Chapter 237 Fierce Anger (3)

At the moment when Su's eyes completely sank into darkness, a voice in his consciousness said with great firmness: "She will come."

"Su! Su! Hi, buddy, wake up! If you don't wake up, there will be a woman to take off your clothes!" Ricardo's shouts kept echoing in Su's ears, even louder than a thousand ducks. Su never noticed that his voice was so penetrating, even causing some tissues in his body to be shaken and become active.

Su Mian forced her eyes to open and pushed Ricardo away with all her strength. Only then did she feel a little quieter. He collapsed in the chair, gasping for breath, and the sweat that oozed out had completely soaked his military uniform.

"Su, what happened to you just now? It seems that you have activated some new abilities? But I have to say that the weird abilities in mystic science cannot be easily used. God knows what the result will be." Ricardo was a little verbose, but he could see that he was really concerned.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired." Su smiled tiredly. After the initial period of exhaustion, his physical strength began to gather bit by bit, recovering at a relatively stable speed, but badly, he was hungry again.

So less than an hour before the last big meal, Su started eating again. This time, Ricardo sat at the table and ate with him. What was surprising was that Ricardo's appetite was not bad. At least in just ten minutes, he had swallowed the food of four strong men and showed no sign of fullness.

"So you can eat so much, too?" Su looked at Ricardo in surprise while dealing with the food.

With a click, Ricardo pried open another can and started a new round of offensive. While chewing heavily, he said vaguely: "You have to eat more now. There may not be anything to eat in the next few days!"

Su stopped the movement in his hand, looked at Ricardo who was still burying his head and frowned, and said, "They came for me, you don't have to get in there at all. You should take your people away. Of course, if you can, it's better to bring my people back to Longcheng."

Ricardo's eating speed was not affected by Su at all, and he still said while eating: "This is the business of the two of us. Do you think they will let me go when I go back alone? Why not deal with them together and be more sure."

"But..." Su frowned. He liked to hunt alone. When wandering alone in the wilderness, it was the moment when he could best exert his combat effectiveness.

Ricardo raised his head, looked at Su, and said, "Wolf packs are always stronger than lonely wolves. I know you must be used to fighting independently, but believe me, a team that cooperates well is invincible. Not only will I stay, but my six entourages and your two entourages will also stay. Our team will surprise those vultures."

Su did not persist anymore. He knew that he could not persuade Ricardo, and also understood that if Ricardo went back by himself, there would be many crises on the way back. Ricardo was right. At this time, he had to concentrate the power in his hands so that he could counter the enemy. The battlefield changed so much, and the number of people, ability, rank and equipment did not determine everything.

After this battle, Ricardo declared war with the forces behind the three vultures, and stood on the side of Su and Passephine, who were obviously weak, and he was also waiting to break with Old Fabregas. Why did he do this?

Looking at Ricardo who was still suffering, he thought of Li, Rigao Lei and Quinn again. Su felt that he was carrying more and more new things on his shoulders, and he could no longer travel around the huge wilderness as before.

Moreover, there are also Passephine and Medielli, two people who are worthy of Su's body blocking them.

Su took Ricardo's tactical board and silently looked at the images of Kavon, Lynch and Maria rolling on it. Suddenly smiled and said, "Riccardo, do you know what I like to use the most to dispel other people's malice?"

"What?" Ricardo looked up in shock.

"Horror." Su smiled, his smile as beautiful as a demon: "Horror beyond their ability to bear."

When the day was bright again, a convoy slowly drove out of the Pendulum City. The speed of the convoy was obviously affected by the load of materials. In addition to the special transport vehicles, there were even several armored war vehicles towed trailers behind them, which were piled with related facilities, equipment and personnel corpses, and raised the canopy high. These were all money and resources. The convoy was escorted by an armored personnel carrier on one end and the formation was maintained at a constant speed. In the dangerous wilderness, such caution was necessary. However, the eye-catching Dark Dragon Knight logo on the body was enough to allow insightful enemies to retreat far away. As for those unsightly mobs, they were only slaughtered in front of the firepower of the Dark Dragon Knight.

On both sides of the convoy were undulating mountains. The mountains were not high, and at most they could only be considered rocky hills. There was no snow on the top of the hills, and there were no plants. There were only a few dry trees halfway up, stretching with twisted branches in the cold wind.

A solid, heavy military boot stepped onto the top of the hill. The light brown exposed rocks could not bear the heavy pressure of the military boots and began to crack as they moaned. A obviously mutated grass stubbornly poked out of the cracks from the rocks, and used a quick, not a plant at all to put the grass leaves on the military boots, and then cut the military boots with sharp and tough serrations on the edges of the leaves. The very tender grass leaves sawed on the rough rubber surface of the military boots actually made a tooth-sourcing sound, leaving white marks.

The military boots just gently crushed the ferocious grass into several segments. Then, the military boots took another big step forward and stood at the edge of the mountain.

The owner of the military boots was a tall man, with the flesh and scars on his face outlined a cruel and ferocious face that could not be concealed. He held a tactical telescope in his right hand, looking at the convoy winding southeast on the distant plain. After watching for a while, he put down the telescope and said, "They are not in the convoy, these two cunning guys."

A thick and hoarse female voice rang beside him: "The people in the wilderness are both cunning and tenacious like cockroaches. Don't underestimate them, Kafon."

"Malia, shut up!" Lieutenant Colonel Kafon interrupted the woman rudely: "I like more bugs in the wilderness than you, a man or a woman! I like cunning guys, so that they will be full of fun in the capture process; I also like the guys with tenacious vitality, who can live more in my hands and bring longer joy."

Maria, who had only half of her face, was obviously not afraid of Kafon. Her red hair was flying in the cold wind, not like a ball of fire, but like a bunch of blood-colored grass. The metal mask emitted a faint gray light under the dim sky. When she heard Kafon's words, she sneered a few times, as sharp as a seagull, and even with a faint echo, saying: "Your big words do not match your strength, Kafon's 'Lieutenant Colonel'!"

Maria specifically emphasized the rank of lieutenant colonel, which made Kaven turn around, and every scar on his face and neck was slight blood. Looking at his hideous face, most people might be afraid, but this did not include Maria. Regarding the same infamous sickle Kaven in the Dark Dragon Knight, Maria once made a classic comment: the real deterrence is not achieved by the scars on her face. Of course, Kaven can climb to the lieutenant colonel class, not just because of her appearance. After hearing the comment from others reposted by Maria, he was furious, but in the end, he did not come to the door to fight the bloodthirsty Maria for a life-and-death duel with the bloodthirsty Maria.
Chapter completed!