Chapter 236: the tyrant plan

The next day, the Spartan/Daland allied squad was set for departure as the soldiers energetically prepared to leave the shelter after over 2 days of staying there.

While waiting for their 2 leaders, they already had some memories with the mercenaries here. If they survived the mission, perhaps these were potential stories that they could filter and tell their grandchildren.

It was every soldier's dream to get old, retire as a fulfilled Commander in chief, have a large mansion and a special place to tell his/her legendary stories to their grandchildren.

Well, this was if they survived this mission. Life is in phases and men are in sizes, they had to learn to crawl first before learning to run.

After Benny, Diana, and Anna announced their leader’s decision to them yesterday, they no longer wasted time as they gathered their remaining resources to leave.

After their escape battle between the 2 cliffs, their material and survival supply losses were so big that they had just a fraction of what they came to the battle with.

With so few resources and supplies, even survival alone in the extreme regions of the Everest was not guaranteed, so they needed to find ways to replenish their resources. This was what Clark and Dickson already secretly planned for.

Though it was nice to be always good to others, they were not here to play, they were here for business, and they would do anything necessary to replenish their low supply reserves.

Not every day should a soldier play as the prince charming, sometimes, when the situation calls for it, they have to play the menacing demon. That’s just life.

Even though being tyrants was not good, they were well-trained soldiers of their various countries. They were not trained to cower in fear in the face of adversities, but to utilize their skills and face it with dauntless courage.

For the first time since he became a soldier, Clark approved of the idea of being the bully tyrant after being persuaded by Dickson yesterday. They had no other choice if they were to continue their mission.

As the group of black-uniformed soldiers trouped out of their special side compartment, they drew the attention of every inhabitant of the shelter again.

As a shelter located in the middle heights of the Everest Mountain, no tourist had the guts to come this far. Only mercenaries, retired soldiers, and active soldiers took refuge in it.

After a few days here, most of them already recognized Clark’s group as one of the fiercest here, so they naturally gave them the needed respect.

The soldiers did not waste any time, as they directly opened the door and went outside into the snow. Clark and Dickson lingered behind, as they were to settle their cumulative bills for the past few days.

Going to the wide semi-circular counter that isolated the clerk there from the main shelter hall, Clark quickly asked for the amount he needed to pay and settled it.

Leaving there, he sighed ruefully at the amount of money that just left his pocket. Despite already paying for the initial lodging, he still had to pay an astronomical 360,000 Mountain credits.

These additional charges were just for the fact that they hired a side compartment. That was the huge difference between the normal hall and the side compartments, it almost felt like daylight robbery.

This successfully took a huge lump from their reserves, but he was not too anxious. Though Dickson’s plan of sustenance was vicious, it was the best for soldiers like them.

Dickson named the overall move…, the tyrant plan.

Before they left, they both turned to a corner to face a group of mercenaries who had patiently waited for them since they came.

“Jason, you actually stayed till now? I’m sorry for not coming early. After just reconvening with my comrades, I had a lot of things to take care of”. Dickson apologized loudly, as he came to meet his companions who escorted them here.

“No need to apologize, invisible sir, your matters and ways are far beyond my comprehension and understanding. I can never leave when you told me to wait, that’s how much respect I have for you, sir”.

The ever-surprising mercenary, Jason, stood up and replied calmly while complimenting it with a nice curtsy bow.

“Yeah, you still got it”. His subordinate’s faces twitched on seeing how he smoothly transited from their boss to this guy’s loyal bootlicker again, he was really the best at it.

Though this was their thoughts, they still stood up respectfully to greet Dickson. “Welcome back, invisible sir”.

Hearing this guy’s welcome words, Dickson rolled his eyes but he didn’t mind, this was one of the main reasons why he liked this guy. His mouth was just the sweetest.

“Perhaps, if I survive this mission, I should offer to take him away from this region. It’s not a bad thing to have a subordinate like him”. Dickson licked his rosy lips thoughtfully.

“Buddy, I like the way you speak, you never fail to surprise me. I think that I’ll miss your storytelling a lot”. Dickson laughed and broke out from his thoughts as he bearhugged Jason.

Seeing this, Jason’s heart skipped a beat. “Did I do it this time? Did I befriend a bigshot? Oh my God…!”

“I’m sorry for making you wait for so long, Jason. Don’t worry, the bills accumulated for this period will be borne by us”. Clark finally interrupted his thoughts.

“Ah, 2nd invisible sir, no need for that…”

Before he could finish, Clark waved him to stop. At this moment, he felt like he was a rich tycoon that could afford to splash money anyhow.

“What a nice feeling it was to be filthy rich”, he thought.

Clark first thanked him and his subordinates for guiding them here, for the informative stories that he entertained them with on the way before finally giving them a buddy’s handshake.

