Reborn as the Darling of the Delta

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"Damn, looks like I need to get moving too. I'll just elbow him in, grab that Mandel brick, and run. That'll be a hundred million Haff coins in no time."

Amid Reese's complaints, the two soldiers in front of the vehicle could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with their legs giving way.

"Lord Reis, I really can't run anymore, I really can't hold on any longer."

For once, Reis didn't get angry. After stopping everyone in front, Reis gathered them all in front of the jeep.

"Alright, that concludes today's physical training!"

When the soldiers heard that Reiss had actually allowed them to rest, a hint of relief flashed in their eyes.

"Hehehe, don't get too excited yet. Tomorrow, you'll all line up and have one-on-one sparring with me. The two of you who couldn't hold on today will start tomorrow. Make sure you get a good rest today!"

Reis revealed his "kind" smile, and everyone below couldn't help but shiver, especially the two who had given up first. They were now filled with despair, knowing that tomorrow they would face a fully victorious Reis. If he were to elbow them, their small frame would be gone.

"Alright, disperse. As for how to get back, well, you'll have to figure that out yourselves."

Amidst cries of agony, Reis quickly returned to the King Hotel in the car. These soldiers were already nearing their physical limits; if they slowly made their way back, it would probably be dark by then.

"Stop sighing and complaining. Go back and get some rest. You have to spar with Commander Reis tomorrow."

So these people could only drag their tired bodies back the way they came. But as they walked, one soldier couldn’t help but share how his comrade had boasted to him in Saidna about how good his treatment was now.

"Sigh, I heard that Said's soldiers are treated quite well. How come we're treated like animals every day?"

"I've heard that too. It seems like they all get the same treatment, unlike us who are divided into guards and regular soldiers. Damn it, we're just left out when we're not needed, but now that there's going to be a war, they only remember us."

"If you ask me, after we finish this, we should go and join Said. We non-bodyguards are afraid that if Reis is in a bad mood, we'll lose our heads here."

"I can see it."

Zhang Hao: Running? Running is great! If you run into me next time, I'll crush you all.

Soldier: You're just bragging. Look at Reis following you around, are you alright? It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering.

Chapter 60: Massacre of the village?

"Report, all personnel have assembled."

On Hamk's territory, the commander-in-chief, after gathering three teams, reported to the large tank behind him.

"Well, your goal this time is very simple. There's no need to use three teams. Two teams are more than enough."

Hamk sat inside the tank. Now that he had fully grasped its capabilities, he had moved his usual document processing location to the tank. There was no other reason than that, unless the Hafk Group attacked him, no one in Asara could handle this tank.

This also means that as long as Hamk doesn't break ties with Hafk, he can be absolutely safe as long as he stays inside the tank.

“This village is full of elderly people. Their children have either gone out or died on the battlefield. They are no longer of any experimental value to be sent to the Hafk Group. Amara, you personally lead the team to massacre that village. That land is very suitable for defense. If we take that land, it can be used as our new supply storage point.”

"Boss, we can just drive those old people away, there's no need to massacre the whole village, isn't there? This... this is just a waste of bullets."

Amara, who had initially thought it was just an expulsion, was stunned. In the past, young people and children were sent to Hafk, while useless old people were also expelled. But he never expected that this time Hafk would issue an order to massacre the entire village.

Amara was originally just an ordinary Asara man. His past actions had been constantly tormenting his conscience, but as time went by, he gradually became numb to it. However, this time he was going to massacre the entire village, which put Amara in a dilemma. He tried to explain to Hamk and spare the lives of the old people.

“Amara, you were one of the earliest to follow me, right? You should know the status of the old King Asara in my heart. And these old fogies, guess what? They were the biggest obstacle when the old king took office.”

Hamk spoke through a megaphone inside the tank, his words gradually turning into a low growl. Even without seeing him, one could imagine the twisted, ferocious face inside the tank.

"These old geezers are just wasting Asara's air. Go, Amara, and remember not to disappoint me. I've always had high hopes for you."

"Yes... I will select the personnel."

"Very good, as expected of my captain. Your future achievements will definitely be more than this. When I find the old king, I will definitely recommend you to him. This massacre will be your military merit."

Amara didn't know how he got back to the dormitory. He felt like he had lost his soul. He knew his hands were covered in blood, but before, he could comfort himself by thinking that those people in Hafk were safe and sound and were even living good lives.

But this order is for him to personally slaughter his own compatriots, those defenseless old people. If he does this, he will surely go to hell!

While he was still thinking in bed, his adjutant knocked on his door.

"Commander Amara, I have assembled the first battalion of 30 men and await your instructions."

Amara opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word. He felt as if someone was choking him, bringing him a sense of suffocation.

After a long silence, when even the adjutant at the door was getting impatient, Amara's words finally came out.

"Disperse them first. Today is not a good day to act. Tomorrow night at 9 o'clock, when they will be off guard, we will go in and kill them all."

