Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 345 Squig

Squig is a companion creature of the orcs, which can better adapt to the environment after being transformed by the orcs. During the long period of symbiosis, the orcs gradually tamed this kind of monster.

Just as there are various types of Orcs, there are also many classifications of Squigs. In the ethnic composition of Orcs, Squigs take on the position of pigs, cattle, sheep, and horses in human agricultural society. These monsters are the source of food and leather for Orcs, and can also serve as pets or garbage disposals. At the same time, specially bred ferocious breeds can also be used on the battlefield as combat vehicles.

The Squig chosen by the orcs for this competition has obviously exceeded the category of "meat livestock" in terms of its size and habits. Its shoulder height when all four hooves land on the ground is more than two meters. This Squig has sharp horns on its head, thick mane and scaly keratin on its chest, and bulging muscles under the thick fur.

If this Squig were thrown into the battlefield, ordinary bullets would probably not be able to penetrate the defenses of its head and chest, and one of its corners could overturn a Chimera infantry vehicle.

Its personality was as violent as that of an orc. The cage used to hold it was specially reinforced by orc technicians, with steel bars instead of steel pipes used for welding. However, even so, several bars were broken by its fierce struggle.

Harden walked up to the cage containing Squig, which was littered with the hair and flesh torn off by the monster's struggle, and stained with blood.

The ferocious monster's body was covered with scars from struggling, and the leg tied with the chain had been worn away so much that the flesh and blood could almost be seen on the bone. At this moment, it seemed to be tired, so it knelt in the center of the cage, with its head hung, snorting helplessly, looking sick.

"Open it." Harden ordered the orc technician.

The orc technician boy found the key from a pile of strange things, and they opened the lock of the cage, but when they were about to open the cage door, it got stuck and could not be opened.

It turned out that because of Squig's struggle just now, the cage had been deformed by the impact.

The young technicians were in a dilemma. They knew that they couldn't open the cage and had to ask Harden to do it. This iron cage was strong for them but it was probably as hard as paper for Harden. However, no orc boy wanted to lose points in front of his boss, so they could only continue to fight with the stuck cage.

After about half a minute, an exceptionally clever technician suddenly came up with an idea. He picked up a steel bar that had been broken and bent by Squiggle and inserted it into the gap in the cage door, acting as a crowbar.

The other income guys applauded the technician's cleverness, and then they worked together, and finally, with a "boom", the cage door was pried open.

"Roar--"

But the moment the cage door was pried open, the monster in the cage let out a long roar, broke the chains and rushed out of the cage.

"Surprise! Big surprise! The ingredients escaped! The ingredients escaped!"

The tour guide followed the report promptly, and the orc boy, who had been a little bored from watching the cooking, suddenly became energetic again.

But after leaving the cage and rushing forward a few steps, the Squig suddenly turned around and rushed into the orc boys who had no time to retreat, and pierced the slowest one on the horns, then pushed it forward against the ground.

It never gave up resistance, but simply gave up futile resistance and turned to accumulating strength.

"No! No! The ingredients didn't run away! They didn't run away! Not only did they not run away! They even dared to fight back against us?!"

The orc who was pinned by Squig on the horns rubbed against the ground all the way, half of his body was worn away, and blood and internal organs were smeared for hundreds of meters. Then Squig shook off the corpse on the horns and turned his horns to aim at Harden who was wearing an apron.

Harden did not move the entire time. He was fully capable of subduing the Squig the moment it escaped, but he did not do so because the Squig escaped from the chains made by the orc technicians. These technicians' products were substandard, and this was a small punishment for them.

"Roar!"

The Squig rubbed its front hooves against each other and rushed towards Harden. The Squig was over three meters tall at the shoulder, while Harden was over eight meters tall, a difference of nearly three times.

However, in actual combat, the gap does not seem to be as big as imagined. A person is 1.8 meters tall, while the shoulder height of an Asian gray wolf is about 60 to 80 centimeters. The gap is also nearly three times. So from a human perspective, Harden is a desperate gray wolf with horns rushing towards him.

But Harden never looked the Squig in the eye. A beast of this level was not worthy of his attention.

Harden casually stretched out his hand and accurately grabbed the Squig's horns. The Finger Squig was not even qualified to wrestle with Harden. Harden casually raised his hand and knocked it to the ground, then followed up and broke its neck with his bare hands.

"Beautiful! A deadly blow! This Squig is no challenge to Crazy Fang."

Harden picked up the body of the Squig. Its body length was nearly five meters, and not much shorter than Harden if the tail was included. It was very difficult for humans to take down an animal that was much smaller than themselves but not too big to be exaggerated without getting hurt. But Harden did it so easily.

“Bleeding!!”

Howard watched Harden carrying the Squirrel with a broken neck for a long time, and finally couldn't help but shout.

If livestock are not bled after being slaughtered, their quality will be seriously affected. He has a psychological trauma in this regard. There was a time when he could only eat pork and beef that were electrocuted and not bled. So he had to rinse them with water to remove the blood foam before cooking every time. The smell in the kitchen during the rinsing process almost made him vomit, so he could only live on vegetables mixed with chili sauce every day.

But Harden seemed not to hear what Howard said. He used his claws to cut open Squig's belly, then grabbed the edge of the cut belly with one hand, and used the other hand to turn Squig over with a little force. Then with a "hiss", half of Squig's skin was torn off. He repeated this process again, and the fur on Squig's entire belly and back was peeled off.

Then Harden stabbed the skinned and bloody lower back of Squig with his bare hands and tore off a thin strip of flesh.

Then Harden threw the Squig back to the ground. Even at this time, it was still alive and its limbs were still twitching.

Then Harden carried the piece of meat that was still dripping with blood back to his cooking table. He placed the meat on the chopping board, took out the cookbook again and put it aside, then picked up the meat cleaver that he had sharpened for a long time and carefully cut the tenderloin.

After changing the knife, he picked up the meat with a fork. If Howard guessed correctly, was he removing the acid?

From this perspective, this orc named Harden may really understand. Maybe he can really cook, or even cook better than Howard.