"Where is the bullet shell?!" Hou Dasheng raised his pillow, leaned up to make him feel more comfortable, and then asked the crocodile. When the crocodile heard this, his face couldn't help but sink.

"Die. He lost too much blood. When our plane arrived, he was no longer able to do it. He lost more than one-third of his body's blood. We didn't have that much blood to him..."

Hou Dasheng was silent. Although he was a little surprised, he was not too excited. Anyone on the battlefield could die, especially such long-distance raids, who could die at any time without logistical support.

It took a long time for them to retreat from the town to the assembly point. Although the wound was simply bandaged and stopped bleeding, it was not surprising that too much blood was lost in the absence of medical treatment and medicine.

"The Flamingo survived, he wanted to see you..." After a while of silence, the crocodile looked at Hou Dasheng and whispered: "From the moment you came back from completing the task, you have graduated. You are no longer a student from Xueshan, so it is up to you to decide whether to see him or not. We will not say anything about this..."

Hou Dasheng remained silent. The crocodile did not say anything. He was waiting for Hou Dasheng's decision.

"Where is he? I'll go see him." Hou Dasheng smiled slightly and said softly: "Please help me notify the snow fox. Since I graduated, I can leave. Pack up my luggage and I'll go to see him."

"Aren't you here to cure your injury first?" the crocodile asked with a smile: "You know, this is free. And our medical conditions are pretty good."

"No need, I will come back to see you if you have the chance." Hou Dasheng smiled and said softly: "Finally, thank you. Thank you for the other instructors."

The crocodile shrugged when he heard this: "You're welcome, everything we did is not free." Hou Dasheng smiled and shook his head: "It's not this problem. I haven't seen my commander and others for a long time. So I want to go back as soon as possible..."

In fact, Hou Dasheng was not eager to return to the jackal. He just wanted to know from the giant wolf how he should obtain a legal identity and then return to China.

"Okay, I will notify the snow fox to pick you up." The crocodile shrugged and said, "Do you need me to bring the flamingos to the gate and wait for you?! This may save time."

Hou Dasheng nodded with a smile: "Please trouble you..."

When he reached Hou Dasheng's level, he lived in a dormitory. After he returned to Blood Mountain, all his equipment was taken here and put on it. From bulletproof vests, to helmets, bullets, combat boots, guns... and so on.

"Bang~!" He opened the suitcase with a sound, and Hou Dasheng silently picked up his cheytacm200 sniper rifle and took it apart. On the cabinet beside the bed, there was a box of gun oil.

Hou Dasheng hugged the gun to his knees, and with his fingers flicked, a cheytacm200 sniper rifle was quickly disassembled into pieces by him. He carefully wiped the gun with the oil, and Hou Dasheng was satisfied with assembling the gun again. Then he put it back in the suitcase.

The gun rack next to the bed was mk14mod0. Hou Dasheng took the gun down silently, and then gently disassembled it. He used a fine cotton cloth to light some gun oil and carefully wiped each part clean.

Then, it was his m1911. After wiped all the guns, he began to check the bulletproof vest. The ceramic baffle inside the bulletproof vest was inlaid with a slightly twisted bullet.

The ceramic baffle was broken. But next to the bulletproof vest, there were three brand new baffles. Hou Dasheng smiled and checked, and confirmed that there was no problem before he replaced the damaged baffle.

When he came here, Hou Dasheng brought almost nothing. When he left, he had more equipment on him. Looking at these equipment, Hou Dasheng was very confident that he could survive on the African continent with them.

He quickly changed the hospital gown on his body. Although his chest was still a little painful, Hou Dasheng gritted his teeth and replaced his entire set of equipment. He then lifted the suitcase with the cheytacm200 sniper rifle.

Hou Dasheng, who was carrying a suitcase and wearing a helmet, went out casually and saw a smiling crocodile. But when the crocodile saw Hou Dasheng's outfit, his smile turned into a bitter smile.

"As for it?! Although our Blood Mountain is not a solid wall, at least I don't think anyone can come in quietly. Do you want to make yourself look like you are on the battlefield?!"

Hou Dasheng shrugged when he heard this: "Instructor, I'm not worried about the safety here. But I'm leaving now. All my clothes were broken before, so I can only wear this one now."

When the crocodile thought about it, it seemed to be true. Apart from this outfit, Hou Dasheng was left with training uniforms. Those training uniforms were almost ragged. It doesn’t matter if they were worn here, but it would be more intimate if it was reported.

