Orc Tyrant

At the critical juncture when the Ork army was approaching the city, panic spread among the defenders, but this was not directly related to Green Skin, but a case of bizarre disappearances.

Yushkin is already very busy with the deployment of the defense zone. He has no time to take care of the mysterious incidents with many rumors. For this reason, he can only turn to the Shadow King Court, and the opponent quickly responded, and a small team will come. Process this event.

A special team with extremely high authority.

"Mr. Moho, if you are free, I would like to have a brief chat with you."

In the busy logistics camp, Klein took the opportunity to take action, so as to make the outsiders watching his every move mistakenly think that they just happened to walk to the door of the meeting room together.

The gray-haired old miner turned his head to look at him, using his keen mind to quickly figure out the intentions of the man in the night blade uniform, then nodded and made a gesture to dismiss his subordinates.

During this period of time, the figure of Yabane was not uncommon in the barracks. They took on part of the reconnaissance task, and at the same time shared the responsibilities of the military police-of course, their surveillance targets were higher-level officers.

Therefore, the low-level soldiers do not have a particularly big dislike for these eagle dogs in black uniforms-they will not pay attention to the small soldiers.

The officers filed out with the wizards. The battalion commander who held the meeting forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and rushed away. At this time, only Klein and the representatives of the miners were left in the huge conference room.

With the closure of the mine, the miners should have been deported, but in view of the shortage of manpower to construct the fortifications, Yushkin still recruited these workers who are familiar with the terrain and asked them to contribute to the construction of the fortifications.

The miners are also happy to help the legendary general of the empire. No one wants their homeland to be ravaged by greenskins, so despite the hard work, there are still more than 30,000 miners staying in the canyon to help the military improve its fortifications.

But a mysterious incident suddenly made the miners uneasy.

"My lord, what should I do to help you?"

Moho asked carefully.

Ye Blade poured himself a cup of tea, and also poured a cup to the old miner by the way.

After a while, he picked up the cup and sipped his taste carefully, seemingly satisfied. This is rare. Not everyone can accept the taste of oriental leaves.

"Earlier you mentioned that your miner had mysteriously disappeared. Would you mind describing the specific situation?"

Suddenly, a surprised expression flashed across Moho’s gray face. Klein guessed that after being deliberately delayed by the officers here for such a long time, the interest they showed for the first time made him a little bit strange. Unexpected.

"Eighteen people were missing in just over a week. It may sound trivial in front of hundreds of laborers, but believe me, this is a big deal for us miners."

He shrugged.

"Of course, the chiefs don't care about the life and death of the miners at all. They will only show us the old attrition data to perfuse us and comfort us by saying that this is within the acceptable statistical range and there is nothing to worry about."

"So what do you think?"

Klein asked, putting down his teacup.

The old miner took a sip of tea, wanted to sort out his own words, and systematically answered the questions asked by Ye Jian, but the other party stopped him first.

"I want to listen to your instincts, don't be formal, I believe that sometimes human instinct is the powerful judgment of super far-reaching rational thinking."

Moho smiled and looked at Ye Jian with a new attitude of respect.

"That's good, anti-orthogonal interaction is not my strong point."

He took another sip of tea.

"Obviously there is something wrong under the mine, but I don't know what it is."

"In this case, we must find out the truth of the matter."

Ye Jian nodded, the planner beside her had already interrupted the communication with the saint of Shion Io, after listening to their conversation, she nodded thoughtfully.

"We really should take some action."

The planners also agreed. Of course, the old miners could not hear him.

"Absolutely correct. If the trouble is inside us, then no matter how much we build a line of defense outside, it won't help."

"Do you think we will find green leather in these mine tunnels?"

Moho's face turned pale when he thought of this. No matter how he had viewed this issue before, it was obvious that he had never taken Green Skin into consideration.

But Ye Blade shook his head, not quite sure about the answer.

"It's possible, but in my opinion, it's not like their style to sneak a surprise attack and kill only one person at a time."

"And I can't figure out how they got here in a short time."

Io glanced at the pinned defense map on the wall near her seat, and then added.

"It takes at least a week for them to get here from Salt Lake City. If an advance troop kills your miners, they must launch a large-scale offensive within a few days of arrival. This sounds unbelievable. Besides, we There was also no sign of a large-scale army build-up outside the canyon."

"Unless they use some kind of transmission device."

Ye Blade suddenly thought of something, this is the top secret, only a few people know.

"They will use that stuff."

"I wonder if our characterization of this issue is a bit too sloppy?"

Io said thoughtfully:

"In the final analysis, is it possible that this is just a series of unfortunate accidents?"

"There is almost no such possibility."

Moho stood up, staring at the plan on the opposite wall and said.

"These scattered and tortuous lines look like a detailed map of a plate full of noodles. This map shows the network of mine tunnels under our feet. We started digging there many years ago. However, there has never been a similar accident."

"Can you tell us where all the missing miners disappeared?"

Ye Jian asked again, knowing the location of the accident in advance can help them be prepared in advance.

Moho nodded, picked up the pen on the table, and skillfully marked these positions on the map-which made Ye Jian realize that he must have done the same thing before, and undoubtedly wanted to find out these places by himself. Some kind of relationship.

He stared at the crumpled paper, converted these lines into three-dimensional images in his heart, trying to perceive the spatial situation there.

If there is any way to describe the feeling at this time, then it can only be said that the abnormal situation has cleverly hid in his blind corner of thinking.

"Did you find anything?"

Io asked hopefully, she learned from Ye Blade's resume that the spy had a rat-like instinct.

But this time, Ye Blade shook his head.