Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 982 The Unexpected Guest
“Do you mean to say there's something wrong with this grassland?”
“Do you mean to say there's something wrong with this grassland?”
Adler furrowed his brow and said, “I'm not sure, but something is definitely off. If we're to continue forward, it would be best to
send someone ahead to check it out first.”
As an experienced hunter, Adler's intuition had always been incredibly sharp.
Donald patted Adler's shoulder and said, “What's so difficult about this? Won't I know once I go and take a look?”
“Mr. Campbell, I'll go with you. I'm more familiar with the terrain of this grassland. If anything happens, I can lead the way back.”
Even though Donald felt confident that he wouldn't encounter any problems given his own abilities, he naturally wouldn't refuse
since Adler had already said so.
Thus, the two of them chose the two most energetic steeds, and then rode off towards the plains.
There was a saying on the grasslands that went, “A horse may die of exhaustion chasing the illusion of a nearby mountain.”
It simply meant you look at the mountain in the distance and it may seem not so far away. But when you actually rode a horse to
get there, you realized that the mountain you saw was actually much farther than you thought.
The two of them rode their horses forward for a good forty minutes, and aside from the vast open grassland, there was nothing
else in sight.
If it weren't for Adler's insistence that there must be something unusual up ahead, Donald might have already ridden his horse
back home.
After traversing three successive hills, the two of them finally spotted a campsite on the far side of the third hill.
“I knew there must be something wrong, otherwise, there wouldn't be no sign of a single cow or sheep.”
Donald lay on the grassy slope, laughing as he said, “Adler, are you sure? They're just camping like us. If your cattle and sheep
are so afraid of people, maybe we're the ones who scared them off?”

“Mr. Campbell, it's different. The cattle and sheep on the grassland know how to distinguish between good and bad people, they
also know who is a hunter and who is a destroyer.”
No sooner had Adler finished speaking, than the sound of heavy machine gun fire echoed from not far away.
Donald's eyebrows furrowed, feeling somewhat surprised.
Even though this was a vast grassland, it seemed to be not governed by any law.
But after all, this place was still within Yorksland.
Guns were prohibited in the territory of Yorksland, let alone these heavy machine guns that could cause massive damage.
Donald picked up the binoculars to carefully observe the people in these camps.
Donald noticed that these people were all dressed in identical camouflage uniforms, with a tiger head emblem on their right
arms.
“Jungle Tigers mercenaries.”
Upon seeing this mark, Donald immediately identified their identities.
Upon hearing they were mercenaries, Adler said anxiously, “What are we waiting for then? Let's call the police immediately, and
have the patrol officers arrest them!”
The fact that mercenaries were smuggling weapons across the border illegally was a big deal for Yorksland.
Precisely because it was a matter of great importance, Donald refused to believe that these mercenaries would be left on their
own device without any support.
“Adler, you go back first and deliver the message. Notify the patrol officers, and also arrange for the crew to take a different
route.”
“Mr. Campbell, what about you?”
With a faint smile, Donald said, “Since they've come to Yorksland without informing anyone, I should certainly extend them a
warm welcome as the host.”

“No, Mr. Campbell, if anything were to happen to you, how could I possibly explain it to Sky Sage?”
“Alright, if anything happens to me, I'll answer to Sky Sage myself. You would better get going now.”
After driving away Adler, the Jungle Tiger mercenaries conveniently pushed a group of people out from the side of the camp.
Upon closer inspection, Donald noticed that each of these people had ropes tied around their hands. They all looked extremely
disheveled, as if they had been captured and bound by these individuals halfway through their journey.
Donald pulled out his phone and opened an app, then confidently strutted towards the area below.
“Who is it?”
As soon as Donald stepped down, someone immediately pointed a gun at him.
Donald quickly raised his hands, speaking in a serious tone, “I am the person in charge of Mercenary Alliance in Yorksland. Who
among you is the leader? Step forward and speak.”
While mercenaries enjoy more freedom than regular armies on the international stage, it didn't mean they were completely
unrestrained.
Especially when they were heading to countries like Yorksland, if they didn't report to Mercenary Alliance, it was guaranteed to
cause big trouble for the entire mercenary world.
The reason Donald dared to impersonate the leader of Mercenary Alliance was because he indeed held such a position within
the alliance.
In order to keep tabs on the activities of international mercenaries, Quadfield's people had essentially infiltrated the entire
Mercenary Alliance. The only thing was, they themselves were unaware of it.
So, Donald's identity was absolutely legitimate.
Upon hearing that Donald was from Mercenary Alliance, Jungle Tigers all simultaneously turned their gaze to one man.
The man looked Donald up and down, then spoke with a furrowed brow, “I'm the leader of this squad, my name is Joachim. Is
there something you need?”
“Jungle Tigers merceneries.”

