OBS Chapter 307 Business
Chapter 307 Business
"Everyone, please come to me." Esrick invited Howard and others, "Please stand with me on the podium."
After taking a short detour, Howard and others boarded the command platform which was nominally only accessible to a few people.
"Your name is Nakhimov, right?" Esrick was the first to notice the little boy beside them. "Moli has already reported the details to me. I'm very grateful for your family's cooperation. From now on, you will work by my side."
Nasimov opened his large brown eyes and looked at Esrik and then at Jasmine, but Jasmine didn't give him any hints, so she stood up straight and saluted, "Yes, Governor!"
"Don't be so serious," Esrick said. "If we're alone here, there's no need to be so formal."
"Follow...obey orders..."
The Governor then looked at the Eldar: "Miss Mei, can we talk now?"
Mei nodded: "Anytime."
This was also a link that had been finalized before. After the humans decided to counterattack the orcs to rescue the trapped defenders, Esrick would make a call to these soldiers as the Governor of Karenya and the Supreme Commander to convey the next deployment to them.
Currently, only the Eldar have the ability to transmit signals through the vast desert shrouded by the orcs' psychic energy and establish stable communications.
three hours ago
The other side of the desert
Arthur and his comrades hid in the shadows of the building's crevices, quietly waiting for the group of orcs to pass by.
This is the lower level of the Black Water Festival area. The last time he came out, he had a rough idea of the surrounding layout.
If he guessed correctly, behind the gate below, which was decorated by the orcs into a ferocious giant mouth, was the orcs' arsenal.
He had seen teams of orc transport vehicles loaded with scrap iron being carried into the big mouth, and he had also seen those strange war machines made by the orcs coming out of it.
Those strange, blasphemous machines, no matter how many times Arthur saw them, he was unwilling to admit that they were real things.
Perhaps because he was thinking about these things, Arthur's breathing became a little faster, and the orcs walking at the end of the team seemed to have noticed something and cast suspicious glances at their hiding place.
This orc was the smallest, not even as tall as Arthur. Perhaps to make up for their weak fighting power, Arthur discovered that these small orcs were often more agile than the big ones.
This orc did not follow the team, but slowly moved its face closer. Although it was shorter than Arthur, its shoulder width was twice that of Arthur. Therefore, this orc could not squeeze into the gap that Arthur and his teammates could squeeze into.
At the closest point, the orc was less than one meter away from Arthur. He and his comrades held their breath, but the orc's hot and foul breath still sprayed on his face.
Ten...nine...eight...
Arthur silently counted down in his mind, and at the same time gestured to his comrades behind him to retreat, while he also slowly retreated.
He was sure the orc had discovered something here, but the orc might have thought it was a corpse or garbage or something.
At this moment, Arthur was rarely grateful for the foul-smelling temporary base. The smell of fermented and sour garbage completely covered up the human smell on them, allowing them to escape the search of orcs' noses and hounds.
Four…three…two…
The orcs couldn't squeeze in, so they stretched out their hands to pull in. The orcs' arms were very long, and when they stood normally, their hands could reach the ground.
But Arthur always kept a distance from the orc. The orc's hands were waving in front of him, but he couldn't catch him.
One!
Arthur finally finished counting down in his mind, but to be on the safe side he waited for two more breaths. Then he took a step forward and let the orc catch him.
The orc felt that he had grabbed something, so he excitedly pulled his hand out, but contrary to his expectations, what he pulled out was not some delicious garbage or corpse, but a fully armed human soldier.
The human soldier was holding a laser pistol with a flash suppressor installed on the muzzle. When the orc pulled him out, the human also put the laser pistol against its chin.
There was no communication, no time to roar. The human pulled the trigger, the scorching laser shot out, and the air crackled under the high temperature ionization, but the noise was still within an acceptable range.
The orc who had lost its brain did not die immediately. It let go of Arthur and began to wave its limbs around. At this time, Arthur's comrades rushed out. They subdued the headless corpse, then drew their sabers and stabbed them into the tendons of its arms. Only then did the headless corpse finally calm down completely.
Arthur blew away the smoke coming out of the muzzle, turned the laser gun in his hand a few times, and put it back into the holster neatly. Then he looked at the place where the team of orcs left.
There was a corner not far away, which was why Arthur was counting down in his mind.
He was calculating when this group of orcs would disappear around the corner. He didn't want to come out so rashly. Even if they could get rid of this sharp orc quietly, as long as one of the orcs turned back, the entire team would be exposed.
After putting away the pistol, Arthur walked forward a few steps and looked down. Below him was the orcs' arsenal. At the same time, below him was the bottomless mines that had been dug by humans and orcs. The walls of these mines were also filled with messy buildings of humans or orcs, and they were crowded with densely packed and noisy greenskins.
Arthur gave his comrades a look, and they understood what he meant. They dragged the headless body to the edge of the road and kicked it down.
A few seconds later, the first impact sound came from below. The orc's body hit the spire of the building, causing it to collapse a little. The body was broken into two halves by the impact, splashing a lot of green juice. Then a few seconds later, the second impact sound came from below.
Of course this was not the end, but Arthur could not hear the subsequent collision sounds and there was no need to listen to them.
By the time the orc's body actually hit the ground, it would have been rotten to pieces, making it impossible to tell how it died.
In fact, even if they could tell the difference, it wouldn't matter much. Orcs are brutal and aggressive, and there are heavy casualties among their own tribe every day. A tattered corpse of one of their own falling from the sky is nothing to be surprised about for these green-skinned monsters.
After Arthur ordered his teammates to throw the orcs down, he took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and drank half of it in one breath.
Then he blew out a smoke ring, smoked the remaining half of the cigarette in one breath, put the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and kicked it away.
"Guys, time to get down to business."