Guerrilla Tactics Go Live (Part 1)

At this critical moment, Sordil, who had pulled his head out of the mud pile a step ahead, lunged forward and pushed the oxygen masks to the side, thus saving everyone inside from being killed. However, Sordil himself was caught by the unsteady Kaldiz sitting on his bottom, and as a result, he was buried from his chest to the top of his head in the seabed mud.

"Huh? Why does my bottom feel hard, like I'm sitting on a rock?"

Out of curiosity, Kaldiz reached under his buttocks with his right hand, trying to figure out what it was.

"Hmm? This feels like dragon scales, wait... this is... this looks like wings! Could it be that I've found a treasure left behind by our dragon ancestors?"

Thinking of this, Kaldiz hurriedly stood up and turned to examine the dignified appearance of the 'Dragon Senior'.

"Judging from the way this senior died, he probably encountered something in the sea, exhausted his strength, and was unable to pull his head out of the mud, eventually suffocating to death. Hmm, luckily, the brat and I saved up some strength, otherwise we would have ended up like this senior! By the way, where's the brat?"

After being overwhelmed with grief, Kaldiz finally remembered Sordil and the group of companions he was holding in his arms. He hurriedly looked toward the spot where Sordil had landed, but there was nothing there except a dark hole!

"Huh? Where did that brat go? Um... that dragon senior wouldn't be...?"

As if to verify Kaldiz's conjecture, a barely audible voice came from the direction of the 'Dragon Elder'.

"Uncle Kaldiz, please save me!"

"Gulp!"

"You... you brat, is... is that you?"

"It's... it's me, Uncle Kaldiz, please save me!"

After confirming the identity of the dragon elder, Kaldiz rushed over in Huo Huo. While pulling Sordil out, he complained in a tearful voice, "You brat, why didn't you stay over there? What are you doing under my butt? If Diphiya and the others find out about this, they'll skin me alive!"

Hearing Kaldiz's words, Sordil didn't react much (the key point is, even if Young Master Sordil wanted to express his opinion now, he couldn't bring himself to do it, could he?), but Diphiya and the others, who were watching from a distance, all complained in unison, "If it weren't for Sordil, we would be the ones under your butt right now! And we already know that you've got Sordil under your butt!"

With Diphiya and the others watching, Kaldiz exerted tremendous effort and, after a quarter of an hour, finally managed to pull Sordil out.

"Hey! You brat, wake up! Don't scare me!"

"You brat, wake up!"

After a brief moment of rambling, Sordil slowly awoke. Seeing Kaldiz holding him, Sordil struggled to his feet and exclaimed excitedly, "Uncle Kaldiz, you absolutely must remember to lose weight when you have time, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape alive from under your 'thousand-pound butt' next time!"

Faced with Sordil's ardent affection, Kaldiz looked at him, sweating profusely, unsure how to respond.

Just then, Sordil suddenly remembered his wife, whom he had pushed to the side, so he hurriedly stood up from Kaldiz's arms and went to look for her in the direction he remembered.

"Thank goodness! Thank goodness! I wasn't swept away by the ocean current, otherwise, Diphiya would definitely have killed me!"

After picking up the oxygen masks that sealed everyone from the ground, Sordil spoke with lingering fear. He then noticed that the people inside the oxygen masks were gesturing at him incessantly. Intimidated by his wife and the formidable power of the Demon Queen Diphiya, Sordil pressed his ear against the outside of the oxygen mask, listening intently to the instructions coming from inside.

"Sordil, let us out!"

"Sordil, let us out!"

"Brother Sordil, we're in too much danger like this! Quickly restore us to our original state!"

"Oh! I heard you right, you mean let us out!"

After clearly understanding his wife's instructions, Sordil hurriedly mobilized the little magic power he had left, switching himself into Time-Space Dragon Mode. As Sordil waved his right hand, which was infused with Space Magic, the oxygen shields enveloping Diphiya and the others gradually dissipated, finally turning into countless bubbles and disappearing into the seawater.

"Compression Release"

After Sordil released the compression effect of the Quality Magic, Diphiya and the others, who were drifting with the seawater, instantly transformed from miniature dolls into enormous dragons. However, because they were extremely close together before regaining their original size, they ended up looking like a string of candied dragon meat.

"Hey, Brother Igneel, don't push me!"

"Sister Diphiya, I didn't want to either, but that guy Metalicana kept pushing me toward you."

"Who pushed you? Ouch! Vyseria, don't gore me with your horns!"

