The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 913 - Chapter 913 Chapter 913 Waiting for a Rabbit by a Stump

Chapter 913: Chapter 913 Waiting for a Rabbit by a Stump Chapter 913: Chapter 913 Waiting for a Rabbit by a Stump Greg Jensen sneered, “About three hundred meters out, bury a landmine every three meters! I want you to turn that area into a minefield!”

He paused, then looked at Viper, “You follow Fox, and turn the same area into a poison circle, there’s no need for powerful toxins, but it must smell pungent enough to assault the nostrils!”

These words completely baffled Viper, “A poison circle that isn’t toxic but smells acrid? Sir, I could understand if you were talking about flour, but I’m lost with this one!”

“You don’t need to understand, just do as I say! Remember, the smellier and more pungent, the better!”

Greg Jensen made a mysterious gesture with his hand, offering no further explanation.

He figured if the entire Iron-blood Corps consisted of modified humans, then their eyes would definitely have some scanning ability.

The landmines buried in the ground would surely be detected by them right away, reducing their impact significantly.

But if before they entered the minefield, they were distracted by the stench of the poison circles, there was a chance that some of the modified humans might be fooled.

In setting up these measures, he didn’t expect them to have a significant effect; part of it was to intimidate, and another part to contain. Should an explosion occur, even if the warriors at the border did not notice anything peculiar about the flour, they would still hear the blast.

This was a sort of double insurance, ensuring that they wouldn’t be caught completely off guard, no matter what.

In the following hour, Viper and Fox went to take care of this business, while the rest headed to the border.

Greg Jensen wasn’t idle either; he sent Mole back to Mount Tai for a trip to gather all kinds of Ferocious Beasts together, to guard the border area. Then, he settled down in a military camp by himself.

The next step was to wait for the rabbits to trap themselves, to see just when Cherrywood would come over.

…

On this side.

To the north of the Eight countries in Southeast, in the region of Slarja, within a secret massive factory.

“Hahaha… All right, our modified human project has finally been completed! This time, I want to see how the Dragon King’s Palace will compete with us!”

A middle-aged man with a beard could not help but burst into laughter as he looked at the more than ten thousand modified humans standing in extreme order before him.

Since Cherrywood was bombed with nuclear weapons, the Emperor had given him an order to lead the re

Even the many genetically modified warriors standing before him felt the same, their eyes burning with the desire to show off their strength.

…

As time passed, dusk quickly descended.

On the border wall of the Eight Countries in Southeast, all warriors were on high alert, closely watching the flour-covered zone beyond five hundred meters.

To prevent the enemy from spotting it at first glance, they did not lay the flour too densely. Hence, it required them to observe every second for any changes on the ground.

Greg Jensen and Fox, with nothing better to do, dragged over chairs, sipped on spirits, and joined the warriors in waiting.

“Sir, I don’t think they will come tonight! You should go back to rest for now. If anything happens, we’ll call you!”

“Yes, the enemy is hidden, and we are in the open. It’s pointless to just wait like this. Leave the surveillance work to us!”

Although Cherrywood harbored hatred towards the Dragon King’s Palace, according to the information received, the enhanced soldiers had just been created, and it wouldn’t make sense for them to come over tonight. At the very least, it should take a day or two.

However, Greg Jensen shook his head, “I haven’t made much progress in my training lately, and going back now won’t change that. Besides… the less likely it seems, the more likely it is. Often, just when we think they won’t come, that’s precisely when they will!”

This was a kind of reverse thinking, using the enemy’s thought process to anticipate the plans from our side. Only in this way could we stay a step ahead and foresee the enemy’s plans.

Moreover, he had five Three-eyed Golden Eagles arranged high in the sky, and he could share their vision.

With him stationed here, he could more clearly observe the ground situation, and even directly target the movements of those modified warriors, ensuring greater security.

Humm!!

After waiting for who knows how long, suddenly, one of the Three-eyed Golden Eagles sent a signal.

Greg Jensen abruptly looked up and snorted:

“Tell the brothers to perk up, they… have appeared!”