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Mercenary King: Got Question? Ask My RPG!

There was a classic saying that prevailed in the era of thermal weapons. "All fear comes from insufficient firepower." Don't believe? Looking at the muzzle of a cannon bigger than your head, and say it again? ... Starting off by being kidnapped, in order to survive, Gao Guang was forced to become a member of a private military contractor. And thus, an unexpected legend began to unfold... Stallone from [First Blood]? Jason Statham from [The Expendables]? Keanu Reeves from [John Wick], the one who's best at using all kinds of firearms? Come on, all of these are nothing compared to Gao Guang!! --- Finally, until one day, in the field of private military forces, he completely made the term "Gao Guang moment" became a professional term! Countless criminals, mercenaries, murderers, and private armed organizations would pee their pants at the mention of the name Gao Guang! "Hello, my name is Gao Guang." "I am dedicated to providing war-related peripheral services, including but not limited to force, arms, intelligence, and technical support." "As the conscience of the industry, our quality is trustworthy. Please don't hesitate, don't pinch your goddamn wallet, and make an appointment with my beautiful secretary as soon as possible. Warm reminder, we only accept cash." "Gao Guang, Your best choice!"

Just Like Water · Urban
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Chapter 346: It's Not About Money_1

It was getting dark, and before nightfall, Gao Guang and the other six had a hearty dinner.

They hadn't eaten much at noon, so everyone had a few compressed biscuits and the like, but knowing that the reinforcements couldn't make it, they had to eat a bit more lavishly.

So dinner was MREs, the self-heating single-soldier rations.

The taste was alright; the portion wasn't big, but the calories were definitely enough. Gao Guang was satisfied with one, but Mike needed at least two.

"How's Number 16?"

"Not bad, how about Number 15?"

"Also not bad, then I'll take another Number 16."

There were two large cardboard boxes in the dormitory, filled with self-heating rations. Mike took another one and said with joy, "Actually, these aren't bad. After getting used to the cafeteria food, I think these are pretty tasty."

John said weakly, "I sincerely hope you can always maintain that view. I really hope you can always keep a fondness for self-heating rations, God bless."