Deconstruction wizard

"Jarvis..."

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

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

This made Sergeant Mars feel a little uneasy.

"Jarvis, don't listen to Pim's words. He is an MI2 investigator who is suspicious all day long. All he has to do every day is to doubt this and that."

Sergeant Mars patted Li Nuo on the shoulder:

"You were indeed 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 this kind of thing. We MI4

It’s about discipline and honor, and we won’t use knives or guns on you if you haven’t betrayed the empire. Trust me.”

"Yes, sir..."

Li Nuo slowly exhaled, nodded, and said in agreement:

"I just feel like I can't help myself. Ever since my parents and brother and sister were killed in a car accident, I seem to have lost the initiative and can only be at the mercy of others."

Li Nuo smiled helplessly:

"...I haven't adapted to my status yet... A criminal soldier has no freedom at all. Being able to gain the empire's tolerance and join the army with a guilty conscience is already a sign of kindness to me by the empire's laws.

"

"Don't think the future is bleak, Jarvis."

Sergeant Mars lowered his voice, leaned into Li Nuo's ear and said:

"I won't hide it from you anymore. I want to tell you a semi-open secret. You will be interested in it."

Sergeant Mars whispered, and Li Nuo listened attentively.

"This matter started from an investigation conducted by MI4...

"According to statistics, in order to clean up a large-scale undead tomb like Tomb No. 1079, it will cost about 8 million new Saurons. You should know what a huge sum of money this is..."

Li Nuo was slightly startled, "8 million? That much?"

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

"More than 60% of the new Sauron coins were spent on lifting the magical protective shield of the spiritual hub.

"We must use liquid flames to burn the magic protective shield 24 hours a day, so that we can gradually consume the energy of the magic protective shield and finally remove it.

"This process lasts at least 3 days. If there is a counterattack by the undead army, the burning of the protective shield will take even longer. It may even be interrupted because the burning process is interrupted and the magic protective shield is restored, forcing us to start all over again.

Burn... Any soldier who has participated in a tomb clearing mission knows this."

Sergeant Mars held Li Nuo's shoulders and shook them:

"So, do you understand? You are not expendable, a victim, Jarvis, you are a pioneer.

"As long as you can prove with actual actions that modifying the necromantic runes can lift the magic protective shield. Then, MI4 can save a lot of money every year, as well as a large amount of expensive liquid flame fuel. These savings

Money will turn into more advanced weapons, better protective gear, and fewer casualties.

"And you, Lenno Jarvis, you will at least get a five-star bravery medal. Have you ever heard of anyone who contributed to the imperial army being killed by his own people? No, right? Even if this happens

MI4 will also be the first to disagree. So, Jarvis, just peace of mind and carry out the tasks assigned to you by MI4, and don't think too much about it."

What Sergeant Mars said is well founded.

But Li Nuo was wary, half listening and half believing.

He is a cautious person and will not change his mind just because of what others say.

"I feel better, sir."

Li Nuo smiled and maintained the superficial harmony:

"I really can't tell. You are quite good at talking. You calmed me down with just a few words."

"Haha, so you will be put into my team. The officers know very well that the team captains except me only care about how to fight, and will not consider other things, let alone comfort people. Only I

I can talk to you."

Sergeant Mars blinked at Li Nuo:

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

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

Sergeant Mars shook his head in memory and said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile:

"Hey, what else could be the reason... I'm hurt by love. The girl I like married someone she doesn't like. And I happened to encounter the imperial army recruiting troops when I was in pain. And then here we are now.

I am a me who originally wanted to relax in the army, but unexpectedly fell in love with this kind of military life."

Li Nuo clicked his tongue and sighed:

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

"Who says it isn't?" Sergeant Mars and Li Nuo looked at each other and smiled.

Li Nuo suppressed his smile and felt calm in his heart.

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

At this moment, Private Coburn ran over from the camp not far away with a hint of a smirk.

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

"That Pig drank all the nutrients we prepared for him in one go, and now he can't live without the toilet."

Sergeant Mars nodded, "Very good, Cobain, let's return to the team."

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

"How can we allow others to cause trouble in our team? Let Pige monitor the aqua toilets."

Sergeant Mars waved his hand and led the team into the stairwell and boarded the rail train.

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

Mars asked Cobain to use laxatives to distract Pigg. Isn't this a bit reckless?

That Sergeant Piggy was definitely not a good guy at first glance.

Aren't you afraid of Pig's revenge?

Li Nuo thought for a moment, 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 there anyone~~~"

"Is there anyone~~~"

"I need paper~~~"

"Pfft, tsk, tsk... beep, beep, beep..."

A series of wet fart sounds resounded in the smelly dry toilet, followed by whimpering trembling sounds and even weaker shouts.

But it's a pity.

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

The shouts could not travel far, and were completely absorbed by the mottled stone walls and floor tiles.

In addition, now is the time for the army to attack, so basically no one will come to the aqua toilet for a walk.

If nothing else, Piggy will stay here for a long, long time...

the other side.

Sergeant Pym, Pigeon's commander, was in his tent, reading the battle report of Alvin's army.

This report was obtained by Pim from Alvin in the name of cooperating in operations and investigating spies.

It records the battle process, battle damage and material usage on Alvin's side during the process of clearing Tomb No. 1079.

As an MI2 investigator who specializes in reviewing internal affairs of the empire, Sergeant Pym is qualified to know all this.

When he saw Alvin's army recording the "aggregate supplies" and "death supplies" properties of the undead construct, Sergeant Pym's eyes flickered and his face became a little gloomy.

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

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

"How many people does Sergeant Alvin have left to guard the first and second basement levels?"

"Report, there are three teams on the first and second floors respectively."

Sergeant Pym frowned, his eyes under the lenses showing a strange color:

"Just a few people? Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir."

Sergeant Pym had a straight face and waved the guard out.

After he was alone in the tent, Sergeant Pym gritted his teeth and slapped the armrest heavily, his face full of gloom.

"Okay, okay... Gretel, Alvin, you guys really made a good plan... You actually asked me to help you guard the first and second floors of the basement..."

From the perspective of the disciplinary principles of military operations, since Sergeant Pym intervened in this military mission under the pretext of "coordinated operations", and he himself followed Lieutenant Gretel's instructions and stayed in the base camp...

If the base camp is breached by the resurrected undead army, Pim will definitely bear the main responsibility.

Only then did Sergeant Pym realize that he had been tricked by Gretel and Alvin unknowingly...

He took a few deep breaths to control the anger in his chest.

He folded the military report in front of him and put it in the file bag. Then he smoothed the edges of the file bag and placed them in the file folder and arranged them neatly.

"I wonder what the situation is like at Pig's place..." Sergeant Pim muttered and called his guards again:

"guard!"