Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2345: Lost to the Jedi (6)

Chapter 2345 Lost in the Jedi (6)

Meanwhile(?), at seven in the morning, somewhere over the Mediterranean.

"Um..." The sleepy Albert just tried his best to keep himself from falling asleep. While driving fatigued, he occasionally pushed the cavalry's joystick a few times while he was tired. Let the cavalry fly crooked like a drunk.

"Hey, cheer up." Mutter pinched the tiger's back a few times, trying to wake Albert up: "Do you want us to crash?"

"Heh~" Albert yawned: "Even if you fall asleep, it's not a big problem, the iron ride itself has a locking lever and an autopilot function... ummmmmmm. ...maybe I really should get some sleep...the game is in a few hours?"

Swish...Swish...

There was a noise from the communicator of the iron cavalry, which once made Albert the tiger man think that the communicator was broken, but after a round of noise, it came out muddy, but he could barely hear it clearly The voice, the speaker is still the captain of the Sandstorm Sphinx team, Shiloma.

"(Swish) Albert? (Swish) Can you hear me?"

"I'm listening," Albert replied, repeating it several times because of the poor signal.

" (Swish Swish) Where are you now? (Swish) If you are on your way back to Cairo, hurry up and enter the Cairo Hotel to hide! (Swish Swish) There will be martial law in Rome (Swish), the protective shield will Let the iron cavalry not be able to enter the city!"

"Martial law? Why did it suddenly become martial law?" The cat boy asked curiously.

"Shh!" Albert interrupted. The communication was already muddled. He tried to understand exactly what Shiloma was talking about. He couldn't be disturbed at this time.

"The fleet (Swish Swish) is about to attack, (Swish Swish) today's game (Swish) may be canceled."

"The competition is canceled? What the **** is the fleet?" Albert asked.

(rustling, rustling, rustling)

"Hey! Make it clear!" The tiger man was anxious, but there was no echo from the other end of the communicator, and the signal was cut off again.

"Anyway, let's hurry back." Mutter urged: "If it is blocked by the protective cover, and even Cairo can't get in, it will be troublesome."

"I'm not worried about that." Albert hummed. Bedivere's sand boat, the Dawn, is moored in the stone pillar forest of the Red Sea. Even if Albert and the others can't enter Cairo, at least they still have a place to stay. But the fleet? Martial law? Really caring. What the **** is going on?

Although this may cause a lot of wear and tear to the cavalry's engine, the tiger man youth still slammed on the accelerator, started sprinting at the maximum speed that the cavalry can achieve, and accelerated to Cairo.

Before they even approached Cairo's airspace, they saw a large fleet deployed in the sky outside the city. Judging from the standard and style of the ships, these ships came from various African countries, and even mixed with the British and some European fleets, but the main fleet was still dispatched by Egypt.

Is this going to be a war? Who is the opponent?

"The iron cavalry in the distance, please indicate your identity!" It was only about five kilometers away from Cairo, and Albert immediately received a martial law warning: "The airspace of Cairo is currently under martial law. If you approach recklessly, the fleet will take you Shoot down!"

"Wait, I'm just------"

"He's with me." Bedivere's voice came from the communicator: "Al, come and join us, don't mess around there. If you slow down, you'll be shot."

"Tsk." The tiger man smacked his lips and stepped on the accelerator again. He saw a light spot like a beacon flickering in the distance, and let his iron cavalry fly towards the beacon.

Dawn in Bediveville looks pretty much the same as usual, but the vibe seems to be a little different. Albert swiftly stopped the cavalry on the deck of the Dawn, just in time to see Bedivere come out to greet him.

"What are you doing? This is going to war, meow? Why did your ship slip into the war fleet again?" Albert asked three times when he came up.

"The fleet is preparing to deal with Moby Dick." Bedivere said, "Last night it came to attack the city and nearly killed and injured millions of innocent citizens of Cairo."

"So Egypt assembled this huge fleet to fight Moby Dick?"

"Well...it became like this after half pushing and half pushing." The werewolf youth scratched his head: "Perhaps this also means that the prince is very well-connected.... But it is estimated that African countries also Worried that my own country will be attacked by Moby Dick like Egypt, I have to be active - even if it is just to send a few warships to do it."

"I don't understand what you're saying at all," Mutter muttered.

"Well," the werewolf youth looked up and down the bruised and exhausted Albert: "Don't worry, we'll fix this matter. I heard that the Dark American football game was also stopped. , because of today's incident? You should take it as a holiday, take a good rest for a day, and rest in the medical cabin of the Dawn with your little valet?"

"Who's the little sidekick!" "Isn't your ship also fighting, meow?" Mutter spoke almost together with Albert, and the voices were mixed.

"The Dawn seems to be able to be divided into two parts, [combat module] and [life module]. Those who don't participate in the war today should just stay in the life module." Bedivere replied (completely ignoring Mutter "Unless, you also want to join in the fun? There is no room for you to play in the fleet battle. It's just staying in the boat and watching the show?"

"Then I won't join in the fun." Albert hummed, and now he really has no interest in Moby Dick at all, and just wants to find a bed for a good night's sleep.

"Huh." Bedivere smiled lightly, "Eve, settle them down."

"Understood, Captain." The artificial intelligence navigation system of the sand ship replied, a large golem has been sent here to accept Albert's iron cavalry, and a holographic guiding beam has been released to guide Ai Albert went to the infirmary.

"Is there a way to contact the Cairo Grand Hotel?" The tiger man asked again: "Just now, the person in charge of the team tried to communicate with me, but the signal reception was poor, and the line was disconnected without saying a few words. I have to figure out what's going on over there."

