Chapter 9: The Men of the Death Squad

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The two faces drew closer and closer, almost touching each other's nostrils. Yang Zhi could no longer bear it; there was not a single normal person in this death squad. He then cleared his throat loudly.

Yang Zhi laughed heartily at the sky: "Am I at a disadvantage? Just because of Qin Feng, hahahaha!" The laughter suddenly paused, "However, it doesn't matter if you say so, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy!"

"Alright, I know about this matter. I will go find Qin. By the way, this is Young Master Yang from the capital. I have a small matter to discuss with Qin, so please treat him well and do not offend Young Master Yang, as he is a significant figure from the capital!" The little cat looked at the wild dog with ill intent, dropped these words, and quickly ran away. Returning to the Changsheng Camp felt like coming home to him, as he was quite familiar with the place. However, just after turning a corner of a tent, the wild dog heard a scream and couldn't help but laugh heartily: "You little rascal, you have been gone for two years, yet you still think our Changsheng Camp is the same as before? The traps change every day, and new formations are devised to keep you on your toes!" The traps in the camp are mostly designed to play tricks on people, and they won't seriously injure anyone, but they will certainly leave one in a sorry state. The wild dog was not worried about what might happen to the little cat.

Little Cat laughed and said: "Young Master Yang, I used to walk out of the Death Camp. Please, Young Master Yang, follow me."

"What, are you scared?" The wild dog looked at the other with a sense of triumph.

Yang Zhi's face turned pale with anger, which indicates to me his true intentions; this is meant to undermine my confidence! In a fit of rage, I pushed the kitten aside and strode inward.

"How dare you call out the name of our Qin Tou? Who do you think you are, trying to lecture us about Qin Tou? I'll teach you a lesson first!" Upon hearing Yang Zhi's loud outburst, the wild dog was instantly enraged, and with a roar, he raised his iron knife and swung it down towards Yang Zhi.

Ah, Young Master Yang, be careful, be careful! The little cat hurriedly followed along, for if Yang Zhi were to collapse before even entering the camp gate, it would be its own responsibility.

This is their main camp; I fear that a random group of bandits could easily raid their camp, right? Where are the horse barriers, the antler traps, the fences, the watchtowers, the patrol sentries? Where is the main gate of the camp?" Yang Zhi shouted.

I used to be like that, but now I have improved. I was just thinking of getting my revenge on you, but your place is too well-guarded. If I go there, you and your gang will definitely ambush me; you won't face me one-on-one. I may be crazy, but I'm not foolish. The wild dog laughed heartily, dragging the iron knife on the ground, sparks flying: "Come on, come on, after being beaten by you for two whole years, today I will reclaim everything with interest."

I fear that your old grievances have not yet been resolved, and new resentments have been added. The kitten chuckled. It seems that today I must teach you once again how to be a person

This cough startled the little cat that was about to educate the wild dog, causing it to immediately take a step back, "Hold on!"

After laughing heartily for a while, the wild dog slowly turned its head and said, "Young Master Yang? From the capital?"

The little cat pouted slightly, looking at the eager Yang Zhi: "To be honest with you, I really don't know. I have indeed had encounters with Qin Tou'er, but everyone in our dare-to-die camp who has any skills has fought with Qin Tou, and without exception, we all ended up being beaten to a pulp. With my meager abilities, I truly cannot grasp the details of Qin Tou. However, Young Master Yang, you are a prominent figure from the capital, with extraordinary skills, naturally far beyond what we small fry can compare to, hahahaha!"

Indeed, it was not very clean. Before I entered the death squad, I was involved in the underworld, engaging in businesses without capital, cutting corners on the streets. I had bad luck and got caught, and later I was sent to the death squad. After fighting through several battles, I became a deputy officer, and later I was transferred out. By the way, the Captain Qin you are here to spar with today is my former superior.

"A bunch of bandits can just raid the daring camp?" Little Cat scoffed as he glanced at Yang Zhi, "Young Master Yang, the people in this daring camp are the ancestors of bandits." He kicked a stone the size of a bowl, which flew up and landed in Little Cat's palm. With a chuckle, Little Cat casually threw the stone towards a patch of seemingly unremarkable grass.

Indeed, otherwise how could General Zuo have sent me here? If it were someone unfamiliar, they truly would not be able to lead you into this camp.

The wild dog, holding a knife, stood under the banner, looking at the kitten and chuckling dryly: "Just now, the little ones told me that someone triggered the mechanism, and I was wondering who it could be? Turns out it's an old acquaintance! You, this sickly cat, have climbed to high branches, so what brings you to our poor place for no reason?"

