Zelta-1 and Zelta-2 are here!

"We're going to land here! Get ready to jump as soon as we get close enough to the ground."

As he said this, Gerard was particularly focused.

There was no landing zone with all the trees nearby, and at any moment the Dravaks could target them and destroy the helicopter.

Maxime stood up and looked at his men.

"Listen up! As soon as we land on the ground, we move to the front line and cover the retreat of the soldiers from the second regiment! The wounded are given priority in Zelta-1 and Zelta-2. For those who are fit, they will escape to the ground, and will have to cross the Dravak lines to join the third, fourth and fifth regiments!"

"Yes, sir!" A shout of approval echoed through the helicopter.

Even Dravus shouted with the other mercenaries in a deep voice.

The latter surprised himself by shouting.

Perhaps it was the influence of the contract?

He didn't know.