Chapter 309: Leaders Everywhere
Yipu River Port and nearby villages.
The young Kayn is still in the Noxian army, under the command of General Lester Barclay, doing his job with a promising future - a scout.
Scouts are cannon fodder in wartime and perform menial tasks close to slavery in peacetime.
So, after the massacre, Kayn spent another half a month washing clothes and emptying toilets in the barracks.
Finally, on this day, he received a new mission from his superior:
Follow a team of 100 men as they sweep the countryside, searching for any traces of the Leader .
This is not a good thing.
Because Kayn heard that the Wind Leaders had been active in the villages and towns near the Yipu River Port. Many Noxian soldiers who went to the countryside to sweep the countryside had encountered the legendary Wind Leader guerrillas .
This sounds dangerous.
But Kayn was just a scout, and he had no choice but to follow orders.
However, the frugal General Lester was never willing to spend money to equip the Boy Scouts.
Kayn could only wear the thick clothes he had stripped from the dead, which served as a cotton armor.
Then he picked up the farm sickle he had stolen from a nearby farmer's house, which could barely be considered a weapon;
Finally, he put on a rusty helmet that had been worn out by so many people, which he had stolen from a rich family in Yipuhe Port a few days ago. It was his only pair of pants without patches, and his shoes and socks without holes...
Kayn has finally completed a set of "six-piece set".
"Hey! You, you guys!"
On the muddy country road, the Centurion rode his majestic subspecies dragon lizard and shouted rudely behind Kayn:
"Everyone, walk faster, don't delay the team's march!"
“Yes!” Kayn nodded respectfully, but turned around and cursed in his heart:
Fuck it!
You are a centurion and a super warrior, but instead of leading those fully armed adult legionnaires to clear the way, you let a group of young soldiers holding scrap metal walk in front of the team to wade through mines.
Do you have any shame to let a child protect you?
Kaiyin cursed in his heart, and then he suddenly realized:
In the past, before he came into contact with those leaders and read the book "A Brief Account of Janna's Thoughts", he never dared to scold his superiors so openly, even if it was only in his heart.
Unconsciously, he has changed.
“Windleader…” Kayn quietly covered his chest with his hands, where the booklet Riven gave him was hidden.
He never lost the booklet and kept reading it secretly.
So he was in a complicated mood. He was afraid that he would run into the guerrillas of the Leader during the raid.
After all, they are still enemies now.
Of course, Kayn didn't want to be killed by the guerrillas of the Leader.
But at the same time, somehow, he didn't want to see the leader die in front of him.
They'd better not show up.
"Hey, kid!" Kayn was full of thoughts.
His immediate superior, an old scout in charge of the scout group, quietly walked up to him and his companions.
"Boys, this is your first time participating in a mopping-up operation, right?" the veteran asked in a low voice.
"Yes, sir!" the young soldiers answered in unison.
After all, scouting is a job that is not very sustainable. It is constantly sending talents to the underworld and absorbing fresh blood.
Whether it is Kayn or the others, they are all newcomers who have just joined the battle.
This was the first time for them to participate in a mission of breaking away from the main force and conducting sweeps and searches in the countryside.
"Okay." The veteran smiled mysteriously. "Since this is your first time carrying out a mopping-up mission, I have to remind you of something in advance."
"You go ahead." The young soldiers waited respectfully.
Kayn also pricked up his ears in curiosity.
At this time, the old soldier solemnly reminded: "You must figure out what you should and should not say after you go back. You can only say what you can say. You can't talk about what you can't say everywhere. If you don't say it, everyone will give you face. If you say it, it will not benefit anyone..."
"Do you understand?"
Kayn: “???”
What the hell are you talking about?!
"You will understand." Kayn and others were confused, but the veteran just gave them a subtle smile.
Then he asked, "Little ghost, do you know what our mission is this time?"
“Yes, sir.” Kayn took the lead and answered: “Search for the whereabouts of the Windleader guerrillas .”
"Haha, that's right." The old soldier laughed.
Then, he took off his backpack with a smile and took out...
A large stack of "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought".
Kayn: “???!”
The almost new volumes of "A Brief Account of Janna's Thoughts" with their lifelike blue bird emblems made him doubt his own eyes.
Sir, could he be a leader lurking in the imperial army? !
No, even if he was the Leader... he shouldn't have revealed his identity so blatantly in front of a group of Noxian soldiers, right?
Kayn subconsciously looked back at the centurion riding on the tall dragon lizard behind him, and the adult soldiers marching steadily in neat columns.
They all saw what the old soldier did and the stack of "A Brief Account of Jana's Thought" in his hand.
However, everyone, including the Centurion, turned a blind eye to it.
“Could it be…” Kayn’s young brain was a little confused.
Could it be that this entire team of a hundred people are undercover agents of the leader?
Did he accidentally break into the leader's nest?
Kayn was puzzled when he saw the old soldier holding the stack of "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought" and said to them coldly:
"This is the order of the centurion. When we enter the village and see the villagers, no matter whether they are men, women, old or young, we will kill them all."
"Don't leave any one alive, understand?"
“What?” Kayn widened his eyes in surprise: “Why, why…”
Aren’t they here to sweep the countryside and hunt down the leaders?
Could it be that the Centurion had received intelligence in advance and knew that the village was actually the base camp of the Leader, so he asked everyone to prepare for the massacre of the village in advance?
"Haha." The old soldier smiled but said nothing.
He did not answer. Instead, he distributed the volumes of "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought" to the still confused young soldiers in front of a group of imperial soldiers and centurions, just like distributing equipment.
"There's no need for you little brats to risk your ."
"All you have to do is stuff these books into the arms of the dead. Get them a little bloody and wrinkled. Do you understand?"
Kayn’s little head froze for a moment.
The next second, he suddenly widened his eyes: "You, you want us to..."
“It’s not me, it’s the Centurion, and all of us.” The old soldier glanced at Kayn.
He pointed at the silent centurion and the one hundred fully armed adult legionnaires behind him and gave a cold warning:
"Little devil, do you want to be promoted and make a fortune with your military merits, or do you want to die on the battlefield? I will give you a chance, and you can choose for yourself."
Kayn: “…”
He held the brand new "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought" in his hand, and felt as if he was holding a piece of bone-chillingly cold thousand-year-old ice.
The chill made it almost impossible for him to move, and his voice trembled with cold: "Sir, Sir..."
"Is there a leader in the village we are going to?"
"Haha." The old soldier sneered and finally told the truth: "Does it matter if there is a leader in the village?"
"We say they are leaders, so they are leaders."
