That was when Trode never met Tryna, after a simple mission in Northern Europe, followed by a brief report on the situation, but Trode was entangled in some trivial matters at that time - because of the change of war zone, he not only needed to make up for knowledge, but also needed to re-familiarize himself with the position of various departments, so for the report of the situation, Trode directly lazily grabbed someone to do it for her, after all, he had already written the details on the report, even if Amphitri was stupid, As long as he handed in the report, even if everything was fine, Trod, who was in this mood, was far from expecting that he had almost finished the work at hand, and he would not see Amphitri come back to report, which even made him wonder if Amphitri had carelessly thrown away the report, and was now chasing the report paper fluttering in the wind in the sunset......

Thinking of this, Trode felt a deep headache, but he was helplessly ready to take a look in person, although it was not a big deal, but if Buttermate was unhappy, he would be assigned some bad tasks. When he thought so, Trode had already taken a heavy step, thinking about the division headquarters.

Within minutes, Trood was in the office where the papers were being organized, and since their troops had just arrived, many departments were not in the best condition. Not only on the table, but also on the floor, there were a lot of scattered papers, and Trode walked in cautiously on tiptoe, and after looking around, he finally found a man who seemed to be resting, and asked him if there had been a small group of people in their early twenties who had been here.

"She! I remember, I remember! As if thinking of something interesting, the civilian pointed to the door and said, "She came here a few hours ago, and she was still standing outside the door and didn't dare to come in. She's afraid of stepping on bad documents! It's ironic to think that we in charge of all this stuff are so careless! Ha ha! ”

Trood didn't care about his 'sarcasm', 'careless' or anything like that, the only thing that attracted him was that he immediately approached the civilian and asked him seriously, "You just said she was here a few hours ago?" Do you know when she left? ”

Trood didn't expect to learn from the civilian that there was nothing wrong with Amphitri's itinerary at the beginning, if it was just based on this information to make him guess. He could only conclude that Amphitri had deliberately failed to report to him in order to play a prank on him, but what the civilian said next surprised Trode even more.

"Ahh She handed in the papers and left, but because she was afraid of stepping on the papers, she didn't know how fast she could bump into Chief Buttermes at the door, and both of them almost fell. The civilian said, as if enjoying the scene, "The two of them chatted for a few words and then left together." ”

"Gone with Buttermes?!" Trode shouted loudly, but it attracted the onlookers of the surrounding civilians, and he also realized that he had lost his temper, and immediately changed back to whispering to him, "Thank you." Good bye! ”

The civilian officer looked at the back of Trode, who was jumping out of the door, and said to himself with interest: "That girl is really interesting, she makes people feel so green when she comes in, but when she walks with Chief Buttermès, the aura that gives people is not lost to Chief Buttermates, it's really strange." "Although the two of them are in the same division, they are combat personnel after all, and they are far from civilian personnel like him. So he just took this as a fun thing when he was bored, and continued to work with his head.

At this time, Trode, who was moving forward in the corridor, had a bitter face. This is, of course, due to the fact that Amphitri and Buttermate are gone together. As we all know, Anselm was very concerned about the grassroots within the 47th Division, and although sometimes he knew too much and gave people a bad feeling, no one could deny the efforts he had put into this area. The same. As Anselm's number one confidant in the 47th Division, although Buttermess did not have Anselm's ability to read people's hearts, he often collected the situation of each unit from all aspects, selected important parts and reported them to Anselm, and consolidated his control over the entire division. Although generally in order to improve efficiency. Officers such as squad leaders are always asked to understand the situation, but they also occasionally ask other members of the team for some special effects. And this time, this special situation allowed Trode to catch up, and it was Amphitri who Buttmes bumped into, and Trode even thought that even if Hans was on top, he would be better than him, after all, her basic ability......

Although he felt bad, Trode walked to Buttermes's office, knocked on the door and entered, and Trode saw a room with only one person.

"What's the matter? Lieutenant. Seeing Trode's looking around, Buttermess didn't react much else, and as usual, he continued to sort out the papers in his hand without raising his head and asked.

"I ......" Trode didn't think about how to speak for a while, and after sorting out his words, he asked, "Amphiteri of our team, when did you leave?" ”

"Stay with me for half an hour and then leave." Buttermouth said lightly, and just as Trode got up to leave, he followed up and said, "She didn't go out, she was inside." ”

"Inside? What's inside? Trode didn't react for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"Over there." Buttermouth raised his left hand and pointed to the back room.

Trode's eyeballs almost didn't fall out, and although he hadn't entered the back room yet, he knew what it was for. In order to prevent too many people from visiting, this new division headquarters has added an additional opinion office to the outside of Anselm's office, and the person who works in this office can also be responsible for the reception and meeting arrangements in Anselm's office, and the person in charge of the outer office is, of course, Buttermes, that is, Amphitri is now sitting in Anselm's office talking to him! And judging from what Buttermes said about talking to him for half an hour before going in, Amphitri had been sitting in it for almost two hours! This time was completely unimaginable even when Trode himself faced Anselm, thinking of this, Trode gently knocked on the door of the back room with his sweaty hands...... (To be continued.) )