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9 – Reconnaissance mission with Karin (1)

Karin, who received the mission from Jackson, asked me to go with him, and immediately stood up and walked ahead.

Without any explanation, she just quickly took me out of the camp.

Of course I agreed to go with you.

Then he told me, ‘Take off that damn sounding armor and leave it with the treasurer.’ After leaving it there, nothing has been said since then.

“Senior Karin.”

At that, Karin answered in a small voice.

“Why, recruit. No Martin.”

“Why did you bring me here? It’s a bit embarrassing to say this, but from what I know, reconnaissance requires its own skills, so isn’t it only used by senior mercenaries or those who have been working for more than a few years?”

As Captain Dalton said, even new serfs with the level of a ‘meat shield’ can use them somehow if they know how to properly hold a spear.

It is not an easy task to find out the enemy’s location while moving stealthily in small groups, as well as their number, morale, combat power, and even the characteristics of the surrounding landmarks.

So, even in the mercenaries, it is common sense to select and use scouts who have some time and skills, but I am a new recruit among new recruits who have only started my mercenary life for a month. Why me

Karin replied in a serious voice.

“Did you just hear what Captain Jackson was talking about? I’m not on good terms with the other scouts.”

“Yes, it is.”

“Actually, I personally hate moving with them. If I don’t seem to see them, they’re the ones who make a chest support shape with their hands and make fun of me behind my back. Not childish And it’s been over a year since I haven’t worked with them in this mercenary group. So if we do something wrong, we end up holding each other’s ankles.”

For both combat and reconnaissance, the best effect can be achieved when several people work together as if they were one.

But, like Karin said, no matter how good your scouting skills are, if you haven’t worked with your opponent for over a year…

You might consider each other as de facto burdens.

She looked at me and smiled slightly this time.

“That’s why it’s much better for me to move with Martin, who has proven his skills and has a good brain.”

Karin, who at first regarded me as a useful-looking burden for a new recruit, after she went through today, she even recognized me as a subordinate with good hands and feet, which made my heart beat faster.

But right now, aren’t we in the midst of reconnaissance work where we need to keep our cool and composure?

Thus, I calmed down my excited emotions.

“Is that so? Thank you for telling me.”

“And from now on, keep your mouth shut and speak only with hand signals if possible. It’s getting close to enemy lines now.”

I answered that with a nod.

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I wanted to jump right into enemy lines and dig up useful things, but unless they’re idiots, they’ll find us anyway, and if they do, they’ll get caught, so I started looking around and gathering as much information as I could.

Even if it’s information, it’s impossible to figure out the number of people or eavesdrop on internal conversations using electronic devices such as thermal cameras, as is done in modern times, but…

Because things like how many soldiers’ tents there are and how big they are inside the camp, how many soldiers are moving and how noisy they are, you can get a rough idea.

“Senior Karin, this is a bit strange. Even though we lost the battle on the first day, the atmosphere is not bad.”

At that, Karin counted down the number of her tents and campfires, then she answered.

“I think so too. Martin, more than 10 people, including the captain of the decapod, died from you, and a lot of other guys died, so why is this happening?”

I continued to keep a close eye on their camp.

Looking closely, I saw that some mercenaries were slowly walking out of the camp without holding torches.

If you don’t know anything, even mercenaries don’t like to poop and pee near the barracks, so it might look like they’re going out to pee.

Still, who goes out on business this night near his camp without carrying a torch?

“Senior Karin, look over there.”

Karin showed a hint of annoyance, then she grumbled.

“Martin, what is it? I’m busy counting them right now, so can you tell me later?”

I pointed my finger at my enemies and said.

“Can’t you see those rats crawling? If it’s not one or two, there must be some damn dirty plan.”

Jackson looked in the direction my finger was pointing and his eyes twinkled.

“Not just one or two, but five? I’m not going to look for a pr*stitute like the captain of the fjord on this moonlit night… It smells fishy. Let’s go after those bastards.”

