"Your eyes are sharp, don't let go of other people's treasures!"

"Minister, what does that thing look like, we don't know what it looks like, it's hard to find." The subordinates looked for a while and turned out a pile of useless supplies, and couldn't help muttering.

On the hill after the shelling, the orcs were dressed in linen clothes, silk clothes, and the uniform of an unknown official, all from all walks of life, and after receiving the order, they ran over to look for things without having time to change them.

This is the post-war zone, and the local citizens in the distance heard the sound of the planes bombing, and they didn't even have time to pack up their belongings, so they took their children and some important money and belongings, and ran desperately to leave the bombed area.

The local orcs are far away from the bombing zone, and no one is disturbing the intelligence services of Tomorrow to do their work.

Rohr shook his head, "I don't know what it looks like, there are no detailed records in historical biographies, you can only guess by eye." ”

"Intact under artillery bombardment, something brand new and traceless must be a treasure to protect the country, as long as you take it seriously."

Rohr shouted loudly, his hands on cowhide gloves, and turned over the broken stones, looking for the possible national treasure.

"Will they run away with the Treasure?"

Rohr and his team searched the crater for half an hour, stepping into the core blast zone from the outside.

The core blast zone is still burning, the fire is not as big as it was just now, and the smoke is three-fifths less, but the visibility is still not high.

The orcs' eyes widened as they stared at each of the exploded objects on the scorched earth, revealing half-melted steel that looked like the barrel of a gun.

Some orcs saw delicate knives, the surface of which was cracked, and the charred black covered the surface, obscuring the beautiful patterns.

……

While the intelligence services were searching for the contents of the pit, the three warships had left the harbor and were drifting quietly with the currents thousands of meters away.

The B29 plane had been circling over the Trident for a long time, and the pilot was observing the ground while informing the warship of the latest news.

The orcs of the intelligence service occasionally waved flags on the ground to allow the planes to continue to observe.

The plane flew in the sky and there was nothing wrong, but the local citizens on the ground were very uneasy.

"The devil is flying, why hasn't our king's army shelled him yet!"

"Have we paid our taxes in vain, and the king doesn't do anything?"

"What are the people of the King's Army doing, why don't they go out yet!" When the citizens found that their hearts were not moving, they panicked and felt insecure.

Originally, after the improvement of science and technology, the happiness index of national life soared, but now it has been bombed by B29 planes, and the hearts of all citizens are hanging to their throats, and they have no intention of working, and they all run out of factories, stores, and personal posts.

Looking at the sky, rubbing the corners of their crumpled clothes, and thinking about their children, they couldn't help but leave the factory and go to the local school.

"Kids, don't have an accident." The orc parents in the city all rushed out of the city school in Trident City, their tails swaying restlessly from side to side, and they were extremely uneasy.

The orcs in the city were uneasy, but in the harbor area, there were a few humans without beast ears who came to the harbor bay after the bombing, stood on the concrete land, took out a white flag, held it high, and swayed it from side to side.

The flagpole swayed with the human player, and the white rectangular fabric fluttered in the wind, like the waves of the waves, surging and surging.

On the warships on the sea, some people have always taken turns using binoculars to observe the coast, but the coast is too far away and the observation power is limited, and only a white shadow is faintly seen on the shore.

The planes in the sky of Trichet City were different, relying on their own weapon advantage one year ahead, hovering in the air at two thousand meters, flamboyant and confident, and naturally saw the abnormality on the edge of the port.

Seeing someone raising a white flag, two of them wearing the military uniforms of the royal family of Tridentt City, immediately sent the information to the warships on the ocean.

After receiving the radio notification, the warships still did not dare to approach the coast, so they chose a very safe way and ordered the orcs of the intelligence department of the land forces to approach.

After receiving the radio from the warship, the aircraft fired a radio to the ground.

There are small walkie-talkies in the three-pronged city, and the walkie-talkies in the city are also transported through small animal channels, and they cannot be used at non-wartime times.

Now the plane is overhead, and the intelligence department has also installed batteries in the walkie-talkie to listen to the plane's commands at all times.

There was a rustling sound.

"This is a bird, please reply when the puppy hears it."

"Puppy received, please speak!"

"Please send someone to the XXXX horizontal sign XXXX vertical mark in the port to subdue the white flag surrenderers and obtain information."

"Puppy received!"

After a while, the orcs of the intelligence department on the ground sent a team of people to the port, each with a sand eagle, aiming and approaching the coast.

The waves crashed on the shore, and the salty sea breeze blew on their faces, allowing the orcs to see the orcs standing on the shore clearly.

No, that's not an orc, they don't have animal ears in their hair, it's human.

Seeing that the surrendered person was a pure human, the orc cheered up, the cat's tail stood up straight, and the cat's ears and hair on the head also blew up slightly.

"It's human!"

"Be careful, they are dangerous."

"Why don't you shoot them twice in the leg and destroy their legs?" The orcs didn't dare to approach, and you said a word to me, and it took less than three sentences to shoot the step.

"I'll see it." The orc chief in charge of the detention thought that there were a bunch of special special recovery pills made by rabbit girls in the storage, and even if there was an extra hole in the thigh, it could be slowly repaired.

The orcs slowly approached, and the humans on the shore also sensed the arrival of the orc troops, and immediately raised their hands to indicate that they would not mess around.

"We surrender, we are the top of the Association of Human Scientists, please don't kill us!"

"Tomorrow accepts your surrender, but in view of your special status, we will carry out the necessary physical control on you, please don't be too nervous!"

"Okay, let's not move!"

For the sake of safety, the orcs aimed at the thighs of seven humans on the shore, fixed the pistol with both hands like pliers, pressed the plate machine, activated the mercury thunderate, and the bullet came out of the chamber, instantly hitting the thighs of the seven people.

The seven humans were stunned, they didn't expect the orcs of Tomorrowland to be so wild, and they said they would shoot if they didn't move.

"Don't move, we're following the process, and if we move again, it's not a leg shot!" The Orcs of Tomorrow called out loudly, and when they found that the humans were agitated, they also looked at their heads excitedly.

The seven gritted their teeth, and the sharp pain in the muzzle of the gun spread through the nerves to the brain, sending out a violent crisis signal.

They gritted their teeth, "Okay, let's not move." ”

"There's one more shot, hold back!"

"I'm @#%......!" One of the seven humans couldn't help but curse.

Seven shots in a row, the muzzle of the Desert Eagle was filled with gunsmoke, and all seven humans were shot in the thighs, and blood flowed out.

After ejaculating in the thigh, the seven people could no longer stand steadily, and fell to the ground, with green tendons protruding from their foreheads, enduring severe pain.

If it weren't for the plan to destroy the country, they really wanted to burst out and kill people, pressing the shooter to the floor and rubbing it.