Chapter 146 Study Hard
Goddamn King Kong walked with heavy steps on the wide streets. These streets made of iron plates and various garbage were extremely solid and stable.
Many orcs walked through the camp, which looked like a chaotic and noisy downtown area.
There were orc vendors selling grilled mushrooms or kebabs on the streets, or fart spirits carrying various metal parts. Those orcs argued with each other, bargaining with their big teeth in their hands. If they couldn't negotiate well, they would raise their fists and fight each other fiercely.
The orcs next to them would not stop this behavior, but would cheer and roar loudly.
Joseph and other people who were pulled by the rope had to bear the first wave of smell from the orc block. The thick breath mixed by millions of orcs could even penetrate their simple gas masks.
Many people couldn't even stand the smell, and they swallowed the digestive matter that was vomited into their mouths, leaving a stinging pain in their throats burned by gastric juice.
More and more orcs noticed the progress of the Golden Hornet. They cheered for him and hit the ground with their axes and guns. It seemed like a welcoming ceremony.
"What should we do?" Diliya was a little nervous, holding the joystick that controlled the Gatling gun in her hand.
"Don't fire, let me deal with them." Lin Fan cleared his throat, making his tone sound like an orc, and then spoke to the loudspeaker, "You stinky boys! Don't block my way! And you! Don't touch my shrimp slaves!"
At Lin Fan's signal, Diliya pointed her iron fist like a crusher at a sneaky fart spirit who was trying to cut the cable that tied Joseph and the others with the broken dagger in his hand.
"Don't dare! Don't dare! Boss!" The fart spirit was scared to death when he saw the huge, bloody crusher-like fist approaching him.
"Being an orc, this is how it should be."
An orc with a fist clasped looked at the Golden Hornet's show of force and sighed like this.
No orcs were busy trying to stop the steps of the King Kong. After all, they were busy with their own things, and you were busy with yours. What they did had nothing to do with you.
The orcs were still thinking about how big and cool the King Kong was, and then they were ready to find a grilled mushroom shop to have a good meal.
"This is really easy. These orcs have no suspicion at all." Diliya was very surprised at the carelessness of the orcs. She thought they would be subject to basic inspection procedures.
Lin Fan felt that the orcs should be like this. After all, the scale of their Waaagh this time was not large, and there were no super warlords like the beasts. Although Uncle Gu was also very fierce, he was still much worse than their predecessors.
When they arrived under the largest flag tower, they saw the shield with a faint glow in front of them. Lin Fan didn't recognize this thing very well. It looked completely different from the void shield, but he remembered that the orcs called the void shield a bubble shield.
Maybe the basic principles of the two things are different?
Lin Fan didn't remember it clearly, but he didn't care about these problems.
There is a circle of tall walls around the flag tower to protect the buildings inside, and the huge rusty iron doors are controlled by the gear transmission structure on both sides.
A large number of armored orcs patrolled the gates and the city walls in teams of more than ten or twenty people. Judging from their serious expressions, they are quite serious.
"I say, what are you guys doing here?" Lin Fan asked the orcs, hoping to get some information or just get away with it.
The orc who looked like the captain stopped patrolling, and the orcs behind him dispersed, holding their guns and anti-tank weapons, ready to attack at any time.
The orcs on the city wall also turned their heads to look at the actions of the King Kong.
The orc captain wore armor covering his torso, a helmet with huge spikes on his head, and an axe with a chainsaw structure in his hand, painted red.
He raised his head and looked at the talking Gomao King Kong with caution: "I see you are not this lump of canned food. With your paint and big bang, I think you came from the repair factory of Kosi."
"That's right, I came from the repair factory of Kosi. Kosi was attacked by shrimps, and he couldn't pay me his salary, so I brought shrimp slaves to join Dajiba."
"Shrimp slaves?" The orc captain poked his head to look behind Gomao King Kong and found that there was indeed a team of ragged shrimps being controlled.
"Then wait a minute, we don't have the authority to do so, I'll go ask the superiors." The orc captain greeted Gomao King Kong and took out a brick-like thing.
"Waagh? Waagh? Can you hear me? This is the gate of the Waagh Flag Tower pro-max-plus x20, the "Laughing Boss, Jiba, Super Boss"."
This crappy name pro-max-plus x20 is OK, but the name of your tower super Boss is really easy to be misunderstood.
The taste of orcs in naming is so strange.
"Ah, there is a bastard King Kong, and the bastard inside wants to surrender to our boss, and he also brought a group of shrimps. Should we let him in?"
"Ah, okay, okay. I understand."
The orc captain seemed to have finished the call, and nodded at the bastard King Kong, "You can go in, but you have to accept the rules of our boss when you go in. Don't shoot everywhere, and don't damage the things inside, but you will have to pay for it!"
"I understand all these principles, but what is the boss you are talking about? Isn't it your boss?"
"We are the Blood Axe Security Team. If you pay us, we will be your security guards, but don't think of being our boss."
Lin Fan indicated that he understood, and asked Dilia to drive the Orc Titan into the open shabby door and into the huge flag tower.
The ground inside was quite clean and tidy. Basically, there was nothing except the welded flat floor. It was completely different from the downtown street outside with potholes, water flowing, and all kinds of garbage.
But the walls on both sides were hung with all kinds of cables and electronic tubes, flashing blue electric sparks from time to time. Many technicians were repairing and debugging the entire tower on the stairs or railings on the walls.
The technicians looked very smart, with a magnifying glass hanging on their noses and wearing a somewhat worn white coat, just like a mad scientist.
The orcs gathered in twos and threes to discuss, sometimes yelling, sometimes thinking, sometimes scolding, sometimes laughing, but no one took action.
The big sign hanging on the top, illuminated by a light bulb, was welded with iron bars to form the following words.
"Welcome to the school of taste and pain, thinking is the first Waaagh! Power - Xiaochang·Laoba."
Orc school is not right, it is the orc university. It seems that these orcs are entering a stage of climbing the power of thinking, which is not easy to deal with.
Lin Fan can only hope that these orcs will not think too much, and turn those strange weapons still on the draft paper into reality to deal with these "social idlers."
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