Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 651: Big shot

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The sound of footsteps going away came in his ears, and Allen hiding behind the tree almost thought he had heard it wrong. (Update the fastest and most stable)

This team obviously belongs to the Federation, but they actually made a deal with the Catu, which is absolutely a shocking secret.

He didn't intend to pay attention to a mysterious caravan that deliberately scratched off the logo to cover up all the information. But now it was another matter. Allen slipped silently from the tree. In the wilderness outside the forest, the tactical speed car has moved again. Allen leaned forward and galloped, his figure blurred in the night with his small steps. Strangely, there was no sound of breaking through the air below the heights, and just like that, he silently came to the rear of the chariot. Shortly leaning towards the bottom of the car, and then reached out to grasp the chassis, the chariot floated up and started to move forward.

He had thought about it before that someone in the Federation would leak information to the enemy, otherwise the opponent would not be able to accurately intercept the fleet twice. Now seeing the convoy with his own eyes and hearing the conversation of the two soldiers confirmed his thoughts. Sure enough, there is a ghost in the Federation, and he desperately wants to know who that person is? If this traitor is not found out, not only will the Federation suffer defeat in this war, but even the children of their families who choose to hunt freely may not be able to return.

Alan felt a chill in his back when he thought of the enemy's actions. Fortunately, it is not too late now.

When the devil's praise came to Alan's hands, he had already awakened as the first-order blood hymn. The blood-red short knife inserted into the chassis of the speeding car, cutting the alloy armor as easily as cheese. Alan tore a gap in the chassis for him to pass through. When a regular piece of armor fell on the thick snow of the wilderness, Alan had entered the rear cabin of the speed car through the gap. There are two rows of cargo boxes stacked here, with fuel signs on one side and weapons on the other.

Allen retracted the source device, opened the weapon box, and picked a brand new magic rifle in it. The rifle has only two gears, and the ability to set the magic sequence is also very common. Hurricane shooting, a very common ability, can make the elemental bullets shoot out at a faster speed to achieve the effect of quick attack. Allen shrugged. Now this weapon is like a tasteless weapon to him, but using it to kill the enemy does not need to release its ability, and it will not attract the attention of the strong in the convoy.

There is only an automatic door between the rear cabin and the cab as a partition. Allen walked over and reached out and buckled lightly.

"Know, Ben, I'm so tired of that woman. Her needs are so many that I can't meet them a little bit. God knows how many men climbed up to her when I was not at home. "

"So you found a young man, didn't you? Damn, what is her name, she is only fifteen years old?"

"Her name is Qiao Li. To be precise, she is only fourteen years old. But you wouldn't know that she is so enthusiastic about sex."

The two men smiled knowingly. The cab of the tactical speed car only had two seats, and there was no third soldier in the car. So when there was a knock on the door behind the automatic door, both of them smiled.

"What's the matter?" Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the soldier named Bann looked suspicious.

Laud, who was driving the car, frowned and said: "Something touched the door, or maybe there is a ghost hiding in our back cabin?"

"This joke is so cold. Let me see what's going on." Bann unfastened his seat belt, picked up his rifle under his seat, and put on his tactical helmet.

"Be careful, man."

"Yes." Bann made a gesture, unlocked the safety lock of the magic rifle, and walked to the automatic door. He adjusted the rifle to an angle where he could shoot at any time, then reached out and entered a serial command on the code lock next to the automatic door. After the wisdom brain showed that the input was correct, the automatic door opened with a light click. As soon as the door opened a crack, Ban raised his rifle and dived into the dark space of the rear cabin.

After finding no one in the cabin, he walked in and turned on the lighting switch next to him. The lights on both sides of the cabin turned on, and Benn saw a gap in the ground. From the gap in the chassis, he could see the retreating snow and the occasional shadow of a grass ball.

"Damn it." Benn lost his voice.

Laud asked in the cab: "What's the matter?"

"A gap..." Benn said back, but he suddenly froze. In the empty place just now, I don't know when another figure will appear. In the light of the cabin, he looked like a hunter wandering in the wild. It was covered with a cloak made of animal skins, with tattered clothes and broken armor inside. He was also carrying a fierce, **** heavy knife behind his back, but he was holding a federal army's magic rifle in his hand. Judging from the style, it seems to have just been taken out of the weapon box in the left hand.

The man flashed forward suddenly.

