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After getting off the airboat, everyone became somewhat familiar with each other. It is still within the defensive range around the volcanic base, and there are hidden communication inspection equipment not far away, buried in shallow soil, or installed in the trunks of ancient trees, as long as someone needs to be sent to inspect them every once in a while, and the electrical equipment in them can be replaced regularly.

At this time, only the communication soldier in the team is busy, and he is responsible for receiving and giving feedback to the team's information throughout the process. From time to time, the number one, who is the captain, will also go over to enter the combination password, indicating that he has gone through a large inspection range level. As the distance and distance increases, the number of inspection equipment hidden in the dense forest is also rapidly decreasing. As a Charge-type soldier, Kasia has been on the left side of the team as a defender. The team is scattered, and it is still in the large area of the volcano base, so everyone is not too nervous right now. Now is the only time when you can relax your mind and body.

The situation of the team can be roughly observed, and Kasia secretly observes and records the progress of these veterans as he advances. The sharpness of the eyes can extract some subtle features of the human body, which is something that the old soldiers have become accustomed to, and it makes sense to call it an experience that can live until now.

After getting off the boat, there was still a long way to go, and it was estimated that if I had to rest once or twice on the way before marching, I would have arrived there at about 2 p.m.

In the middle of the process, the news came that the other teams had reached their destination, but the captain of Kasia did not seem to be in a hurry at all, and the speed of progress was still maintained unhurriedly, and the others had nothing to say.

It is said to be a veteran, but in the sense it refers to experience. The average age may be around twenty-six years old, and most of his physical fitness and endurance are at their peak. Arriving at the mountain at the end of the original field of view at one o'clock in the afternoon, the captain ordered a major rest and adjustment, and here he was going to begin to mentally change his state, and soon after that, he would leave the inspection range of the volcano base and enter the real danger, in every sense.

A group of people began to look in the mirror and paint their faces with camouflage of similar colors. I ate the first food here, I brought it down from the airboat, I don't know how long the mission will last, from now on, those high-energy substances in the backpack need to be counted in the scope of the plan. Dig a pit in the place and bury the wrapping paper. The dense forest in the valley continued to expand in both directions, adding a gentle upward slope, and Kasia felt like they were tracing the source of the thirsty river in the valley.

The atmosphere in the team began to become serious, and Kasia felt that this was the case, not particularly careful, and more natural.

The speed of progress has not changed much, but compared to the previous thought, it is more stable in terms of concealment and team combination. Everyone in the team is like a stuffy jar, and it is rare to say a word when they get off the airboat, but as experienced veterans, unconsciously, everyone is also subconsciously grinding into an efficient team. The Hound is the quietest with the trainer at the end.

The captain chose to disperse the group, and after wandering around the destination, he observed that there was no dangerous movement, and only then sent a secret signal to assemble. The code is a common bird call sound in the mountains, which is specially recorded by the volcano base with a gramophone in the mountains and forests, and then let the soldiers learn it. There are seventeen types in total, and the team can be arranged in a set of orders by themselves, which is difficult for the enemy to crack.

Kasia hid behind a large tree at the site of the incident, alerting to the movements around her. There was still a bit of liquid on the ground behind him that had not been decomposed, it was the slime left over from the dissolution of the corpse, and the smell was very faint. The skeleton had been bagged and shipped away yesterday, but photographs had been taken, which had already been seen on the documents Doyle had given him.

Because it is an ancient forest and is located not far from the border of the Common State of the High Sea, which has a hot climate all year round, the temperature here is mild. It dries out in winter, and the thick, yellowish moss sticks to the bark of the old tree. The sleek stems of the vines are also indiscriminately implicated between the trunks of these ancient trees, and the pine trees that have no fallen leaves make up most of the tree species in the dense forest, and the light is definitely not sufficient.

The documents say that the shells were found a few hundred meters away, and now, based on the actual situation, Kasia has ruled out the possibility of being an ordinary elite sniper. It would be nice to say that there were only one or two dead, but the patrol of twenty people, their queue was not even completely dispersed, and they were all dead. This can no longer be explained by coincidence.

The captain seemed to have noticed this, and was now standing in turn at the spot where each member of the patrol had died, looking into the dense forest in front of him, where the bullet casings had been found. He wanted to find out the exact location of the guy who was wielding the musket, and roughly simulate in his head what the enemy would look like and what it would be like when he fired.

The handler pulled the three hounds around the ground to collect scent memories, and also circled around several times. It worked well, and all the members of the team could see that the hounds were excited, and the handler said afterwards that this was the correct reaction, indicating that there was indeed a sensitive residual smell here.

Finally, the captain took out a sealed glass bottle from his backpack, which contained the same cigarette butt that Kasia had picked up. There was only one here, and it had already been divided equally among several search teams.

There is also a green liquid in the glass bottle, which is used to filter out unwanted disturbing odors and enhance the taste of the target. Showing it to the three hounds and sniffing it, they began to open their mouths and then spun in circles.

"There is this smell in the taste, and the man who smokes should be in it. The trainer's tone was soft, but everyone could hear it clearly, "They are vocal, but they train in different directions." Hearing a dog barking in this secluded jungle is certainly not a normal phenomenon. In the mountains, the appearance of echoes will be more frequent, so this kind of hound is also trained in the base. The trainer then explained. Because some people in the team looked at the past with puzzled eyes, the hunting dogs or military dogs they usually saw were different from most of these three.

Finally, according to the direction that the hounds wanted to pursue, the general terrain composition of that direction was judged through the map, and the captain ordered to make the final adjustments in the same place. Taking advantage of this opportunity and time, Kasia, like the captain just now, stood in turn in the place where the patrol members had died, and looked over into the dense forest in front of him.