Chapter 635: Agreement reached
Meck sniffed, with no expression on his face.
“Oh, that means we have to follow your command, right?”
Yarek can understand the other party’s worries. These people are always licking blood, conspiracy and betrayal. It is even more commonplace. For them, controlling power is everything.
He imagined how he would feel if he was forced to leave the army to someone else, so he could understand Meck's anxiety.
The two of them sat under the pergola with their feet raised high, enjoying this extremely long afternoon.
Not far away, some gang members were playing a very popular game called Blood Bowl football, a way to waste time.
Suddenly, a shirtless strong man ran up the slope. The strenuous exercise made his face flushed and he was sweating profusely.
Then he saluted the two people who were lazily reclining on the recliner. Yarrick judged from the calloused hands and scars on the body that this was a man who had experienced many battles. As a thug, even with bare hands, he can beat seven or eight losers in the military camp.
“Boss!”
"Okay, Sebi."
Meck turned his head and looked at Yarrick.
"Shall we make a bet?"
Yarek glanced at the rugby ball. It had some damage and was not very complete.
“I bet on the red team.”
Yarrick said with a smile, the red team was the team of the strong men in front of him.
The strong man immediately turned back to the hot sand in front, panting heavily, and bent down to look at the football on the ground.
With a whistle, the strong men slammed together and pushed each other, but the strong man before had already held the ball and flew through the crowd.
Arik never thought he could run so fast.
"Red team, score one point."
"Go have a drink, Sebi."
Meck waved his hand, and the strong man ran to the side excitedly and got himself a glass of cold wine.
After that, the boss of the Blood Hook Gang took out some more powder from the golden box and sucked it on, leaned back in his chair, and sighed.
"Brother, how certain are you that you can defend the city."
Arik turned his head and looked at it from a close distance. Meck's face looked like a monkey, with a large forehead, wide lips, and flat lips. The nose, the dark forehead is high, the long black hair is braided down to the back like a waterfall, and the lumps embedded with fragments on his throat and chest are hard to ignore. Those wart-like tissues are very Especially, it looks like I have a goiter.
There might be some kind of biologically modified organ inside, or it might be the result of Meck's long-term use of drugs.
"Honestly, it's a long shot."
"Then why don't you run? Just like that Lieutenant General Ralph."
What Meck said Lieutenant General Ralph was actually the actual commander of the Hades Hive, but after the news of the fiasco in the Ashes Plains came, this guy fled the city privately on the pretext of being unwell and waited for Alec to find him. By the time he arrived, this guy had already flown to the subcontinent.
It was precisely in this way that the command fell on Yaric's shoulders.
After a short break, another game started, and the red team won again.
"Red team, score one point."
But now the focus of the two is no longer on the game.
"This is my duty. Once I put on that political commissar uniform, my life can only be used to fight against the enemies of the empire and protect the people of the emperor."
"Then Is the uniform comfortable to wear? ”
"It's uncomfortable, it's heavy, it doesn't block the wind, and it's easy to absorb bullets on the battlefield."
"But you still wear it all day long."
"Duty."< br>
Meck shook his head and sighed:
“I still can’t understand it. We are indeed people from two worlds.”
"So what's your answer?"
"I think."
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.
“You have too much free time on your hands.”
Arui just turned his head, and Meike jumped up from his lounge chair, one with a mohawk and wearing The man in the spiked leather jacket just stood in the shadow of the pergola, smiling.
"Moise, you old bastard!"
Meck stepped forward and hugged the man.
"Why are you late today?"
"Something happened on the road, the greenskins are coming, and the whole hive is in panic."
Being called Moise's man answered with a smile, and Yarrick quickly recognized him. He was the boss of the Dingo Gang - a group of guys famous for smuggling illegal electronic equipment.
"This is the political commissar I introduced, Yarick."
Meck pointed at the political commissar who had just stood up.
"Of course, I've heard of it, a political commissar who kills at eleven."
Yarek just shrugged his shoulders.
