Chapter 137 Original Plan

Looking at the simple orc with a simple face, Virgil sighed. He didn't listen to a word about surrender. His mind was full of the magical habits of orcs, a magical creature. In the end, he reluctantly chose to believe it for the time being. Just like simple farmers can always deceive smart people, the simple green skin of his brain also makes Wei Jill has a strange sense of trust. But this kind of trust is not a good thing. At this moment, an inexplicable power emerged from the deepest part of the black knight's body, which gave him an impulse to stab this disgusting green sword to death. 'Dry your blood at once. Let's see how you come once a month!' But he is now on a mission. He is not a former black knight, and he can't do it by his own nature.

Virgil spent a lot of effort to suppress this impulse, and then reluctantly said with a smile, "Let me tell you a fact, in fact, I just used one-tenth of my strength!" I just want to try your strength, but unfortunately, you are really far worse than me.

"Little shrimp big liar!"

"Don't you believe me? Humph, it doesn't matter. I can prove it to you!" With this, Virgil's body suddenly became transparent. He disappeared into the air as if he had melted into the air, and he was stunned. What kind of magic is this? The little shrimp lost himself?

"Little shrimp?" The green skin asked in a tentative whisper, "Is it gone? Run away?"

"Hmm." The laughter came from the place where Virgil had just stood, but there was nothing there. No, if you look at it very hard and carefully, you can barely see a vague and transparent shadow. I've been standing here and haven't moved," the Black Knight said, but he appeared from the void. "See, this is an invisible magic that can make you disappear. It takes a lot of effort. Do you understand now? It's really simple for me to pinch you to death. You can only continue for three days and three nights, but I can continue for ten days and ten nights! Why don't you just surrender?

Goldman in the distance heard all this from the communicator. He curled his lips, three days and nights? Ten days and ten nights? The two guys are really good at blowing. They can't fight. Did they start the game to bluff people? No matter how you look at these two guys, they are all action-action. Most of them are exhausted. They really can't fight any more. That's why they start fraidly. They should be afraid of them.

It's not clear that Virgil is just bragging. He doesn't know that what Virgil can rely on invisibly is not a power-consuming magic at all, but a self-contained battery in the combat suit.

Orcs only think that human shrimps are simply awesome!

Xiao Xiami still insists on ten days and ten nights!? Ten days and ten nights! Slash the beast's body and shake! First of all, he wanted to choose not to believe it, but the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it. Xiao Xiami has just performed magic. You should know that even if the orc shaman releases magic, it will take a lot of WAAAGH and strength. When the shaman and psionic boy can't eat enough, they can't release a fart. Even if they barely release the fart, it doesn't smelly!

What should I do? The wild chopping is a little flustered. The little shrimp can still last for ten days, but the wild chopping knows that he may not be able to hold on for ten minutes. Is it going to be cut into scum by this little shrimp here?

Why don't you surrender?

He thought so in his heart, but his slashing mouth said righteous words, "Only the orcs who hang up, no orcs who surrender!" Wild slashing will never surrender, and wild slashing will never fail!"

"Well, that's as you wish." As Virgil spoke, he raised his sword and took a few steps. Almost in the blink of an eye, he jumped in front of the slashing.

In the process of speaking before, Virgil has been holding his long sword as a crutch, adjusting the breathing of his whole body to relax his body. At the same time, he can regain his strength as soon as possible. At this time, Virgil can't help but want to sigh that Li is strong. What Director Li teaches is not too profound. On, or complex and fancy skills, many things look very simple, even very basic skills, and the names are also very simple, such as "observation methods", "breathing skills", "flexible pace", but only in this kind of life-and-death struggle can you find the preciousness of these skills, no In terms of that kind of skill, it is very practical and very easy to use. Virgil even feels that if it is still in his own medieval world, the same skill he casually learns is enough to make the nobles regard it as a "divine skill" or "secret skill" and pass it from generation to generation.

Virgil can get a certain degree of recovery and rest from his tired body through breathing, but he can't stop the bleeding wound, let alone recover the lost blood in an instant. And even if he can do it, he won't do it in front of Virgil. After all, the big talk has been said. It's nothing to shed such a little blood to cut wildly. Anyway, it must be held up!

So in the process of talking, the slashing has been losing blood. When Virgil took a few steps with his sword and stepped in front of the slashing, he only had time to make a voice, "Hey?" Then the orcs' bodies reacted faster than their brains, and they slashed the machete and cut it across Virgil's neck.

