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- A messy camp, rotting flesh and blood, and mutilated corpses.
And the broken walls that had already collapsed in the fire
This is what Old Tang and the KGB team members saw after crawling for dozens of kilometers in the quagmire of Dustwallow Swamp.
Amidst the nauseating stench, the mosquitoes and flies rising into the sky like a dark cloud, and several six-legged crocodiles slowly sliding away with their rounded bellies, were the only "welcomes" for Old Tang and his party. ¡
Fern Wall Village.
A long-abandoned ogre village.
The fat people in the village who originally lived in this remote and remote area were one of the few ogre clans that defected to the tribal camp. They were also the people who were taken under the command of Beast King Rexxar under the instigation of Old Tang.
It¡¯s just that Beast King Rexxar If I use a literary word to describe it, this famous tribal hero was born to be a prodigal son. The vast jungle and endless wilderness are his unique journey.
Therefore, Lexa, who was born to pursue freedom, was tortured by the piles of paperwork and the annoying trivial matters. He quickly sprouted and once again became a hands-off shopkeeper, leading the animal companions headed by Misha. He and the panda drunkard Lao Chen continued to travel around, and finally left the mess of Fern Wall Village to Lao Tang to deal with the aftermath.
Faced with the strong man who came to his door, Old Tang, who had always made his calculations shrewdly, did not complain. With a wave of his hand, Old Tang moved the tens of thousands of "fat people" who were suffering from cold and hardship in the poor place of Fern Wall Village without any hesitation
So, the Desolate Land¡ªthe once homeland of Haru, now the territory of the centaurs¡ªsoon welcomed a group of notorious new residents¡ªthe ogres!
For those ferocious and savage centaur beasts, is there any more suitable neighbor than these big-eating fat guys who are not scrupulous about food and drink and can never be fed enough?
"However, these are old almanacs from long ago.
In order to bring some bad luck and trouble to the mortal enemy Centaurs, the relocation of Fern Wall Village was already done by the impatient Old Tang two years ago.
But now, this dilapidated village that has been abandoned for two years seems to have welcomed a group of "new tenants" not long ago. And they seem to be a group of extremely vicious "tenants"
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"Investigate the scene and search for information!"
???????????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not ask Alta?r next to him for his opinion and directly took over the command of the KGB.
He didn¡¯t care whether his actions were arrogant or reckless, because the disgusting hell-like scene in the ruins and the abrupt end of clues covering it had already made Old Tang¡¯s face livid.
Old Tang and others relied on the clues left at the kidnapping scene. Find me all the way!
In the eyes of professionals like Alta?r and Cliff Caron. The methods of the "kidnappers" who kidnapped the mission target were not very clever, and they were even amateurish. At least the cover-up and aftermath after hijacking the target mission were not qualified at all. Instead, they left piles of loopholes and details for tracing.
Even though the KGB team has only been established for a short period of time, the number of members and organizational foundation are still far less than that of the famous MI7 in Stormwind City. But exclude the interference of those old and suspicious formations. Tracking the evacuation direction of this complex group of kidnappers is not a difficult task for this capable team.
Especially when the team also has Bear Grylls and Bella Forest Walker, a pair of "foodies"
Although he is a glutton and has a somewhat stubborn personality, he has the ability to find traces in complex terrain. The ability of the foodie duo is definitely the best! Under the guidance and tracking of the two men, Old Tang and the others finally bit the target's tail after trekking for dozens of kilometers.
But who would have thought that such a scene would be in front of him now?
Dead body, dead body, dead body
Looking at the ruins, you can see that they are full of corpses lying on the ground. The robbers were found, but it was obvious that someone moved faster and more decisively than Old Tang and his group!
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"Judging from the degree of decomposition of the body, the time of death was probably two days ago"
Not paying attention to the disgusting scene and the stomach-churning stench, Shurik, the Forsaken thief who works part-time as a "forensic doctor" in the team. After rummaging through the rotting remains of corpses for a long time, he came up with a rough inference.
"The vast majority of the corpses have scars caused by flames. Wellthese ogres also have signs of poisoning in their bodies."
??????????????????????????????????He lowered the dagger from his waist and easily cut open the throat and belly of an ogre. He then dissected the corpse in front of him in a few strokes. The smelly and black internal organs were instantly spread all over the floor.
Even a layman like Old Tang. It is also easy to identify abnormalities in the corpse - signs of toxins invading the internal organs and causing damage.
"Ha, obviously, these stupid big ogres don't know how to pay attention to food hygiene"
On the other side, the troll thief Volar Black Gold smiled and stirred the overturned cauldron in the middle of the road. He added teasingly.