The mercenaries felt flattered by this, as shaking Clark left a faint blush in their cheeks. After so many days, they already knew that Clark was the overall leader.

After doing all these, Clark patted Jason again on the shoulders before turning to leave. He left them to Dickson, their new friend, or should he say superior.

“You heard him, my boss already thanked you and said everything, so I don’t have much to say again”. Dickson finally said while chuckling.

“I have to say that I’ll miss your company a lot”. He added with a smile.

“I’m flattered, invisible sir”. Jason was sure not to forget this timing to bootlick, the pro-flattering spirit in him was already rippling excitedly, but he still kept a calm demeanor.

Hearing this, Dickson’s smile grew wider. “Actually, I have a help to ask of you, Jason”.

“Oh, I’m all ears sir”.

Dickson did not speak immediately, instead, he directed his gaze at the subordinates who stood behind Jason. Quickly getting the hint, they calmly excused themselves away.

Seeing this, Jason was surprised. He knew that Dickson meant no harm, but such a setting in preparation for this made him tense, he suddenly felt goosebumps all over.

It was at this moment that Dickson leaned closer, placed his mouth to his ears before whispering something to him. A minute later, he opened his eyes wide at Dickson.

“What? You thought we were the ever-good guys? We are indeed the good guys, but we have to adapt to changing situations”. Dickson laughed on seeing his reaction.

Hearing what he said, Jason suddenly felt relieved. He nodded to show that he understood before he smoothly dipped his hands inside his bag and brought out a map inscribed inside an iron plate.

“Oh, it seems that you already expected me to ask of this?” Dickson was surprised.

“I predicted it sir, so I prepared in advance. Everything that you need is there, it has some side ports where more elaborate information is recorded”. Jason answered smoothly.

“Haha, you’re indeed my buddy. I guess this is why I merged with you so smoothly. If fate allows us to meet again, I’ll probably surprise you”.

After saying this, Dickson brought out a wrapped paper and dipped it into his hands before turning to leave. “It was nice meeting you…, Jason”.

“You too…, invisible sir”.

Seeing Dickson leave, Jason was left trapped in a daze. He knew that separating was inevitable, but he was shocked to find himself feeling sad on witnessing this.

“I don’t know why, but I think that I’ll miss him a lot. I really liked him, though I don’t know how and why. Is this the legendary attraction at first sight?” He mumbled to himself

“Boss, what did he give you? Open it let's see”.

His moment in a daze did not last, as his subordinates quickly swarmed back to meet him on seeing Dickson leave.

“Oh, I almost forgot”. He activated a low-grade camouflage device to prevent prying eyes, before unwrapping the stuff that was handed to him. This was already instinct to a mercenary like him.

“Woah!” The mercenaries gasped as soon as the contents of the wrap were revealed.

Bundles of Mountain credits were nicely wrapped together to form an extremely visually impactive sight. They were shocked for a short moment, before immediately becoming excited.

“How much?” They all asked in unison.

Jason recovered from his daze, looked around cautiously before scanning it with a small device. He gasped, “500,000 Mountain credits”.

“Damn, we hit the jackpot this time. Commander, you’re the best, you always recognize the generous guys”. One of the mercenaries whispered excitedly.

“I now want to learn the trick, I’m envious of such an ability Commander”. Another one whispered, making the others laugh.

Jason also laughed loudly at this point; his method was right after all. His belief was not baseless, getting lucky to help a bigshot was the fastest way to immediate success.

His head inclined backward as his laughter soon turned into a full-fledged chortle. “Fate is on my side invisible sir…, we will surely meet again”.

With that, the small mercenary group left 500,000 Mountain credits richer. This was what they could only get after working hard for months, they were undoubtedly happy.

…

After going outside the shelter, Clark’s face bloomed into a smile as the white icy view of the great Himalayan peaks showcased their brilliance before him again.

The allied group of soldiers before him had even brighter smiles on their faces, their excitement was palpable.

After the battle against the animal kingdom, the Daland soldiers already had a deep respect for Clark. When Dickson also told them about how he saved him, this was the fitting puzzle that brought their respect for him to the peak.

Originally, they still had some doubts as Clark was still essentially a soldier from another country. But now, they only felt reverence and respect for him.

The Spartan soldiers felt proud on seeing this, as they unconsciously propped out their chests a bit higher. Nothing was more satisfying to soldiers in this era than having a capable leader.

Clark did not give another speech, everything needed was already said. As soon as Dickson came out of the shelter, they set out again to continue this journey for their mission target.

Once again, they were trudging forward to fulfill their mission objective. They suffered some setbacks, but they already lived past it.

Don’t be afraid to be ambitious about your goals. Hard work never stops, neither should your dreams.

This was the only belief that they held to, and it was what was helping them to continue forward.

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