But Virgil seemed to have expected the orc's reaction for a long time. While the black knight's cat waist dodged the attack of the machete, the long sword cut it horizontally and cut down a calf like a tree.

"Oh, hey, fuck, I'm going to be killed!" He slashed wildly and screamed, and could no longer stand, so he could only fall to the ground.

The Black Knight took two steps back and said to the communicator, "Goldman, okay, you can come out. Bring a bag of hemostatics to stop the blood for our prisoners. If you die because of too much blood loss, it will be bad."

"I understand." After a while, Goldman appeared in front of Virgil, and the green orc was lying on the side and humming.

"Do you want to start working now?"

"Don't delay. If there is an accident, I will be sad."

"Okay." Goldman nodded and directly raised the gun to the orc with three bullets.

The orc's voice stopped abruptly, and then he snored.

This time, Goldman shot a powerful sleeping bullet that had been prepared for a long time. Only one was enough to make an elephant sleep all day. Because he was not familiar with the green skin, Goldman shot three to ensure that the orcs had a good sleep.

Virgil went straight to the No. 5 sniper position. While he was in charge of vigilance, he needed to have a good rest.

Goldman skillfully began to stop the blood of the orc, and broke the green leather hamstrings with a dagger, making the orc a completely harmless animal, and finally tied the strong orc with a special leather rope. After doing this, he launched a simple self-made unicycle from the secret hiding place and hacked the packed wildly into the unicycle.

"Captain, it's done," Goldman said in the communicator, "Do we still have time?"

"No problem, it's safe. I carefully chose this place. As long as I don't throw a big bomb, I won't know what's going on in the valley."

"Okay, it's the last step, cut the grass and get rid of it." While talking, Goldman found dozens of phosphate grenades. Each orc's body was divided into a phosphorus grenades. After setting up the timing fuse, Goldman pushed the wheelb and disappeared into the valley.

When the white flames burned in the valley, Virgil and Goldman had taken the slash to an underground air defense bunker.

As soon as he entered the underground air defense bunker, Virgil smelled a smell of decay.

"What does this taste like?"

"It's the taste of bananas. Of course, it's all rotten," Goldman introduced, "This is an ancient prevention and control bunker. I can't tell how old it is, but no one uses it as an anti-aircraft bunker, because there is no enemy at all," Goldman laughed, "You know. Is it? In fact, I thought so before. Whether I joined the army, became an excellent special soldier, or finally joined the Knights Templar, I just wanted to prove that I was the best, as for the enemy? Do they have it? Maybe there is, but even if there is, it is far away at the other side of the starry sky. At least we have no enemies on the distant star, and war is nothing. Therefore, this anti-aircraft bunker has always been used as a warehouse, and there is no enemy at all, let alone air strikes, air strikes? This is more like a legend. In a word, fruit merchants store bananas here. There is no need for air conditioning. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is a good place to store fruit. How ridiculous that there is no enemy at all? It's really naive. This place could have been used as a refuge. It could have saved hundreds of lives, but no one has ever taken this place as a thing. In the end, no one thought of taking refuge here. In the end, only bananas slowly decayed.

"You are quite familiar with this place."

"Texas is my hometown. I often came to play when I was a child. This air-raid shelter was our secret base at that time. The most important thing is that there are endless bananas here. The old man guarding the warehouse looks fierce, but he is actually a good man. He always closes his eyes to us children who steal bananas." Goldman sighed and said, "Now, it's all gone, leaving only the bananas to rot here. How naive it is. We once believed that peace is eternal. War is just a distant story, but the truth is the same as what Chief Li said..."

Virgil said in a low voice, "Peace is just an illusion. In the cold and dark universe, only war is eternal!"

"Captain, aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"This cold and dark universe, eternal war, all kinds of alien creatures, death at any time." In the dark air-raid shelter full of the smell of banana rotten, Goldman said in a dreamy tone, "Peace, this word seems to disappear from my heart forever."

"You're just not naive anymore. If I really have any idea, it's really not easy for you to keep this innocence to this age," Virgil said with a wry smile: "Not every world is as lucky as the distant star you live in. I used to live in a medieval world, a civilian. Ignorance, ignorance, the only thing they long for is to be able to fill their stomachs. In addition, they don't care about anything, because it's not easy to survive, and hunger is more terrible than anything else. The nobles are shameless. They are born superior. Their lives are for pleasure. These people are for entertainment, for women, and for glory. For the sake of face, and even for a certain philosophical issue, such as whether there is a chicken or an egg first, so as to start a war. I think those scum can start a war for anything. War is a big game for them. And the chess pieces are the loyal knights of the nobles.

