"Do you know where Deputy Head Ranke is?"

In the middle of the team, Pang Yi found Molde. This man has been very close to Ranke since he joined the team.

"Not in the lounge?" Molde was a little confused. "I wanted to watch the game with him, but he said he wasn't interested, so he might as well take a break."

Pang Yi nodded and turned to leave.

Not far away, Dole was reporting to Wang Luo about the agreement that had just been reached, and the female director of the intelligence department was sitting with the head of the regiment.

The work of the report is relatively simple and more visible. Own... Finding someone to work for is never welcome.

Humphrey is the Secretary-General, and the task now is also important. Mr. Ranke, however, is the Deputy Head of Mission and has a higher rank than the Secretary-General. To be honest, this kind of order is appropriate for the regiment commander.

If you think about it, what about finding it? If you go and say to Mr. Ranke, "Mr. Humphrad has asked you to do so-and-so work... That's not a good idea.

I guess there's something going on. There's no need to trouble the other party yourself. I'll be back when I'm done with things.

After convincing himself in this way, Pang Yi sat in the audience and watched the game. He was temporarily transferred from the combat team to Humphla's command, and he was not willing to do so. There are such lively activities, such a wonderful competition--- just do the right thing, and I really don't want to go around to find someone.

On the sidelines, teammates from several battle groups were debating which form of combination was better, defense or stamina.

Why don't you sign up for it yourself when you come back later?

Pang Yi thought in his heart. Although his combat effectiveness is not strong, the regiment commander allows the contestants to choose some equipment with good attributes to use. The game is still relatively safe, the opponent in the first round will not be too strong, according to Captain Tertedu, it is rare to have a practical practice.

After a while, Dolbi respectfully left Wang Luo's side. When I walked, I felt like I had wind under my feet, and my face was full of smiles.

Seeing this, Pang Yi was secretly jealous in his heart. Suddenly, I remembered that if the other party saw that he was here, I was afraid that it would not sound good to say, so I stood up.

That's right, you still need to go back to the castle once. Even if you don't find anything, it's more or less an explanation.

With that in mind, he stood up and left the field.

Halfway through, I met several people from the logistics team, all holding food boxes. He grabbed an acquaintance. "Ewell, what are you doing here?"

"Go and deliver food to the players."

Ewell replied.

It's fragrant. So you can have a big meal when you go back. Dmitry and Francisco were also skilled combatants in the past. But now, they are all about to become full-time chefs.

He thought so and laughed.

On the way back to the castle, he saw a lot of people rushing to the other side of the arena. Many of the soldiers, servants, and civilians in the city seemed to have just received the news, and they gathered in groups to go to the fighting tournament to see the excitement.

Among them, there are even some people from the Sanxiang team. I wonder if these people will participate? If they had signed up, would they have met them in the arena?

Haha, there's no such cheap thing, right....

Along the way, he was thinking like this. When he returned to the lounge, his mental state was relatively relaxed.

But this ease, the moment you enter the lounge, all disappears without a trace.

The lounge seemed to have experienced a fierce fight, and the area of dozens of square meters at the door had become a mess. The tents set up on both sides were torn to shreds, the simple bedding inside was also disheveled, the ground was full of blood and pieces of flesh, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood....

"What's going on!" Pang Yi exclaimed. "Anyone?"

Nobody paid any attention to him. What the hell is going on?

Most of the people are not here. A lot of them went to the competition, and most of the rest went to the competition. The chefs are also not here, they have borrowed the kitchen in the castle, as before. Only a few teammates, who seemed to have been assigned tasks by the regiment commander, stayed in the break room.

That's right, the people in the editorial department! Pang Yi ran inside and went straight to the tent of the editorial office.

After rushing in, Zhang Wei, who was writing hard inside, raised his head and glared at him. "You're... What are you doing so recklessly? ”

He's fine. Pang Yi rushed out of the tent again, and in the tent next to him, he saw Wang Fang, Wang Wei, and Li Wei all sitting at the table, discussing something.

"Didn't you hear?" Pang Yi was a little speechless for a while. "Movement outside...."

"Nope." Wang Fang looked at his anxious appearance, snorted, and laughed. "What's wrong? Something to say slowly. ”

"There's dead people out there!" Pang Yi struggled a lot, but he couldn't find words that could better describe the situation outside. "You didn't hear anything?"

Several people saw his anxious appearance and walked out of the tent. Seeing the bloody and messy scenes everywhere, Wang Fang's face turned pale with fright, and Wang Wei and Li Wei also looked panicked.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wei walked out with a dozen manuscripts and looked at them quite majestically. "What a fuss."

Then, he also saw the tragic situation in the distance and stayed for a moment. But he immediately came to his senses and looked at Pang Yi. "You're from the battle group?"

"Yes...."Pang Yi replied in shock.

"Go and inform the head of the regiment immediately." Zhang Wei said. I thought about it again. "Let's all go. If you shout a few times, and there are still people in the other tents, tell them to go with them. ”

In an area that is considered to be absolutely safe, it is natural for such a scene to suddenly appear around you, and to be frightened. It is also a comfort to them that someone is willing to give orders. Several people found the backbone of the main heart, calmed down a little, and shouted a few times.

"No one." Seeing that no one came out of the tent, Wang Fang looked at Zhang Wei in fear. "No one agreed."

"Then let's go first." Zhang Wei said, stuffed the paper in his hand into his arms, and walked out without further confirmation.

Several of them were pardoned and quickly followed him. They trotted almost all the way out of the lounge.

"Let's go to the regimental commander." After leaving the house, after closing the door, Zhang Wei glanced back. "Don't make a noise, and don't shout. As if nothing happened, let the regiment commander handle it. ”

"Yes."

"Okay."

Several people replied. After walking a few steps, Wang Wei suddenly spoke. "By the way, do you want to leave someone to guard here? If another teammate comes back, don't let him in, and protect the scene. ”

Pang Yi looked at him with pity. Sure enough, Zhang Wei took a look. "Good advice. Then you stay here, watch the door, and don't let anyone else in. ”

With that, he walked towards the exit, followed by the rest of the group.

"This...."Wang Wei looked at their backs and hurriedly followed. It occurred to me that I should be fine without guards! ”