Orc Tyrant

"We can't save them."

After Tuco finished speaking, he hid in a bunker behind a broken wall.

Trying to rescue these poor people will only cost them to death in vain, and it seems that no one wants to escape or resist, so despite their unbearable heart, the two of them restrained their emotions and kept calm and moved on.

In the end, they reached a river and waded through the waist-deep river smoothly.

The sun is scorching hot at noon, and immersing in the cool river water to relieve the body from the sun makes people feel very happy.

Brandy lowered his head and drank, and at the same time he didn't forget to fill the kettle with water, although he didn't know where it came from or what it was contaminated, especially in the town with green skin.

But no one dared to think too much.

Brandi’s compass told them that the two of them were still moving in the right direction. After a while, the busy noise of Green Skin disappeared again. Tuco thought it was a great place for the probe to go out and check where they were. opportunity.

Fortunately, the walls on both sides of the canal here are slanted and lined with prefabricated rock slabs. These slabs provide an excellent foothold. They can climb to the top and lie on their backs except for their heads. Everything else can be completely hidden below the ground level.

Tuko poked his head out cautiously, and found no signs of enemy activity, and then climbed up, Brandi following him as usual.

As he leaned down and squeezed the carbine, Tuco raised his binoculars.

"Here...a water supply station"

He found a sign nearby indicating that this is a water supply storage warehouse. It is also the same as other houses we have seen in this disaster-stricken town so far. Fighting or the destruction of the green skin caused this building to be devastated. hole.

But there are no dead bodies on the streets here, most of the buildings still have their roofs.

Shoo~~!

Suddenly, a weird bird song came from the water supply station, and Brandi nodded to Tuco, indicating that this was what he heard.

A genius knew how he could distinguish such a whistle that only rangers could use from such a distance, Tuco hesitated for a while, and then also blew the whistle.

The other party responded quickly, he was only one person.

So Brandy and Tuco quickly crossed the canal to the open space of the water station. When they were breathing in the shadows under the eaves, a man walked out of the entangled pipes.

His eyes are hidden under the shadows, and the tan military uniform on his body is covered with a dusty camouflage camouflage suit, but it is somewhat different from the camouflage suit worn by Tuco and Brandi. This is an old fashioned 20 years ago. Disguised.

The sergeant rank can be seen on his sleeve. Instead of wearing a helmet, he replaced it with a sunshade cap. The color of the cap was the same mottled yellowish brown as his uniform, and there was no badge on it.

He was carrying a standard cavalry pistol, but the muzzle did not point at them.

"Santanza, Essex 3rd Cavalry Regiment, retired."

"My name is Tuco, and his name is Brandi, the 5th Infantry Division Reconnaissance Battalion."

After introducing himself, the veteran began to look at them up and down with strange eyes.

"The Fifth Infantry Division, I thought you were finished in Arkham."

"Almost."

"I guess so."

He made a gesture, and several other people walked out of the messy plumbing facilities.

"It's nice to see more living people."

Tuko looked over these people. They were all ragged refugees. Their gun-holding posture showed that they were not trained, so he turned his attention to the retired cavalry.

"We suggest leaving here first. There are a lot of green skins around here."

He pointed to the direction of billowing smoke not far away, and it seemed that the green skins had begun their destructive behavior again.

"Let's go, leave here now, but I am afraid that only the old man, the Holy Father, knows where our next stop is."

Unexpectedly, the group of them did not encounter any trouble on the way back to the refuge. One person had worked in the water supply station and was familiar with the underground water system, so that the small team did not have to worry about meeting the greenskin patrol. .

After everyone's words along the way, the two became more and more aware of the brutal and impulsive nature of Green Skin. The rumored saying that they are as stupid as the rats in the sewer is not entirely correct.

The farther they are from the town, the more relaxed they are, which allows Tuco to calm down and chat with Santanza.

He and his people have been in the nearby wilderness for several weeks, destroying the lonely green-skinned patrols or the supply team of assaulting ass, and doing all the things that make them headaches.

They are all indigenous people who have witnessed the destruction of their hometown and the wreckage of their relatives and friends. It is their own business to disturb the green skin, but as Tuco learned more details from his description, It immediately understood that what they could do was just a drop in the bucket.

What remains here is only a handful of the Ork tribe, even less than one ten thousandth, the main force of Ork and their **** chief are still entrenched in Arkham, and I don't know what they are planning.

"What should you do next?"

After returning to the abandoned horse factory, Tuco asked him.

And he just looked around, obviously considering whether it could be used as a temporary base for repeated attacks on Greenskin.

"Just give up here like this?"

"Here...has been abandoned long ago."

Although this sentence is cruel, Tuco feels that he still needs to save these men who are nostalgic for their homeland.

The faces of those young people turned dark, maybe this is the reality they have really begun to face in the past few weeks, and Santanza is no exception.

"Where are you going?"

He asked, when Brandi leaned over and handed him the water bottle, he subconsciously hid, and the difficult survival of more than a month made him a little nervous.

"Going back behind the defense line and reporting everything you know is much better than waiting to die here."

But to Tuco's surprise, Santanza actually laughed out loud.

"We actually don't know anything. The official didn't even issue any warning before the attack on Green Skin."

"They came too suddenly..."

"Then, I wish you good luck."

Santanza took off his hat, a smile squeezed out of his weather-engraved face, and his gray temples drifted in the wind.

"For my wife and my daughter, I have to kill every green skin I see."

After speaking, he put on his hat again and walked towards the previously hidden shelter with the others.

But after a while he turned around and said to Tuco:

"Forgot to mention. Two days ago, I saw the Harpy escorting many people to the north. Maybe you can detect some important news."

Tuco and Brandi looked at each other, then saluted each other, and the other smiled back.

The two rode on their war horses again, and ran to the north, leaving the devastated town behind.