"But Lord Hamk..."

"I'm your direct supervisor now, can't you understand what I'm saying?!"

Amara roared from inside the room, her voice tinged with a hint of despair. The roar startled the adjutant, who took a half-step back, quickly acknowledged the order, and hurriedly left.

"Why? Why did it become like this? Aren't we all Asara people?"

Amara painfully pulled the blanket over himself. The thought of carrying the lives of an entire village on his shoulders almost overwhelmed him with a surge of guilt. All he could do now was stall. He would send someone to inform the village to run away, regardless of whether they believed him or not. He would save as many as he could.

After calming herself down a bit, Amara tidied herself up and went outside. She called over a trusted confidant and solemnly spoke to him:

"Go and inform the people in that village as quickly as possible, and tell them to escape immediately. I will lead a team to wipe them out tomorrow night. Make sure it's done cleanly, understand?"

The confidant was also surprised after hearing this. This captain, who usually obeyed Lord Hamk's orders without question, secretly rebelled for the first time.

"Captain Amara, if Lord Hamk finds out about this, you..."

"You don't need to worry about any of that. Just do as I say, and I'll give you all my cash once it's done!"

Upon hearing that his usually stingy captain was willing to give him all his money, the confidant realized Amara's determination.

“Well, alright, but Amara, I still have to remind you that kind people don’t survive long on the battlefield.”

"Alright, alright, you're even lecturing me now. Go and come back quickly."

After calling away his confidant, Amara returned to his room. He had worked under Hamk for so long and had indeed saved a lot of money. His family had always been very poor when he was a child. His mother had been tormented to death by illness in front of him because they couldn't afford medicine. His father had also sacrificed his life in the fight against Hamk. Before he died, he hadn't been able to send back the money he had earned to treat his wife.

All the captains in Hamk knew that their commander-in-chief was stingy. When they were given a reward in Hamk to go to brothels, Amara would always refuse and put all the money away. They would laugh at him, asking if he was useless because he didn't play with women or drink, but he would just ignore them and return to his room.

He knew that the money he was earning was stained with the blood of the Asara people, and he was reluctant to use it. He was afraid that his mother's fate would be repeated. He was certain that his actions would be discovered, so he considered this money a reward for his confidant and a way to atone for his sins.

He pulled out his drawer, inside which lay a well-maintained Desert Eagle. It was given to him by Lord Youssef when he was in the Asara Guard, who said that this gun was his father's sidearm, and since he could see his son, he had to inherit it.

Amara loaded the magazine one bullet at a time, chambered a round, and released the safety. Right now, he just wanted to die. He had had enough of this broken world. He wanted to go to heaven to see his parents one last time. But if he really died now, and someone else took command and ordered the pursuit of those old people, things would probably be even worse.

"Mom and Dad, I'll come see you after I finish this. Humph, maybe I'll go to hell. A rotten person like me doesn't deserve to go to heaven!"

Meanwhile, the confidant successfully slipped out using a fabricated excuse.

"Damn it, Amara, what are you pretending to be a good person for? You even went to tip people off. Do you really think those people will appreciate your kindness? Naïve. This is my kindness. If it were anyone else, do you think they would have sold you out?"

He muttered to himself unhappily, completely unaware that a laser beam had already locked onto his back.

With a loud thud, he stared in disbelief at his pierced heart. Nobody knew about this? Could it be Amara...?

Before he could think any further, his head began to spin due to excessive blood loss. He tried to crawl forward weakly, but suddenly a large foot blocked his way.

"Hey, Amara's little lackey, where are you going?"

The trusted aide, clinging to his last breath, looked up and saw the adjutant who had been yelled at by Amara earlier standing before him, now looking at him with an arrogant expression.

Chapter 61: Go home often

"Lord Hamk was right after all. That madman was indeed planning to do something underhanded. I never expected you to become the scapegoat. But it's alright, your good captain will come to keep you company tomorrow night."

The trusted aide glared venomously at the adjutant. He would never have believed the aide hadn't tried to make things difficult for Amara, but he was about to die and couldn't tell Amara about it. Before losing consciousness, he mustered all his strength and cursed at the adjutant:

"You son of a bitch, I xxx."

Seeing his trusted confidant lying lifeless on the ground, the adjutant waved to a spot not far away, summoning two men to find a place to bury him.

“Amara, since you have chosen to betray us, I will gladly accept your position as captain.”

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Dam Zero, inside the administration building office.

“Boss Said, I’d like to ask you for leave to go home and visit my grandfather. I’ve found a stable job now, and I want to share the good news with him.”

At this moment, two or three young men who looked very young stood in front of Said. These were the homeless people he had found outside last week, and they had joined Said's group after being brought back.

Looking at these energetic young people, Sayed recalled the days when he and his father hunted together. Seeing that they wanted to go back and visit their families, Sayed granted them three days off.

