The basement level of Tomb 1079.

Inside a makeshift camp for MI2.

Sergeant Pym's guards were in a hurry.

He returned from the third basement to the basement level, ran quickly to the chief's tent, and stood panting outside the curtain and shouted:

"Report!"

"Come in!"

Sergeant Pym sat at his desk, nail clippers in hand, and trimmed his nails slowly.

The guard opened the curtain and walked into the tent, saluted and said:

"Report to the sir, news has come from the front positions of MI4 that Sergeant Pig has been killed in the mission to blast the entrance to the cavern."

Sergeant Pym paused, clutched his nail clippers, and slowly lowered them to the table.

The nail clippers landed lightly on the table, making no movement.

But as Sergeant Pym's face became rapidly gloomy, the atmosphere inside the tent became oppressive, as if a lava-tumbling volcano was about to erupt.

"Killed?" Sergeant Pym took a deep breath, paused for two seconds, and asked with a blank face:

"How did Pyg get killed?"

The guard faced his superior, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said:

“.. According to the report, Sergeant Pyg's men stated that they had caught up with Mars Squad on a demolition mission near the entrance to the cavern. Sergeant Mars of the Mars Squad was not present, so Sergeant Pig took over the command and personally commanded the demolition operation. On the way to cover the evacuation, Sergeant Pig was behind the team when he was attacked by large skeletons and skeleton soldiers. Eventually, he died in the attack of the Great Skull. ”

Sergeant Pym's eyes flashed with surprise and confusion, and his two eyebrows were twisted together, and he muttered, "Attacked, killed by a big skeleton..."

He was silent for a while, and then asked:

"In addition to Sergeant Pig welcoming the glory of the Empire, who else died among the soldiers who carried out the demolition mission?"

"Report! Private Coben of the Mars Squad died while on a demolition mission. ”

"Gone?"

Pym's pupils shrank slightly, and the surprise in his eyes became more and more obvious, but it was quickly covered up by his oppressive eyes:

"No one was killed except Sergeant Pig and Private Corben... Are you sure you've figured it out? ”

"Yes, sir."

The guard was glared at by the other party, shrunk his neck slightly, and said with a little embarrassment:

"Report sir... Team Mars protests to Sergeant Alvin. They allege that Sergeant Pig abused his authority in directing the operation and reported a personal vendetta. Uh.."

The guard paused, not too daring to say anything...

Sergeant Pym's face sank, "And then?" Don't talk about it together. ”

The guard took a breath, calmed down and said:

"Sergeant Pig's subordinates, who did not raise objections to the Mars team's protest, acquiesced in the authenticity of the protests. Sergeant Alvin suggested that after the end of this regimental mission, apply to the Military Intelligence Headquarters to inspect Sergeant Pig. ”

"Inspect a hero who died for the empress of the Operatives? Hum. I think these big soldiers are dizzy. ”

Sergeant Pym picked up the nail clippers on the table, lowered his head to trim his nails, and said without raising his head:

"Listen to orders."

"Yes, sir."

"You go and tell Sergeant Alvin, and I will personally investigate whether Sergeant Pig has overstepped his authority in the execution of his MI2 mission. Also, by applying to inspect Sergeant Pyg, you are questioning the fact that Sergeant Pyg sacrificed himself for his teammates. He is a hero and does not deserve to be criticized. Do you understand what I said? You are to tell Sergeant Alvin word for me. ”

"Yes, sir!"

"After you bring the message, call Pygue's men to me, I have something to ask them... Let's go down. ”

"Yes, sir.."

The guard raised his hand in salute, turned to open the curtain, and ran to the stairwell.

Only Sergeant Pym was left in the tent.

He suddenly clenched his fists and swung at the curtain beside him, throwing the nail clippers in his hand out, making a cut in the thick curtain.

Pym's face was as gloomy as a dark pool.

He knew why Sergeant Pigg offered to give it to the soldiers, and he knew what Sergeant Pig's confidence was in the face of the army of skeletons.

The amulet in Sergeant Pig's hand was the key.

Pig is crushed to death by a large skeleton.

This shows that before he died, he did not have an amulet in his hand.

Sergeant Pym did not witness the scene, but from his reasoning, there were two things.

First:

Someone snatched Sergeant Pig's amulet and used the undead to kill Pigg. After this, the man got interested in the fortune and took the amulet with him, intending to take possession of it by force.

