Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 37 37. Silent Counterattack

"Jarvis"

The heavily armed imperial army was about to set off, Sergeant Mars put his hand on the silent criminal soldier's shoulder.

After the quarrel between Alvin and Pim, Li Nuo has been thinking, like a silent rock that can obey orders.

This made Sergeant Marrs feel a little uneasy.

"Jarvis, don't listen to Pim's words. He is a MI2 investigator who is suspicious all day long. What he does every day is to doubt this and that."

Sergeant Marrs patted Li Nuo on the shoulder:

"It is true that you were selected by MI4 and became the executor of the secret plan. But this does not mean that you will be silenced by MI4. Only MI2 and MI6 can do such things afterward. Our MI4 It's about discipline and honor, and you won't be shooting at you without betraying the Empire. Trust me."

"Yes, sir."

Li Nuo exhaled slowly, nodded his head, and said catering:

"I just feel like I'm out of my own hands. Ever since my parents and my siblings were killed in a car accident, it's like I've lost control and been pushed around."

Li Nuo smiled helplessly:

".It's because I haven't adapted to my identity. A criminal soldier has no freedom at all. It is the kindness of the imperial law to me to gain the tolerance of the empire and join the army with a guilty body."

"Don't feel bleak, Jarvis."

Sergeant Marrs lowered his voice, leaned close to Li Nuo's ear and said:

"I won't keep it from you either. I want to tell you a half-secret that will interest you."

Sergeant Mars whispered, and Li Nuo listened attentively.

"It all started with an investigation done by MI4

"According to statistics, in order to clean up a necromancer grave as large as tomb No. 1079, about 8 million new Saurons will be consumed before and after. You should know what a huge sum of money this is."

Li Nuo was slightly taken aback, "8 million? So much?"

"Yes, don't be surprised." Sergeant Marrs said:

"More than 60% of the new Sauron coins are spent on disarming the magic shield of the Spiritual Pivot.

"We have to use liquid flames to burn the magic protective cover 24 hours a day, so that we can consume the energy of the magic protective cover little by little, and finally remove it.

"This process lasts at least 3 days. If the undead army counterattacks, the burning protective cover will take longer, and it may even be interrupted because the burning process is interrupted, and the magic protective cover recovers, so we have to start from scratch. Burn it up. Soldiers who participated in a mission to clear the tomb know this."

Sergeant Marrs shook Li Nuo's shoulder:

"So, you get it? You're not a consumable, a victim, Jarvis, you're a trailblazer.

"As long as you can prove with actual actions that modifying the necromantic rune can remove the magic shield. Then, MI4 can save a lot of expenses every year, and a large amount of expensive liquid flame fuel. These saved Money will turn into more advanced weapons, better armor, and fewer casualties.

"And you, Leno Jarvis, you will at least get a five-star warrior medal. Have you ever heard of anyone who contributed to the imperial army being suffocated by his own people? No? Even if this happens MI4 will be the first to disagree with the situation. Therefore, Jarvis, just perform the tasks entrusted to you by MI4 with peace of mind, and don't think too much about it."

What Sergeant Marrs said was well-founded.

But Li Nuo was vigilant, half listened and half believed.

He is a cautious person, and he will not change his mind just because he listened to other people's words.

"I feel better, sir."

Li Nuo smiled, maintaining the harmony on the surface:

"I really can't see it. Your words are quite powerful. A few words have calmed me down."

"Haha, so you will be placed in my team. The officers know very well that the small captains other than me only care about how to fight and don't think about other things, let alone comfort others. Only me I can talk to you."

Sergeant Marrs blinked at Li Nuo:

"Perhaps you don't know, I also went to City College. I studied modern literature and education. After graduation, I was going to work as a teacher in a private educational institution."

Li Nuo raised his eyebrows, "No wonder you are eloquent, so why did you come to join the army?"

