Chapter 30: Shopping

Today Locke received the news that it was half a month later that their camp needed to arrive in the small town of Remosa in front of Entre City. The war has been delayed long enough, and the military department issued a strict order to capture Entel Cheng after half a month, completely destroying the vitality of Charlotte.

In the evening, Locke called Hans, and after an explanation, Hans took a team of soldiers away.

The town of Giza in the middle of the night is like a ghost field, gloomy, and there are ruined houses and collapsed buildings everywhere. Only the hustle and bustle of the clothes shows that there are people alive in this town.

Hagen has been very moist recently, but he didn't expect his wife to be able to get close to a big man, and he would go up and down the boat. He used to be a pub, but he wouldn't know anything. Seeing Charlotte's defeat long ago, he turned to the Fosters. But he didn't have any barriers, and it was normal for him to kick a kick after being used by Forstein, but now it won't. Hagen was full of confidence.

Hagen walked drunk on the roadside of Giza Town. He went to one of his lover's houses. Although the war destroyed everything, it was not bad for him. At least he had a better life than others. The road at night is always stumbling, Hagen has been tripped once, he continued to walk scoldingly, and some beggars and refugees around him were kicked at will.

Suddenly, a dark shadow ran up. "You don't have long eyes when riding a horse!" Hagen scolded, but then there was no sound. The moonlight shone, revealing the majestic body of the shadow, and Hans, holding a short dagger, looked blankly at Hagen who had been stabbed in the throat on the ground.

"Ho ho..." Hagen's eyes widened, pointing at the black shadow to say something, and finally his head twisted away.

A group of people appeared behind the shadow. They quickly cleared the scene. In the end, the shadow and the group of people disappeared in the night, leaving only a headless body.

The beggars and refugees gathered around slowly, and then observed that there was no danger around them and swarmed up, grabbing the few clothes on the body.

A beggar smiled and grabbed a coin from somewhere in his body, but was quickly snatched away by another stronger beggar. After the fight, there was nothing left in the ground. The half body didn't know which corner was kicked by the crowd.

In a basement in Giza town, dozens of yellow-skinned people gathered here to warm up. Only a small pile of wood burned on the ground, and most of the people around were only wearing one or two thin thick cloths. There are men and women, as well as old and young.

Hans and his team appeared here, and they saw this situation. They watched it more and didn't feel much about it.

There seem to be many people here who know them and startled, but more are afraid and hesitant. A thin middle-aged man stood up, he seemed to be the leader here.

Hans didn't talk nonsense with these people, throwing Hagen's head away with his hand. "The underground world of this town will be watched by you in the future, but the monthly turn-in is 20% higher than before, otherwise he will be a role model!"

The middle-aged man does not seem to have digested the information he just got, and said in consternation, "Sir, don't we get angry with us?"

"As long as you do well, we will not treat you. In short, we will make achievements for us, otherwise..." Hans threatened coldly.

The middle-aged man was surprised and immediately replied, "Absolutely 20% more than Hagen turned in."

Hans snorted and led the person away without much nonsense.

The middle-aged people saw that they were all gone, and their bodies seemed to be hollowed out, and they sat down. "Brother, we sent it this time," the younger brothers all said excitedly, and the elderly and women also smiled, and only the children looked at these adults ignorantly.

The middle-aged people were the group of people who robbed Xia Qian's tavern. After being taught by Locke, they had a bad life. Later, Locke became the squadron leader, and more people wanted to find them.

The middle-aged man used to be a small businessman with a little mind, otherwise he would not be the leader of this group of people. He always hoped to lead them to live a good life, even if the means is not glorious.

The refugees here are all from a town. Charlotte lost the war and the domestic bandits rampaged. They forced them to flee. The middle-aged people had no way out to choose to rob at the time. At that time, only Xia Qian's Green Palm Tavern was still open.

It was also at that time that he got into the evil star of Locke. At that time, their group had starved to death for several old people and children. There was no way this was the way of living, and he didn't dare to anger Locke. Now there is a chance to live better. Although it is a black force, it can live better. Whatever it does, even the opportunity given by the enemy cannot be given up.

Middle-aged people plan to work hard, and must not end Hagen.

After the soldiers "patroled" in the city of France, the city finally became quiet. Some Charlottes on the street began to move around, but they still shrank, and it seemed that they could not forget the arrogance of the soldiers of Forstan when the city broke.

For the ordinary civilians of Charlotte, the Folstein soldiers will not do anything extraordinary, because it is not necessary.

