Shouldn't I quit this job?

I always feel that if I continue to do this, sooner or later, something will happen to my subordinates. Thinking like this, the master chief suddenly wanted to buy a lottery ticket, give it a go, and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. If you have money, what kind of non-commissioned officer will you be.

"Report sir!"

Just as the Master Chief was fantasizing about whether he would marry two wives or three wives after becoming a millionaire, a soldier rushed up and shouted, "Sir, we have found a strange suspect. In order to avoid startling the snake, I will report to you as soon as possible. ”

"Oh?"

The Master Chief looked in the direction the soldier was pointing and noticed a hazy shadow quietly leaving.

The soldier's hand rested on the hilt of the short sword, his little face was tense with a little childishness, and he had a resolute expression: "Captain, please order!" Let's go and arrest the suspect! I'd rather miss it! ”

“……”

The master chief didn't give an order immediately, he looked at the back of the black-robed man, was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "I remember that you just came out of the recruit barracks, right?" I ask you, what rank of warrior are you? ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Report to the captain, I am a second-order fourth-order warrior!" ”

The Master Chief nodded, "Yes, there is a breakthrough at such a young age. Please think about it with a little brain, you are a second-order warrior, and Commander Anderson is a sixth-order warrior, an enemy that even he can't defeat...... What can we do with the miscellaneous soldiers? ”

"You see, people don't even bother to look at us, which means that we don't threaten him at all. If we really make a move, it is estimated that it will not be enough for the other party to stuff their teeth! ”

Obviously, the words reveal the message that he is a waste all the time, but the master chief always maintains a "I am the truth!" Expression.

"In short, everyone obeys! Priority was given to the rescue of surviving officers. As for the enemy...... It will be handed over to the superiors, and it is enough for us to do what we can. ”

“…… Be. ”

The recruit looked at him bewilderedly and nodded reluctantly.

Looking at the back of the recruit as he turned to leave, Master Chief chuckled and shook his head slightly.

Little hairy, you're still too tender.

Judging from the brutality of the scene, the Assassins who were able to slaughter the high-ranking officers were by no means the enemies that their garrisons could deal with.

People are self-aware, and if they can't beat it, they can't beat it. Just leave it to your superiors, there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices, and there is no need to waste extra energy.

Under the arrangement of the Master Chief, the soldiers of the garrison in North City quickly sent the surviving officers for treatment.

"Hey, that's weird......"

The idle and idle master chief leaned down to observe the dead body lying on the ground, and his heart was inexplicably chilled.

"Wouldn't it? This method of killing, the way of fighting with one blow - is it the same person who killed the city lord?! Cold sweat ran down the Master Chief's forehead, and his palms were wet with sweat.

Upon his observation, he discovered that the officers of Ignis Prison had died in a similar manner to the guards of the Lord's Palace. Most of them were attacked by people, one move was fatal, and they didn't even have a chance to resist, and the moment they were targeted was the period of death.

"If you find traces of ice elemental spiritual power in this vicinity, you can probably confirm it......" The Master Chief muttered to himself, and just as he was about to instruct his subordinates to explore the surroundings to check for traces of ice element, his dog-headed military advisor walked slowly.

"Report sir. We've found Commander Anderson Hilbot......" The creep's voice was a little gloomy and complicated.

"Oh? Take me to him! ”

Master Chief breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Anderson was still there, if Anderson wasn't there, North City would probably change.

For border cities, it's actually good to lose the city lord, but losing the commander is the most troublesome! You must know that the border city may face a demon raid at any time. In the absence of a commander, military engagements can be bitter, morale will be low, and if defeated, they will even face the danger of breaking the city.

Under the guidance of the soldiers, the master sergeant hurriedly followed, and his steps were much faster.

“…… You say, this is Anderson? ”

"Report sir, yes." The creep nodded.

Master Chief inhaled slowly, clenched his fists.

He stared solemnly at the slime-shaped mosaic in front of him, and didn't say a word.

Actually, he didn't need to confirm the creeps to see it. Through the crimson coat and the medallion hanging from it, Master Chief was able to recognize this as his former friend, Anderson Hilbot.

He just didn't want to accept the fact and didn't want to believe what was happening in front of him.

Anderson...... As a result, you still died. Doesn't it say that good people don't pay for their lives, and disasters will be left for thousands of years? How is it that you scourge are dead? I'm idle in the future, whose house should I go to drink......"

The Master Chief lowered his head, and no one could read his expression.

"Sir, please mourn." The little soldier comforted from the side.

Master Chief nodded, and suddenly, a wonderful glimmer flashed in the corner of his eye.

A shimmering thing, glowing inside Anderson.

The master chief subconsciously put on black gloves and bent down to pick them up.

One second he was still mourning his dead friend, and the next second he was casually playing with his friend's corpse, digging through his friend's flesh and blood.

“…… Report sir, can I beat you? ”

The soldier silently watched the Master Chief desecrate the corpse, thinking about whether to punch the Master Chief Officer? No, he had already punched the Master Chief in the back and couldn't control himself.

Please, he was sad for a while, okay?

Hurry up and bring back all his sorrows!

"Pain, pain, what are you doing?"

"Excuse me, sir, what are you doing here? Do you have a necrophilia? Sorry to bother me and let's go. ”

"Don't make a fuss! I just feel like something is wrong, I always feel like something is wrong, I'll look for ......"

Under the indifferent gaze of his subordinates, Master Chief dug around Anderson's chest, no, not here. Dig down and look closer...... The Master Chief had the illusion that he was kneading a grainy dough.

After turning over for a long time, Anderson's body was originally a slime-like sticky appearance, and under the mixing of the Master Chief, it didn't even look like a human in appearance.

I don't know how Master Chief did it, Anderson's was actually kneaded into a semicircle by him......

"Huh...... What the hell is this...... Damn?! ”

The Master Chief looked curiously at the boxy thing that had been turned out in his hand, and when he wiped the blood off it to see what it was...... He was almost so frightened that he stuffed something back into Anderson's body.

This is the marshal order of the former Marshal of the Praetorian Guard, Lord Ligo Iloste?!

The detective sergeant chief looked at the marshal order with a solemn expression, wondering what was going on...... Could it be that Commander Anderson was a fellow traitor? Or is it the murderer who caused everything, in fact, it is Lord Ligo Iloste!?

After thinking about it carefully, the master officer looked left and right, and silently stuffed the marshal's order into his arms......