Crossing the Other World to Build Gundam

My name is Mattia, and I am a member of the Shadow Mad Dogs, a second lieutenant.

Yesterday, the higher-ups sent an order that the unit I belonged to temporarily obeyed the dispatch of Brigadier General Ai Sisi and went to the destination city of Marseille.

I have pure South American continental blood, and I am also one of the few who is proficient in Nanba, and I carry out the orders given to us by our superiors.

In front of me was Captain Oakley, the captain of the local guerrillas.

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Oakley drove the jeep and said to Mattia next to him: "Second Lieutenant Mattia, be careful when entering the town of Marseille, there are some local citizens dressed in the American Lightning Army, so keep one to buy The merchants of supplies only stay in the local area for a day or two."

"The reason why the U.S. National Army pretends to be local citizens is because those people have the blood of the South American continent, or I have a pure South American continent."

"Not only that, but also the local traitors."

The jeep drove to the gate of the ancient town of Marseille, and was stopped by the Meita Deng Lijian National Army stationed there.

"What are you doing here?"

Oakley greeted the soldiers in the tone of a businessman: "Master, come here to purchase supplies, Sir, you forgot that I come here several times a month." Oakley looked like he was smiling.

"Don't pretend to be familiar with me, what about the pass." The soldier said with a righteous expression.

When Oakley took out the passport, Mattia saw the folded passport in Oakley's hand out of the corner of his eye, with banknotes inside.

When checking the pass, the soldier secretly stuffed the banknotes in his pocket, and said with a serious look: "Go, don't cause trouble with me."

The jeep entered the town, and Mattia looked in the rear mirror and saw the soldier who collected money and shared the spoils with other colleagues.

"It seems that money can solve many things."

Ogli shrugged, nodded and said: "Indeed, these soldiers have a day to day life for them. They don't know that they will be attacked by the enemy tomorrow, and they don't know if they will be alive tomorrow. For them, they can work. Heaven's money, take the money to enjoy after the break."

Wherever the jeep passed, Mattia observed the entire surroundings.

"There are many women standing on the street here."

"Hey, if it wasn't for the United States' invasion of the United States, which would cause our South American Confederate citizens to live in dire straits, how many women are willing to sell their bodies, and now they are just to survive for a living."

The jeep came to the door of a grocery store. When the two got off the car, there was a noise from the restaurant opposite.

It turned out that the American army stationed there caused the trouble, and several American soldiers beat up a waiter.

"Fuck, so what if I touch your woman?"

"Without us, how would you have a good life."

"It's your honor to have your woman serve us."

A rather pretty waitress was about to rush to protect her man when another burly soldier grabbed her and beat her up.

The waitress was crying and begging for mercy, but the soldier who molested her was very proud, touching and laughing lewdly.

Another soldier also took a mobile phone to film and narrate.

"Oh, it's so cool, so comfortable, please continue to touch my lustful sow."

The miserable male waiter who was beaten crawled towards the soldier who molested his girlfriend, begging him to let his girlfriend go.

Not only did the soldier not stop, he kicked him away, and still grabbed his girlfriend's shirt, and other soldiers continued to beat him.

The soldier in charge of filming pointed the camera at the male waiter who was beaten and narrated.

"I'm a lowly pariah, it's a great honor to be beaten by the great American army, my girlfriend is dedicated to the great American army for enjoyment and pleasure is his lewd sow glory."

The Meita Deng Lijian National Army who had been beating the male waiter laughed even more.

Many surrounding residents dared not speak out.

Mattia couldn't stand it anymore. If it wasn't for the mission, he really wanted to kill these soldiers.

Oakley clenched his fists even more, but for the sake of the task, he could only endure the bad breath, and continued to turn his head to talk to the owner of the grocery store.

Mattia watched Oakley talk to the owner of the grocery store, and the owner led them into the store, where the employees put boxes of daily necessities in the back of the jeep.

Mattia and Oakley entered the darkroom of the store with the boss, and Oakley introduced Mattia to the boss.

"Hello, Mattia, nice to meet you, you can call me Lao Huo."

"Hello, Lao Huo, I need the information you have so far, the local secret sentry of the US Tadeng Lijian National Army, the local shift change time, their outpost bases, and everything else."

Lao Huo told Mattia all the information he had.

Mattia used their unique communication network to inform the superiors.

Mattia told the two: "We will be going tonight at 8 o'clock."

The eyes of Lao Huo and Oakley were very surprised.

Mattia told them both of their battle plans.

Oakley laughed at himself: "It seems that our guerrillas are just supporting."

"Although you are supporting us, we also hope that you can cooperate well with us. If you make some mistakes, maybe our mission will fail."

"clear."

Lao Huo took Oakley and Mattia to the opposite restaurant for dinner.

The group of troublemakers from the U.S. Army had just left.

According to Mattia, the miserable male waiter who was beaten before was bandaged by other colleagues at the moment, and the bullied waitress entered the staff with the support of other female colleagues to change her into new clothes.

Lao Huo said to the boss: "Boss, here are three glasses of blood leopard wine and three plates of smoked leg of lamb."

When the restaurant owner heard this, his eyes flashed, and he personally entertained the three of Lao Huo.

When three glasses of wine and three dishes of food were placed in front of the three of them, Mattia saw the boss's **** twitch a few times, which Mattia knew was some special code for the guerrillas.

Mattia drank blood leopard wine and smoked lamb shank, frowned, and said: "Although this glass of wine is blood red like red wine, it tastes a bit sweet and has very little alcohol. Smoked lamb shank is not A touch of oiliness, black pepper flavor and good chewiness.”

"It's our local folk delicacy," Oakley said.

Lao Huo smiled and said: "If you make this wine and learn this dish, I can ask the boss to make it to you, but don't open a restaurant here to grab the boss's business."

"OK."

Lao Huo asked the boss to give Mattia the blood leopard wine and the practice of cutting the smoked leg of lamb.

The boss wrote down the recipes of these two dishes in a notebook and gave it to Mattia.

After the three were full, Lao Huo took out two banknotes to pay the bill. Mattia saw that the two banknotes were folded at different corners, which were some special codes of the guerrillas.

In the evening, the shophouses began to close one after another.

The three of them were waiting upstairs when suddenly the door was opened.

Lao Huo and Oakley stood up vigilantly.

Mattia comforted: "Don't be nervous, my companions are here."

The two looked at Mattia in surprise.

Suddenly, more than a dozen members of the Shadow Mad Dogs wearing Spartan uniforms appeared in the room, and two of them were holding briefcases and placed them next to Mattia.

Lao Huo and Oakley looked at these Tianyi mercenaries with surprise on their faces.

"Old Huo, you continue to stay in your store, Oakley, you take my other companions into the secret passage to the destination."

Mattia went into another room with a briefcase and changed into a Spartan uniform.