"Thank you, boss. By the way, boss, would you like to come with us? My grandpa told me about you before. He said that he had received help from your father before. He said that your father is a very good person. When there was no food in their village, your father helped them a lot without expecting anything in return."

Said initially intended to refuse their invitation outright, but upon hearing that their village had a past connection with his father, his curiosity was piqued.

"Yes, yes, Boss Said, you should take a break from time to time too. Don't worry, when you come to our village, I'll show you our village's unique barbecue skills."

Seeing such an enthusiastic group, Sayyid's social anxiety kicked in. Luckily, he had a mask on, otherwise his expression would have been absolutely priceless.

"Okay, let me make a call first, you guys wait here."

After saying that, Sayed went to the balcony and made a phone call to Zhang Hao.

"Hey Xiaohao, did I bother you?"

At that moment, Zhang Hao was learning to play the electric guitar in Zoya's room. When he saw that it was Sayed calling, he greeted Zoya and then answered the call.

"No, Uncle Said, what's wrong? Didn't I say I'd come to visit you tomorrow?"

"Um, it's like this, Xiao Hao. Just now, two or three of my men came to me and asked me to go to their village. I didn't really want to go at first, but when I heard that my dad used to live there, I started to think about it a little. Why don't you come with me?"

"Oh? You want to visit their village? Sure, I've never seen your unique architecture before."

Hearing that Xiao Hao wasn't opposed to going there, Said mentally celebrated.

"Okay, Xiao Hao, I'll go tell them!"

"Okay, it seems Uncle Said is quite popular now."

Hearing Zhang Hao's teasing, Sayed blushed and said, "I'm not popular at all!"

"What's wrong, Xiao Hao? You said you're not going to the dam? By the way, who are you taking this time? Are there any spots for your sister?"

"Of course, Sister Zoya can come if she wants to. She promised Roy last time that she would go, so let's include him this time. And Uncle Deep Blue, it's rare that he offered to come with me this time. He said he wanted to see what kind of person Said is. Finally, I thought about it, and Uncle Red Wolf seemed to have said that he felt neglected, so it seems that we can't leave him out this time either."

"Wow, our Xiao Hao is so popular! It's a pity that since Roy is going this time, I have to stay at the Special Operations Unit and oversee the medical room."

Zoya pinched Zhang Hao's cheek and said regretfully.

"Oh? It's alright, Zoya-neechan. Next time I go to play with Uncle Said, you can come along too."

"Okay, our Xiaohao really cares about his sister. Come on, give your sister a kiss!"

On the other side of the dam, after hanging up the phone, Sayed returned to his office and said to the few people still standing there:

"Sure, I'll go visit you too. If any elderly people want to come here, we can bring them over. After all, I heard from you that your village is mostly populated by elderly people, and it's not safe for them there. The relationship between the leaders isn't as harmonious as it seems. I also have a few friends coming tomorrow, so you should get ready. We'll leave around 10 o'clock."

"Yes! Received, sir. We'll get ready."

After they finished speaking, they left happily.

Sayed leaned back in his chair and took out a photo of himself and his father.

"Dad, if you were still here, you would be proud of me now."

Zhang Hao: In my hometown, they would just ask you why you're still not married at your age.

Putting away the photos, Sayed realized that he would be taking Xiao Hao with him this time, so he couldn't go with his usual tattered gear. He asked someone to bring Yusuf's new level 5 helmet and armor, and loaded his M249 with bullets. This time, he had to protect Xiao Hao's safety; he couldn't be like Wei Long.

Weilong: ??? Am I becoming a negative example?

Everyone: Brother Bao, you've got the bag.

Little did anyone know the intensity of the clash that would ensue in the village they were heading to the next day.

The next day, in the Special Operations Department, everyone stared speechlessly at Roy, who was carrying a huge level 6 backpack.

"It wasn't Roy, you..."

"Hmm? What's the problem? There's food, drinks, clothes, mosquito repellent inside. Oh, and I also brought a big iron pot, hehehe."

Zhang Hao thought the bag Xiaowen had picked out for him earlier was outrageous enough, but he didn't expect there to be something even more outrageous here.

"Roy, we're responsible for protecting Xiao Hao, and we're going to a village somewhere we don't know. Is this all you're bringing? What about medical supplies?"

Roy pulled out his steroid gun and confidently replied:

"Hehe, I brought 40 replacement packs. If someone is about to die, I'll just give them a shot. Why bother with a first aid kit? We can just get back to the Special Operations Department one shot at a time, and then have the surgery done. Besides, Saeed is coming with us this time too. Don't worry, Deep Blue."

Shen Lan looked at Roy in disbelief. He hadn't expected that even Roy had been bribed by Said. In his eyes, Said was just a blond-haired bastard who was always thinking about kidnapping his Xiao Hao. But he didn't expect that people who had met him would have such a high opinion of him. This made Shen Lan more wary of Said.