Bann vowed that he had never seen such a rapid movement. Almost leaning slightly at the opponent's figure, that figure already occupies all of his vision. Following the cold in his chest, Benn seemed to know what was going on. He shook his head vigorously, trying to tell himself that it shouldn't be the case. But through the shield of the tactical helmet, he saw the opponent's hand against his chest in the corner of his sight.

A handle emerged from that hand, and a gem carved into the shape of a devil at the end had a **** halo. Bann felt that those were his blood, and then the world quickly became cold. At the end of his life, he only saw the man's silver head and two ruby-like eyes.

Alan put down the corpse softly and crashed into the cab like lightning. The magic rifle was spotted on Lauder's head, and he said in a calm tone: "From now on, you must listen to me. Unless you don't want to see that Jolly again, then now, tell me your name."

"Lou...Loude. Listen, sir, this is a very irrational behavior. Do you know what you are doing? I bet that if you know who we are, you will be so scared."

Ellen smiled, and Lauder had to admit that the uninvited guest had a bright smile. Like the sunshine in March, it warms people's hearts.

"Then Mr. Lauder, do you have any good suggestions?"

"I suggest you get out of the car immediately. I can act as if nothing is born, really."

"Including me killing one of your colleagues?"

"Bann? Damn, yes, I didn't think I saw it."

Ellen shook his head, his smile disappeared suddenly, his expression was like a March sun, suddenly turned into a cold winter: "Mr. Lauder, I am not a child, so don't use this kind of nonsense to deceive me. Don't say anything. Car, as long as I turn around, you will shoot at me. Even if the shot is missed, you will immediately report up. How many soldiers will chase and kill me at that time. One hundred? Or two hundred? Oh, you still have a colonel, What is his name?"

Sweat dripped on Lauder's forehead. He finally knew that he had underestimated the big boy in front of him. His mind was much more discreet than the childish face, and he even knew that there was a colonel in the team. Lauder was a little uncertain as to how much Allen knew.

"I know what you are doing. Mr. Lauder, to be honest, what you are doing is really filthy. We are at war with those big rhinos, oh, and the **** Gry. Sell ​​strategic materials such as the Shadow Star Diamond to the other party. I guess, do the Catu people have dark matter cannons or black hole weapons? How can they use something like the Shadow Star Diamond."

Laud's heart beats hard, and there is a voice in his heart screaming: Kill him, he knows too much.

"Your heartbeat is increasing. This is not a good sign. Don't give any idea, Mr. Lauder. Now tell me which regiment you are. Who is the colonel in the convoy and your final destination. Coordinates. I need to know these, I promise, as long as you don’t hide, then I can let you get off the car. Of course, you have to sleep for a day or two."

Laud opened his mouth, just about to say something. At this time, the communicator next to it lit up, which made the soldier's expression very contradictory.

Allen put a gun to his head: "You should know what to say. Mr. Lauder, I believe that when you choose to betray the Federation, there is no honor or loyalty to speak of. I hope you will not be at this time. Suddenly remember these things. Otherwise, you might have to say goodbye to that beautiful Miss Joli."

Louder smiled bitterly and reached out and patted the communicator. A murky voice suddenly sounded in the equipment: "What's the matter, number 7, why didn't you answer it right away, what happened to you?"

"No, no. Colonel Bra, it's just that Benn just told a joke and I didn't react for a while." Lauder replied.

"Joke? You are so leisurely, Mr. Lauder. For the sake of God, shut your mouths obediently. Now, give me a serious job."

The communication was interrupted, and the sharp lingering sound from the equipment seemed to be thrown down the walkie-talkie heavily by the other party.

"This Colonel Bula has a bad temper." Allen sat in the co-pilot seat, still pointing his gun at the driver: "Okay, let's talk, where did you come from?"

Betraying this kind of thing, the first step is always more difficult. But as long as the first step is taken, the next step is much easier. Lauder deceived the Colonel Bra, and his psychology has changed slightly from before. He recruited a large part of the intelligence, but the information surprised Allen very much. The members of this convoy are undoubtedly from the federal army. But the soldiers and officers were not from the same legion, like the one in front of Lauder, a corporal in the spread of death. And the dead Bann was a first-class soldier in the Iron Fist Legion.

There is also Colonel Bra, but he is from the Golden Lion. In this way, it is not easy to infer the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes from the corps to which the soldiers belong, but everything is always relative. The ability to draw these soldiers and officers from many corps also indirectly explains one thing.

That's a big man with high authority!