"Sir, there is a secret whistle on the hillside on the left!"

Dengdot, a wine shop who temporarily joined the team, lowered his voice and said behind Lin Mo who was driving the cart and pulling the bull.

"knew!"

Lin Mo nodded in slightest.

This secret whistle position had been confirmed by him and two other archer divisions long ago. Dengdot was able to take the initiative to remind him, and it seemed that he was really determined to surrender to them, but it was too early to make up his conclusion before the mission was completed.

As for the sense of belonging to the country, both Lin Mo and the Gemini sisters are very aware that in the national social system in this world, low-level civilians will not care about the changing king flag on the city wall unless they face the moment of life and death.

The Slans, Portlanders, or Lahons, are just different in dialects, and there is no big difference in language and writing. If the ruling class is the same, they will have to pay taxes and bear all kinds of exploitation and oppression.

The Portlanders' vigilance whistle seemed to have discovered the convoy, but did not issue any warning or interception and inspection, and remained secretly concerned.

Lin Mo did not dare to release the Light Mirror Technique to reconnaise the surroundings. It was not that there was no way to find any restraint here. The magicians could easily sense the Light Mirror Technique's sight and immediately take countermeasures.

Even when exploring Dongquan Town at night, Lin Mo could only rely on the "Dragon General"'s scientific reconnaissance system and did not dare to use this initial light-based spell that he had long been used to.

"Stop! Who?"

More than four hours after entering the mountainous area, the convoy finally encountered the first level.

"Sir, it's the goods of Boss Rondote."

Lin Mo signaled to stop moving forward and responded loudly in the direction of the level.

Except for the big boss An and the female magician Berkhaluo as preparatory support, the other eight members of the support team followed Lin Mo to play the coachman of the grain transport team.

“Pass, and a list of goods!”

The Portland Master, who was carrying a spear and leading the team to guard the pass, stood behind the horse and shouted far away.

The Portland soldiers behind them all took warning signs, posing with arrows or holding swords and spears.

With his eyebrows and eyes wide open, Lin Mo stared at the front of the convoy and looked at Lin Mo in a stern voice, the Portland Tenthusband said in a suspicious tone: "Where is that guy Rondotai? Boy, I think you seem to be a little disgusted! You can't be a spy!"

"Sir, I am Rondotai's nephew. My uncle caught a cold yesterday and was fed up at night and talked nonsense. He still lay down and couldn't get up. Today, he had to hand over the food to me."

Lin Mo, who led the team, was like a different person at this moment. He was completely different from the previous gentle and well-educated nobleman, but a real philanthropist. He spoke beautiful compliments with his smile and handed over the passive documents found from the grain merchant Rondotai.

Then he muttered some things about the grain merchant Rondote, most of which were heard on the dining table in the winery. At this moment, he was just used to cover up his identity. It seemed that he was really familiar with Rondote, which invisibly added a bit of credibility.

After taking it, the Portland Twins still had suspicion and distrust in their eyes.

"Mr. Jamie, this is indeed Lin Mo, the nephew of the boss Rondotti. He just arrived in Dongquan Town half a month ago and has been working as a helper with the boss Rondotti."

At this time, Dengdot, a mate at the wine shop in Dongquan Town, finally played a role. Rondotti was sick and fever, and it was a good idea to be unable to lead the team.

These Portlanders would not have thought that Lin Mo's cheap uncle was now tied to his own warehouse with his friends, and he was lit with a mysterious incense made by the pharmacist Mien, and he would not wake up at noon tomorrow as soon as possible.

"Huh? Dengdot, why are you here too? Didn't you let Rondotte's fleet bring things?"

The Portland Twins obviously knew this wine shop guy.

As Dengdot said, he had visited this military blockade area many times before.

"I happened to send Man Beef and Ale. Unfortunately, the cart broke down. I came to ask the Rondote's guy to help me load and unload things. It happened that the boss of Rondote was very ill and was worried that his nephew would mess up the matter for the first time delivering goods alone, so I asked me to help take care of him."

Saying half-true and half-false words, Dengdot looked kind-hearted, took out a small bag and a wooden tube from the car behind him, stuffed it into the hands of the chief clerk, and continued, "Sir, this is not a bystander."

Perhaps because of smelling the aroma of meat and wine, the tenth prince of Portland couldn't help swallowing, and his face looked better and said, "Okay, you kid is still very good! Well, don't worry, as long as you check it, I'll let you go right away." Looking at the small actions he and Dengdot were used to, it was not the first time such a bribery was.

He winked at the soldiers behind him, and the soldiers immediately surrounded the convoy and began to check whether the goods on the car were in line with the goods list.

