This time, taking advantage of the Iron Blood commission, I finally made it from the Human Realm to the Land of No Master.

Logically, Su Mo should secretly visit more places and bring back more items.

But now the situation is too chaotic, with an unknown number of Iron Blood and Black Domain people fighting in the surrounding areas.

Dongdong’s injury is not life-threatening, but it cannot be left untreated, or it will surely worsen over time.

Those items that can be obtained later are in no way more important than a comrade.

So Su Mo did not go anywhere else and directly took Dongdong and Dorne back to the Lindong Mountain Range checkpoint.

They arrived at night, and to prevent the sentries from mistakenly shooting, he turned his flashlight on and off, signaling the universal code for this operation.

“Identify yourself,” a soldier on the watchtower shouted.

Su Mo: “TL730 Exploration Team!”

A holographic laser projected from the watchtower, forming a light zone on the ground.

Soldier: “Step into it.”

Su Mo led the two into the light zone.

The holographic laser scanned them, quickly identifying their biological signs and cross-referencing them with a database.

“Buzz—” The checkpoint gate opened, and Su Mo walked in.

The sergeant in charge of the night patrol led a dozen soldiers, eyeing Su Mo and his companions up and down: “What’s going on?”

Dorne, who hadn’t spoken at all, suddenly shouted: “Kill him quickly! This man colluded with the Black Domain Group to sabotage the TL730 operation, all the mercenaries are dead! He wants to take me as a hostage through the checkpoint! Kill him quickly!!!”

The sentries’ expressions changed dramatically, and a dozen guns were simultaneously aimed at Su Mo.

Dongdong glared angrily at Dorne: “You little…?!…”

“Don’t move!” the sergeant sternly stopped the agitated Dongdong, pointing a gun at Su Mo’s head, coldly saying, “Put down our men.”

Su Mo glanced sideways at Dorne.

This guy is quite clever.

No news has come back yet, so the Lindong Mountain Range checkpoint does not know the situation of TL730.

If a standoff occurred, the Iron Blood sentries would surely trust “their own people” over these two outsider mercenaries.

If conflict broke out, all the better; these two could be killed on the spot without any evidence left behind.

Dorne could then go back and twist the facts and might even be hailed as a hero who “chose to die rather than submit,” getting promoted without even changing jobs.

Seeing that Su Mo didn’t respond, the sergeant’s tone became more severe: “Put down our men!”

Su Mo nodded, putting down Dorne and Dongdong, raising his hands to show he meant no harm, and signaling Dongdong not to act impulsively.

Dorne was carried to a safe position by a few sentries, eyes flashing with malice as he sneered at Su Mo.

When the sentries came over to cuff him, Su Mo suddenly said: “Wait, there’s something I need to give you.”

The sergeant asked warily: “What is it?”

Su Mo: “I’m going to reach into my jacket now and slowly take it out with two fingers. If anything seems off, you can stop me verbally.”

These words were very rule-abiding; the sergeant nodded but didn’t let down his guard, watching Su Mo’s every move.

Under the watchful eyes of the sentries, Su Mo slowly reached into his jacket and took out the multifunctional communicator issued before the mission.

“This thing has a recording function; I had an interesting conversation with Dorne just now. Take it back and listen for yourselves.” Su Mo handed over the communicator, looking at Dorne with a mocking gaze.

As if to say: “You think you can take me on?”

Dorne snapped back to reality, hope vanishing from his eyes, slumping into despair.

The sergeant took the communicator and handed it to a subordinate: “Take it to the commander.”

…

An hour later, Su Mo emerged from the interrogation room, with the Lindong Mountain Range checkpoint commander personally waiting outside to greet him.

The commander, a middle-aged man with graying hair, saluted Su Mo symbolically and said: “I’ve listened to the recording, and combined with Dorne’s confession, it’s clear what happened with TL730. Thank you for capturing the traitor for the Iron Blood Alliance and bringing back valuable intelligence.”

Su Mo asked calmly: “What about my companion?”

“Boss, I’m here,” Dongdong said, walking over from the corner.

Her wounds had been treated by a doctor, and she looked much better than before.

Relieved, Su Mo asked the commander: “What about the other exploration teams?”

The commander shook his head: “Wide-scale loss of contact. You’re the first team to return safely to the Lindong Mountain Range checkpoint.”

Su Mo: “It’s hardly safe; all the Lei Ming mercenaries with me are dead.”

Commander: “I’m very sorry.”

Su Mo: “Don’t just say it. If you’re truly sorry, send a team to TL730 to retrieve their bodies, so they don’t lay there forever.”

Commander: “We will.”

Su Mo: “Anything else? If not, could you arrange for a vehicle to take us back to New Moon City and let the intermediary know to settle my payment?”

Commander: “Not staying a few days? You can rest here for a while.”

Su Mo had a Moon Concealing Arm Blade taken from TL730, which was taken out illegally. It was invisible to the naked eye, undetectable by regular inspection equipment, requiring specialized prosthetic detection instruments.

But now, the Iron Blood people were focused entirely on the Black Domain Group’s attack and hadn’t considered using prosthetic detection instruments on a Blood Code Carrier.

This was the perfect opportunity to leave unnoticed, and Su Mo didn’t want to stay a second longer to risk changes.

Su Mo replied: “No, I still prefer my bed at home. Please make the arrangements.”

The commander did not insist, promptly arranging for a special vehicle to take the two back to New Moon City.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep