Chapter 119

The corpse was carried away by the team members.

So without getting the face-up cards,

it can only be counted as 13 K/Ds.

On the supply convoy side,

the stationed team members waited a short while,

until finally Lu Shu returned with Zhang Ming and three team members.

Upon returning,

Su Mu clearly noticed Lu Shu's mood had improved.

It was nothing like the look of someone ready to kill whoever they saw when he rushed out just now.

Zhang Zhe quietly explained from the side,

"After one battle, the K/D rose by 9."

"That comes out to a commission of 1.8 million."

"After deducting the 900,000 that was withheld, he still earned an extra 900,000."

"How could his mood not be good..."

Su Mu also responded with a tone of admiration...

"I saw it in the bullet comments..."

"I heard one magazine wiped out a whole squad with one bullet left over, right?"

"It has already been rated by netizens as a famous war scene."

On the other side,

after seeing Nia and the other two successfully pull the team leader back,

the other team members all unconsciously breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Good, good,

the team leader was just a bit carried away this time.

In the gaze of the team members,

Lu Shu jumped onto the roof of the lead vehicle again and sat cross-legged,

swapping in a brand-new magazine for the Sako TRG-42 in his hand,

a wild grass root he didn't know where he'd pulled from clenched in his mouth,

then he lightly patted the roof of the vehicle,

"Let's go."

After a brief pause, the two supply trucks

finally started moving slowly again.

The bodies of the three unfortunate Bataan soldiers who died

had already been packed up by the team members and placed at the back of the vehicle.

War,

does not happen without deaths.

As long as the supplies on this vehicle can be successfully delivered into Shacheng,

the number of lives saved will far exceed three people.

One hour later,

just as light began to gradually rise on the horizon,

the two supply trucks slowly drove into Shacheng

through a blockade gap that the Bataan country had desperately opened temporarily.

When the camera finally captured the scene inside Shacheng,

those ruined ruins,

those buildings destroyed by artillery shells,

and the bodies covered with white cloth along the roadside,

made the mood of the netizens in the live broadcast room grow heavy.

The supply trucks drove along the bumpy road,

the numb crowds on both sides of the street,

and the look of expectation and hope on their faces as they saw the supplies on the trucks,

made the netizens' hearts feel a pang of bitterness.

"Their eyes... seem like they've seen hope."

"But these are just supplies from two trucks!"

"The municipal water and electricity have all been cut off; they can even only find food in the ruins."

"Look, that man is still holding his daughter's corpse..."

"Wuwuwu! So pitiful."

"It turns out war is not actually far away."

"Only when we see war do we know how hard-won the current peace is."

"Peace comes from strength!"

"Being able to live in a powerful country is truly happiness."

Lu Shu was still sitting cross-legged on the roof of the vehicle,

Silently gazing at the ruins lining both sides of the road,

his eyes held no particular expression.

Twenty minutes later,

he brought the supply convoy to a church location.

This was the temporary supply storage center set up in Jasha City,

where all supplies transported in would be stored.

Lu Shu glanced up,

it seemed...

only four trucks had returned?

"It's the supply trucks!!!"

"Great! Finally, two more supply trucks have returned!!"

Seeing Lu Shu arrive with two supply trucks,

the people at the church were excited yet sorrowful.

A fellow in a filthy official uniform stumbled over.

Grasping Lu Shu's hand,

2.5 his tone was very agitated.

"Thank you so much!"

"I thought no supply trucks would be able to return tonight."

"Of the twelve supply truck teams, only three managed to return, including yours..."

This man, named Jiahaer, the temporary supply dispatch chairman of the Batan Kingdom,

was so agitated that his eyes even turned red.

"The Batan Kingdom will be grateful for everything you have done."

"Go register quickly."

"We will pay you the commission for this time immediately!"

People from the Batan Kingdom had already taken over the two supply trucks,

while Lu Shu, in his capacity as the leader of the Silver Snake Mercenary Group,

went to register.