Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 805 - 798: Old Friends Reunite

Chapter 805: Chapter 798: Old Friends Reunite

"So, Captain Luo’er, about the assistance from your side..." After slightly composing himself, Azita looked at Luo’er and asked cautiously.

"Don’t rush," Luo’er replied with a smile, "We’ll contact the higher-ups, and as soon as we get the goods, we’ll notify you immediately."

"That’s great, splendid," Azita said with immense joy, excitedly adding, "We have arranged for a guy downstairs, so if you need to find me, just tell him, and I will rush over without delay."

"You are too kind, Mr. Azta, there’s really no need for such formalities." Faced with Azita’s enthusiasm, Luo’er found himself somewhat overwhelmed for a moment.

"No, no, no, all of you are esteemed guests, and your affairs are the matters of the Hound Gang. If there’s anything you need to arrange, just command us freely without any hesitation," Azita said with a wave of his hand.

Luo’er truly couldn’t stand Azita’s fervor, and after some pleasantries, finally managed to send him off, then sat down on a chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, are we really going to get him a batch of goods?" Hu Daoke closed the door and then approached Luo’er to ask.

"Mhm," Luo’er nodded, then turned to glance out the window and pursed his lips before saying, "Let’s go out for a stroll later and see if we can find a way to get the goods."

"Heh," Hu Daoke sat opposite Luo’er, also turning to look out of the window as Azita and the others left, and couldn’t help shaking his head as he said, "Some really get everything by bootlicking to the end."

After tidying up a bit, Luo’er and Hu Daoke, armed with their pistols, prepared to step out to look for a weapon supply route. Luo’er thought, if all else fails, they might as well settle for a batch of bolt-action rifles, since bolt-action rifles were firearms too, and not to scorn modest means of sustenance.

"Feng, you stay and watch over them. We’re stepping out for a bit," Luo’er said to Feng in the next room after getting ready.

"Oh...oh..." Although it was still a response, this time her voice was clearly hesitant, obviously worried about Luo’er and the others’ safety.

"Don’t worry, we’ve got Fula with us, there won’t be any problems," Luo’er reassured her.

"I understand, I’ll wait here for your return," Feng nodded and said.

Luo’er smiled, couldn’t resist ruffling her little head, and then said, "If anyone offends us, don’t hit them too hard. We need to keep a low profile now and avoid unnecessary trouble."

"I got it!" Feng nodded vigorously, actually just wanting to snuggle into Luo’er’s palm a little more.

Of course, Luo’er felt this reminder might just be wishful thinking. Feng’s strikes were always either fatal or crippling—asking her to go easy was harder than telling her not to strike at all.

After giving a brief set of instructions, Luo’er led Hu Daoke out of the inn, following the relatively busy streets towards the commercial district.

Luo’er was thinking about finding some Blaiqi merchants who had trade relations with headquarters and then procuring a batch of weapons from them.

Of course, this was mostly wishful thinking. Since the exposure of the arms smuggling case, Holy Heart City’s firearms market had undergone a cleanup. Military weapons needed official orders from established institutions to be sold.

The so-called established institutions included Otherworld military or government departments or the Church Court’s military. So now, tracing a batch of military weapons was straightforward—information could be obtained directly through the Blaiqi commercial intelligence network channel.

It was for this reason that Luo’er didn’t dare to rashly purchase military weapons from the Blaiqi people; the moment they placed an order, they could easily get targeted by CIA agents lurking within the same commercial intelligence network, leading to more loss than gain.

All the way, Luo’er’s face was grim; he racked his brain but couldn’t figure out the best course of action. Seeing his troubled expression, Hu Daoke sensibly chose not to engage him in conversation and instead took the lead to clear the way for him.

The weather had cleared up in the past few days, but the ground was still very muddy. From time to time, they could see pedestrians slipping and getting their bottoms covered with muck, appearing quite embarrassed.

The two men followed the reasonably active streets and found themselves in the commercial district. The street layout and architectural style here borrowed more or less from Earth’s modern city elements, such as concrete paved roads and permeable bricks paving the sidewalks along the roads.