Second:

After using the undead to kill Pig, the man did not take possession of the amulet, but threw it into the pile of undead.

Sergeant Pym knew in his heart that the last person to come into contact with Sergeant Pig would be the Sinner 888.

Because it was an order he himself gave to Sergeant Pig.

- The specific content of this order is self-evident, it is for Pig to try to convince Sinner 888, and if the persuasion fails, he will be killed on the spot.

But the problem is that Sergeant Pym can't be sure that the amulet is not in the hands of Sinner 888.

If it is in the hands of Sin 888, Pym can take back the amulet from the other side as long as he uses the authority of MI2 to completely subdue Sin 888 on the grounds of further review.

But if Sinner 888 doesn't have an amulet on him...

That's the worst-case scenario...

It is likely that MI4 stumbled upon the amulet while cleaning the battlefield, and subsequently applied to MI to inspect all personnel associated with Tomb 1079.

Sergeant Alvin applied for an inspection of Pygue, and there were witnesses, but no physical evidence.

But if the military intelligence applies for an inspection of Pyg with a talisman everywhere, and at the same time, that criminal soldier No. 888 also reports that Pyg is a spy of the Death Society, then the human and physical evidence are complete, and only the clues that collude the two kinds of evidence are missing.

At the thought of this, Sergeant Pym became anxious, and the lines of his face were distorted because of it.

He took the glasses off the bridge of his nose and wiped them over and over again, barely keeping his composure.

…

Five minutes later.

The MI2 soldiers, who had come all the way, walked into the commander's tent.

Pym listened to the soldiers' accounts of the events several times, and his nervousness grew.

After the soldiers rescued Sin 888 from the pile of the dead, the group made a detour to the front line.

Along the way, both the soldiers who had physical contact with Sin 888 and Sin 888 himself were violently attacked by the undead.

So, there is only one answer.

That damned sinner soldier No. 888 unexpectedly resisted the temptation and didn't attack the amulet that would guarantee him from the undead!

Did this girl quit drugs before, or what?

How did he endure it?

Is the personal quality of the criminal soldiers so high now?

A row of question marks popped up in Sergeant Pym's mind.

He suddenly realized that the history book of this criminal soldier No. 888 was not read in vain, and he did know how to forbear and restraint more than ordinary criminal soldiers, and was also more rational.

Sergeant Pym waved his hand and told the MI2 soldiers to get out.

He sat down in his chair, tilted his head, and looked under the bed, where there was a metal box hidden by the bed.

Sergeant Pym stared at the box for a long time, and the look in his eyes was extremely complicated, ranging from the ruthlessness of the intention to take a desperate gamble, and the thoughtfulness of a cautious response to the crisis.

After spending a few minutes in contemplation, he slapped the armrest and sighed silently:

"Forget it, I can't use that big killer weapon in advance, otherwise it will affect the follow-up plan. I'd better find the amulet myself. Until then, I have to hold the scene. ”

Pym opened the drawer, picked up the comb, straightened his hair, and straightened his clothes again, before he shouted outside:

"Someone."

"Report to you, sir!"

The guards entered the tent.

"How long will it take for reinforcements from the Kolabo Legion to arrive here?" Sergeant Pym asked casually.

"Reported, according to the Legion, reinforcements have been dispatched and will arrive at Tomb 1079 within two hours."

Pym nodded slowly.

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said in a calm tone:

"The soldiers of the military intelligence are fighting on the three underground floors, sweating and spilling blood for the Empire. Sergeant Alvin and Second Lieutenant Gretel led the charge. They handed over the rear to us to guard. Although we are short of manpower, we must not fail their efforts and sacrifices, and we must hold out until reinforcements arrive. ”

After an impassioned speech, Pym's expression became majestic:

"The undead on the first and second basement floors are about to be revived. Now, pass on my command, and all of you will enter the highest state of combat readiness. We will defend all the positions of the Kolabo Regiment in Tomb 1079 to the death! ”

Sergeant Pym snapped and straightened up, raised his hand and saluted:

"For the glory of the Empire! People are on the ground, fighting to the death! ”

The guard raised his hand in salute and responded loudly:

"Yes, sir! For the glory of the Empire! People are on the ground, fighting to the death! ”