"Okay, man, I accept your statement." The crocodile did not call Hou Dasheng student or the chef. Instead, he called him "buddy". To some extent, this is that the crocodile has accepted that Hou Dasheng can be equal to him.

Throwing a piece of paper to Hou Dasheng, the crocodile smiled and said, "This is yours. After deducting our commission for several tasks, you still have about 300,000 US dollars. Man, you are already a small wealthy person. What are you going to do next?!"

Three hundred thousand US dollars!! Hou Dasheng felt that his breathing was a little rapid and numb! In fact, it was a few million yuan in cash! He earned much more than the richest maker in the whole village!

If it weren't for killing people now, Hou Dasheng would even think about going back to China now! Buy two shops in the county and open a restaurant. With his own skills, Hou Dasheng was confident that he could earn a lot of money.

Unfortunately, he just thought about it now. He was full of blood and the foundation of murder is not sure that he was investigating the country. In China, Hou Dasheng knew what the result of murder was with his toes.

"It's really a lot of money..." Hou Dasheng felt that his money could probably give him a legal identity, right?! Looking at Hou Dasheng's satisfied expression, the crocodile was also very satisfied.

"Cook, don't worry. You won't have your nickname in the file of Blood Mountain. We will only record your grades." The Crocodile said with a smile: "By the way, the Colonel is very satisfied with your performance this time. All the instructors gave you the overall evaluation of ss during the review! You have to know that this evaluation has not appeared for many years."

"Oh?! Is this evaluation very high?!" Hou Dasheng was puzzled by this. The crocodile looked at him with an idiot's eyes: "Boy! You have to know that our Blood Mountain is at least one of the top ten training camps!"

"Now, many people from all sizes and mercenaries, and even major PMC companies, have come from our Blood Mountain. There are even PMCs that are specially sent to us for training. And in comparison with these people, the evaluation of SS is already very high!"

Seeing Hou Dasheng still looking ignorant, the crocodile had to sigh: "Our highest evaluation is SS. But no one has ever received this evaluation so far. You are the second highest evaluation: SS. In the 20 years since the establishment of Xueshan, you are the fifth person to receive this evaluation."

"In other words, I'm very awesome?" Hou Dasheng couldn't help but shine when he heard this. The crocodile looked at Hou Dasheng and curled his lips: "This evaluation is a top-notch evaluation among cannon fodder mercenaries. But among the overall mercenaries, it's not too high."

"You have to know that we are just short-term training camps after all. We train you, and we only let you master the most needed combat skills as soon as possible in the short term. But many elite mercenary groups, their people are experts who have flowed out of special forces from major countries!"

"They have undergone years or even decades of professional special operations training, and many of them have rich practical experience. Some have even experienced many cruel special operations, and they are the real masters! In comparison, you are better than the lowest-level cannon fodder."

"If you meet them, you'll be blessed." The crocodile shrugged: "That level of battle can kill you with a mistake. Compared with those, our actual combat is just a child playing house."

Hou Dasheng was stunned when he heard this. It took him a while before he came to his senses. He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he was in the jungle. When he was in the jungle, he thought he was so awesome.

What's the result?! It's just a little stronger than those cannon fodders. Compared with real combat masters, I'm still too immature.

At this time, the crocodile didn't know what he remembered and stopped talking. The two of them had their own thoughts and came to the gate of the Blood Mountain Training Camp. At the gate, the flamingos were waiting for Hou Dasheng to come over silently.

Seeing Hou Dasheng wearing a hangover, the flamingo was surprised. But then he looked at Hou Dasheng and said sincerely: "Thank you for saving me."

"We are comrades-in-arms on the battlefield, which I have to do." Hou Dasheng took off his helmet and looked at the flamingo and said word by word: "However, I don't agree with your approach. I still insist that we are mercenaries, we can be scumbags. But we are not beasts!"

When the Flamingo heard this, he lowered his head. After a while of silence, he looked up at Hou Dasheng and said in a hoarse voice: "Cook, I don't think I did anything wrong. I need to be responsible for my team. For us, they who die are the most reliable."

"I didn't say that your approach was wrong, but I don't agree with your way of doing things. I won't be ruthless in the necessary killings. But there is no need to kill, and I think the less, the better."
Chapter completed!