The dealings with these Portland sergeants in the convoy were entirely handled by Lin Mo and Dundort, and the others were all lowered their heads and looked honest and obedient.

What's more, the Portland ten-men's attention was attracted by the two men who led the team and the wine and meat in their hands, so they didn't notice anything strange about the coachman.

It is not uncommon for a group of lowly coolies to have a new face. The mobility of people in this industry is already very high.

These soldiers could only check that the actual goods on the vehicle were consistent with the list, whether there were any contraband hidden, and as for whether the food on the vehicle had been secretly tampered with, they could do nothing.

Until the inspection was over, they still found no weapons hidden in the mezzanine at the bottom of the cart.

The convoy stayed for more than ten minutes before the level and was successfully released. If someone came to check the elemental affinity of everyone in the convoy, they would probably be shocked. Except for a wine shop guy and a pharmacist, everyone else has extremely amazing talent for warriors or casters.

After four levels with equally strict inspections, Lin Mo and others entered a small camp with a hidden location.

This place is only one kilometer away from the tunnel entrance enveloped by the magic array. No matter where the situation occurs, you can quickly arrive and support it.

"Hurry up! Remove the things and get out! Don't run around, don't look around!"

The soldiers who brought the convoy to the logistics center of the logistics department shouted at these outsiders, as if they were very impatient with their arrival. Even if they stayed for a second more, it would mean that something bad would happen.

"Yes, yes! We'll be fine right away!"

Lin Mo, Deng Duote and others pretended to be in a state of fear and fear, quickly lowered their heads and moved goods to the warehouse very quickly, and at the same time, they carefully exchanged their gazes.

These Portlanders were extremely strict and could not find an opportunity to take advantage of it for a while. Despite this, Mien, the fifth-level pharmacist in the team, had already successfully made trouble.

Perhaps it was the Portlander who was unlucky, and the beef and ale sent by the wine shop were colorless and odorless and highly poisonous. Although the poison used was rare and precious, it was definitely a profitable deal for the gains of this operation.

Not only that, Lin Mo and the support team were all in one go, and even most of the food carried by the convoy was also tampered with.

As long as it is used properly, the pharmacist who saves lives and heals the wounded will not be much slower than the executioner. This is also the reason why there is a fifth-level pharmacist in the elite support team.

The Gemini sisters' three strategies, middle and lower, Lin Mo and others are now implementing the best strategy and middle strategy. Since they cannot directly enter the tunnel, they can only take the opportunity to poison and create chaos.

Judging from the current progress, it is not easy to have an unfavorable situation of being exposed and being forced to launch a bad attack.

The honest attitude and quick movements of everyone in the grain transport team were satisfied with the Portland soldiers who were guarding the work. In less than one hour from entering the camp to leaving, no abnormality occurred, and every move was under his gaze.

"Kai'an! Are they leaving? The lord ordered us to be careful during this period."

Watching the back of the grain transport convoy disappear from outside the entrance and exit of the camp, the Portland soldier who was in charge of the convoy just now nodded to the tenth trooper of his squad and replied loudly: "Everything is normal! Boss Willy!"

"Go and help Captain Mas bring up both beef and ale, and everyone can eat extra meals tonight!"

"As for orders! Boss Willy!"

"Kai'an! Move things to me, and I'll allow you to steal food later!"

"Thank you, Boss Maas!"

"Damn it, whoever gives you food will be the boss!"

The Portland Tent Man with a sword on his waist looked at his subordinates, following the gangster with a big and round waist, leaving, and shook his head with a little regretful feeling.

The grain transport convoy that unloaded the cargo came out very quickly, and there was no intercepting several levels, and there was no intention of checking, so they were released all the way.

"Sir! How did I perform?"

After coming out of the Portlander camp, Dundort, a wine shop, had already been wet with sweat. He was not tired, but nervous and scared.

Even though he was so anxious and wise at the beginning in front of Lin Mo and others, in the military camp, the sense of crisis that was always like a ray of light was something he had never felt before.

"You're doing very well!"

Lin Mo, who was still driving the cart and pulling a bull, nodded and gestured to the rear of the convoy. A small paper bag flew over from behind. He grabbed it as if his hands were full of eyes, then stuffed it into the arms of the wine shop and said, "This relief medicine is a reward for your good performance. Take it in three minutes, don't be early or late! When the mission is over, I will give you the real antidote, and I will do what I say."

Dengdot was stunned for a moment, took out a paper bag from his arms, holding it tightly in his hand like a life root, staring at it for a while, the severe pain of angina pectoris still fresh in memory, then nodded vigorously and said, "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely cooperate with you."

"Haha! Your next task is to stay in a place and don't go anywhere until dawn tomorrow!"

"Uh!~"
Chapter completed!