.As time passed, the light in the conference room gradually darkened. The black tea on the table became cold and hot, and it became hot and cold. The meeting was scheduled to be held at 2 pm. When it was four o'clock, the late officers finally arrived. Even Owo, who had just passed by the women's bathroom and had underwear on his head, was no exception. Only the captain of the artillery brigade could not wait.

Everyone was bored, chatting about themselves, or snoring in a place, and didn't give the meeting host any face at all. This shows how failed the Legion Commander of Fili was. However, if Charlotte was the one who presided over, it would probably not be a bad attitude, but a matter of having to end the meeting on its own.

Seeing that the sun was about to fall to the hill to the west, Feili, who couldn't wait, finally knocked on the table hard, signaling everyone to calm down, then walked to the front of the battle map hanging on the wall with a stub, coughed lightly, and began to speak.

"Everyone is quiet, please help wake Mr. Winnie up. Although there are still people who haven't arrived, they will delay dinner after waiting, so I still announced the beginning of the meeting. The main content of this meeting is the route and logistics supply of our army to the frontier..."

"Sir, sir, it's not good!"

Before Feili finished speaking, a short and stout figure shouted and stumbled in from the door, and was about to run into Feili. He frowned and turned sideways. The reckless intruder could not stop and hit the big hole in the wall. Then he screamed and fell through the cardboard that had just been pasted, and plunged into the bushes outside.

Everyone was covered in black lines, and some couldn't help laughing out loud - who is this? It's too funny.

However, what happened next made everyone laugh.

Because after this funny guy fell into the bush, he ignored the dust and grass leaves on his face, spitting out the soil that fell into his mouth and sat up, and said a petrifying news with a sad face.

"No, no, it's okay. Sir! Some thieves came to our artillery camp to steal things!"

The conference room suddenly became silent, and several people showed unbelievable expressions on their faces: Someone came to the military camp? This thief was too brave!

"It's Vahiri, why are you here now? And what's going on with the land thief?"

Feili thought for a while and then saw clearly that this stupid guy was the captain of the artillery brigade under his command, the old dwarf Vahiri. This guy was originally an old miner who was good at firing cannons and breaking mountains and rocks. Because the navigation trade with the local area was interrupted, his mine was forced to stop production not long ago. As a result, a large number of miners were unemployed, he brought a group of disciples to join the army to serve. Although this old guy was relatively brave, he was successful.

He was diligent and honest, and had been dealing with gunpowder for a lifetime, at least more professional than those recruits who had never even touched guns. In addition, in a trend of pretending to be sick and deserting military service, it was rare to see those who took the initiative to join the army. Chairman Zena then entrusted an important task to promote him to the army lieutenant and be responsible for the newly formed artillery brigade of the Giant Bear Legion. The specific soldiers were mainly composed of miners originally under him. In this way, they could be relatively skilled in cooperation.

"Sir, I...Ouch!" Wahiri reached out to hold the wall and was about to stand up, but unexpectedly he grabbed a piece of cardboard. As a result, because he couldn't bear such weight, the cardboard cracked open with a "hiss". The poor artillery captain's hand was empty and he fell a firm squat.

"Be careful, Lieutenant Vahiri. Don't be anxious. Say it slowly." Feiri walked out of the conference room and pulled the unlucky guy up from the ground, reaching out to pat him on the dust, "What's the specific situation? Did the thief catch it?"

"I... As soon as I saw a thief coming to push the cannon, I escaped to report the news. Go and have a look!"

...Is there anyone who is a soldier like you? I can't even see the cannons in my own camp! Feili looked up and down Vahili's strong body, then looked at the pistol at his waist and the axe behind him, feeling that this guy would not have to hide from the thieves. But with the last hope, he added a question.

"Hey, I said. How many thieves are there in total who come to your camp to steal things?"

"This...is about three or four."

“%…%%####!!!”

The entire artillery brigade had 800 soldiers, and there were more than 1,000 long spears and short spears alone. They were actually scared away by a few little thieves... It was amazing! What a classic atrocity!

To describe Vahiri as a timid mouse, he was an insult to the mouse. Feili was so nervous that she was almost mentally collapsed by the artillery soldiers. She couldn't help but sigh, while the other officers in the conference room couldn't stand up straight.

***

After being disturbed by such a strange thing, the meeting naturally couldn't be held. The furious Feili led a group of laughing officers to the artillery garrison, gathering many outrageous idle people along the way. When she arrived at her destination, even Chairman Zena, who was having a picnic in the suburbs, was alarmed. In order to catch the news, several tabloids followed with shorthand.

At this time, Feili, who had calmed down, had an ominous premonition, but due to the hardships of a group of MPs, civil servants and other local celebrities, they were unable to block the news. They had to bite the bullet and continue moving forward, and prayed that they could catch a group of gangsters to reduce the adverse effects.

Due to the continuous artillery training accidents, they were transferred to a secluded valley not long ago, and were quite a distance from the main corps' base. After walking for nearly half an hour, everyone saw a flat ground newly cleared from the grass and trees. Several rows of tents were scattered crookedly inside and outside the flat ground. There was no figure in the entire camp, including the guardhouse outside. Many tents snore and snorted. When they approached, they smelled the smell of smolder wine. It seemed that these dwarf artillerymen who were temporarily transferred from miners had not developed a sense of discipline, but retained their ancestors' habit of drinking.

There is another open space next to the camp that was not cleaned up, that is the new shooting range of the artillery. Hundreds of various artillery cannons are placed in the bushes in the open air. The thief who had the idea of ​​firing these artillery has not left yet - it seems that he is studying how to drag the cannons away. And their identities and purposes...

