Chapter 48: The Third Platoon (1)

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  "No." The team leader sat down: "This base is our main base now, and there are still many small bases built outside for missions. Our original base was located in a castle in the western United States, which was bought and renovated at a high price in 1958 and used for thirteen years. Until March 12, 1971, our base was suddenly attacked by an enemy mercenary group, and we suffered heavy losses in that battle, the base was destroyed, and many members were lost. When the war was about to end, the "friendly" US military sent troops to clean up the battlefield. At that time, the team leader, Duanyan, realized that as a dark army, to survive, not only must be strong, but also learn to hide! A country will not sit back and watch a non-governmental armed force grow on its own soil! Mercenaries have no true friends, only eternal interests!"

  "With a single eye, he led the mercenary corps of wolves that had lost nearly half of its members to this point, pouring all his resources into building this base over three years, back then it was just an empty island with no advanced equipment. Then he went crazy on missions, desperately recruiting new members, and after ten whole years, they finally recovered their original strength and built the base into what it is today. And in another two years, they took revenge, now the mercenary corps of wolves has become one of the world's top mercenary corps, NO.1 in the mercenary world!"

  "It's been over 30 years since 1971, and this base still hasn't been discovered? Those hostile mercenaries or some threatened major military powers haven't come looking for trouble again?" I'm a bit skeptical.

  The team leader burst out laughing and said, "How could we not be discovered? Except for those third-rate mercenary groups and small countries, several mercenary groups with their own satellites and military powers know the specific or approximate location of Wolf Mercenary Group. However, our base is surrounded by sea on all sides and has its own powerful defense system, so it's not that easy to break into our base. Moreover, knowing that if we're not strong enough, we'll be bullied, since we got two nuclear warheads without launchers or detonators from the black market! Huh... a rabbit in a hurry will still bite people, let alone us, a bunch of desperate guys! Who dares to make any reckless moves?"

  Nuclear bomb? Ji Hoon Kim and I are thoroughly shocked!

  The captain nodded with a smile. As soon as I thought that there was such a thing somewhere under my feet, I couldn't help but feel a chill on my back, this is too hardcore, even nuclear bombs can be obtained!

  At this time, the door in the room was opened, and a mercenary named Mark came out with two super-large backpacks. I and Kim Joon hurried to take them over, looking at Mark holding one in each hand, thinking it wasn't that heavy, but as soon as we took them over, we almost got crushed by their weight.

  "Are you ready?" The captain asked Mark.

  "Alright," Mark said, "everything's in the bag except for the guns."

  "Alright!" The captain patted Marc's shoulder and beckoned us to follow him as he walked out of the room, we hastily picked up our bags and struggled to keep up.

  The captain didn't seem to care about helping us at all, and strode forward with large steps. The two of us could only grit our teeth and follow him. I was fine, these things were heavy but not too difficult for me. But Kim Jee-joon was different, he started sweating profusely after just a dozen or so steps, each step more laborious than the last. The captain didn't even turn his head back, clearing his throat and continuing to speak: "The Wolf Mercenary Corps is made up of ten combat squads and one logistics squad. Each combat squad has 8-15 people, and the logistics squad is in charge of all matters within the base, including warehouses, weapons, and security. You two were recruited by Black Bear Farmers, so you'll be joining their third squad."

  He paused and continued: "The base has five floors, a dock, the first and second floors are used to park combat helicopters and military vehicles, making it convenient for these large equipment to enter and exit. There are also some laboratories and workspaces that are used for experimentation or modification of equipment. Due to the terrain, the entire base is shaped like a staircase, with each floor becoming wider as you go down. The dock is also inside the island, where there is one submarine, two seaplanes, ten speedboats, and several motorboats and rubber boats. The third floor is our current location, which is already underwater, mainly used for members' living quarters, including bedrooms, activity rooms, libraries, etc. The fourth floor is a training ground and an armory, where various weapons and ammunition are stored, and the training ground is available for everyone to train during their free time. There are all sorts of equipment and facilities. The fifth floor is where the deceased team members rest, called the Wolf's Den."

