Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Although the Greenworth Empire and Huaxia have never gotten along, regardless of all the public and undercover conflicts, the surface peace must still be maintained.

Yang Fei had a bit of a headache. With this situation, the Changfeng Squad could forget about entering Greenworth in a legitimate manner.

Even though there were no signs proving any ties between the Changfeng Squad and the Huaxia Military, any avoidable trouble should still be avoided.

After a long discussion, Yang Fei made the decision to proceed to Novice, the capital of Greenworth, to gather information about Professor Mi.

Once the whereabouts of Professor Mi are clear, the Changfeng Squad will be organized for the rescue mission.

Meanwhile, the Changfeng Squad will be stationed in Alang, ready to support Yang Fei whenever necessary.

On another front, Mi Duo was injured, so Yang Fei decided to send her back to Huaxia to treat her leg injury first.

This little girl's Armed Storm was invincible against regular troops.

However, when faced with a master like Chen Xingzhu, she was powerless to resist.

Mi Duo, the elder, was unwilling, pouting in silence.

Yang Fei glanced at her bandaged leg and chuckled.

"If you don't treat that leg in time, it will become useless."

"At that time, using a cane and limping behind us into battle will be quite amusing."

"Pah, you crow's beak! I curse you to have a face full of pimples."

Mi Duo spat at Yang Fei but did not object, essentially agreeing to Yang Fei's arrangement.

In the battle at the Redwood Forest, the Black Fox Mercenaries were utterly defeated by the Changfeng Squad, suffering heavy casualties.

This squad of mercenaries from the East quickly made a name for themselves within the borders of the Alang Kingdom.

Yang Fei and Mad Blade submitted their battle plan to headquarters, and Wu Yuanzhong approved Yang Fei's strategy.

Simultaneously, he informed Yang Fei that he would be given a new identity to infiltrate Novis, the capital of Greenworth, but this would take some time.

Three days later, a signal from headquarters prompted Yang Fei to hitch a ride with a caravan heading to the Greenworth Empire.

Alang is an extremely chaotic nation, critically short on supplies.

Food, gasoline, and arms from Greenworth see their prices skyrocket as soon as they reach Alang.

The immense profit has spawned countless smuggling caravans of all sizes along the border.

The Old Caro Caravan is one of these countless caravans.

Like other caravans, Old Caro's also indulges in some illegal activities aside smuggling living essentials and energy sources.

Among these, arms smuggling and human trafficking are their most crucial businesses.

Generally, those in this trade typically have their own armed forces, and Old Caro's caravan is no exception.

They have a small armed squad of seven to eight men with guns, although their military skills are not high.

However, in these chaotic times, they can still be intimidating.

As long as their smuggled goods aren't exceptionally tempting, this small squad can ensure the safety of the Old Caro caravan.

At this moment, Yang Fei was chatting with Kelani, the armed captain of the Old Caro caravan.

Kelani is a typical Indigenous Person, having a cautious nature ingrained from his local roots.

His extensive experience in the Mortal World made this thirty-something man think highly of himself and prone to boasting, especially in front of attractive female guests.

At this moment, Kelani was boasting about his heroic deeds to Yang Fei from the last encounter.

"Last time, at the Oniya Garrison, our truck was detained, and the border guards made it all kinds of difficult, but I couldn't be bothered with those bastards."

"I simply made a call to get Captain Mosanka over. Hey, you know Mr. Mosanka, right? He's a big shot at the Oniya Garrison!"

Yang Fei chuckled. Such small characters always take pride in knowing some big figures and love to prattle about it.

However, having such an amusing character to meet during a boring journey wasn't a bad thing.

While talking, Kelani pulled out an old Mauser gun from behind and showed it to Yang Fei.

"Hey, buddy, look at this. This is my treasure. I once used it to take down three highway robbers."

The truck shook as a group of gunmen nearby laughed uproariously.

They were all guards of the caravan, either squatting or standing on one side of the truck cabin.

One guy with a red nose teased Kelani from afar.

"Our great King of bragging, that Old Mauser of yours has only one bullet, it's never even fired. Did you brag those three people to death?"

Yang Fei had a vibrant personality and laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"To be honest, I was once a soldier, a well-known sniper in the army."

"The seventh-ranked sniper on the global list, Lakin, wasn't he formidable? Yet he also fell by my hands."

Yang Fei's bragging puts Kelani's tales to shame.

People on the global sniper list are akin to deities to these amateur gunmen.

And this Asian who is sneaking into Greenworth through a caravan claims to have killed Lakin?

The crowd burst into laughter, each person imitating Yang Fei, boasting in turn.

Someone claimed to have slept with the most beautiful woman in Novis, Black Pearl; another said they were the brother of the world's richest man, Gates, making a lot of noise and laughter.

Kelani, whose brag was busted, became angered and turned his fury on Yang Fei, the instigator, glaring at him.

"If you're a sniper, I would have been president long ago, you yellow-skinned lowly person, how dare you compare yourself to me?"

As soon as Kelani uttered these words, everyone quieted down.

Kelani is a purebred Germanic Person, proud of his bloodline, and often shows an air of superiority.

The crowd knew he had some ties with the Legion Commander of the Novis City Guard Army, so although displeased, no one dared to offend him.

Even the mocking earlier was only mimicking Yang Fei's boastful tone to mock him.

Yang Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, wondering why a pest like this popped up out of nowhere, what's this guy's problem?

In Kelani's mind, a stowaway like Yang Fei couldn't possibly be a wealthy or influential person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to rely on a caravan for smuggling.

Seeing Yang Fei's turned stern face, Kelani sneered, "What, not convinced?"

"Do you even know how to disengage a safety lock? How dare you pretend to be Big Head in front of me?"

Yang Fei gave him a disdainful look, not bothering to respond, and turned away.

If it weren't for the mission at hand and the need to keep his identity under wraps, he would've already tossed this guy off the truck, bones shattered.

Yang Fei, having paid the stowaway fees, saw Kelani's aggressive behavior and a forty-something man spoke up to reprimand Kelani.

"Don't neglect our guest, shut that filthy mouth of yours."

This forty-something man was Old Carlo, the caravan's mastermind, with quite an unusual identity and status.

At his scolding, Kelani immediately went silent, but still gave Yang Fei a fierce glare.

Yang Fei didn't take such a petty character to heart, closing his eyes for rest.

The convoy slowly and bumpily progressed forward, as the sky began to darken.

Just then, a sudden explosion was heard in the distance ahead, with a faint burst of firelight.