Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 43 43. Pym's Trick

The basement level of tomb number 1079.

Inside MI2's temporary camp.

Sergeant Pym's bodyguard hurried along.

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

"Report!"

"Come in!"

Sergeant Pym was sitting at the desk, holding nail clippers in his hand, trimming his nails slowly.

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

"Sir, there is news from the MI4 frontline that Sergeant Pig was killed in the mission of blasting the cave entrance."

Sergeant Pim paused, gripped the nail clipper tightly, and slowly placed it on the table.

The nail clippers landed lightly on the table without making any movement.

But as Sergeant Pim's face quickly darkened, the atmosphere in the tent became oppressive, as if a lava-tumbling volcano was about to erupt.

"Killed?" Sergeant Pim took a deep breath, paused for two seconds, and asked expressionlessly:

"How did Piggy die?"

Facing his officer, the guard swallowed hard and said:

"..Report, Sergeant Pigg's subordinates said they were near the entrance of the burrow and caught up with the Mars team performing the blasting mission. On the way to cover the evacuation, Sergeant Pigg led the team to the rear, and was attacked by the big skeleton and the skeleton soldiers. In the end, he unfortunately died in the attack of the big skeleton."

Surprise and confusion flashed across Sergeant Pim's eyes, his eyebrows were knit together, and he muttered to himself, "I was attacked and died of a big skeleton..."

He was silent for a while, and asked again:

"Apart from Sergeant Pigg welcoming the glory of the empire, among the soldiers who performed the blasting mission, who else died?"

"Report! Coben, the second-class soldier of the Mars team, died during the blasting mission."

"Is it gone?"

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

"Except for Sergeant Pigg and Private Coburn, no one was killed... Are you sure you've checked the situation?"

"Yes, sir."

The guard was so frightened by the other party's stare, he shrank his neck slightly, and said with a little embarrassment:

"Reporting officer. The Mars team protested to Sergeant Alvin. They said that Sergeant Pigg had abused his power in the command operation and reported personal revenge..."

The guard paused, not daring to speak further.

Sergeant Pim's face sank like water, "And then? Finish talking together, don't hesitate."

The guard took a breath, calmed down and said:

"Sergeant Pig's subordinates did not raise any objections to the protest of the Mars team. They acquiesced in the authenticity of the content of the protest. Sergeant Alvin suggested that after the end of this legion's mission, he would apply to the Military Intelligence Headquarters to inspect Pig. Sergeant."

"Investigate a hero who died for the action team? Hmph. I think these MI4 bosses are out of their minds."

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

"Listen to the order."

"Yes, sir."

"You tell Sergeant Alvin, I will personally investigate whether Sergeant Pig has overstepped his authority during the MI2 mission. Also, applying for an audit of Sergeant Pig is to question Sergeant Pig The fact that he sacrificed himself for his teammates. He is a hero and should not be criticized. Do you understand what I said? You have to tell me verbatim to Sergeant Alvin."

"Yes, sir!"

"After you bring the words, call Pig's subordinates up for me. I have something to ask them... go down."

"Yes, sir.."

The guard raised his hand in salute, turned around and opened the door curtain, and ran to the stairwell with a thump.

Only Sergeant Pym was left in the tent.

He suddenly clenched his fist, swung violently towards the curtain beside him, threw the nail clippers in his hand, and cut a hole in the thick curtain.

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

He knew why Sergeant Pig took the initiative to give the soldiers the rear, and he also knew what confidence Sergeant Pig had when facing the skeleton army.

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

Pigg was crushed to death by a large skeleton.

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

Sergeant Pim did not witness the situation at the scene, but from his reasoning, there were nothing less than two situations.

First:

Someone snatched Sergeant Pig's amulet, and then used the undead to kill Pig. After this, the man took the amulet with him, intending to take it by force.

second:

After the man killed Pigg with the undead, he didn't occupy the amulet, but threw it into the pile of undead.

Sergeant Pim knew in his heart that the last person who came into contact with Sergeant Pigg must be Soldier No. 888.

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

——The specific content of this order is self-evident, it is to let Pig try to persuade the criminal soldier No. 888, and if the persuasion fails, he will be killed on the spot.

But the problem is that Sergeant Pim is not sure whether the amulet is in the hands of Sinner 888.

If it was in the hands of Sin Soldier 888, Pym would be able to take back the amulet from Sin Soldier 888 as long as he used MI2's authority to completely subdue Sin Soldier 888 on the grounds of further review.

But if Criminal Soldier No. 888 doesn't have an amulet on him

that's the worst

It is likely that MI4 found this amulet by accident while cleaning the battlefield, and then applied to MI4 to inspect all personnel related to tomb 1079.

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

However, if the military intelligence applied for the inspection of Pigg with the amulet, and at the same time, the criminal soldier No. 888 also reported Pigg as a spy of the death club, then the witness and physical evidence were complete, and there was only a chain of evidence linking the two clues.

Thinking of this, Sergeant Pim became anxious, and the lines of his face were distorted.

He took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and wiped them again and again, before he managed to maintain his composure.

…

five minutes later.

The soldiers of MI2, who rushed all the way, walked into the chief's tent.

Pim listened to the events dictated by the soldiers several times, and his nervousness rose higher and higher.

After the soldiers rescued Sin Bing No. 888 from the pile of undead, the group detoured to the front line.

Along the way, no matter whether it was the soldiers who had physical contact with Sin Bing No. 888 or Sin Bing No. 888 himself, they were violently attacked by the undead without exception.

So, there is only one answer.

That damned Soldier No. 888 unexpectedly resisted the temptation, and didn't make a move on the amulet that could guarantee him not to be attacked by the undead!

Did this girl quit drugs before, or what?

How could he bear it?

Is the personal quality of criminal soldiers so high now?

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

He suddenly realized that this criminal soldier No. 888's history book was not read in vain, and indeed he knew better tolerance and restraint than ordinary criminal soldiers, and he was also more rational.

Sergeant Pym waved the MI2 soldiers out.

He sat on the chair, turned his head, and looked under the bed, where there was a metal box covered by the bed board.

Sergeant Pim stared at the box for a long time, with extremely complicated expressions in his eyes. There was fierceness planning to put all one's eggs in one basket, but also deliberation to deal with the crisis cautiously.

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

"Forget it, I can't use that big killer in advance, otherwise it will affect the follow-up plan. I'd better find that amulet myself. Before that, I have to stabilize the situation."

Pim opened the drawer, picked up the comb, combed his hair, and tidied his clothes before shouting outside:

"Come on."

"Reporting to you, sir!"

Guards enter the tent.

"How long will it take for the reinforcements of the Colabo Legion to arrive here?" Sergeant Pim asked casually.

"Report, according to the Legion's report, the reinforcements have already set out and will arrive at Tomb No. 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 MI4 fought on the third floor underground, shedding sweat and blood for the empire. Sergeant Alvin and Second Lieutenant Gretel even took the lead in the charge and took the lead. They handed over the rear to us to guard. Although we are short of manpower, we We must not disappoint their efforts and sacrifices, and we must persevere until reinforcements arrive."

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

"The undead on the first and second floors of the basement are about to be revived. Now, pass my password and everyone enters the highest level of combat readiness. We will swear to the death to defend all the positions of the Colabo Legion in Tomb No. 1079!"

Sergeant Pim stood up straight with a snap, and raised his hand in salute:

"For the glory of the empire! Where people are on the ground, fight to the death and never retreat!"

The guard raised his hand in salute and responded loudly:

"Yes, sir! For the glory of the empire! As long as you are on the ground, you will never retreat!"