This almost scared Rozim's soul away. He jumped up and pulled out his pistol.
But a green, vulgar, skinny guy emerged from the bushes.
It was wearing a dirty chef's apron and a hat with two holes on its head.
"Is it the boss of the Panjie?"
Rozim blinked and immediately realized who the other party was.
"You are that sand...what?"
"Sand sink!"
"Oh, here, you ordered a hundred sushi outside."
Rozim immediately lifted the box up.
"My reward."
"Don't worry, you...you come with me first."
Soon, the green-skinned chef took Rozim to a lively green-skinned camp. On the way, the other party introduced him to the creature that had just attacked him. It was a wild beast raised by the green-skinned people. It can be called Sgug, but they themselves are generally called Tiaotiao.
The status of this kind of thing is similar to that of cats and dogs in human society, but it is more cruel and barbaric. Moreover, the green-skinned boys do not have much sense of domestication, and most of the time they are in a state of stocking.
As soon as he entered the camp, Rozim saw a large number of green skins and fucks, and various war machines were stationed, especially those huge war machines comparable to Titans.
The towering machinery stopped at the outermost part of the camp, surrounded by fences in the workshop where the garbage pits and the nerve-boy lived, behind it was trees and foul-stenched mud from the woods. This was not an optimistic place for the war machine, but the builders didn't seem to care much.
No boy dared to make things difficult for Rozim, who was taken by the warlord chef, along the way, but he also noticed some malicious gazes, especially some blue guys.
These guys are very special, with their teeth inlaid with gold tips, but some metallic impurities, which look like dishonest. At the same time, their faces are painted blue, their arms and hands are blue, and their scalp also shows off wigs with different shapes, and they are also blue.
Including their jackets, they are all blue, and they are coated with horned skeletons.
In fact, there were only a few pieces of Oak green that showed strangely worn skins. The skin was not blue, and the eyes were all blue.
And Rozim always felt that their eyes were like sluts and terrifying, which made him involuntarily want to cover his pockets.
After asking the warlord chef, Rozim realized that the blue-faced ghosts were all part of the dead clan.
Although there is no unified theory of bloodline, it can be roughly divided into several clans according to their behavior and personality, namely Goff, Evil Sun, Snake Bite, Dead Skull, Blood Axe, and Bad Moon.
What's special about the dead clan is that most of them are scavengers and plunderers. They like to pick up rags and follow the principle of not taking advantage of them. Almost everything is cheated by cheating. They will never exchange if they can borrow them, and they will never borrow them if they can steal them. Therefore, they are looked down upon by other clans like the Blood Axe.
But on the other hand, these green skins have the ability to turn rags on the battlefield and transform all kinds of big things in magic.
The boss of the Dead Clan never restricts his men from plundering. Sweepers are the most popular things among Dead Clan. The bombed tanks, the transport ships filled with iron armor, and various large aircraft will be dragged back by them. The Dead Clan will break them down and transform them into various powerful big things. Therefore, the Dead Clan often has outstanding engineers, the so-called technicians and technicians.
The Bone Brokener was able to obtain such a huge number of war machines in such a short time because the number of boys in the dead clan under his command was extremely large. Although he was a boss from the Gough clan, it did not prevent him from using the power of these blue-faced ghosts.
The camp is exaggerated in size, and Rozim is visually estimated to be at least half of the base deck of the Soul Unbound, enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands or even millions of green skins.
But such a huge camp cannot be detected from the air. Although there are shadow season reasons, I think Greenskin should also have its own hidden means.
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 out, perhaps a precise orbital bombardment could end the war.
The premise is that he can send it out alive.
In fact, he didn't want to come at all, but the damn chef told him that he had been discovered by the scouts. If there were no warlord chefs leading the way, they would probably face countless green-skinned hunts in the future.
As a last resort, he could only follow the other party to the beast hell.
Along the way, he noticed that despite the quarrels and fights, there was an area that he absolutely dared not approach—
Because of the last failure, the bone-breaker's temper became very bad and his appetite became very bad. Hundreds of fart sperm were already trampled to death by him because of serving food.
"What did you do?"
Looking at the box in front of him, the little red eyes of the bone-breaker revealed a gaze of suspicion.
He was like a mountain of muscles 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 green skin he has ever seen in his life!
"Yeah......"
After responding vaguely, Rozim tried not to let his poor Oak language be discovered.
"I Kang Kang."
The bone crusher asked the fart sperm to open the box and took out the plates of colorful food made of some kind of grain and meat.
“It looks pretty good.”
Nodded, the warlord was about to reach out, but suddenly stopped.
"Oh, wait, I remember you didn't say there were mushrooms? Where did you go?"
The Bone Broken Man looked at his cook, the guy stretched his neck and took out another dirty list.
"Yes, I ordered the mushroom flavor."
The two beasts turned their eyes to Rozim at the same time, which scared the leader of the battle group of the Knights of the Star Realm so much that they were sweating.
Of course, it smells like mushrooms, but it's all in his stomach. He doesn't understand why he eats that flavor...
"Uh... maybe...this is the only one."
"No, right, I just want it for the mushroom flavor."
"It should be..."
“Where?”
Just when Rozim was in a state of embarrassment, the Bone Broken Man grabbed the plate and raised his head to sweep away the food on it.
"Mmmmmmmmm... Taste... good... good..."
Afterwards, he picked up another plate.
In just three minutes, one hundred servings were eaten up.
"What you made tastes good, follow me in the future."
"ah?"
“Have any opinions?”
The bone-breaker widened his eyes, and anger was visible to the naked eye.
"No...No, I saw that your pants are dirty under your head, and I want to remind you."
"It's wrong, it's camouflage."
"Well....."
"Serve well, I have a reward for my boss."
As he said that, the bone-breaker waved his hand and the farts immediately carried a large box of gold, silver and jewelry.
Rozim looked at the pile of blood-stained wealth and couldn't help swallowing.