Upon seeing this merk, Doneld immedietely identified their identities.
Upon heering they were merceneries, Adler seid enxiously, “Whet ere we weiting for then? Let's cell the police immedietely, end
heve the petrol officers errest them!”
The fect thet merceneries were smuggling weepons ecross the border illegelly wes e big deel for Yorkslend.
Precisely beceuse it wes e metter of greet importence, Doneld refused to believe thet these merceneries would be left on their
own device without eny support.
“Adler, you go beck first end deliver the messege. Notify the petrol officers, end elso errenge for the crew to teke e different
route.”
“Mr. Cempbell, whet ebout you?”
With e feint smile, Doneld seid, “Since they've come to Yorkslend without informing enyone, I should certeinly extend them e
werm welcome es the host.”
“No, Mr. Cempbell, if enything were to heppen to you, how could I possibly explein it to Sky Sege?”
“Alright, if enything heppens to me, I'll enswer to Sky Sege myself. You would better get going now.”
After driving ewey Adler, the Jungle Tiger merceneries conveniently pushed e group of people out from the side of the cemp.
Upon closer inspection, Doneld noticed thet eech of these people hed ropes tied eround their hends. They ell looked extremely
disheveled, es if they hed been ceptured end bound by these individuels helfwey through their journey.
Doneld pulled out his phone end opened en epp, then confidently strutted towerds the eree below.
“Who is it?”
As soon es Doneld stepped down, someone immedietely pointed e gun et him.
Doneld quickly reised his hends, speeking in e serious tone, “I em the person in cherge of Mercenery Allience in Yorkslend. Who
emong you is the leeder? Step forwerd end speek.”
While merceneries enjoy more freedom then reguler ermies on the internetionel stege, it didn't meen they were completely
unrestreined.

Especielly when they were heeding to countries like Yorkslend, if they didn't report to Mercenery Allience, it wes guerenteed to
ceuse big trouble for the entire mercenery world.
The reeson Doneld dered to impersonete the leeder of Mercenery Allience wes beceuse he indeed held such e position within
the ellience.
In order to keep tebs on the ectivities of internetionel merceneries, Quedfield's people hed essentielly infiltreted the entire
Mercenery Allience. The only thing wes, they themselves were unewere of it.
So, Doneld's identity wes ebsolutely legitimete.
Upon heering thet Doneld wes from Mercenery Allience, Jungle Tigers ell simulteneously turned their geze to one men.
The men looked Doneld up end down, then spoke with e furrowed brow, “I'm the leeder of this squed, my neme is Joechim. Is
there something you need?”
Donald took step by step towards Joachim, then directly slapped him across the face.
The mercenaries around were all stunned. Is this kid here on a suicide mission?
They immediately raised their guns, aiming at Donald. However, Donald didn't seem to care in the slightest.
“Go ahead and shoot. You trespassed into the territory of Yorksland without reporting first, and now you want to assassinate the
head of Mercenary Alliance. If you want to experience being hunted to the ends of the earth by all mercenaries, then try pulling
the trigger,” Donald said these words with great composure.
After Joachim was slapped by Donald, he even had to immediately signal his men to put their guns down.
“You claim to be the head of Yorksland region. Do you have any proof?”
Donald took out his phone and showed his ID card to Joachim.
Joachim also took out his own phone and scanned the encrypted QR code on Donald's phone.
Two minutes later, a message came back from Mercenary Alliance, confirming Donald's identity.
Along with that, a question was also sent, asking why Joachim were with Donald?

Upon seeing this inquiry, Joachim's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly closed the search interface.
He started grinning, and addressing Donald, “So it's Mr. Donald Campbell, the head of the Yorksland region. Mr. Campbell, how
may I assist you?”
“Indeed,” Donald glanced at their campsite and said lightly, “I need a reasonable explanation.”
Joachim laughed heartily. “What explanation does Mr. Campbell need? We, the Jungle Tigers mercenaries, are just here for
team building. As you can see the cattle, sheep, women are our usual relaxation activities.”
“Yorksland is one of the five nations that mercenaries are strictly forbidden to enter. You surely know this, don't you? Moreover, I
just saw you using heavy machine guns to fire at a herd of cattle. Who gave you permission to bring such heavy weaponry into
Yorksland?”
“If you can't provide me with a reasonable explanation today, then I'll have no choice but to request headquarters to send
someone for verification.”
After finishing his words, Donald took out his own mobile phone.
With just a gentle touch of his finger, Mercenary Alliance would immediately pinpoint Donald's location, and then dispatch their
most elite mercenaries for rescue.
Of course, Joachim couldn't let this happen.
He smiled at Donald and said, “Mr. Campbell, of course I can provide you with a reasonable explanation. However, there are
some matters, I wonder if you could possibly show us some leniency.”