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Chapter 122

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Recently, some readers suggested simplifying the name of the main character, saying that it would make the writing and language more fluent and comfortable to read. The author thought about it and felt that it was a good idea. From now on, the name of the main character Tangleh will no longer appear in the novel. Instead, he will use the western name of the main character after his rebirth, Peter, Rolans. This announcement is hereby made!),,,,,

Boss, wait for me, don't walk so fast!

Brice, can you help me out? F * ck! Nobody bothered with me.

Roland did not need to look back to know who was talking just by the voice. He lowered his head and ignored the guy who was complaining behind him because he was struggling to walk on the mountain path.

The road was not wide in the first place. Perhaps it was because of the rain for the past two days, but it was full of yellow mud and small pits. Roland had walked many similar paths in her previous life, but compared to this one, it was like a child in the presence of an adult.

Let's put it this way! The road he was walking on now was like a construction site. Oh, no, it was even worse than a construction site, because at least there were no pits more than one meter deep in a construction site, but there were at least many pits like that on this road. It was impossible to count, because he estimated that there were at least 20 pits that were one meter deep, and at least 10 pits that were more than half a meter deep. When he stood on his tiptoes and looked into the distance, he was so scared that he was sweating all over.

That was because there were many more large rocks on the road in front of him other than the pits from before.

Fortunately, the sweat was warm. Rolans felt very tired because he was carrying two shovels and two guns on his back. One of them was a rifle that he picked up during the landing at the beach. It was a very memorable gun in Rolans's heart. The other was an M14 rifle that Commander Carlos had given him. Other than the guns, he also had a lot of ammunition and grenades.

His military backpack had been handed over to Huang Tao and the others to carry. Fortunately, he had done so. Otherwise, he would have been lying on the ground and unable to move.

Toot, toot, toot, toot. A hurried whistle sounded and Carlos's loud voice came from the front.

"Rest here for 30 minutes. You'll be able to eat and rest soon!" Don't blame me for kicking your ass if you still don't get up when it's time. Everyone else was resting while the engineers went to the pile of stones in front of them to conduct a mine-clearing safety inspection. Hearing this sound, the surrounding marching troops immediately stopped. Rolans placed the gun on his back on the ground, and then shoved the shovel (wrong word) into the soil under his feet. After putting on the first aid kit, he sat down.

Due to the terrible conditions, there was no way to find a clean place to sit, so Rolans and the others could only use this method to replace stools.

What? If you say you don't know how to rest in the bushes or trees by the roadside, you must be crazy. This is a time of war. If you don't want to be blown up by landmines or improvised grenades, you can do whatever you want.

Rolans's tired body had just sat down when he heard the annoying voice. I'm so tired, so tired! Boss, why didn't you and Bruce wait for me? Do you know how I walked over just now?

Look at how thick the mud on my feet is. Just now, my feet sank into it and I shouted for a long time, but you guys ignored me. Boss, aren't you afraid that a few monkeys will come and drag me away? If I disappear, let's see how you guys will find me later …

Tom, who had been silent for a long time since he entered the battlefield, suddenly exploded. He pointed at Bici and scolded angrily, "Shut up, Bici!" "Can you talk less, you piece of trash!" Can't you see where we are now? Is this a good time to chat and gossip?

My mouth is cheap enough, but I didn't expect you to be even worse than me. Will you die if you talk less? Your voice is already loud, and with the addition of …?? Gong model? Zhi Ma Mo?? If those monkeys hear it, we'll be in big trouble. Can you take responsibility if we die or get injured? "

When Bici heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He pouted and retorted, "Who do you think you are? Do I need you to teach me?

You said that your mouth is cheap, but I can see it. From your ….

Shut up! " Rolans couldn't stand it anymore and forcefully stopped them from talking.

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