Orc Tyrant

Facts have proved that it is relatively easy to enter the drainage network below the city. The entrance to the previous mine is hidden behind a large wine barrel used to hold some local wine, and the entrance is sealed. Obviously, I don’t know that if I drink the wine first, it will be easier to remove the wine barrel.

Based on the fruity fragrance from the surroundings and the broken pottery cups left behind in the barrel, Uniear can judge that his subordinates have completed the work.

At this time, he had collected some hard-won small medicine bottles and carefully packed them into a padded backpack. The boss put the strap over his shoulder and let the bag fall on his butt. At the same time, he noticed The strap is not entangled with the holster of the pistol so that the gun can be drawn quickly in a critical moment.

A team of engineers in the regiment had broken the rejoined brick wall, and when the one ear and the adjutant cautiously entered the passage below, they were leaning on the crowbar to rest.

One-eared angrily gave them an ear scraper, hoping that they would be a little clearer in important tasks.

The passage here is very smooth, and there is no doubt that the nobles who have excavated here are to prevent themselves from staining their clothes when escaping.

"This smells good."

His adjutant commented, as usual, he hadn't noticed the irony.

Single ear nodded, filtering out the smell from the guy next to him. The faint smell of sewage coming from a distance showed that there was a sewer nearby, and the tunnel was covered with a thin layer of dust, mold and moisture. It made him miss his crowded territory underground.

However, more importantly, fortunately, there was no stench from rotten flesh. If there were any beasts below, they would definitely gather to attack passers-by.

"But it looks pretty clean here."

He said, patted the communicator microphone in his ear lightly.

"let's go."

"I wish to engage Mao to bless you success."

A rough voice came, and his voice was weakened by this little communication receiver.

"Tell Kunderaka, let him prepare the mushroom wine immediately."

One ear puts on a fearless appearance that he thinks is obvious enough.

"We may need a drink when we are done."

In fact, he was a little hopeful that the other guy would be able to say something at this moment, using the usual stupid words to praise his courage, but apart from the faint hiss of static electricity, he could not hear any sound in his ear.

This is not surprising. The low-power signal emitted by the portable communicator cannot penetrate the rocks and soil blocking the transmission route.

"I will."

The voice in the communicator smiled and promised that at this time, the Secret Agent Team walked through the uneven hole in the brick wall, turned one-eared and said to the engineer who was staying behind illegally.

"Seal the hole."

Although he hated cutting off his retreat at first, he still gave such an order to the engineers.

Because he knew that they would do it anyway after he left, he might as well pretend it was his own idea.

Mono ear did not wait to supervise them to execute the order, because it felt like being buried in his own grave.

He entered the darkness first, and the adjutant followed closely.

The torches were embedded in the ceiling when the tunnel was being built, but in order to avoid attracting the attention of the enemy, the boss did not light them up, and he did not need them. The dark environment in his eyes is no different from the daytime, and he lives underground. They are used to the darkness.

Although he is a one-eared adjutant, this fart named [Heavy Cannon] carries a rare small grenade launcher. This thing is almost as many as a fart behind his back, which allows him to be You can easily get it when you need to use it.

Usually in anticipation of more trouble, the adjutant would often bring this heavy weapon with him, and facts have repeatedly proved this to be a wise preventive measure.

After walking about a few hundred meters, the fart squad arrived at the end of a new tunnel, and found a metal door in front of it, with some untimely engraved patterns that they couldn't see.

The adjutant spit, and reached for the grenade launcher.

"Wait."

One ear stopped the opponent, this obstacle here is a bit unreasonable.

If the map is correct, this should be the way for Xiami to escape, but if he builds a secret passage for a special purpose for escape, he won't want anything to delay his escape, even for a second. No way.

One ear stepped forward, put his fingertips on the cold metal surface, and cautiously pushed inward.

In the next second, the slightly open metal door showed a dark crack in front of them.

"open."

Uniear cautiously pushed the door open completely without making a sound.

The fart boss tiptoed into the tunnel on the other side to enhance his perception of other aspects, to fill the visual vacancy caused by the lack of light.

The smell of the sewer here has become more intense, which is not surprising, because it turns out that after a few hundred meters into the darkness, the tunnel we are now in is connected to a shaft passage, which is in the upper city. One of the main sewage outlets.

When he pricked his ears to listen to the movement there, there was a faint sound of liquid flowing from that direction, and the rodents that had been disturbed suddenly broke in, squeaking and squeaking, their tossing. Let the echo become blurred.

But to the satisfaction of Du Er, he did not hear any footsteps made by Xiami.

"No shrimps were found."

The one-eared whispered, and the adjutant whistled to disperse the bold local pests. At this time, they slowly approached them in order to detect the strange sound and smell of the fart.

Driven by the farts, they fled in all directions, each looking for a refuge in the dark.

Some of those who did not escape in time were caught and stuffed into their mouths by the fart agents. They often feed on insects when they are underground. They have no concept of hygiene, let alone because these insects grow. I feel any discomfort in the sewer.

The infiltrating farts are unified with a black carapace, and the bare skin is completely blackened. Except for the two eyes, the whole body is completely melted into the darkness.

They are silent and silent, they are simply natural lurkers, but this kind of silence is not innate. Before acting, almost all the **** took a dumb medicine, which can make them lose their language ability in a short time. The only way of communication is sign language.

But due to the natural confusion of the fart, sign language usually leads to completely wrong expressions, so there is only one single-eared command-so the fart only needs to listen to him.