CHAPTER 1264: CHAPTER 1262: SQUAD LEADER RAMSEY!

"Refugees?!"

At the mention of the word, Ramsey’s eyes lit up. Here, at the Bata Base, the word "refugees" implied wealth and status!

After all, if you captured enough refugees, you could propose a promotion to your superiors!

Once you got promoted, your power increased. Similarly, with more power, came more money. In these war-torn times, nothing but money was truly important.

With money, you could hire soldiers to protect you. With money, you could choose to go abroad, leaving this place filled with the smoke of war.

To Ramsey, refugees meant money, and also meant women! After all, with money, he could live a lavish life or find a woman to serve him every day.

"One... two... three... twenty-one people!"

After counting, Ramsey’s face was filled with excitement. Twenty-one people! That equaled forty-two grams of gold!

Subtracting thirty percent for the superiors and subordinates, about twenty-nine grams were his!

So much gold would allow him to enjoy a carefree life for over a month! If he was frugal, he might even be able to recruit a few more subordinates into his team, allowing him to capture more refugees in the future!

"Today, truly, God has blessed us!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Ramsey hurriedly led his men in that direction. After all, in this small town, he was not the only captain; there were five or six others. Now, he had to seize the moment while no one else was around, capture these people, and send them to the base!

"Halt!"

Thus, Ramsey appeared in front of Hao Jian and others, accompanied by his two subordinates, blocking their path, and looking down at them. To him, these twenty-one refugees were all money!

"Office... Officer... Do... Do you... Do you have any matters?"

Hao Jian, much like a refugee without any status, felt as if he had come face-to-face with a menacing officer in uniform. The natural fear and unease he showed made his subordinates secretly give a thumbs-up; their boss could really act!

"You all..."

Ramsey looked with disdain at this group of smelly refugees. If not for the fact that they were all money, he would have shot them. The more important order was to capture them alive, as dead ones held no value.

"Where did you come from?"

Before capturing them, it was necessary to pacify these twenty-one individuals. They only had three people here, and dealing with twenty-one people was really a bit challenging, even though there were a few women among them, but they were the minority.

"Officer... We... we came from... we are from Hawke Town... our... our town was invaded, we had nowhere to go, so we ended up here..."

"Hawke Town?"

Hearing this location, Ramsey was contemplative. Actually, he had no idea where this town was, but for now, the priority was to pacify these people.

With war everywhere, these people were also unarmed, and seemed pathetically weak.

Ramsey looked at Hao Jian and the others, his eyes gleaming as he pondered.

And Hao Jian and others acted timidly, as if refugees facing a high official, with the kind of insecurity that this official could end their lives at any moment.

"So, you’re saying you all fled from Hawke Town?"

Ramsey’s gaze on Hao Jian and others grew increasingly enigmatic, while his two subordinates slowly placed their hands on their guns.

"Y... yes... yes, we... Hawke Town had over two hundred people, just... just a few of us... ran... ran here..."

Hao Jian pointed tremblingly at the people behind him, stuttering as he spoke.

No background, no place to return to, and displaced by war!

Ramsey gleaned this information from Hao Jian’s words, and his eyes began to shine brightly. Weren’t these people the perfect refugees, and ones who could be used at will?

So many people, even if they suddenly disappeared, wouldn’t attract any attention, since they could simply claim that Hawke Town had been destroyed.

This reason would be enough for many to forget these people!

Under General Baldeke’s jurisdiction, although people struggled to survive, the presence of a population was necessary. Without a Low-Level population, where would their meals come from?

Therefore, Baldeke doesn’t like to create chaos in his territory by capturing people, resulting in too rapid a loss of his population.

So he also emphasized that when capturing people, one must capture those without any background, those who have no relatives, these people are the best!

Of course, if there aren’t any, then there’s no need to worry too much, just capture fewer as long as it doesn’t attract attention, though this reduces efficiency significantly.

Now, these twenty-one people led by Hao Jian are perfect targets for capture! Capturing so many people, maybe the officer in charge of all this will be happy and give him a handsome reward.

