My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1494 - 503. The Spring of Construction Dog - The Impregnable Fortress of the Samoyed_2

Chapter 1494: 503. The Spring of Construction Dog - The Impregnable Fortress of the Samoyed_2

Marcus hastily said, Samoyed shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Well, Little Horse, maybe you need to fight for fun in games, but I’m different. Walking on construction sites and watching the bunkers and defenses I designed rise from the ground one by one, it’s a kind of irresistible interest and satisfaction for an architect.

What fun is there in building fancy villas and office buildings for big bosses compared to leading thousands of people here to build military defenses?"

He laughed heartily and said:

"Honestly, I can’t wait to see those Wolf People come and then crash headlong in front of the impregnable defenses I designed myself. Ah, what a wonderful scene that would be."

"Oh, I see, you must be an avid tower defense player."

Marcus squinting his eyes said:

"You like to watch the towers you design kill those carrot thieves, right?"

"Hey, you’re actually quite talented."

Samoyed didn’t deny it and hummed, saying:

"Besides, our brothers will have to fight the Wolf People here at this defense line later. If I can’t ensure that everything goes according to plan, wouldn’t I be sending my brothers into a deadly situation? I don’t mind being tired now, I’ll have my share of credit when we win later.

Unlike Old Chen who likes to build cities and my two juniors, I love this ’War Architect’ job.

The Black Disaster has only just begun, wherever our army sweeps to in the future, my fortresses will be built there!"

"Awesome! Big bro, you are my idol."

Marcus kept giving thumbs up beside him, but as they neared the camp, he apologized and sneakily rode his horse to one side.

Curious, Samoyed Syria took out his binoculars to look in the direction where Marcus had left, and to his surprise, saw him chatting and patrolling around shoulder to shoulder with a Northern Cavalry Lieutenant.

She was a dangerously beautiful "Northerner sister" with a thin waist and long legs!

If Samoyed Syria remembered correctly, that Cavalry Lieutenant was one of the commanders under Count Bai of White Mountain, overseeing a hundred guards stationed at the labor camp to maintain order.

This girl has a nice name, "Misha," and she particularly loves sneaking into the worker’s cafeteria to find "Otherworldly Oden" and "Flying Sky Wine" for a feast.

"Ah, so it is, young people can’t move on once they see their 2D waifu."

Samoyed put on a mocking smile, heh-heh-heh, returned the binoculars, and touched his slightly balding head, muttering to himself:

"It’s just that big bro has passed that restless age, otherwise how could I resist indulging a bit here? I’m in charge of thousands of people here, I’m like a high-ranking bureaucrat.

Tsk tsk, used to being the decision-maker here, it’s really hard to endure being a nobody in the crappy office of the real company.

If it weren’t for a whole family to support, I’d have quit this damn job long ago."

With such grumbling, Samoyed Syria rode his horse back to the labor camp he managed. As he entered the gate, the four sentries standing guard saluted him with their rifles, and three secretaries in charge of the camp gathered to report to him.

However, there were urgent matters to handle now, and Samoyed Syria dismissed the crowd surrounding him, straightened his architect’s uniform, and walked into the camp office with his measuring staff in hand.

Right in front of him, he saw a dwarf standing on a chair, carefully examining the Maginot Line design map held down by a large piece of glass.

"Hey! That’s military secret! If you’ve seen it, don’t think about leaving here."

Samoyed Syria shouted.

The Calculating Pearl perfectly translated his speech and emotion into Transylvanian language, and the Dwarf Priest looking at the design lifted his head, rolled his eyes, and complained:

"I’ve been assigned here for at least half a year! What’s the big deal with looking at one map? Besides, how would I know where to apply the Earth’s blessing to these structures without looking at the map! You humans are stupid. Did you draw this map?

Hmph, barely comparable to a ten-year apprentice at our Gaia Temple. Come on, explain to me what these markings on this map are for?

Why did you design the underground facility’s drainage system this way?

How is the ventilation system ensured to operate?

And managing at least five underground levels with such complex partitions, how do you ensure the strength of the main structure?"

"Fuck!"

Having been rhetorically hit back, Samoyed was at a loss for words, thinking that these dwarves are indeed like firecrackers, easily explosive.

But this fellow wearing a mud-yellow priest robe, with a big beard, and odd tattoos on his forehead and cheeks, was quite skilled; he hit right on the crucial points.

Samoyed moved forward, pointed at the design map, and explained a few things to the dwarf, who listened and pondered. After a moment, he took out a special marker pen and made several marks on the glass in front of him, saying:

"These areas need to be reinforced with Earth’s blessing, otherwise once the Wolf People use the Fossil into Mud spell, your fortress will collapse completely.

Also, you need to mark out the areas you’re focusing on defending, each brick of these critical fortifications need to be engraved with Runes to ensure they won’t be too severely damaged under a large-scale Spiritual Energy bombardment."

"Of course, that’s not a problem."

Samoyed nodded his head, but then his tone shifted, saying: