Chapter 513 Setting off in groups

On the night of the third day, it was still in this camp.

A large group of people were already sitting or standing around a bonfire.

They are the last bit of the family fortunes of the Rangers organization, so the "combat meeting" before departure has become very important.

"It seems that everyone has arrived, so let's start."

Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a bearded face and looked very tough, stood in the middle of the crowd, speaking in a tone of neither humility nor arrogant, neither high nor low...

"I'll introduce myself first, I... von Campbell Hewitt Manuel is also the 'old man' of this organization. Many of you here should know me, or at least have heard of some of my deeds." When Old Feng said this, he paused, looked around slowly, and then said, "At present, the elders hope that I will preside over this meeting. Do you have any objections?"

His opening remarks first changed his qualifications and then showed that there were endorsements from the elders, so naturally everyone would not have any opinions.

In fact, even if he doesn't say anything and starts to host it directly, there is no problem...

After all, this Ranger organization is "loose", so there are not so many intrigues or struggles for power and profit. Anyone who can respond to the summons of the elders will be the heroes who put their heads on their belts to give you voluntarily help. Most of these people are not particular about the details.

"Okay, hurry up and talk about the serious business. Lao Feng, when we get on the way, you have time to show off your 'deeds'." Two seconds later, a short man next to the bonfire who was about the same age as Lao Feng but had a more rough and sloppy appearance and responded in a teasing tone.

This person's popularity is actually similar to that of Lao Feng, because he is Lao Feng's partner, known as "Zhuangke", that is, "drunk"...

If you have this nickname, it is obviously skilled. Just look at his virtue: he holds a bottle of wine all day long, his face full of drunkenness, and then he has a rosacea and a red face, plus a big beard that can almost cover his chest. The food residue in his beard is probably enough to feed dozens of different insects.

Only such a person can become a partner with Lao Feng, who looks mature and steadfast and has "suspectedly a nobleman", and his combat effectiveness is definitely great.

"Okay." Old Feng didn't argue with him. Old Feng, who had long been used to partnering with slandering, just continued to say nothing, "Then... I'll start from the beginning."

He paused for a few seconds, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "The beginning of the matter was that the organization received a letter of distress signed as 'Belmondo'."

As soon as he finished his first sentence, he began to talk about it.

"Yes, it's that 'Belmondo', but it's doubtful." Lao Feng continued, "After all, there has been no news from their family for many years, and there are even legends that they have long since broken blood, but no matter what, the content in the letter still looks quite like that.

"The letter said... In the past two months, there have been many incidents of missing girls in a village on the mountainous area of ​​Transylvania's border, and no one is seen alive or dead.

"The villagers in the village have been inquiring and searching for a long time, and they have basically ruled out the possibility of running away on their own or encountering wild beasts. So some people remembered that there is a castle that has been abandoned for many years on a cliff a few miles away from the village, and only there has never been found there.

"But everyone in the village also knows that the castle was burned down by a fire many years ago, and many places collapsed. Even the castle gate was sealed by collapsed building fragments. That possibility should not be possible.

"But with the mentality of being a dead horse as a living horse, the village chief organized some people to investigate together, and was surprised to find that the castle had changed at some point.

"I don't know what the inside of the castle is, but the ruins of the building are gone, and the iron bars at the gate are intact and closed.

"The villagers then called more people, took ladders and tools, tried to cross the moat, opened the door, and went in and took a look.

"What happened later... the letter didn't write, it only said that many people died, and he has rushed to Transylvania to investigate, hoping that the organization can also send some people to assist him.

"At the end of the letter, the only one is the last name 'Belmondo', and no name is left."

When Lao Feng said this, a young man sitting in the front row asked, "Then is there any possibility that this letter is a trap?"

"This is indeed a possible assumption, but it cannot be verified so far." Lao Feng continued, "because after receiving the letter, the organization sent three teams to Transylvania in half a year, and each team was more than the other, but they all went but returned, and no news was transmitted back.

"Later, after discussion, the elders decided to assemble all the elites that could be activated at that time, that is, the 'Fourth Squad' before us.

"That team was led by that 'Nicholas', but as a result... I have been there for a long time, and I still have no news yet."

When Nicholas' name appeared, the expression on Tyrel's face changed significantly.

If Lao Feng is an old senior that many people have heard of, then Nicholas can be said to be a big star that everyone knows about in the organization.

But even he is now in a state of uncertainty about life and death, which is indeed unsettling.

"In other words, the remaining people we have to wipe the butts of everyone in front of us, right?" Zhuangke said in a summary tone at this time.

"Our first task is investigation, followed by rescue... Of course, if anyone survives." Lao Feng continued, "If we have enough energy after completing these two tasks, we will consider eliminating the culprit of this crisis." He paused for half a second, "But judging from the situation of the first four teams, I am not optimistic about this... Considering the fact that we can complete the 'investation' here, and even 'rescue' can only give up if we need to."

"How can that be done?" Tyrel was excited at the time. "Do you just sneak back without caring about the people you can save?"

When Old Feng heard this, he turned his head to look at him: "Yes, if the situation is forced, we have to do that." He also sighed lightly and said, "After all, the strength of our organization is still limited. If we find that the threat we face is too strong... then we can only complete the "investigation" task, then bring the information back, and hand it over to other stronger organizations to solve the problem.

"Of course, that's the final choice. If we really do that, our organization is actually considered to be 'in name', so if possible, it's better for our team to solve the problem."

