Chapter 54 The Bosses’ Thoughts

Since One-Eye was defeated by the bosses of Xiami, the collective strength of the entire greenskin tribe has declined a lot. Although Irontooth is strong, he was still injured by the group attack of the fourth row of the Star Army.

In the eyes of the greenskins, they would not consider the enemies faced by the two war leaders as elite troops among humans. They felt that Irontooth and One-Eye were no longer suitable to rule the entire orc tribe, and there were too many places in the huge city of Kalu that were not used by the greenskins. Those iron, food, and human corpses were all rare treasures.

But Irontooth kept begging the bosses to stay put to prevent humans from attacking One-Eye.

Treasures could not be obtained, and Waaagh could not be re-started in a short time. The dissatisfaction of the orcs gradually accumulated. In the past, at the suggestion of some bosses, the big orcs gathered together.

They were all powerful leaders of the orc tribe, such as Ming, who became the guards or assault troops of One-Eye. They liked that position very much, but the orcs who had tasted the taste of power would find it difficult to give up the opportunity to enslave such a large tribe.

Restless, restless, in the room of a poor Lingke boy, the psychopath was knocked unconscious by the bosses and tied to one side. The once powerful giant orcs huddled beside the crude promethium lamp made by the orcs, and started a meeting around a mushroom table and a bunch of furry statues around them.

It must be said that their aesthetics are similar to those of the top leaders of the Astra Militarum... The Astra Militarum is in the holy room, and they are in the faith storage room of Lingke boy.

The boss with the big click spoke in low Gothic Hanxuan. "I don't like One-Eye. He's evasive, stupid, and unbeatable."

He should be the one called the Big Gun Boss or the Dirty Gun Boss. Of course, the best way to identify whether an orc is a big boss is to smell it. Their smell can spread thousands of miles...

The orc on the other side of his table is the special warfare boss. If One-Eye is there, he will recognize him. Then he is one of the special warfare boys who followed him at the beginning. Ru Ming has become a big boss. Although he is loyal on the surface, he has already thought of replacing One-Eye in his heart.

For orcs, betrayal is commonplace.

"No, no, One-Eye is weak, but Iron Teeth is still strong. I think I have a plan."

The special warfare boss patted his legs, and several special warfare boys came over carrying an iron cage. The damn squeaking thing trapped dozens of humans, to be precise, Catachan humans.

The loyal elites of the Empire did not leave the mortal world, but were captured by the disgusting orcs, their arms and legs were tied, their mouths were stuffed with food with forced enlargement equipment, and they were raised like pigs. What a shame! If the Catachans had the power to resist the orcs, they would have drawn their guns and shot, and then cut their throats with their own blades.

But a lot of iron chains fixed them tightly, and their heads were also tied with a lot of soft cloth, so they could not commit suicide.

Even so, the other bosses saw that group of humans and their hair stood up. They were all born as beastmen in the tribe, and most of them had been disturbed by the power of Catachan, which was definitely not good.

The big gun boss immediately took out his weapon. "What am I doing with those shrimps there?!"

The special warfare boss smiled lightly, and that smile was learned from his boss, the one-eyed scary smile, and then took out dozens of Catachan blades from his tactical backpack.

Of course, there are more knives than Catachans. In fact, those Catachans are now extremely envious of their brothers who died in the war, rather than being as humiliated as them.

But even so, when the Catachans saw the knives they regarded as their lives being placed in the greenskins' creations, they immediately used all their strength, like wild animals ramming into the cage, even if the bones were dislocated and the skin was ulcerated, it didn't matter. They wanted to get those things. It was not only a symbol of their own life, but also honor, and even the souls of their comrades.

Falling into the greenskins' legs was like falling into hell. The Catachans couldn't accept it, couldn't accept it!

The violent collision scared the bosses. They felt that those crazy shrimps were rushing out and killing them with various weapons.

They were not afraid of death, but they had such a big ideal, so many waaagh, and they were very unfulfilled, but they wanted to die in the body of those sneaky shrimps?

The special warfare boss patted his legs, and the boys pushed the cage away. Then he picked up a beautiful Catachan blade. In fact, he had that plan for a long time, and originally intended to use it on the one-eyed man.

Killing with a borrowed knife, should it be okay to describe it that way?

He thought about it. "If I release those shrimps, they will definitely commit suicide immediately, but he doesn't want them to die with such a good prop immediately..."

The other bosses asked in unison. "What should I do?!"

Then the special warfare boss stroked the blades. "If the souls of Catachan shrimps are placed in the one-eyed man's room, and the process is discovered by those Catachans, and the boy's "accident" gives them a chance to leave, and "accidentally", the weapons are stored next to them..."

The other bosses swallowed their saliva, which was equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain, but in the face of the fear of the iron teeth, they had to use conspiracy and tricks, but there were still many guys with backbones. About one-third of the green-skinned bosses announced their withdrawal immediately after hearing the details.

But as soon as they turned around, the silenced greenskins' explosive leg guns smashed the back of their defenseless heads.

It was the masterpiece of the special forces boys, but those green-skinned bosses were still alive. They were too strong and would not die even if they were attacked silently. They were shouting, but they forgot one thing.

The meeting was held there because Lingke was excluded by the tribe. It was very remote, and it was normal for Lingke to make strange noises. The calls of the bosses were naturally ignored, and the boys felt a little strange. Why would Lingke be so noisy tomorrow?

Then they continued to work.

The special forces boss pulled out his blade, cut open the heads of the orcs one by one, took out the brains inside, and then soaked them in fresh-keeping liquid with interest.

It was his personal hobby. A large number of brains were stored in his tactical backpack, including those of humans, orcs, and small alien races (titanium). When other bosses saw this, even the orcs were sweating.

The special forces boss asked. "Do you really want to quit?"

The other orcs shook their heads.

"Very good, he announced, the operation begins, code name, borrow a knife to kill the leader!"

A cold voice came out of his body, and the other bosses saw vague, illusory, blue feathers from behind the special warfare boy...

They blinked in disbelief, but found that those things were suddenly dissipated by a green light, as if it was an illusion, and the voice of the special warfare boss became orcish again.

"What are you doing, I said, work!"

Big Birdman: He likes the one-eyed one so much, can he get some orc specialties, the conspiracy is arranged!

Brother Mao: I fart!

Birdman: Hehehe, how about it?

Brother Go (beating hard)

Birdman: Spare my life! He can't do it!

Silver Sun (Ling Ke beats)

Birdman: Ah, he's gone! (referring to the rebirth of the subspace)