“I don’t think this should be new news to you.”
At this time, Meck brought another cup.
“A drink?”
“Oh, okay.” Moise sat on the chair, his armor covered with dust, and then took off his cloak and weapons bring.
“There is a game here, is there any gambling?”
"Of course."
"Did you deposit money?"
"There is money and there is wine."
Meck said, pouring a glass for his old friend , a big smile appeared on Moise's face.
“Who wins now?”
"Me."
Yarek was a little confused, but his face remained calm.
Moise readily took out his wallet.
"One hundred dollars, bet on the blue team to win."
Yarrick turned his attention to Meck.
"I didn't know you called other friends."
"Of course, I just remembered it. After all, Moise is also involved in this, right?"
Hearing myself name, the leader of the Wild Dog Gang took his eyes away from the game.
"One Eye, what did you talk about with Commissar Yarick?"
"The greenskins are coming, and Commissar Yaric wants us to accept his command and help him defend the hive."
"It's also to help yourselves."
Yarrick corrected him immediately.
Moise touched his stubble-covered chin and looked at Yarrick carefully again.
"I heard that the greenskins who came this time are very fierce. Many people died in the Ashes Plains, and even that shit governor ran away. Even if we are all involved, can we hold on?"
< br>“It’s not too late to work hard.”
"This is not what a confident commander should say."
"Tell the truth."
"To be honest, I don't like greenskins either, although I have never seen them. , but I remember my mother said when I was little, aliens are the only things in the world that are worse than my alcoholic dad, what about you?"
"Me? I had a dream last night. "
Meck said with a smile:
"I dreamed that the green skin broke into my doghouse. Although it was dirty, rotten, and disgusting, I didn't want to leave it all the time, but it was my home. No matter how worthless it was, it was not the place for these rubbish to run wild. place, so I gave them a good beating."
After saying that, the leader of the Bloodhook Gang looked at Yaric.
"Political Commissar, I think you are satisfied with this answer?"
A sincere smile appeared on Yarick's face.
“Of course.”
At the last minute, the red team still won the game, Moise lost his 100 yuan, and Yaric used the money to buy drinks for both teams.
“But to win this war, it takes more than just one person.”
After completing the first goal, Yarick immediately set off towards the second goal, while the two gang bosses Showing some confusion.
“What else are you missing?”
“In the best case scenario, we can slow down the greenskin offensive and turn it into a war of attrition and siege until reinforcements arrive, but this Everything needs a foundation.”
Meck thought for a few seconds and suddenly realized something.
“Food.”
“Yes, Hades basically does not produce food. Most of the time, it relies on imports. The only food processing plants are controlled by Florent Vey. Sir Bu's hand."
Hearing the last name, the two gang bosses seemed a little uncomfortable.
Yarrick could see it at a glance. He smiled and put his hands on the shoulders of the two bosses.
"I know that Sir Webb is your boss behind the scenes, and you actually work for him in your smuggling business."
Moise sighed lightly.
“To do this kind of business, what else can we do besides being the white gloves of those people.”
“Then maybe your opportunity has come——”
< br>Arik lowered his voice.
"Tomorrow morning, I will go to Sir Webb's mansion to discuss the issue of food and supplies with him. If he is sensible, that is all. If he is not sensible, I hope you can help me."
The two were stunned for a moment, and then Meike stared at Yarrick with a sly smile on his face.
“Aren’t you afraid of us snitching?”
“In the future, we will all be comrades fighting against the greenskins, and we will have to leave each other’s backs, so I don’t doubt it.”
< br>Meck and Moise looked at each other, then nodded at the same time.
"Then it's up to you, Political Commissar Yarick."
"Okay, that's it for today. You two will also contact the remaining gangs later. The conditions I offered are still the same. Now we are all in the same boat, Mr. Moise, you seem to have some relationship with the Plumbers Association. I hope they can also join the defense. I will talk to their leader when I have time." br>
“No problem, I’ll cover it.”
Today’s limit is free
(End of this chapter)