Sergeant Marrs shook his head as he recalled, and said with a self-deprecating smile:

"Hey, what else could be the reason? I was hurt by love. The girl I like married someone she doesn't like. I happened to meet the imperial army recruiting soldiers when I was in pain. Then there is me now, A me who wanted to relax in the army, but unexpectedly fell in love with this kind of military life."

Li Nuo clicked his lips and sighed:

"It seems that on the way to every man's success, there are a few women who play a key role."

"Who says it's not." Sergeant Marrs and Li Nuo looked at each other and smiled.

Li Nuo restrained his smile, his heart was calm.

He looked around and found that the follower Sergeant Pig was gone.

At this moment, Coben, the second-class soldier, ran over from the camp not far away with a hint of a smirk.

"Report, sir." Cobain stopped in front of Sergeant Marrs and said with a smile:

"That Pigg drank all the nutrients we prepared for him in one gulp, and now he can't do without the dry toilet."

Sergeant Marrs nodded, "Very well, Cobain, let's go back to the team."

After speaking, Sergeant Marrs smiled at Li Nuo and said:

"Our team doesn't allow others to make trouble. Let Pig watch the toilet."

With a wave of his hand, Sergeant Myers led the team into the stairwell and onto the small track train.

Li Nuo followed the team, looked back at the camp, feeling a little uneasy.

Wouldn't it be a bit reckless for Mars to ask Cobain to use laxatives to distract Piggy?

That Sergeant Pig, at first glance, was not a good stubble.

Aren't you afraid of Pig's revenge?

Li Nuo thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, and put the matter aside.

Anyway, Mars is taking care of it, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

A corner of the army camp.

"Is anyone there~~~"

"Is anyone there~~~"

"I need paper~~~"

"Puff Chi Chi Chi. Beep Beep Beep"

A series of wet farts sounded in the stinking dry toilet, followed by whimpering shivering and weaker shouts.

But it's a pity.

Due to the bad smell, dry toilets are placed in the most remote places.

The shouts didn't travel very far before being completely absorbed by the mottled stone walls and floor tiles.

In addition, now is exactly the time for the whole army to attack, basically no one will come to the dry toilet for a stroll.

If nothing else, Pigg will be here for a long, long time.

the other side.

Sergeant Pim, Pigg's chief, was reading the combat report of Alvin's army in his tent.

This report was requested by Pym from Alvin in the name of coordinating operations and investigating spies.

It records the battle process, battle damage and material use of Alvin's side in the process of clearing the No. 1079 tomb.

As an MI2 investigator who is responsible for reviewing the internal affairs of the Empire, Sergeant Pym is qualified to know all this.

Sergeant Pim's eyes flickered and his face became gloomy when he saw Alvin's army recording the "aggregate supply" and "death supply" characteristics of the undead structure.

"Guards, come in." Sergeant Pim called out of the tent.

"Reporting to you, sir." The guard walked into the tent and raised his hand in salute.

"How many people did Sergeant Alvin leave to guard the first and second floors of the basement?"

"Report, there is a three-person team on the first and second floors."

Sergeant Pim frowned, his eyes under the lens showed a strange color:

"Just so few people? Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir."

Sergeant Pym scowled and waved the guards out.

After he was the only one in the tent, Sergeant Pim gritted his teeth and slapped the handrail heavily, his face full of gloom.

"Okay, okay Gretel, Alvin, you really have a good idea, you actually asked me to help you guard the first and second floors of the basement"

From the point of view of the disciplinary principles of military operations, since Sergeant Pim intervened in this military mission under the pretext of "coordinated operations", and he himself stayed in the base camp according to the instructions of Second Lieutenant Gretel.

If the base camp was breached by the revived army of undead, he, Pim, would definitely bear the main responsibility.

Only then did Sergeant Pim come to his senses. Unknowingly, he was put together by Gretel and Alvin.

He took a few breaths, restraining the anger in his chest.

He folded the military report in front of him and put it in the file bag, smoothed the edges of the file bag, and put them in the file folder to arrange them neatly.

"I don't know what's going on with Pig." Sergeant Pim muttered, and called out to his guards again:

"guard!"