Three soldiers were lurking in the thick woods, their bodies covered in mud and local herbal repellants, yet mosquitoes continued to relentlessly seek them out.
These past few days had been torturous; the mosquitoes were more annoying than the bullets flying randomly across the battlefield!
One of the soldiers swatted at his face, brushing away some mosquitoes, and asked in a muffled voice, "Is this guy really that formidable?"
The person crawling beside him nodded and said, "Don't talk."
The third man, however, spoke cheerfully, "I heard he's impressive, earns tens of thousands of Federation Soles every day."
The other two couldn't help but show astonished looks as the one holding the gun exclaimed, "How much supplies could that buy?"
The three men were members of the Imperial Resistance Army and comrades-in-arms with Madol, enjoying a decent relationship.