"What? Did you get kicked in your head by a donkey? You want to sell our cannons as scrap iron!"

It is said that Feili was killed by Lei just now, but now she is simply killed by Lei. From time to time, there are rumors in the factory that employees colluded with thieves to steal arms privately, but they went to the military camp to steal artillery directly, especially the purpose of stealing is just to sell scrap iron. It is estimated that the possibility of being sent to a mental hospital is higher than that of being sent to a prison.

Now, Feili and a group of officers, civil servants and idle people were standing in front of three ogres tied up, listening to their stuttering explanations in a daze, their minds were confused.

According to the instructions of Captain Vahiri, the bodyguards hired by Feili easily surrounded three bold thieves in the shooting range. After a fight, they were tied to everyone. As a result, they were all ogres "chefs" invited by Bam the day before, holding the "Cooking Guide". Their reasons for crime make everyone feel like they want to rush to the ground. If there is a wall, it is easier to hit the wall. The matter in this new world is really... evil!

"Stealing cannons and selling scrap iron? What guy is this? The colonies are all such fierce people. The Elf Army has been driven into the sea to swim long ago." Chairman Zena curled his lips disdainfully, "Tell me, are you working for Elf spies or arms dealers? How many of these artillery soldiers are your inner supporters? Don't think we are all fools. If you don't say anything now, I will have to treat you with a torture!"

"Miss Beautiful, we really don't know that this is a barracks! There is no post at its door!" The ogre leader with a "Cooking Guide" stuffed in his crotch was snot and tears in the face of the Chairman's questioning, and he was so innocent that he could not be innocent. "We didn't find a job here, and we had no copper plate on our body. On the way back, we saw many iron lumps piled up in the bushes from east to west, and felt that it was a pity that it was damaged by the rain. Then we planned to take some back to sell scrap iron. Besides, we are not unreasonable. If anyone came over and talked, the iron lumps could not be moved randomly. We naturally would not do it randomly."

He pointed to the artillery camp next to him, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "But since we came in here, no one has taken care of him. When I was moving the things, I called out a few times to the tent there. But I still didn't respond, so we thought it was okay to move some iron lumps. Sir, you can't wrongly accuse a good person!"

"You really don't know this is a cannon?" Chairman Zena felt a little unbelievable.

"We are a hardworking man. We really don't know anything about the war land! If we could recognize this as a barracks, how dare we turn it around! We really didn't see what this iron lump is..."

Hearing such a deranged answer, Chairman Zena frowned and used a lie-detection magic to the ogre, which proved that the monster was telling the truth. The beautiful female dark elf's mouth slapped a few unnaturally, as if she would cramp at any time. After a while, she took a deep breath, calmed her mood a little, and then turned her criticism to Vahiri.

"Lt. Wahiri, is it really the same as what he said? What the hell is going on?"

"Sorry, the young men were drinking the stolen wine at noon. When they were about to go to the battlefield, they always had to relax. So they drank a little bit high." Vahiri scratched the sparse hair on his head and smiled foolishly, "When I woke up, I saw three big guys rumbling around the camp, and the young man next to me couldn't wake him up no matter how he called. I was really panicked, so I had to run to the headquarters to ask for help. Unexpectedly, it was a misunderstanding. Since it was a misunderstanding, it would be enough to untie it, haha!"

Do you have the slightest awareness of a soldier? Even if you want to drink the wine, how can you not even leave a guard post? Vahiri's idiot explanation made Feili roll his eyes. He sighed weakly, and a sentence appeared in his mind:

It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s that the world changes too quickly! Even stupid thieves dare to go into the military camp to steal cannons as scrap iron...

***

"From this incident, our army's sentry and the ears of the deaf people seem to be somewhat similar, and the responsibility and courage of some soldiers are indescribable. If it were not three thieves, but elves or terrorists who are currently rampant in the local area, what serious consequences would it have? And the government wants to use the current morale and disciplined soldiers to go north to attack cities and villages and recover lost land, wouldn't it be ridiculous? According to a member of parliament, such weak soldiers are only equipped with decorations of the Governor's Office and the morgue. If they go to the battlefield, they will definitely bring shame to themselves. Only those who have owed their duties and severely ordered training may be restored..."

Local news recordings are very efficient. Only one night later, the report of ogres stealing artillery and selling scrap iron on the front page of the Morning Post. Various comments were overwhelming, mostly harsh rebukes. In front of Chairman Zena's residence, there were even people placing banners to sit quietly and protesting, demanding severe punishment of the relevant responsible persons. Naturally, the commander of the legion was not inseparable. It is estimated that someone would impeach at the mainland meeting soon.

"Dear, don't take the words in the newspaper to your heart. This time it's not all your responsibility." Renee thoughtfully rubbed Feri's shoulders and comforted her warmly, "The training time of the troops is short, the quality of the soldiers is poor, and the level of instructors is not qualified. The mainland parliament intervenes in personnel appointments and removals, and randomly stuffs people into the legion all day long. You are nominally the supreme leader of the legion, but in fact you are subject to restraint everywhere. It's not easy to do this now. Wahiri, wasn't Zena forced in? It's not your responsibility, so don't take it too seriously."

"I actually didn't care much. What they said in the newspaper, as long as they ignored it." Feili shook and put down the newspaper, picked up the porridge and started to have breakfast. "But on the battlefield, the Elf Army would not give me face. Although this counterattack was huge and had a lot of troops, none of them could be fought. The prospects were not very optimistic!"

"But the central government will never allow this side to delay any further. After all, the food shortage over there is already serious." Renee also knew the inside story of the battle very well. "Since we have received this military pay, we should do our best, right?"
Chapter completed!