Locke and Xia Qian walked between the cities of France and felt the flavor of a foreign town. Xia Qian had never been to a big city like France before, and was more curious about it than Locke. Only at this time there was no bustling scene on the street, and the few shops were opened by the caravans of Locke Camp and Baron Kashgar, and they only sold food.

This shop collects everything. Jewelry, coins, weapons and armor picked up on the battlefield can be exchanged for food. There is only one kind of food called coal cake. This food has carbon particles on a black surface, so it is called briquettes. If the currant cake is made with the skins of cereal grains, then the coal cake is made with the bottom of the pot that has finished the currant cake. This thing is not even eye-catching for mice, but this time it was rushed by the Charlotte.

Locke had eaten briquettes, and his throat was dry and astringent and smoked. When he ate too much, he would have a stomachache and no nutrition. If he ate for a few days, his limbs would be weak. If the currant cakes sometimes make guest appearances on horses, coal cakes are absolutely impossible, unless you want the horses in the army to be weak.

The Charlottes are not fools, but they can’t help, especially their “city people”. If the country is similar to the town of Giza, people can still find food in the fields and in the woods, but In the city, apart from the yard with a few fruit trees, you don't want to find a little to eat.

Most of the merchants in their camp who sold briquettes knew Locke and smiled at Locke, saying hello. In the shop on the side of Baron Kashir, one of the people watching the scene happened to be Sean who had a drink with Locke that day.

"Brother Locke, why are you free to come here?" Sean is teaching a refugee that should be hungry and robbed of food.

Locke is indeed a strange squadron leader. If the other squadron leaders usually practice or live in their own residence, otherwise they will go to the baron or other squadron leaders. Only Locke seems to be doing nothing, if he is not on the street all day long. Mix with the lower soldiers, or just wander around blindly.

In Jellson’s words, “Rock is still young after all, and he has not adapted to the life that a squadron leader should have.”

In the words of Master Sauron, "Locke likes to be busy."

But only Uncle Joshak said the most accurately, "Rock is using his own ability to develop." This is too evil to say, and few people who have heard it understand it.

Locke is away all the year round, and he rolls around in the dead at the age of fourteen. He wants to live a better life than anyone else and wants to enjoy it. But the perennial life gave him a deep sense of worry. He wanted to do everything to develop himself.

The rest of the squadron captains chose to go up, climb up, draw the same level, and climb the higher level. Although Locke knows these things, he rarely touched them before, and he has not yet adapted to this state. But instead of being discouraged, he chose another path.

He believes that he can be the leader of the team now, and he will never be too miserable in the future. It is useless to himself now. What about the future? Don't deny the value of anyone.

So he mingled with the squad leader who was not his own squadron, and even had a few good relationships with the squad leader under the Baron Kashir. So he chose the black forces in Giza town where no one can see them. Although he has less money to honor, what about in the future? The town of Giza is an important transportation route, he did not believe that this town would not develop.

"Come out and have a look." Locke said with arms around Xia Qian's waist.

"Is this sister-in-law? Brother Locke has your vision." Sean finished, shouting to a caravan man behind him, "Dark, what about the silver bracelet your kid received yesterday? Take it out to sister-in-law."

After the clever boy agreed, he ran out of the caravan and handed respectfully to Locke. After playing with it, Locke gave Xia Qian, who was already excited, this was her first jewelry and the most precious one.

To be honest, it is indeed a fine product, which is a little better than the other tidy up that day from the two peddler Kebi boxes. Locke patted Sean's shoulder.

Xia Qian has long been envious of the jewelry of Grace and others who live in the same house. The sapphire on Grace's neck and the gold bracelet on Lafite's wrist are all so beautiful to her.

Xia Qian happily played with the bracelet in her hand. Locke felt that she had mistreated her. Locke remembered the bracelets and earrings he had gotten from the two dealers that day. He had planned to give them to his sister in the future. Xia Qian likes it, just give her first.

Now that Xia Qian already had the bracelet, Locke took out the pair of earrings from her arms and handed it to Xia Qian.

"Do you like it?" Locke put the earring in Xia Qian's hands.

If the silver bracelet is a noble in jewelry, then this earring is the royal in jewelry. Elegant arcs and exquisite diamonds make up this pair of superb earrings.

"Like!" Xia Qian kissed Locke excitedly, not paying attention to the eyes of the people around her. She more and more felt that choosing this younger brother was the right choice.