"Hey, which of you is crazy enough to take advantage of me like this!"

"Um... Sister Mevajena, I accidentally bumped into you!"

"Oh, it's Murellia's sister. Never mind then!"

Three minutes later, the dragon meat candied hawthorn was successfully dismantled. After regaining their freedom, everyone else was relaxing, while Igneel had been fasting for more than half a month, was planning in his mind how to use this victory to satisfy his craving for alcohol.

"Brother Sordil, what do we do next?"

"Oh, let's recover our stamina and mana here first, then take the Teleportation Array back to the central battlefield to confirm the results of this battle and find out the enemy's next move so that we can formulate our next action plan."

Seeing that Sordil didn't mention the celebration at all, Igneel became a little anxious, so he pressed, "Brother Sordil, aren't you afraid your wife will complain about you for not going back for so long?"

"Um?"

Looking at Igneel's restless little hands, Sordil, as his best friend, instantly guessed that he was lying. After carefully considering their conversation, Sordil understood Igneel's true purpose.

"It's okay. When I went back last time, Irene told me to relax and that she would take care of things at home!"

Faced with such well-behaved and sensible younger siblings, Igneel suddenly felt that he might have to quit drinking against his will! Seeing Igneel looking like he had lost his parents, Sordil on the side began to tremble uncontrollably, and finally he even laughed out loud in a very unkind way.

"Ha ha"

"Ha ha"

"Well, you little rascal, Sordil, you dare to play me for a fool! I'll beat you up!"

"No! No! No! Don't do it! Brother Igneel, I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time!"

"Spare you? It's not impossible, but it depends on your sincerity!"

"Five buckets of Red Maple, three buckets of Bright Snow?"

"No way! Ten barrels of Red Maple, five barrels of Bright Snow, and one barrel of Shirley, or it's off the table!"

"Make a deal!"

After peacefully resolving the internal dispute, Sordil and his companion went to find places to rest.

Two days later, on the Chigengster Plains, at the Western Continent Camp.

Based on the timeline, Montedoss and the others should be returning soon, so Kelsu companions immediately led their men to the vicinity of the coastline, quietly awaiting the arrival of the supply convoy. Just as they were about to become 'giveaway stones,' a black line appeared at the edge of their vision. As time passed, the distance between them gradually shortened, and Kelsu and the others could finally see the situation on the other side.

Contrary to expectations, there was no imposing army or orderly ranks. Instead, they were a large number of wounded and disabled people, their arms linked and their gait unsteady. If they hadn't known their identities beforehand, Kelsu and the others would have mistaken them for defeated soldiers fleeing from the battlefield, rather than the elite troops they had sent to transport supplies to the Western Continent.

Thinking of the vital military rations, Kelsu and the others had no more patience to wait and flew toward the ration convoy.

After the two groups successfully joined forces, Kelsu hurriedly asked Montedoss and the others at the front of the group, "Montedoss, what happened? How did you get into this mess?"

"Kelsu, we were attacked by that special forces unit. Our brothers suffered heavy casualties, and they destroyed most of our food supplies!"

"What? So many of you were attacked by a dozen people, suffering heavy casualties and losing most of your food? What were you all doing?!"

"Lord Kelsu, please let me explain..."

"Explanation? What's there to explain! The first time you failed, you could say it was because they outnumbered you and launched a surprise attack. But this time, we already knew they were going to seize our supplies, and we even placed a large force under your command, yet you still let them succeed!"

Faced with Kelsu's rebuke, Montedoss was speechless. He immediately knelt down and shouted, "Your Excellency is right. I am willing to accept any punishment you may give me!"

Seeing that Montedoss was taking full responsibility for the failure to protect the grain, Zakro and Feldroka hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said in unison, "Kelsu, the destruction of the military rations this time was not due to Chief Montedoss's failure to protect the grain, but rather because the enemy was too cunning!"

Kelsu glanced at Feldroka and the other man, knowing that this incident was probably not so simple, but now that he was in a bind, he couldn't just let Montedoss off the hook. Just then, Goodpes stepped in to defuse his awkward situation and helped him down from the tiger's back.

"Kelsu, since they all say the responsibility doesn't lie with them, let them recount what happened and see who should bear the blame!"

"Alright! For your sake, I'll give them another chance to explain."

After Kelsu relented, Goodpes kicked Montedoss in the butt and said irritably, "Get up now and tell me what happened before and after the grain robbery!"

"Yes, I understand!"