Chapter 30: Gram Teammates?
As a logistics officer in the Empire, Dickens did not have any commendable achievements, but in this era of war and chaos, it is not easy to find a person who is conscientious and serious about doing things, so even if he has no merit or even outstanding ability, Matthias still transferred Deacens from the army to his command, and put him in charge of reassigning new monsters to those who accidentally lost their mounts in battle near the front line.
To be reasonable, this "old guy" in the army who is nearly 30 years old has seen many kinds of things, the infantry loses their own robbery on the battlefield, it is a small problem, and only one member of the team dies, and then this benevolent brother drives back a broken tank that is so damaged that it can be sent directly to the factory for scrapping, and the body is beaten to a thousand holes, as serious as a hornet's nest, and the plane that violates aerodynamics emits black smoke and even flames, and lands safely or something. Deakens had been in charge of infantry guns and ammunition, had access to powerful artillery, had been in the area of ground armor, and had served as the chief logistics officer of an airfield.
Warcraft is a new type of weapon that has only been developed for a few years, and it is also a living thing, so it definitely can't be managed and stored like those materials before. Although these big guys can be regarded as relatively obedient, after all, it is impossible to stack them in layers and put them in the warehouse and take them out when they need it, maybe the monster has been removed from the breeding ability by Matthias, but it is still necessary to eat, drink, and sleep, so ......
You know what a shovel officer is?
Luckily, the food provided to the monsters was made from the magic spring, and Deakens didn't need to worry about these large pets going to the human granary to sneak around and steal their mouths, and over time he got used to getting along with them.
However, Deakens didn't really keep the monsters as pets, he was just "herding", and he didn't like them or hate them. After all, these big guys were born to be used as weapons, and they didn't have much emotion, and the only thing Deakens really cared about was the students who were responsible for controlling Warcraft.
There will inevitably be casualties in war, and Deakens knows this very well, but seeing that many of the attackers will never return, some of them will not even be able to recover, the young uncle's heart is still very sad. Many of these students are not adults, and there are many people who have been deceived into thinking that the empire's Warcraft technology is invincible in the world, and as a result, they received the lunch box in front of the plague virus of the alliance in such an unknown way.
Of course, Deacens cursed the other party from the bottom of his heart, after all, that thing was too evil no matter how you looked at it, and no one who had been in close contact with it would be sparedβexcept for the one in front of him.
"Didn't you say that the artillery type Warcraft unit has been wiped out, why are you kid still alive and kicking around here, not even a piece of skin has been scratched!?"
That's right, the person standing in front of Dickens is Nangong Rong, this kid spread his hands indifferently and put on a serious look and explained: "Because my mount is a scorpion that can make holes, I dug a hole and hid it before the map cannon came, so I escaped a catastrophe." β
To be precise, you should have escaped half a catastrophe, didn't you see that your mount's ass had completely turned into char?
Deacens, who was desperately trying to calm down, took a few deep breaths, then pinched the bridge of his nose hard and sighed: "Let's not mention these first, I just want to figure out one very important thing." Nangong Rong, you see, the last time you attacked with the Belize team, the captain and the rest of the team were all killed, and in the end, you were the only one who escaped back - this is nothing in itself, maybe you are just a lucky person who is favored by the goddess, but this time you followed the Benny team to provide long-range fire support in the relatively safe rear, and the result was that the captain and team members were all killed and you were the only one who survived, which is a bit abnormal, right?"
"So sir, what do you want to express, just say you're welcome. β
"Boy, could it be that you absorbed the luck of other people to survive in the end? Your real nickname should not be [Passerby Soy Sauce Party] but [Snow Wind], right?"
Nangong Rong couldn't help but be speechless for a while feeling crying and laughing, because it was true that as Dickens said, he officially joined the team twice, which led to the destruction of these two teams, and the management of the army was chaotic when he controlled the rhinoceros, so the boy did not join a certain team, otherwise it is difficult to say whether the same situation would occur. But it is undeniable that as long as it is a team joined by Nangong Rong, it will definitely not end well in the end.
Of course, the boy didn't want to believe this: "To be reasonable, everyone should already know the situation at that time, if I hadn't rushed to let the mount dig a hole, I would have turned into a corpse with my teammates at this time." The reason why I was able to survive was entirely due to my wit and hard work, and it had nothing to do with luck. β
After repelling the Alliance's attack at a terrible price, Deakens obviously didn't intend to dwell too much on this kind of issue, and quietly changed the topic and said: "Anyway, it's good that you can come back alive, you must know that because of the plague virus of the Alliance, the casualty rate of the cadets is much higher than previously expected, and now everyone is a precious combat force." So, what are you going to do with your mount this time, will you send it for treatment or just change it?"
The scorpion is actually completely crippled, the wounds left by the dragon's breath cannot be healed, its two hind legs that have lost consciousness will never recover in the future, it is certainly not conducive to combat, and the only value is to return to the furnace and decompose into resources - the reason why Deacens asked that just now is because some controllers have developed feelings in the process of getting along with the mount, and are reluctant to give up on each other.
But Nangong Rong, whose mount has been changed and replaced, does not have such a situation, so he replied without thinking: "Give me another one, it's still an artillery type." β
"The ordinary shelling type is out of stock for the time being, but the mythical shelling type has a ......," Dickens grabbed his scalp and hesitated, after all, this guy in front of him is a well-known super freak that can be connected to no matter what kind of Warcraft, "but you also know the strategic significance of the mythical Warcraft, so don't think about it." I can prepare a normal melee type for you, how about making do with it for the next two days?"