We moved slightly apart and started chasing after them, silently stepping on their backs.

Carefully breathing, carefully stepping on grass or weeds, very quietly…

I chased them like that for about 10 minutes, but unlike normal deserter mercenaries, they continue to move in groups.

It turns out that there must be some children who are secretly decorating something, or plan to meet a pup and plan to f*ck a white beard mercenary.

“Senior Karin, no matter how you look at it, these guys look like they’ve lost something. Clumping like guys in sh*t pants… Why don’t you just catch it and kick it?”

“No, Martin, they outnumber us by three. Why don’t we just check who we’re meeting?”

“Senior Karin, don’t those bastards even know we exist? Just let the senior shoot the bow from a long distance, and if I hit the back, I can catch it enough.”

If a person knows and gets hit, he will be fine even if he gets punched hard in the head, but if he doesn’t know anything and gets hit hard in the back of the head, he will go straight to the goal.

But will you survive if I surprise those cockroaches with a surprise blow on the back of the head?

“Let’s keep only 2 or 3 alive and gather information. Then wouldn’t it just be possible to know who they met and what they were trying to do?”

Karin let out her sigh and she gave her consent by shaking her hand to mean ‘do it my way’.

“You have to approach them as carefully as possible without making a sound and ambush them. If I shoot an arrow, it attacks with that signal.”

I’m pretty happy that my plan was accepted, but if we fail, we’re dead.

As we slowly and carefully closed the distance, we heard what they were saying.

“Damn it, Baron Cassino. Are you trying to bring more mercenaries here? A coward with no morals…”

I wanted to hear more about their plans in this state, but the important thing now is to capture those bastards.

It should be enough to dig up information later.

After a while, Karin’s signal arrow shot through and pierced one of the enemy scouts.

When their attention was all in the direction of the arrows, I jumped up and stabbed the guy right in front of me in the airway.

It was to keep them from screaming, so they couldn’t call for reinforcements.

However, the survivors screamed in front of the sudden attack.

“f*ck you, you f*cking snake-headed bastard. It will crawl on the ground! Save people!”

“The reconnaissance unit is being ambushed. Help me!”

“You bastard bastard behind his mother! I’ll send you all to f*cking hell!”

If you let them scream like that, you never know when their reinforcements will arrive…

Then they drew their swords and started running towards me.

‘It’s nice and convenient to kill it, but if I cut off its head now, it’s meaningless.’

When the still-living ones almost all came to my place.

The guy who was running in front was hit by an arrow in his ankle and fell as if he was falling over.

I swung my sword to dodge another attack, and reversed the momentum to knock him to the ground and slightly cut his ankle.

The other two were also crippled by cutting the back of the knee and the back of the calf, respectively, and then gagged and bound.

Although Karin helped, Karin couldn’t hide her surprised expression, as if it was surprising that I overpowered them so easily.

She felt so cute seeing her show this kind of expression, which she normally always shows with a cold expression that seems to be overly cool, but isn’t she at work right now?

“Senior Karin, what should we do with these guys? Should I kill all but one, or drag them all away?”

At my words, Karin returned to her usual cold expression and replied.

“Leave the corpses here, let’s take only the living ones.”

“Yes, I understand.”

We dragged the three of us on foot to a bush a short distance away.

“If you want to live, blow straight. What are you here to do? You f*cking bastard.”

“Oh, f*ck. Did this b*tch bite a rag in her mouth? It’s dirty to be a f*cking talker. Damn, your mother is a whore. Guys bite their cock heads well. Is your mouth that dirty? Kill me if you can, but I won’t open my mouth.”

At that, Karin must have been angry, and beat the son of a b*tch who had cursed her to death.

They didn’t open their mouths even when their comrades became trash.

“Senior Karin, can I interrogate you? I have the confidence to make these bastards open their mouths.”