196: Chapter 196 The Cultural Troupe's Big Shopping Spree: Take It All!

"Brother, do me a favor."

The sentry leaned in close, resting against the truck door.

"It's time for the shift change, but the brothers who are supposed to relieve us haven't arrived yet. Could you help me go and urge them along?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng slowly loosened his grip on the dagger and unfolded a smile: "I reckon they got delayed because there's a show today."

"Sigh, that's just how it is. With the Cultural Troupe performing, we're both getting impatient."

The sentry glanced at his comrade standing guard and felt anxious.

Qin Feng readily agreed: "Sure, I'll go ask for you in a bit."

"Great, thanks!"

The sentry was grateful and immediately let him pass.

"Phew..."

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out to be a false alarm.

The camp was bustling with noise, with many soldiers gathered in front of the stage, craning their necks, waiting for the performance to start.

On stage, a group of beautiful female soldiers from the Cultural Troupe were making final preparations, their figures looking exceptionally moving under the stage lights.

The soldiers' whistling and cheering grew wave upon wave, and the discipline of the entire Border Defense Battalion became incredibly lax under the impact of hormones.

This was exactly what Qin Feng wanted to see.

He followed the sentry's instructions and drove the truck to a spot next to a huge tent behind the stage, where he stopped.

This was the Cultural Troupe's temporary backstage and lounge, with staff and performers coming in and out from time to time.

Qin Feng did not get out of the truck but sat in the driver's seat, observing everything around him calmly like a patient hunter.

Through the real-time footage transmitted by the bionic spider, he had grasped the layout, number of personnel, and patrol routes of the entire backstage area clearly.

In the tent, besides the fifteen female performers preparing to go on stage, there were three female soldiers responsible for makeup and logistics, and two male technicians in charge of sound and lighting.

Twenty people in total.

Among them, eighteen were female.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

"Eighteen of them, at eighty military merit each, that's 1440 military merit!"

"Capture them all, and I'll be rich!"

"This deal is definitely worth it!"

Qin Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

The problem now was how to pack up these eighteen "military merit" points and take them away.

Robbing them by force definitely wouldn't work; even if he weren't alone, even if he had a platoon, once the guns started firing, the entire Border Defense Battalion would be alerted, and there would be no escaping.

He had to use some special methods.

Qin Feng's gaze fell on a ventilation opening on the side of the tent.

A cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

The performance officially began, and the impassioned music resonated throughout the Gobi Desert, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The soldiers' cheers were like a mountain-toppling tsunami, completely covering up anything that might happen in the backstage area.

The time had come.

Qin Feng got out of the driver's seat with an inconspicuous small black canister in his hand.

Like an ordinary staff member, he circled to the back of the tent unhurriedly.

This was a blind spot for surveillance and the weakest point in the defense.

He unscrewed the valve of the small canister, and a colorless, odorless gas spilled out, which he aimed precisely at the ventilation opening.

This little black canister was a "Deep Sleep Gas" produced by the system, costing 50 military merit each.

He was familiar with this stuff; he had used it plenty of times in his previous life.

For the sake of these beautiful young ladies from the Cultural Troupe, Qin Feng gritted his teeth and bought two.

"100 military merit gone, that hurts!"

[military merit: 435 points]

Don't underestimate this thing; within three seconds, it could send an elephant into a deep coma without causing any permanent harm to the human body.

It was simply an essential medicine for home travel, murder and robbery, and kidnapping and extortion.

After finishing all this, he didn't leave immediately but waited quietly.

Inside the tent.

"Xiao Li, where's my lipstick?"

"It's our turn soon, I'm nervous to death!"

"Hey, do you think any officers will invite us to dance after the show?"

The female soldiers were chatting and fixing their makeup, completely unaware of the impending danger.

A female soldier who was fixing her hair suddenly felt her eyelids growing heavy and yawned.

"Why am I so sleepy..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she collapsed onto the vanity table.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Her companion pushed her, only to find she was unresponsive.

Immediately after, one by one, they collapsed limply as if their bones had been removed.

Before anyone could react, within a few short seconds, they had fallen into a deathly silence.

Qin Feng calculated the time and walked in through the main entrance of the tent.

The scene before him was quite spectacular.

Eighteen young and beautiful female soldiers were lying scattered on the ground, sleeping sweetly.

"I've hit the jackpot! This time I've made a huge profit!"

Looking at the female soldiers covering the floor, Qin Feng even wanted to laugh.

Like a merchant entering a warehouse to take inventory, he began his "procurement" work.

He first dealt with the two male technicians—their military merit was a pathetic 10 points, simply miserable.

He slit their throats directly and dragged the bodies aside to hide them.

Then, he began to move the female soldiers out one by one.

Like carrying sacks, he threw them onto the truck bed one after another.

Although the movements were rough, he still specifically controlled his strength to avoid damaging these "fragile goods."

"One, two, three..."

He muttered to himself while moving them.

"This waist is nice, slim enough!"

"Hehe... the butt is big and perky, tsk tsk, looks like she's good for childbearing."

"Yo yo yo... these legs, very succulent!"

Every extra one meant eighty military merit in hand.

This feeling was even better than getting paid.

Qin Feng was already grinning from ear to ear.

Just as he was moving the tenth one, the tent flap was suddenly lifted, and a Yang Country soldier carrying a water jug walked in.

"Is there any water backstage? The brothers are all thirsty..."

His words stopped abruptly, his eyes widened like copper bells, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.

A man wearing their own military uniform was carrying an unconscious female soldier from the Cultural Troupe, while several others were lying scattered on the ground.

"What is this situation?"

The soldier's brain crashed instantly.

Qin Feng's reaction was much faster than his.

The moment the soldier opened his mouth to shout, Qin Feng, while still carrying the "cargo" on his shoulder, surged forward like an arrow released from a bow.

"Pfft!"

A slight muffled sound.

The soldier's shout was blocked in his throat forever. When he looked down at his chest and saw the protruding knife tip, his eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Qin Feng pulled out the dagger, caught the soldier's limp body as it fell, and dragged him and his water jug into the corner of the tent, hiding them quietly.

Another corpse, worth only a pathetic 30 military merit.

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Rank: Second-Class Sergeant (12730 / 20000)]

Qin Feng glanced at the system and couldn't help but frown; the last few he killed had very low military merit.

Sure enough, capturing female soldiers was the fastest way to earn.

Thinking of this, he sped up the movements of his hands.

Soon, all eighteen female soldiers were neatly arranged in the truck bed.

He found a huge canvas and covered these "military merit" points tightly.

From the outside, it looked like ordinary supplies being transported.

After finishing all this, he jumped into the driver's seat and started the car.

On the stage, the host was announcing the next program in an impassioned voice.

"Next, let us welcome our beautiful girls with the warmest applause, as they bring us the dance — 'Spring of the Grassland'!"

The soldiers off stage cheered and clapped wildly.

However, they waited for a long time, but the stage remained empty.

"Where are the people?"

"What's going on?"