Of course, not all roads had concrete hardened surfaces; most of the streets were still paved with cobblestones. That was perfectly normal, after all, Otherworld had not yet seen the advent of small cars weighing over a ton or two, only some horse-drawn carriages, so there was no need to pave every road with concrete.

This was precisely why the streets of Holy Heart City still retained a rich Otherworldly style. Unlike Yazhi City, which seemed like a copy of Ulysses City located just opposite the Otherworld Gate, lacking the unique architectural charm of the Otherworld.

"So then, boss, be careful walking, the ground’s slippery; I saw a lot of people fall on their butts along the way," Hu Daoke finally couldn’t help it any longer and turned around to advise as they reached the commercial district.

"Mhm, I know, thank you!" Luo’er nodded, then took a deep breath and looked up ahead.

"Boss, if you ask me, just get them a batch of pistols and be done with it. City combat isn’t about having the most powerful weapons; this isn’t Grozny. No matter how much they make a fuss, they can’t just tear down the East District, can they?"

"At least secure a batch of full-sized rifles; getting pistols would be too degrading," Luo’er shrugged his shoulders, saying with a bitter smile.

"So what’s troubling you, boss?" Hu Daoke asked.

"The problem now is that to get a batch of military weapons, you need a legitimate Otherworld institution to place an order. After the last big arms smuggling case, the United Nations has been very strict about this, performing random checks on military weapons’ whereabouts. Without an official institution’s order, even the headquarters has difficulty getting a batch of weapons," Luo’er explained.

"Feels like we shot ourselves in the foot," Hu Daoke shook his head and then continued to ask, "So, how did Booze Ghost Gang get their weapons?"

"Don’t forget that the CIA still has an ally, the secular regime of Odelanqi. They could easily have the secular regime place the order and then directly hand over the goods to Booze Ghost Gang afterwards, making it hard for the United Nations to find fault," Luo’er said.

"Alas, it’s a shame the Church Court doesn’t buy Earth’s weapons," Hu Daoke sighed thoughtfully.

"The Church Court..." Hearing Hu Daoke’s words, Luo’er felt a twitch in his heart, a fleeting idea crossing his mind.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the end of the street as pedestrians and carriages made way, avoiding the center of the road for a marching military unit.

"Damn, it’s not the city defense forces coming to rout us, is it?" Seeing the marching forces, Hu Daoke’s face suddenly darkened, and he pulled Luo’er to hide on the sidewalk at the edge of the street.

Luo’er looked in the direction of the stares of the people around him and saw a military unit approaching them from not too far away. A few officers led the way on tall horses, followed by neat and orderly columns. The marching unit moved at a jog, and their synchronized and orderly footsteps could be clearly heard.

"This sounds like a modern army..." At the sound of those neat footsteps, Hu Daoke couldn’t help but stand on his tiptoes, craning his neck to look.

But clearly, his guess was off, for the officers leading on horseback were all clad in fine armor, marked not only with Runes for defense but also with their respective family crests.

"Eh, that leader looks kind of familiar," Hu Daoke, standing tiptoed, suddenly spotted a familiar figure and couldn’t help exclaiming.

"It’s the Purification Legion; Little Ke, follow them!" Luo’er finally reacted, pulling Hu Daoke and heading towards the unit.

"The Purification Legion is what... Oh, the army led by Feliz’s brother!" Hu Daoke suddenly realized and exclaimed.

The two directly walked to the very front of the unit, standing on the street to block the unit’s path. Seeing the two obstructing the way, one of the officers stepped forward and rebuked sharply, "What are you trying to do? Move aside at once."

"Mr. Azta, no harm in seeing you," Luo’er ignored the officer’s scolding, instead greeting the leading officer.

"You are... Captain Luo’er!" Carter was startled, then suddenly realized who it was.

To conceal his identity, Luo’er had put on a hood and worn color-changing contact lenses, so it took him a moment to recognize Luo’er.

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