Ignoring the "meal" cooked in the ogre-style iron pot that was obviously made from the body of a humanoid creature, the well-informed black marketeer gently hung it from the wall of the pot with his slender fingers. A slate-grey residue. He put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it, then shrugged and added in a joking tone:
"The food was poisoned. Hey, it seems that this group of kidnappers are not monolithic These fat guys should be the first batch to be plotted by their accomplices during the internal strife."
"Hey, Brother Lovelier, I think you can consider applying some poison on your Xingying's body. This way, next time, Bell and the other two foodies won't try to get rid of those precious bumps of yours. Haha! "
During the conversation, Worrell, who was usually not upright, did not forget to tease his teammates, but what he got in exchange was three neat middle fingers
¡°Guys, come look at this!¡±
Ignoring the laughter of his teammates, the elf pseudonym Emio Davis suddenly interrupted the search operations of his teammates by shouting in his somewhat effeminate accent, attracting everyone's attention. On one's own body.
Ogres, humans, murlocs, Nagas, and even a few strong dragon beasts Under a collapsed house, dozens of corpses of different races retained the appearance of being kneaded together during their lifetimes. , hastily buried under this piece of broken bricks and tiles.
"Hmph, tear down the bridge when crossing the river, kill the donkey by unloading the mill"
Walking to the side of the transvestite, looking at the pile of corpses under the ruins, and recalling some unpleasant experiences in the past, the defected agent Cliff Caron snorted gloomily, kicked his feet and was split in half. The corpse of the Defias thief that died in a miserable state sneered and taunted:
"It's this disgusting trick again!"
"There is no doubt that this internal strife has been planned for a long time. These ogres, Defias thieves, and those murlocs and naga are the abandoned sons and scapegoats thrown out by the planners."
"Humph, no matter who wins in the end, he is quite familiar with this cold and despicable method!"
¡°Bah bang bang!¡±
¡°Wonderful analysis. It¡¯s such an unexpected pleasure to meet you here¡±
Cliff Caron just finished speaking. Three crisp claps, accompanied by a burst of erratic words, suddenly sounded from the sparse bushes outside the ruins.
The next second, dozens of figures dressed in black and holding short crossbows rushed out from all directions, and in an instant they surrounded the KGB team. The poisoned crossbow arrows were black and pointed directly at everyone's throats from all angles
And until now. The owner of the voice¡ªa handsome and upright human assassin¡ªwalked out of the team and walked forward, staring at Cliff Caron with cold eyes, and said in a conspiratorial tone:
"Long time no see, Cliff."
"Matias Shore!"
After distinguishing the face of the visitor, the KGB deputy team, who had always been calm and restrained, now had eyes spitting fire. Gritting his teeth, he roared out the name of Azeroth's biggest intelligence chief.
Cliff Caron, who looked like he was seeing an enemy of life and death, took out the two daggers on his waist in an instant and then stepped forward. The tauren hunter Rovelil Thunderhorn standing next to him barely managed to stop the deputy who was obviously in a violent state.
"Don't be so impulsive, old man!"
Taking a joking look at his former subordinate who had finally regained his composure with the help of his teammates, Shore's lips curved into a mocking smile, and he said nonchalantly: "We have plenty of time to deal with the debt of the defected organization. Calculate."
"Perhaps your wanted order will be removed from the list today."
"I just didn't expectyou would actually be together with a group of barbaric tribes!"
When someone quietly touched the nearby KGB agents, they all looked shocked at the sudden change. They immediately drew their weapons and stood in groups of two back to back, assuming a fighting posture and preparing to face the enemy. And heard Xiaoer's words full of ridicule and disdain. All the KGB team members glared at the intelligence chief!
And at this moment
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"
Three crisp sounds of gold and iron chiming in succession reached everyone¡¯s ears.
In a moment, Mathias Shore and another white-clothed figure suddenly appeared, and they had three dangerous encounters while flashing around.
Mathias Shore, who looked relaxed and at ease before, now looked solemnly at the blood elf thief opposite who almost killed him.
"My ability is ordinary, but my tone is bad."
With his handsome face hidden under a gray-white linen cloak, Alta?r, the captain of the KGB team, slowly retracted the hidden sword under the cloak. He commented disdainfully in an indifferent tone. As for the black-clothed assassins who were on alert around them, they were ignored by this blood elf assassin with superb reach and unruly temperament
"Who do I think I amspeaking so wildly"
Just when the tension was rising in the field, another deep, rich but lazy voice came from behind a pile of corpses, breaking the atmosphere in the field where the gun could go off if not careful.
You can hear this familiar voice. Mathias Shore, the intelligence chief, suddenly stiffened.
Old Tang was squatting behind a pile of corpses, searching for information, but was unexpectedly ignored. He slowly straightened up his burly and oppressive body, folded his arms and looked at the intelligence chief with a gloomy face not far away, and greeted him in a mocking tone:
"Mathias Shorehow dare you show up in front of me?"
¡°You really don¡¯t have a long memory!¡±^-^^-^
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