  Five layers! Damn it, all the way to the sea for 20,000 miles!

  I and Kim Ji-joon were stunned, we are now in a modern-style corridor with a wide and bright space. Every ten or twenty meters along the corridor, there is a steel door with signs that read "First Squad" and "Second Squad". Men and women come and go through the doors, all wearing military uniforms, with pistols and daggers hanging from their bodies.

  The captain led us to a door with a sign that read "Third Squad", in front of which was a protruding control panel. The captain placed his hand on the screen, and a red light scanned from top to bottom. The 20-centimeter-thick steel door slid silently to both sides. The captain went in first.

  I followed him in and only then discovered that it was a large hall of over 200 square meters. The decoration of the hall was also very modern, with many doors on the walls around, and in the middle there was a big table and sofas, TVs and other furniture. Three people wearing military uniforms were doing their own things, seeing the captain came, they all stood up to salute, but didn't see the knives. The captain returned the salute and said: "Little Wolf has brought them for you!"

  Several people quickly sized me and Kim Ji-hoon up, and the look in their eyes as they gazed past me was strange. I hastily turned around to see Kim Ji-hoon squatting on his large backpack, fanning himself furiously with his hands. Dammit, how embarrassing! I hurried over and kicked him once, and only then did Kim Ji-hoon reluctantly stand up.

  "It seems our little wolf cub isn't in good physical condition!" one of them said with a sarcastic tone.

  The captain ignored him and patted me and Kim Ji-hoon's shoulders, saying to the crowd: "I've brought people here, I'm leaving."

  After we and the crowd paid our respects, the team leader waved his hand and walked out of the room. A few people scattered and went about their own business, leaving only a small soldier standing in front of us, with a smile on his face, shaking hands with us, and happily saying: "Hello! My name is Tegruul, but they like to call me Birdman, what are your names? Where are you from? Do you have nicknames?"

  "Xu Hui, from China." I introduced myself and pointed to Kim Jee-joon beside me: "Kim Jee-joon, Korean, neither of us has a nickname yet."

  The little guy shook his head helplessly: "That's too bad, nicknames are either brought by ourselves or given by comrades. It seems that in the future we can only call you by your training numbers until everyone finds a suitable nickname for you. You know, not calling you by your name is not disrespecting you, it's to protect you..."

  Kim Joon looked at the small, non-stop talking kid and the other two guys who were still silent and doing their own thing, and couldn't help but interrupt the kid: "You... are the captain?"

  "No, I'm not." The little guy didn't mind at all and hurriedly shook his head: "I'm just a small soldier, the captain is still... uh, who among you is the chosen sniper?"

  Kim Ji-joon raised his hand.

  "Oh, so you're the one introduced by Crazy and Farmer!"

  Hearing these two names, Kim Jee-joon seemed somewhat excited: "Are they here?"

  "Are you the one who's good at fighting, invited by Hei Xiong and Cai Dao?" The little guy turned his head to ask me again. Seeing me nodding, he continued: "I've seen your 'graduation project', very clever, not bad. Cai Dao, Team Leader and others are training on F4 (4th floor), they'll be up soon."

  Compared to the silent guys next to him, the little guy in front of him seemed to be talking a bit too much. But after all, they would be comrades-in-arms from now on, and he was also a veteran who had been through life and death. So, he asked respectfully: "What does your nickname 'Birdman' mean? Are you a pilot?"

  The little guy's face suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment, while the two people who had been busy with their own affairs burst out laughing. A tall and extremely muscular bald white man laughed loudly while slapping his thigh, saying: "Pilot? Haha, that's hilarious! With his behavior, he can't even fly a plane! He might as well be playing video games! 'Birdman' means big mouth, haven't you guys noticed that this guy talks a lot? Chattering away like a little bird!"