The more Ramsey thought about it, the more right it seemed, and his gaze towards Hao Jian and the others grew more hostile. He finally grinned and said, "Everyone, you don’t have to worry anymore. Once you enter General Baldeke’s territory, you won’t have to be displaced because of the war!"

"As long as you come with me to the base for registration now, you will become citizens of General Baldeke!"

"Officer... I... we..."

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian sneered inwardly, but his face still showed the bewilderment of a refugee, the kind of distrustful attitude towards everything.

"No more of your nonsense, just come with me now!"

Ramsey had no time to waste here; he had just seen the captain of another squad passing by at a nearby intersection!

Thus, he signaled his two subordinates with his eyes, urging them to act quickly. The two subordinates, once they saw the signal, immediately drew their guns and aimed at Hao Jian and the others, snorting coldly, "Don’t make any sudden moves, or your lives are forfeit. Come with us now!"

"Officer, what... what do you mean by this?!"

Seeing the guns being drawn, Hao Jian and the others immediately acted panic-stricken, with several of the girls screaming in fear, and the men turned pale, lips trembling, worthy of outstanding actors!

"I mean nothing else, comply with our actions, or face death!"

With his subordinates already drawing their guns, Ramsey seized the chance to sneer. People were noticing the situation here, and if he didn’t quickly get these people inside the base for registration, he’d have to share the spoils with other captains, which he absolutely did not want!

"Move!"

With a cold snort, Ramsey also pulled out his handgun, aiming at Hao Jian and the others, forcing them to move forward.

"Move!"

The two subordinates each grabbed two women by the arms, taking advantage of the situation to grope them, their eyes showing obscene glints, which made the two women very uncomfortable, but their expressions remained fearful and helpless, desperately trying to break free. However, after a bit of struggling, they found guns pointed at their heads.

Upon realizing this, the two women trembled, not daring to resist.

Under normal circumstances, these two’s guns wouldn’t even have a chance to be aimed at their heads; they would have been dealt with during the encounter.

Unfortunately, this time they were on a mission, so that scenario had to be avoided at all costs. If discovered, Hao Jian would send them both back to God of Death Island before Baldeke even had a chance to act.

The twenty-one people feigned resistance while seeming to be tightly controlled by Ramsey, a scenario that filled him with pride.

Catching twenty-one people so easily—this was mobile money! The organization wanted young people, regardless of gender. Now, of these twenty-one individuals, not a single one was a child or an elder; all were young individuals!

This scenario was common during tumultuous times, albeit a bit unusual. If the Mercenary Alliance or Assassin Alliance saw it, they might have suspicions.

But Ramsey evidently did not suspect anything of this sort, which Hao Jian was relieved about. Meeting such a fool was fortunate; facing the Mercenary Alliance or Assassin Alliance would have involved prolonged cunning and strategy. It wasn’t like now, where only a few words sufficed to take them away.

So, Ramsey and his two subordinates led Hao Jian and the others towards the base. This place was a small town under Baldeke Base, ten kilometers away from Baldeke Base, a distance requiring ten hours on foot for the group.

After all, the twenty-one were posing as refugees who couldn’t appear to have much stamina. At first, it was manageable, but later, one by one they collapsed, panting heavily on the ground.

Seeing this, Ramsey yelled and hit them, to no effect. Eventually, unable to resist the captives’ condition, they had to rest there for over an hour.

Finally reaching the base’s gates, the time had turned from morning to night, specifically seven o’clock at night in Equatorial Guinea.

Given Equatorial Guinea’s namesake position on the equator, the days and nights are almost split evenly, so past six, the sky gradually darkens.

The night-time Baldeke Base, under the glow of the lights, vaguely revealed its fangs; nighttime always poised as a flashpoint of danger.

Nighttime required more vigilance compared to daytime!

"Who goes there?!"

Amid such tight security, Ramsey, leading Hao Jian and the others, was stopped at the gate by a guard.