"And you are a knight?"

"The best knight, but it's a pity to have ideas, so I'm called the Black Knight."

"Why can't knights have thoughts?"

"Knights are just chess pieces of noble masters. They can't even be regarded as weapons. They are just chess pieces for games or decorative ornaments. As chess pieces, you don't need to have too many ideas. As I said, I am the best knight. I often have my own ideas. I control my soul and control my actions, so the nobles are afraid of me. I am an alien. They want me to die. In my world, death is a simple thing. Death is always there, as if it is hidden in In every shadow, a small cold can kill people. An infectious disease can make a country perish. War is a game of the nobles, but the knights have a battlefield. Death is on the enemy's blade, attached to the flying arrow. It seems to have teeth and can bite your buttocks at any time. You see, ignorance, ignorance, death, war, destruction, disease, all these have been around me since I was a child, so I am really grateful to the head of the regiment, who saved me from the mire, let me really see the universe, so that I am no longer a decoration, we are real warriors, for Fight for the God Emperor.

"But don't you feel sad? War, and all this caused by war.

"If there is no real war, it will be our sorrow. I would rather fight to the death with the most terrifying enemies than be displayed as a vase in a gorgeous window. Goldman, I don't understand why you think so much. In my opinion, it's very simple. Your hometown is invaded, your compatriots are slaughtered, and you are the guardian, you are the avenger, you are Astard, the wrath of the Holy Emperor, and war is our vocation. Besides, with us, these green skins have no good fruit to eat.

"It's true, but it's a pity that things are not that simple," Goldman smiled and said, "Your original plan doesn't seem to work."

"What are you talking about?" The Black Knight blinked, "What's my plan? I don't understand."

"Forget it, we are teammates, and you are my captain. If you really want to do something, then you must have my cooperation. You can't do it alone. And I'm not blind. We've been together all this time. I can't see what you're going to do. We have a sleeping bomb. It's not difficult to catch this green skin alive. A few bullets can solve the problem, but you have been fighting with him for two hours.

"I like white-edged combat, and I like the feeling of waving a long sword. I like it very much."

"You prefer to weigh the strength of the orcs," Goldman sighed, "It's time. Do you still want to kill the boss of the orcs alone?"

"No, you got two mistakes. First, I don't want to do it alone. You are already in the plan. Second, I didn't want to kill the enemy boss. I wanted to catch it, but unfortunately, it seems that this plan will be cancelled.

Virgil's battle with the orcs is not out of a simple love for one-on-one, but more out of necessity. Virgil must know his enemies and these green orcs. His understanding of the orcs has always been told by Li, but this is not enough. It is not a matter of whether to believe it or not. Instead, this is a war, a matter of life and death. You must have your own experience to make an accurate judgment.

Virgil initially wanted to take Goldman with him, and then the two of them captured the orc boss alive. Virgil didn't pay much attention to Li's warning of "strong orc leader".

In his opinion, the orcs may be very strong, but no matter how powerful they are, they are only to that extent. Orcs are not smart, and they don't have their own civilization. As for logistics supply, air control, and information synchronization, all these orcs can't be compared with human beings. They don't even have their own weapon production line. Even if they are alien creatures, they are just a group of wild people who only rely on their bodies and reproduction to fight. It's just a creature. Such an enemy is really difficult to pay attention to.

Besides, Virgil is now different from the past. He is a knight of the Knights Templar. After a long period of study and training, he has already surpassed ordinary people. Virgil has a combat effectiveness beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The Black Knight is not afraid of any danger. He has long had enough of endless boring tasks. He longed for greater On the battlefield, more powerful enemies are waiting for him to clean up.

He needs a brilliant victory to prove himself.

What better proof than a living orc leader? Just find him before everyone and catch him.

Virgil needs to collect more information before making a decision.

He needs a ruler, which can let him know how strong the target is and where he is.

So a hand-on-hand battle was designed.

Compared with talking, torture and observing, what can make you understand your opponent is undoubtedly a face-to-face fight with him. The result makes Virgil very sorry that the orcs are really powerful. They have power beyond the limits of human beings, and their reaction speed is beyond imagination, and they also have this violent character and powerful. Resilience, of course, the most terrible thing is that the green people have a fearful fighting spirit. They take pleasure in fighting and are not afraid of death.