"Are you the pretty boy who was playing with flying swords in our Qin army's main tent?" The wild dog's thick eyebrows slowly raised, the iron knife scraping against the ground, sparks flying out. "You've got some guts, daring to lay hands on our Qin leader? Did you get taught a lesson? Hehehe!"

Yang Zhidun was instantly dumbfounded

"Not bad, it is indeed me." Yang Zhi raised his head proudly; he was a lofty young master from the capital. The stray dog was merely a street thug struggling in the mud. Even if he had now secured a minor official position, in Yang Zhi's eyes, he was nothing more than a thug with a bit of status.

Are you looking for the boss for something? The wild dog scrutinized the wild cat from top to bottom, saying, Don't blame me for not reminding you, the boss is in a bad mood today. That son of a bitch said there were changes in military orders, and all our previous work has gone to waste. He came back cursing at the heavens and the earth, and even after we seized half of the supplies from the Changsheng Camp, it didn't even bring a smile to the boss's face

Yang Zhi, who spoke as if he did not care at all, was nonetheless closely following behind the kitten: "I didn't expect it, Captain Zhang, so you are also someone who came out of the Death Squad? I have heard that the people from the Death Squad are not exactly clean, you know!"

When the two individuals walked under the high-flying flag of the daring death camp, the little cat immediately spotted an acquaintance.

Young Master Yang, many things are not just about appearances. Beneath the great reputation, there are no false heroes. If the Death Squad were truly so easy to deal with, then who would the Western Qin people who have died at their hands cry to over the years?" The little cat chuckled, "When we enter the camp later, make sure to stick close to me and do not wander around, or else there will be trouble. This place is filled with mechanisms and traps, set by those perverts who have nothing better to do. Some of them, even their superiors are unaware of. A moment of carelessness could lead to bloodshed."

With a thud, a stone fell to the ground, and seemingly from the unremarkable patch of grass, a net suddenly flew up, ensnaring the stone within it. The sound of crossbow bolts whistled through the air, and not far away, another patch of earth erupted with a bang, launching a crossbow. Several bolts shot out like lightning, piercing through the net. With a thud, the entire net, wrapped around the stone, fell to the ground.

Yang Zhi could hardly believe his eyes; the chaotic and haphazardly assembled cluster of tents before him was actually the encampment of the most battle-ready death squad of the western frontier troops? Compared to the imposing central army camp, this place was nothing short of a refugee settlement

Is this their residence? Yang Zhi looked at the kitten beside him

Indeed! Unlike Yang Zhi, the little cat, upon seeing this chaotic camp, appeared as if it had found its home, with eager light shining in its eyes

Stray dog! He greeted eagerly

Today I have serious business to attend to, I want to fight, let's choose another day, stray dog, where is the boss? asked the kitten

"These are merely the antics of spirits and demons, what can they do to me?" After a moment of astonishment, Yang Zhi raised his head again, "By the way, how do you know this so clearly?"

"Are you asking me to inquire about the martial skills of Captain Qin?" The cat-like figure looked at Yang Zhi with a half-smile, "You can speak frankly. General Zuo sent me here to take care of you and ensure that you do not suffer any losses"

Since you are a subordinate of this Qin Feng, you must be well aware of the details regarding this Qin Xiaowei, correct

Yang Zhi's mother was the esteemed Left Prime Minister's wife, a lady of the first rank, and even the emperor had to show her some respect. Being insulted in such a manner by a low-ranking military officer infuriated Yang Zhi, who exclaimed, "I will kill you, you scoundrel!" With a swift motion of his hand, the short sword was already flying out.

"You are a wild dog, not a mad dog. I haven't provoked you, so why are you trying to bite me?" The kitten crossed its arms and looked down at the wild dog. "If I don't leave, can you get promoted to a second lieutenant? Wild dog, don't forget that you used to be my subordinate. Wasn't it you who got beaten up and rolling on the ground last time? What's wrong? Are you looking for trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi was immediately filled with anger and humiliation. "Qin Feng is just a petty person who takes advantage of others' unpreparedness. I have come here today specifically to teach him a good lesson. Is he hiding away, too afraid to see me? Qin Feng, come out here!"

Did they rob half of the supplies from the Changsheng Camp?" Yang Zhi was dumbfounded; was this really an army? They were nothing more than a bunch of bandits. Xiao Mao, however, did not find it strange. He had done similar things while following Qin Feng in the past. After all, during his time with Qin Feng, he enjoyed a life of luxury and indulgence. However, after taking command of a camp himself, life was far from the comfortable days he had experienced in the Death Camp. With a whole camp of 3,000 people to feed, care for, and manage, it was truly not an easy task to be a camp lieutenant.

Yang Zhi's footsteps slowed down, "Is it your former boss?"