"I'll ask..." At this time, Huang Donglai, who was squatting in the crowd like a minion, finally spoke, "If our group of people cannot come back, that is, the 'investation' task cannot be completed, what should we do?"

"If even we lose our news, the elders will directly declare the collapse of the organization and then hand over everything in the organization to the church." Lao Feng replied.

As soon as this said, a voice of dissatisfaction immediately emerged from the crowd.

"What? To those guys in the church?"

"How can that work..."

“Is there no other choice?”

"Mom, I'm just going to take a gamble, right? Suicide team, right?" Sun Yixie also cursed and said a few words when she heard this, but he was not hostile to the church like others, nor was he unhappy because of some sense of honor. He was just slutty and brave, and it was very dangerous to hear this, so he complained.

"Ha... a group of uncropped guys think about failure before they even go. Isn't it better to just stop going?" Only Zhuangke was drunk and made such mockery remarks.

"Hey! What do you mean? buddy!" Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, someone was angry and stood up.

The man who got up was a giant man with a figure of more than two meters. His outfit was nothing special, but he was wearing a small sack on his head, with two holes on it, just enough to reveal his two eyes.

This person is also a powerful character, known as "ugly Bob", and is an old London native to North America.

It is said that this guy is born to be scary and can scare demons and monsters when he shows his face, so he always wears a sack on his head.

I'll see the wrong version one by one!

This ugly Bob should have joined the elite organization of the Fourth Team, but he happened to be sick during that time and did not go there. His two fellow countrymen... Terrence and Philip both went, so Bob's mentality this time was similar to that of Tyrell, and he also hoped to rescue his companions.

"I'm not your buddy, guy." Zhuangke didn't look good either, and he responded lukewarmly.

"I'm not your guy, friend, either!" Ugly Bob also retorted again.

"I'm not your friend, buddy!" Zhuangke was also excited for some reason.

You probably guessed the next sentence of the ugly Bob: "I'm not your buddy!guy!"

This hand is actually a special ability of Ugly Bob. He can make the other person (and himself) fall into this strange cycle when he is yelling with others. His partners Terrence and Philip can also do this trick.

Moreover, this move is often uncontrollable. When they quarrel with others, sometimes it happens naturally as they talk... Of course, it is not difficult to stop, as long as a third party pulls the two sides who are quarrel apart.

To some extent, if this move is used well, it is considered a "strong control", but now... it is obviously an accident, so several brothers who are familiar with the matter quickly dragged away the troublemaker and stopped the farce.

"Hmm..." Seeing that his stinky partner finally left, Old Feng spoke again, "Where did you come from just now? Oh, by the way, in short, 'Investigation' is a task we must complete at the minimum. In order to complete it better, I suggest that we make sufficient preparations before departure and not go directly on the road like the previous team... We should hide our identities and avoid attracting certain threats in advance during the journey, so that it is safer."

At this point, Lao Feng looked at everyone again: "Do you have any good ideas for disguising yourself? You can all say it, of course... just like the kind of 'dressing up as a caravan'."

Everyone understands his words, because the trick of pretending to be a caravan is too easy to see through, and even if you dress up well, it will be equivalent to adding threats of plunder from robbers and lords from all over the country.

Then, these big guys started to "brain storm" or "branching ideas"... Anyway, they all said anything, and even those who proposed to pretend to be robbers, basically all of them were funny opinions.

But as the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Once these random ideas are too many, a reliable one really emerges - why don't we play a circus?

Everyone thought about it and it made sense.

The circus is a group that travels everywhere. Not only does the number of people be flexible, but the composition of the personnel and the luggage they carry can be very complicated... Needless to mention cold weapons, you can carry cannons and beasts with the convoy, and there will be no suspicion.

Moreover, the circus is not afraid of robbers, because this industry is "selling arts" and not "selling goods". Generally, there is no oil or water to scrape, and its resistance is much stronger than that of the caravan.

The most important thing is that all the guys in the organization have "unique skills". You may not be like the merchants, but you can't let them perform some unique skills at will?

In short, the more people thought about this, the more reasonable they were, so they did it. That night, everyone started working with the tailors, blacksmiths, cobblers and others in the camp and started making big tents, performance costumes, performance props and other essential items.

This preparation work lasted for several days. In the past few days, these "rangers" gradually became familiar with each other, and everyone had gradually thought about their roles in the circus.

Some people tame animals, some people play with flying knives, some people fly in the air, some people transform into magic...

Of course, there must be clowns.

I don't need to say it, as you all know, there are two people who are very suitable for the job of clowns.

As we all know, in Europe at that time, there were some black and white Arabs... and the people had seen them, but it was rare to see them from the Central Plains people from Dazhi.

In this Ranger Camp, most people are commonplace, so there is nothing wrong with it. But if they really go out to perform and let Sun Huang and the two Han people appear in public, there will probably be some unknown risks.

Hey, but once the clown is put on makeup, there is no problem. They are all white and have red noses. They are either wigs or hats on their heads. Who can tell who they are?

As for the work the clown wants to do, it is like performing some small acrobatics, playing a few body jokes, and singling the atmosphere... Isn't that the same thing for two people who know martial arts?

In this way, although Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai were a little resistant, they eventually became the best candidates for the two clowns in the circus.

To put it short, a week after Shuangxie arrived at the camp, finally... all the preparations needed for the team's trip were ready. Their huge "circus" convoy, led by the regiment elder Feng, officially set out westward.
Chapter completed!