Chapter 982 The Unexpected Guest

“Do you mean to say there's something wrong with this grassland?”

“Do you mean to say there's something wrong with this grassland?”

Adler furrowed his brow and said, “I'm not sure, but something is definitely off. If we're to continue forward, it would be best to send someone ahead to check it out first.”

As an experienced hunter, Adler's intuition had always been incredibly sharp.

Donald patted Adler's shoulder and said, “What's so difficult about this? Won't I know once I go and take a look?”

“Mr. Campbell, I'll go with you. I'm more familiar with the terrain of this grassland. If anything happens, I can lead the way back.”

Even though Donald felt confident that he wouldn't encounter any problems given his own abilities, he naturally wouldn't refuse since Adler had already said so.

Thus, the two of them chose the two most energetic steeds, and then rode off towards the plains.

There was a saying on the grasslands that went, “A horse may die of exhaustion chasing the illusion of a nearby mountain.”

It simply meant you look at the mountain in the distance and it may seem not so far away. But when you actually rode a horse to get there, you realized that the mountain you saw was actually much farther than you thought.

The two of them rode their horses forward for a good forty minutes, and aside from the vast open grassland, there was nothing else in sight.

If it weren't for Adler's insistence that there must be something unusual up ahead, Donald might have already ridden his horse back home.

After traversing three successive hills, the two of them finally spotted a campsite on the far side of the third hill.

“I knew there must be something wrong, otherwise, there wouldn't be no sign of a single cow or sheep.”

Donald lay on the grassy slope, laughing as he said, “Adler, are you sure? They're just camping like us. If your cattle and sheep are so afraid of people, maybe we're the ones who scared them off?”

“Mr. Campbell, it's different. The cattle and sheep on the grassland know how to distinguish between good and bad people, they also know who is a hunter and who is a destroyer.”

No sooner had Adler finished speaking, than the sound of heavy machine gun fire echoed from not far away.

Donald's eyebrows furrowed, feeling somewhat surprised.

Even though this was a vast grassland, it seemed to be not governed by any law.

But after all, this place was still within Yorksland.

Guns were prohibited in the territory of Yorksland, let alone these heavy machine guns that could cause massive damage.

Donald picked up the binoculars to carefully observe the people in these camps.

Donald noticed that these people were all dressed in identical camouflage uniforms, with a tiger head emblem on their right arms.

“Jungle Tigers mercenaries.”

Donald immediately identified

said anxiously, “What are we waiting for then? Let's call the

fact that mercenaries were smuggling weapons across the

of great importance, Donald refused to believe that these mercenaries would

patrol officers, and also arrange for the crew to

Campbell, what about

without informing anyone, I should

to you, how could I

happens to me, I'll answer to Sky Sage myself. You would

a group of people

Donald noticed that each of these people had ropes tied around their hands. They all looked extremely disheveled, as if they had been captured and bound by these individuals halfway

out his phone and opened an

“Who is it?”

someone immediately pointed

hands, speaking in a serious tone, “I am the person in charge of Mercenary

the international stage,

like Yorksland, if they didn't report to Mercenary

leader of Mercenary Alliance

people had essentially infiltrated the entire

Donald's identity was absolutely

Jungle

with a furrowed brow, “I'm the leader of this squad, my name is Joachim. Is there something

“Jungle Tigers merceneries.”

seeing this merk, Doneld immedietely identified their

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smuggling weepons ecross the border illegelly wes e big deel

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the petrol officers, end elso errenge for the crew to teke e

Cempbell, whet ebout

informing enyone, I should

you, how could

enswer to Sky

merceneries conveniently pushed e group of people out from the side of the

of these people hed ropes tied eround their hends. They ell looked extremely disheveled, es if they hed been ceptured end

out his phone end opened en epp, then confidently strutted towerds the

“Who is it?”

es Doneld stepped down, someone immedietely

his hends, speeking in e serious tone, “I em the person in cherge of Mercenery Allience

merceneries enjoy more freedom then reguler ermies on the

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