This almost frightened Rozim out of his wits. He jumped up quickly and pulled out his pistol.
Suddenly, a green, wretched, and skinny guy emerged from the bushes.
It was wearing a dirty chef's apron and a hat with two holes on its head.
"Are you the boss of Panjie?"
Rozim blinked and immediately realized who the other party was.
"Are you that Sha...what?"
"Sandfall!"
"Oh, here, you ordered a hundred pieces of sushi."
Rozim immediately carried the box up.
"My reward."
"Don't worry, you...come with me first."
Soon, the greenskin cook took Rozim to a lively greenskin camp. On the way, he also introduced him to the creature that had just attacked him. It was a beast raised by the greenskins, which could be called a squig.
, but they themselves are generally called jump jumps.
The status of this kind of thing is similar to that of cats and dogs in human society, but it is more ferocious and savage, and the green boys do not have much awareness of domestication, and most of the time they are free range.
As soon as he entered the camp, Rozim saw a large number of greenskins and grts, as well as various war machines stationed there, especially those huge war machines comparable to Titans.
Those towering machines were parked at the outermost edge of the camp, surrounded by fences in the garbage pit and the workshop where the nervous boy lived. Behind it were trees and smelly jungle mud. This was not an optimistic place for war machines.
But the builders don't seem to care.
No one dared to embarrass Rozim who was led by the warlord cook along the way, but he also noticed some malicious looks, especially some blue guys.
This group of guys is very special. Their long teeth are inlaid with gold tips, but the metal has some impurities, which looks like dishonesty. At the same time, their faces are painted blue, their arms and hands are blue, and their scalps also show off different shapes.
The wig has a scooter top, and it's also blue.
Their jackets are all blue, as are their backs, which are also painted with horned skulls.
In fact, the greenskins only had a few patches of oddly worn ork green skin that were not blue, as well as their eyes, the rest of which were blue.
Moreover, Rozim always felt that their eyes were like those of farts, so thief-like that he couldn't help but want to close his pockets.
After asking the warlord and the cook, Rozim found out that those blue-faced ghosts were all members of the Deathskull clan.
Although greenskins have no bloodline, they can be roughly divided into several clans based on their behaviors and personalities, namely Gao Fu, Evil Sun, Snake Bite, Death Skull, Blood Axe, and Bad Moon.
The special thing about the Deathskull clan is that most of them are scavengers and plunderers. They like to pick up rags. They follow the principle of being a bastard and don't take advantage of it. They rely on deception for almost everything. If they can borrow it, they will never exchange it. If they can borrow it, they will never exchange it.
If you steal it, you will never borrow it, so like the Blood Ax, it is looked down upon by other clans.
But on the other hand, these greenskins are first-rate at digging through rags on the battlefield and magically modifying all kinds of big gadgets.
The boss of the Deathskull clan never restricts his boys from plundering. Sweeper trucks are the most popular gadgets among the Deathskull boys. They will drag back damaged tanks, transport ships filled with armor, and various large aircraft.
, the Dead Skull boys will break them down and modify them into various exciting gadgets, so the Dead Skull clan will often have outstanding engineers, the so-called mechanics and technical masters.
Bonecrusher was able to obtain such a huge amount of war machines in such a short period of time because he had an unusually large number of boys from the Deathskull clan under his command. Even though he was a boss from the Gough clan, it did not prevent him from using it.
The power of these blue-faced ghosts.
The scale of this camp is exaggeratedly large. Rozim visually estimated that it is at least half of the bottom deck of Unbound Soul, enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands or even millions of greenskins.
However, such a huge camp cannot be detected from the air. Although there is a reason for the shadow season, I think the greenskins should also have their own concealment methods.
Thinking of this, Rozim felt that the coordinate locator on his belt was as hot as coal - if he had the chance to send the coordinates, then perhaps a precise orbital bombing could end this war.
The premise is that he can be sent out alive.
In fact, he didn't want to come at all, but the damn cook told him that he had been discovered by the scouts. If the warlord cook didn't lead the way, he would probably face countless greenskins chasing him.
As a last resort, he could only bite the bullet and follow the other party to this beastly hell.
Along the way, he noticed that although the boys were noisy and fighting, there was one area that he absolutely did not dare to approach——
Because of the last failure, Bonecrusher's temper has become very bad, his appetite has also become very bad, and hundreds of grunts have been trampled to death by him for serving food.
"You did it?"
Looking at the box in front of him, Bonebreaker's small red eyes showed suspicion.
He was like a mountain of muscle and steel, sitting on his throne. If he stood up, Rozim had no doubt that this guy might be four meters tall.
This is the biggest greenskin he has ever seen in his life!
"Hmm..."
Rozim responded vaguely, trying his best not to let his poor Occitan language be discovered.
"I am healthy."
Bonecrusher asked Grotto open the box and took out plates of colorful food made from certain grains and meats.
"Looks pretty good."
Nodding, the warlord was about to stretch out his hand, but suddenly stopped.
"Oh, wait, I remember you said there were mushrooms? Where were they?"
Bonecrusher looked at his cook. The guy craned his neck to take a look, and then took out a dirty list.
"Yeah, I ordered the mushroom flavor."
The two beasts turned their attention to Rozim at the same time, which made the Astral Knights chapter chef break into a cold sweat with fear.
Of course there is mushroom flavor, but it's all in the stomach. He still doesn't understand why he eats that flavor...
"Uh... maybe... that's all."
"No, no, I just want it to eat the mushroom flavor."
"There should be some..."
"where?"
Just when Rozim was in great embarrassment, Bonecrusher grabbed the plate, raised his head and swept away the food on it.
"Hmm...it tastes...not bad...not bad..."
After that, he picked up another plate.
In just three minutes, all one hundred portions were eaten.
"The food you make tastes good. Please follow me from now on."
"ah?"
"have opinions?"
Bonebreaker's eyes widened, and his anger was already visible to the naked eye.
"No...no, I saw the bottom of your pants was dirty, boss, and wanted to remind you."
"Wrong, it's camouflage."
"Well....."
"If you provide good service, boss, I will reward you."
With that said, Bonebreaker waved his hand, and the Goons immediately came up carrying a large box of gold, silver and jewelry.
Rozim looked at the pile of blood-stained wealth and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.