At 8:00 a.m., Zhao Gang and his group from Area B arrived outside the high wall of Taoyuan Base and joined the main force.

For ease of management, the mercenaries were randomly assigned to official units.

The team consisted of twenty people. Mo Shigui was the captain and had some special privileges. Zhao Gang and his daughter were directly admitted to his team. The remaining nine spots were filled by other mercenary hunting teams that had signed up.

Once the formation was completed, the big data was released simultaneously, showing that the two bases had a total of 8,000 troops, 2,000 mercenaries, and 600 logistics personnel.

Almost all the large weapons that could be mobilized were mobilized, and military trucks and armored vehicles were neatly lined up in the square. Specialized troops were moving back and forth, with solemn military bearing and advanced equipment.

At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, all the teams were fully organized, and the general delivered a mobilization speech before the battle, which further fueled the crowd's anger.

The speech ended at 9:30, and the final inspection and boarding process for the entire army began.

Mercenaries can quickly travel to the supply depot during this time to exchange for the medicines, weapons, and other military supplies they need at half price.

Mo Shigui drove the newly assigned armored vehicle to the team's assembly point, selected five people to board the armored vehicle, and the rest boarded the personnel truck.

A team with two vehicles—this is a privilege no other team gets. The station chiefs of the two planting areas in AC, who are also team leaders, are green with envy.

"All members of Team 528, please!" Mo Shigui shouted from the front of the car.

Aji and the others, who were still gathered in front of the supply station, quickly moved to the front of the vehicle.

"I want three scoops of yogurt!" Zhao Gang hurriedly spent 300 points, took the yogurt he bought for his cub from the salesperson, picked up the cub standing next to him who was not even as tall as anyone else's thigh, and rushed to Mo Shigui.

Even mercenaries, in this serious military atmosphere, strictly abide by the rules of the armed forces.

The 19 people assembled within a minute. Several mercenaries carried the guns and ammunition they had just acquired. Although they were slightly flustered, none of them were slow.

The last person to join the team was Zhao Gang, who was holding a child in one arm and a yogurt in the other. He was glared at by Mo Shigui.

But considering that Director Yang had specially arranged an armored vehicle for him, he didn't say anything.

Mo Shigui distributed red wristbands to everyone, each bearing a team number and serving as a marker for mutual identification.

Even Zhao Xiaoxiu had a children's version of a small bracelet, not too big or too small, which fit perfectly on the little girl's wrist, as if it were specially made, attracting the attention of the other team members.

The newly joined mercenaries all came from different hunting groups on the two major bases. They didn't usually interact much, but they were basically familiar with each other and automatically formed small groups.

Aji and others were all members of the official military, and naturally formed their own group.

Only Zhao Gang and his daughter stood out awkwardly in the group.

The mercenaries were newcomers and dared not ask or speak. But anyone with discerning eyes could see that the father and daughter had a very special identity.

Time was tight, and Mo Shigui didn't have time to explain so much to them, only saying, "This was approved by the higher-ups."

So, no one said anything about the fact that there was a three-year-old girl in the group.

As long as they don't give her special protection or care, it's fine.

However, Zhao Gang never intended to trouble anyone else with taking care of the child.

I can take good care of my own cubs!

Mo Shigui checked the newly exchanged supplies for everyone, and after having a clear understanding of the situation, he waved his hand and said, "Get on the vehicle!"

They weren't familiar with each other yet, so they maintained a slightly awkward politeness. Although they were displeased with Zhao Gang's behavior of rushing to the passenger seat with the child in his arms, they remained calm on the surface.

The entire army was fully equipped and ready to go. After a final confirmation, Commander Wei gave the order "Depart!" over the walkie-talkie, and the main force slowly drove out of the base square and headed towards Jiangcheng.

An advance team had already cleared the road, and the logistics team had also completed a site survey of the camp on a high ground 20 miles away from Jiangcheng. The main force moved very quickly, and the entire army had assembled by 3 p.m.

The team leaders were all summoned by their superiors to attend a combat meeting.

Aji was appointed as the temporary deputy captain and led the team to set up camp in the designated area.

With many people and complete equipment, the open space was quickly cleared and the tents were pitched.

The logistics staff carried large bags and came down to distribute nutrient solutions, one bottle per person, one bottle lasts for a day, which is quite convenient.

Zhao Gang took his share and prepared to hand it to Zhao Xiaoxiu, who was sitting on the wooden post drinking yogurt and looking quite pleased with herself.

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, a logistics staff member called out to Zhao Gang. Under the surprised and suspicious gazes of the others, he took out a food container from the side pocket of his backpack and handed it to Zhao Gang.

The logistics staff member gave Zhao Xiaoxiu a special look, but since she was the only child in the entire camp, there was no need to worry about sending her to the wrong person.

"What is it?" As soon as the logistics staff left, several mercenaries curiously gathered around.

Someone sniffed, then suddenly widened their eyes, staring incredulously at the food container in Zhao Gang's hand. "Yogurt fruit salad? I can't believe my eyes!"

Zhao Gang calmly opened the food container, nodded, and confirmed that it was indeed a fresh yogurt and fruit salad.

He ignored the green eyes of his teammates and eagerly handed it to the surprised cub.

"Who gave this to me?" Zhao Xiaoxiu took the box of yogurt and fruit salad with a puzzled look in her eyes, but did not see anyone suspicious.

Ignoring all that, Zhao Gang eagerly placed a wooden spoon into the box and urged, "Xiaoxiu likes it, Xiaoxiu, eat quickly."

Zhao Xiaoxiu swallowed hard. Faced with a fresh fruit yogurt salad, the yogurt drink her father had just bought for her instantly lost its appeal.

She glanced at Zhao Gang, who nodded vigorously before tentatively scooping a spoonful into her mouth.

The sweet and tangy yogurt melts in your mouth, and the fresh, specially cultivated mutated fruit pieces are bursting with fruit flavor without any strange taste.

Zhao Xiaoxiu's eyes widened slightly, and she exclaimed in delight, "Daddy, it's super delicious!"

"Eat as much as you like." Zhao Gang said succinctly. As long as the cubs were happy, nothing else mattered.

No, we must get rid of these drooling humans in front of us.

Zhao Gang raised his eyes, his fierce gaze sweeping coldly over the team members surrounding him, their eyes gleaming with malice.

Suddenly, the group felt a chill in their chests, a sense of dread as if they were being stared at from the abyss. They instinctively stepped back and quickly looked away.

It seemed that if you reacted even a little slower, you would be dragged into the dark abyss by some unknown, terrifying behemoth!

The group retreated to a distance of ten meters before they felt their breathing become easier.

They looked at each other, then at the father and daughter sitting on the wooden stake with a look of horror, and remained in an eerie silence for a long time.

The eerie and oppressive atmosphere was only broken when Mo Shigui appeared with Yang Mei.

"Director Yang!" Everyone hurriedly greeted Yang Mei.

Yang Mei nodded slightly to the crowd, then walked over to Zhao Xiaoxiu, who was eating yogurt pudding, squatted down in front of her, and asked with concern, "Do you like it?"