Nangong Rong, who felt a lot of pain, also knew that what the uncle said was reasonable, and was about to nod in agreement, when suddenly a light and pleasant girl's voice came from behind him.
"Deakens, give him that mythical shelling beast. β
Before the young man had time to look back at who the person was, he saw that Deakens' eyes suddenly widened at the boss, and he almost jumped three feet high on the spot like a burning buttocks: "Your Royal Highness, Eldest Princess!?Uh, I'm sorry, are you sure you want to do this? I mean, Nangong Rong's control ability is ...... after all."
"I'm sure I'll tell Matthias about it, I'll take care of what went wrong. β
Seeing that Octavier had already made a decision, Dickens naturally kicked the ball to Matthias, who was in the rear, and asked his subordinates to call the other party to report, and then looked at Nangong Rong suspiciously: "Seriously, did you kid do some other eye-catching things on the battlefield in addition to killing his teammates, and even Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was impressed by you?"
"What the hell is it to kill your teammates, if you want to fight with me, you can just say it. Hearing this, Nangong Rong couldn't help but ooze black lines all over his head, and glared at Dickens viciously and said angrily, "Besides, I really haven't done anything very special, so don't guess." β
Dickens naturally didn't believe the young man's statement, but he didn't have a chance to break the casserole and ask the end, because Octavier actually raised his hand and gently tapped Nangong Rong's shoulder twice with his index finger, and only after the other party turned his head to look at her did he unhurriedly say in a tone that could not be refused: "Follow me, I have something to ask you." β
In addition to Deacens and several of his assistants in front of him, there were still many soldiers stationed in this "ranch" where the demonic beasts were raised, so Nangong Rong was very sure that if he dared to refuse Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, he would be beaten into a pig's head by the extremely fanatical soldiers around him who saw the girl's whole face was radiant and almost shining, so he decisively chose to give in.
Octavier took Nangong Rong to a corner in the distance where others could see but could not hear the conversation between the two, and then looked the young man up and down with his hands in his arms and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"What's going on?" the young man looked confused.
"In the previous battle, you used those healing and buffing spells on me, don't tell me that they are the ones that come with the Warcraft, I know very well what kind of abilities they have, Matthias has shown me all the development materials, and there are no Warcraft that can use this kind of spell. Octavir wiped the emerald green hair from her shoulder, paused for a moment, and said solemnly, "So, you cast those spells, am I right?"
It is natural and predictable that he will be questioned, so Nangong Rong has already prepared the wording after discussing it with the system, and looked at the noble girl in front of him very indifferently and replied: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, what you said is right, it is a set of spells that my family has passed down from ancestors to deal with the dangers that may be encountered when hunting in the wild, although it is very simple, but I am sorry that it cannot be passed on, please forgive me for not telling you in detail." β
There is nothing wrong with saying that it is ancestral, the Han people do have such a custom, and the young man's hometown has been occupied by the alliance, and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is suspicious of this and cannot send someone to explore the truth, and it is perfect to use it as a reason.
In fact, Octavir didn't care or doubt, the Han people were really amazing in some ways, and the girls, who never discriminated against anyone, had been trying to promote those great sages who were hidden in the idyllic mountains to serve the empire, but the situation within the empire was ...... Everyone knows that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is helpless about this.
Sometimes the girl doesn't even know what the meaning of the country she is trying to protect, it has completely rotted to the bone, and the main purpose of the emperor's initiative to start a war against the alliance is only to divert all kinds of troubles in the country. However, this fierce medicine seems to have gone too far, but it has further accelerated the decline of the empire.
Even if we succeed in driving the alliance out of the country, all kinds of troubles that were originally hidden under a stable life will continue to pop up like mushrooms after a rain, so what should I do when the time comes?
Shaking her head slightly, Octavir quietly threw the distractions out of her mind. The most important thing now is the unknown creature disguised as a virus, it is a dangerous thing that threatens the survival of all mankind, and even the greatest chaos within the empire is completely worthless when facing it. As for the nation, if humanity can defeat each other and survive, what does it matter if the empire is ruined?
"I can't say it, I won't force it. But Nangong Rong, since I have decided to give you the mythical level demon **, you must also give me enough rewards. That kind of spell has a very good effect after being strengthened by Warcraft, so don't hide it like you did in the next battle. The girl said with a sudden frown and a slight mutter, "Also, have you noticed that the plague viruses used by the Alliance seem to be a little unpleasant? I always think they seem to have a psychic appearance......
Nangong Rong was taken aback at first when he heard this, but then quickly changed to full of joy, because it was obvious that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess had sensed the existence of the abyss. The boy was about to say something, but suddenly felt a violent vibration in his right wrist, and hurriedly swallowed the words back.
The system was preventing Nangong Rong by vibrating the watch, and although the young man was sluggish, he could still guess a thing or two in the face of such a [blatant] reminder, and immediately changed his words quietly: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, you are probably thinking too much, how can there be such a thing?
"I hope so. Anyway, when Matthias arrives, you should hurry up and familiarize yourself with your new mount, the alliance has already exposed their killer skills, and this time it is impossible to retreat easily, and the next battle will only be more intense. β
"Yes, my Highness. β