"Gentlemen, you've been in the factory guard's officer training program for a month now, and today I've got an exam for you, many of you should actually know the answers. For example, Abik, you are a Dwarf and have fought in the Eastern Kingdom against zombies for ten years; you should know their habits."
The young instructor said with a smile.
The Dwarf below raised his left hand, nodding: "That's right, it's just about being good at desperate fights, sir."
"Indeed, you all excel at desperate fights. Tuojin, I recall you're from the north side of the Great Wilderness in the Eastern Kingdom, you must be fully aware of your old adversaries, the Black Orcs."
"Yes," the young man nodded.
"Tell us, if it's an ambush by Black Orcs, how would they do it, and what should we do in response?"
