Keep the cab clean, you're a little girl with you."

"Huh?" Lancelot wondered~www.readwn.com~ How to arrange a girl for me, do you want me to protect her, is it the daughter of some master? "

"Who knows," the uncle captain looked around, and then said in a low voice, "Anyway, you just need to do a good job of hygiene. The little girl sees you from a distance, so she insists on sharing a car with you."

"I heard that she is really the daughter of some high-ranking official in Abyss City. She is very capable, so she was sent by her family."

Uncle Captain gave Lancelot a "you know" look before leaving.

Lancelot is a little nervous now, thinking that he is too handsome to be seen by others? Although this kind of thing is inevitable, but... should the child be called Little Pumpkin or Little Truck?

(￢_￢)?(?_?)

When the team set off in the afternoon, Mordred sat in the passenger seat and calmly said to Lancelot, whose hair was neatly combed, "I'm really sorry that I'm in your car."

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