On the metal platform where the army was stationed, the brown-haired lady officer was counting things, she suddenly found that she had a lot of supplies in the platoon, especially food, snacks, and a lot of high-end things in it, and even good goods that she had never seen in her life, she felt a little strange in her heart, and asked John, but John just made a shushing gesture.

"Just use it, the brothers in the fourth row need it more than for those waste."

The lady officer wanted to continue asking, but the conversation between the two was suddenly interrupted by the arrival of the drunken guy who made people cover their noses, it was their platoon commander back!

But he smelled of alcohol, and most of the big-headed soldiers must have touched it, but to be honest, no one on the battlefield would make them like this.

But the wood was already in the boat, John looked puzzled, and then asked. "Boss, my Blue Bay Ice?"

Alan Bair burped. "Instead of this, let's get moving, acting." He was dirty, staggering, his uniform was ugly and crumpled, and everyone helped him to lie down, but Alan Baier was still shouting.

"Action, action, the code name is

… That's it, start doing something for me now! ”

The others looked incredulous and wondered how he hadn't fallen while going up the stairs.

"John, find me a few hip-up beauties, the most familiar hip-butt beauties in the nest capital environment! I'm going to do big things! ”

John looked at his boss numbly, people will go crazy if they hold it for too long, right, beauty is beauty, and you have to be familiar with the environment of the nest? You want to take women to fight guerrilla warfare, don't you?

"Kailan, you start now... Belch... Learn... Belch... Learn how to use TMD with hot melt bombs, and the staff officer will get a box tonight to open your eyes! ”

Kellan covered his head, hot melt bombs? That kind of thing is issued to the elite by the Ministry of Military Affairs, what did the staff officers do, give us this?

Kellan replied calmly. "Ensign, you've drunk too much..."

"Brown-haired! You... Warm my bed! ”

"Huh?" She froze, then answered immediately. "Yes, sir." The brown-haired lady blushed, and took off her shirt tremblingly, trying to get into the bed.

John immediately grabbed her right hand. "Girl, confused!"

Kailan also took his left hand. "The platoon commander is drunk!"

The girl blushed and got dressed, but she made an inaudible staggering sound.

Alan Baier looked like they didn't believe they were going to do something big, and he said again and again. "The orcs are coming in at once, and we're going to behead... Decapitate TMD's one-eyed! ”

After speaking, he fell asleep with a headache, and he gasped for a balanced exhale, but the others looked at it and felt inexplicably distressed, the platoon commander had done so many things, and it turned out that the pressure had made him go crazy...

"It's pathetic." Kellan said.

"The platoon commander is also an ordinary person..."The non-commissioned officer looked at his face.

Normally, no one thinks this farce is true... Except for John, he knew very well that Alan Baier was not an indulgent guy, it was not normal to drink so much, and he also felt that something was wrong as one of the few people who served at the same time as Alan and was born in the same world and chatted in the same dormitory.

Without saying a word, John walked back to his place, looking at the patches in his place, full of pictures of cracks and Ellen Bair's confused thoughts.

"down, One-Eye, I'm going to be a green-skinned warlord."

Such strange nonsense ...

Uneasiness and a special feeling grew inside him, and he picked up his things and said to his comrades. "I'll go out for a while."

Kellan asked. "Are you really going to find him a few hip-up beauties?"

John replied. "Don't think too much, I'm just getting some sobering pills..."

He stepped down the wall and opened his tactical belt, which was not a powerful thing, but a whole bunch of strange Hive Family Badges, from the crudest scrap metal to beautiful crystals with unnamed names, and he was usually off the platform, and he was mostly absent when it was safe to do so.

No one knows where he went, except for himself, and today he left while on duty, really for the so-called sobering pills?

John crossed a few blocks and squeezed through the crowds, which was a little too far for the purchase of sobering pills, and after squeezing past the last section of the factory, he walked straight to the factory's production section, which he walked through, ignoring the surprised stares of the workers and the noisy sound of the factory.

However, there are not many people here, as a garden world here, the factory in the nest capital is unexpectedly idle, of course, this is compared with his hometown.

John walked to the corner of the factory, took off his body armor, and placed it in the sewers in the nest, and then took out the waterproof bag from inside, which contained a beautiful men's gray dress and a mask similar to that of an owl on Terra.

He changed his clothes and continued on the side path, through the factory, over the path, to this place.

A modest little room, he knocked on the door four times.

"Blessed by the God Emperor, chosen here, the comet slipped down, and we were gloomy."

After the click of machinery, the door opened, the gray aisle, and after going down, not far away, a huge door, purple, what was inside? There are alcohol, hallucinogens, food, women, hormones, perfumes, and the most wealthy people on the planet who wear masks.

And they actually showed extra attention to the arrival of John the Owl Man, and of course some people were more concerned about the pole dancer, making people wonder why this dance could be transmitted to the dark 40 thousand years, is it because of Slaanesh?

The horse-faced man walked. "Birdman, it's early today."

John replied. "There are so few people today, something has happened, Bojack, answer me, something is wrong in this world, isn't it?"

The horse man took a sip of his drink, which was not a cheap Amset, but a hallucinogen, a mixture of a large amount of industrial materials.

"The God Emperor is on top, you need a ferry ticket, don't you? If, I mean, your family is willing to take me in to work with you, I'll consider selling you. ”

John frowned, of course, he couldn't see clearly under his mask. "Ferry tickets?"

The man named BoJack was covering his mask as if it were his mouth. "You don't know? Aren't you here to talk about business for your family? ”

"Didn't the Astral Army notify you?"

John did not hesitate, and although it was a lie, he answered it with ease. "No, my job is confidential, but I do hear the wind."

BoJack nodded. "Okay, it's you and I will say, by the way, when will the kind of fund you said that make sure you make money and don't lose money?

What's it called? Trust? Xintuo? Oh, the trust! ”

John didn't answer, just kept asking. "Tell me."

BoJack pursed his lips and looked at the group of nobles who looked like balls of meat. "You lied to us, didn't you? He also said that if I give me 30 percent of the profits, I will keep them secret. ”

John suddenly pressed against BoJack, who felt his stomach cold, it was a small beam pistol, it was not the Astral Army, it was more like a gangster.

"Shut up and tell me."

BoJack said slowly. "The God Emperor is above, I'm reluctant to be here, but we're leaving..."

He roughly said the Astral Army, John's face became paler and paler, and then he thought of something, and suddenly became hot, but countless changes, and finally only turned into one sentence.

"You, find me a few guys who are familiar with the nest, I'll be of great use."

"If it happens, you'll see a miracle."