Bluto took his team and a group of seven people to shuttle through the Black Forest. After he got ashore, he was assigned a mission without even confirming where he lived at night. Lieutenant Colonel Smith asked him to rush forward to reconnaissance to prevent the landing site from being sneak attacked by the New Chinese.

It is said that the entire West Coast is covered by New China players, and the large-scale landing of EU people cannot be concealed by their spies. Lieutenant Colonel Smith hopes to establish a warning line twenty kilometers outside the port.

For squads like Bruto, Lieutenant Colonel Smith sent a total of fifty players and four hundred players, which are almost all the players currently logged in at his port.

Bruto didn't know why Lieutenant Colonel was so cautious. After all, there were only 200 new Chinese people here. Even if they were added to Mao Federation players and Afrika players, they had enough self-protection ability.

"They must have been bullied by the new Chinese this year and can't even afford to buy pants." An EU player muttered dissatisfiedly: "Look at the look they looked when they saw us bringing supplies, it was like seeing a stripper who didn't have money!"

He had an unbearable journey on the sea. He finally stepped onto the land again. Before he could adapt to the feeling of being down-to-earth, he was rushed into this damn jungle, with big trees, vines, and disgusting bugs everywhere.

OK, there isn't the latter one.

"Be careful!" Bruto reached out and clenched his fists. He felt that the forest was a little quiet, without any sound, as if there was no living thing except them.

Bruto has received jungle war training and has been in jungle all over the world. No forest is so - dead silent.

When the players calmed down, the quietness around them was even more prominent. Apart from the sound of their breathing, they could no longer hear any other sounds, and there was no sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

Bruto arranged the realm formation and sent the situation he encountered to Lieutenant Colonel Smith. They were half a local. Bruto did not think that he was a sign of weakness when he did this. Being cautious is always better than reckless.

"It seems you've gone deep enough." Lieutenant Colonel Smith quickly responded to Bruto's message: "You are not in danger, there may have been contaminated by chaos in the previous days."

A more detailed explanation is that Bruto's team was standing at the place where the corrupt tree man Malfurio once passed by, and all the life here was swallowed up by it, and the terrifying atmosphere left behind was enough to keep any creature living in the Black Forest away from this place.

"If you don't mind, this kind of place is actually a good rest area. You don't need to be protected from animals and insects, saving you a lot of trouble." Lieutenant Colonel Smith concluded: "The only trouble is that everyone knows this, maybe you will encounter less friendly natives."

For EU players, there are obviously no friendly indigenous forces in the Far South Continent. They are either hostile to all outsiders or have reached cooperation with New China players.

Bruto didn't know if he wanted to venture into camp here, and after spending a few weeks on the boat, a dry, very warm and hard ground was the most comfortable bed.

He only hesitated for a few seconds before compromise. After all, he is a level 11 warrior, and his teammates are not as high as level 8. As an eight-man team, they not only have reasonable professional matching, rich experience, but also well-equipped.

Bruto considered the indigenous people who felt that the New Chinese players could conquer would not pose a threat to them: "Camp on the spot, we will rest here all day!"

"That's great, my feet have never been dry on the boat!" Several EU players sat on the ground almost instantly: "I feel like I'm almost moldy. Get up the bonfire, cook some hot soup, and bake a few slices of bread. I'm almost vomiting those damn fast meals!"

"Put your shoes, damn it, you've ruined my holiday!" Another EU player simply lay on the ground and laid on his breastplate: "This smell is simply chemical weapon level!"

A large group of EU players relaxed with laughter. Bruto frowned and did not stop them. He just sent two people to guard nearby and changed shifts every two hours.

Everyone was exhausted, and life on the boat was not easy, and the special geographical environment and climate in the far south were not adapted to it. Bruto himself opposed throwing them into the Black Forest, but Lieutenant Colonel Smith insisted on doing so.

As if the New Chinese will call you in the next second, Bruto felt that they might have been scared by the New Chinese and felt that they could do everything.

How could they react so quickly? This is not a reality. The satellites of New China are almost openly slung in the sky to monitor the world. This is the far south, which is the magic world. No matter how powerful they are, they are, they are just a group of low-level players with an average level of six or seven.

In the old continent, players of this level are just qualified to receive tasks from the Mercenary Guild and have the ability to walk in the dark corners of big cities without worrying about being beaten and slap.

Why did they become the local tyrants who were scared to be talked about in the Far South?

"Ah!" A scream broke Bruto's contemplation. The player who had just taken off his shoes and smelled was stabbed directly into the ground.

A big tree trunk not far from them was shaking, showing the location of the previous sneak attacker. Bruto could not confirm the number of enemies around him and dared not pursue him rashly, so he could only take care of the wounded.

"Damn it, it's a metal arrow shaft, a barbed arrow that cannot be pulled out, it can only be sawed off." An EU player who is a military doctor in reality took a look at the injury and looked at the wounded sympathetically: "Some of you have suffered from the guys, they did it on purpose. This kind of arrow is to make you suffer more."

"I guess the sneak attacker couldn't stand his odor, so he chose him as the target of the attack!" The words of another EU player made everyone laugh.

Their tacit division of labor was vigilant to ensure that there were no blind spots in their vision. The shield-holding warrior protected the archers on several sides, while the soldiers searched for the enemy's traces.

"We encountered a sneak attack, which must have been done by the Ranger. The attacker was a woman and was very light." Bruto reported the news to Lieutenant Colonel Smith with certainty: "Do you have any useful news to tell me?"

"Yes, you should meet Amazons, and the Black Forest is the same as their back garden." Lieutenant Colonel Smith warned: "Beware of their javelins, that thing is more deadly."
Chapter completed!