Mercenary’s War Chapter 1870 - 1848: Stay

The place Number Thirteen pointed out made everyone else frown, and Yake said discontentedly, "Co on, even if this is just a ga, you should still take it seriously. Otherwise, it’s embarrassing for us to pretend to understand sothing we clearly don’t."

Gao Yang shouted, "Exactly! Even if you’re pointing randomly, at least give us a reason."

Number Thirteen shrugged, with a cool expression, "It’s a killer’s intuition!"

Gao Yang, annoyed, said, "Damn it! That’s not a valid reason!"

Number Thirteen sighed helplessly, "It’s just intuition, and a killer’s intuition at that. If you really want to explain, fine. That store is the 72nd Brigade’s line, right? Well, we all know the 72nd Brigade has done a lot of unreasonable things. Since they’ve gone to great lengths to prepare, of course, they intend to use them, or what did they prepare for?"

Number Thirteen was pointing to Donetsk, which ant he believed the 72nd Brigade would attack Donetsk, and that was the main attack direction of the governnt forces.

The 72nd Brigade indeed had strengthened, which Gao Yang and Nate both valued greatly. But the 72nd Brigade’s responsibility covered a long front, and their forces were stretched thin. Even with enhanced strength, they still seed incapable of launching a large-scale offensive unless they could spread their front while marching through with ease, or consolidate their forces into a punch to strike. But if that happened, the governnt’s forces’ front line would have a huge gap torn open.

After watching for a long ti, Eileen said in a daze, "But it still seems impossible for the 72nd Brigade to be the main attack direction."

Number Thirteen sighed, "Alright, you all know I really don’t understand warfare matters, so what I said just now was nonsense, just off the top of my head. I’m only familiar with the na 72nd Brigade, so I pointed there. Please don’t ask to analyze it."

After gazing at Number Thirteen for a long ti, Gao Yang finally gave up and said, "Forget it, we’re not capable of handling the entire war situation in Donetsk. Let’s simulate this war ga from the perspective of the Angel rcenary Corps. It’s about two regints’ worth of forces, and we should be able to manage."

Realizing their limitations, Gao Yang and the others narrowed their simulation scope, attempting to play the role of the Angel rcenary Corps on the map. Based on troop distribution, the deploynt of friend and foe forces, they tried to deduce what might happen on the territory controlled by the Angel rcenary Corps, and how to respond and command in the event of battle.

While Gao Yang and the others were still engrossed in the war ga, soone suddenly shouted, "Gentlen, it’s ti for dinner."

Those playing command and staff roles broke up and rushed out.

Gao Yang sprinted to the dining room, grabbed his chopsticks, but when he saw what Jerry had brought out, he swore softly, then shouted, "Who still has a knife and fork! Soone give a set of knife and fork!"

Jerry, wearing a white chef’s hat and apron, stopped the cart steadily, picked up a large chef’s knife and fork, and shouted, "Gentlen! French black pepper roast beef with herb baked potatoes."

The roast beef was in large pieces, and after a shout, Jerry began slicing the beef into pieces. Eileen stretched out her plate and shouted, "Gentlen! Mind your manners, you know ladies first, right? Hey Jerry, thanks, no, more slices, oh mate, this isn’t a restaurant, fill my plate with the roast beef, got it?"

With dozens of pounds of beef roasted at once, there’s no need to worry about not having enough. After Eileen filled her plate, she couldn’t be bothered to cut the at into smaller pieces and directly put one in her mouth, and exclaid in delight, "Wow! Delicious! Guys, it’s wonderful!"

Since the beef pieces were large, the outside was slightly charred, but the inside was still red, with even a bit of blood in the center. You couldn’t judge the roast beef by steak standards, but now Gao Yang didn’t mind five-doneness beef, or even three-doneness or slightly seared beef was fine for him.

After eating a piece of roast beef, Gao Yang exhaled a long breath. Delicious, truly very delicious.

Gao Yang pointed a fork at Jerry, who was still slicing at, and shouted, "Hey! Jerry, Jerry! Welco to Satan!"

Frey, with his mouth stuffed full, mumbled to Gao Yang, "Boss, thank you."

"Thank for what?"

"For finding a good chef, I feel so happy now, really, this feeling is amazing."

Glolov, after popping a piece of potato into his mouth, whispered to Li Jinfang beside him, "I think, regardless of whether Jerry can fight or not, he needs to stay, he must stay, don’t you think?"

Li Jinfang, without even looking up, muttered, "Mmm, mmm, mmm, exactly."

Regarding the food, Yake and Number Thirteen didn’t feel much, and Gao Yang was okay too, but for the wounded who had been eating nutritious als for months, it was different. Tommy was nearly tearing up with his roast beef and shouted, "This is real food, this is the real life, guys!"

Cui Bo kept his head down, focused on eating, and Gao Yang shouted, "Rabbit! Didn’t you invite that girl for dinner? Where is she?"

Cui Bo, without lifting his head, said, "I called her, she didn’t co. Let her be, I’m too busy right now."

It must be said that Jerry indeed deserved the title of a chef; the food he made just had that special taste. Regardless of whether he could be a cook soldier, with such cooking skills, Gao Yang had to keep him. After all, Satan wasn’t on the battlefield all the ti. Strictly speaking, they spent most of their ti at ho, so being unable to cook on the battlefield was a flaw they could tolerate.

Finally, after everyone had eaten their fill, Jerry loudly said, "Boss, what should I do now? Normally, shouldn’t you test my skills now?"

Gao Yang, feeling a bit stuffed and lazy to move, loudly said, "Rest for a while, then take you to the range to shoot so guns, see your combat skills or sothing."

After that, Gao Yang said to Yake, "We don’t have ti for war gas this afternoon. It’s not appropriate to leave the operational map hanging there. You go and put it away properly later, after all, it’s considered sensitive military information."

Cui Bo shouted, "I’m not going, I’m going to find Lilia later."

Gao Yang waved a hand dismissively and said, "Go ahead, try to win her over early. If you can’t handle it, co back and tell , we’ll all help you."