"It may be more difficult now. The communication channels here are occupied by various fleets. If the special channel is not used, the signal interference will be very large. Even if we can use the special communication channel on our side to try to contact your team, They don't necessarily know about this channel."

"Humph..." Albert frowned. It seems impossible to communicate with the Sphinx team in this way. Now driving the iron cavalry directly into Cairo, it is estimated that it will stimulate the surrounding fleets. Maybe the warship could not help but open fire on him.

"Are you really in such a hurry, can't you wait any longer?" Bedivere asked again, "Just wait until about nine o'clock, this fleet will set off to slay Moby Dick, the desert demon whale, and the Dawn The life module of the resident remains in the sky above Cairo, but there is no such strong signal interference, and the communication will return to normal."

"That's all." Albert frowned. With things so big, today's Dark American football game really seems to be dead. Fortunately, he rushed back to Cairo in a hurry, thinking that he had to catch up with today's game. But even if he was exhausted, he could just find a chance to take a rest.

"Yo, big tiger!" Before he could go far, Albert heard a child calling near the lounge.

"Yo, little tiger!" He also walked over with a joking smile and greeted Aubert: "Here again to join in the fun? Are you cute?"

"No good, I was grounded by Uncle Wolf for an extra week, comfort me!" Aubert also acted like a joke, but his complaints were half serious.

"You're not going to the infirmary, are you?" Mutter asked gloomily when he saw Albert's sudden energy.

"Let's wait for the fleet to leave here." The young tiger man held up the young tiger man who was half shorter than him while lying on the sofa and stretched: "After the communication is restored, I have to contact Captain Shiloma, right. No?"

"Although you're right..." Mutter shrugged and sat down beside the sofa.

"Hey, the kitty has a strange fishy smell!" Aubert leaned over to Mutter and sniffed again: "It smells bad."

"You're the kitty." The cat boy pushed away the little tiger's face angrily. Although this kid is really lively and cute, he sometimes doesn't hide his mouth and is quite annoying.

"By the way, didn't you take a bath in Lviv's stone room, meow?" Albert also asked curiously. He has been with Mutter since a few hours ago, and he may have been used to the smell of the cat boy, so he didn't notice that Mutter still carried the stench from the blood-red crystal cocoon. Now that Aubert brought it up again, he asked curiously.

"I didn't wash it..." Mutter blushed: "There is only water there, no shower gel, how can it be washed with water alone."

"Then go wash it again, idiot!"

"Now?"

"Not now, are you planning to hold back until tonight, meow?" Albert wondered whether he should laugh or cry.

"But there's a fleet out there, ready to go to war, and it seems like the ship is about to split in two..."

"Hmm, I understand, but I don't like bathing very much." Listening to Mutter's explanation, the tiger man nodded solemnly.

"Shut up for me!" Mutt said angrily.

"It's so scary!" Aubert immediately jokingly hid behind Albert: "The big tiger guards the puppet!"

"You are more serious than children." Albert said with a sullen smile.

"Anyway, I'm stingy." Mutter replied with a small mouth, turning his head to look at the scenery outside the window. It was only after seven o'clock, and the fleet heard that it would not leave until nine o'clock, which meant that he planned to wait for two hours before taking a bath.

Albert couldn't do anything about Mutt either, so he just played with Obert and grabbed some cold fries on the coffee table to eat. After the cold fries became dry and crunchy due to dehydration, he ate them with relish.

"Is it delicious? It's astringent after it's cold~" Aubert asked curiously. These fries were put on the coffee table because he thought it was too cold.

"It's crunchy and has a good taste. Astringency is not a big problem. It's good to have a little bit of bitterness. This is the taste of adults." Albert was playing with the little tiger, although he didn't care at all. Are these fries delicious in their original flavor or with a bit of bitterness?

"Is it meow?" Obert was then duped, dubiously shoving a piece of French fries into his mouth. But he really didn't like the slightly bitter taste of the cold french fries, and immediately spit it out: "It's still unpalatable!"

"Ahahahahaha!" Albert burst into a series of laughs, amused by the goofy look of the little tiger.

Not far away, Lawrence was busy coaxing Kate to eat the bland oatmeal porridge that Kate disliked. Hearing Albert teasing Obert, he couldn't help but say with a bit of embarrassment: "The boss is not small. Are you still bullying children?"

"No bullying, no bullying, just kidding." Albert wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes due to his hilarious laughter, and restrained his smile.

At this time, the Dawn shook and the ship began to change.

"Wow, split again!" Kate said excitedly.

"This is fast? Their combat operations started ahead of time, meow?" Albert also looked out the window curiously, but it was difficult to see the process of separation of the two modules of the Dawn from this angle. There are many complex structures changing outside.

"Because the location of Moby Dick has changed, the Dawn will now be split. The combat module will follow the Cairo fleet to chase Moby Dick, while the life module will sail to Cairo to join the battleship of Great Britain. ." Bedivere's voice came from the loudspeaker in the lounge: "You all be honest, don't get into trouble when we go out to fight, okay?"

"Yes~Yes~" Aubert raised his hand and shouted, as if thinking that Bedivere could see his positivity through something: "Uncle Wolf, let's go!~"

"Of course, of course," Albert also replied perfunctorily, as if sarcastically.

"Stay safe, boss," Lawrence also said.

"It shouldn't be a terrible battle," Bedivere continued, "but in case we don't come back...Lawrence, you will take over command of the Dawning life module, Settle the rest, get it?"

"Is such a heavy responsibility to be handed over to me like this..."

"When that time comes, the British side will naturally arrange for staff to pick up the children, and the people who should leave on the ship will naturally leave." Bediveville continued: "When the ship is emptied, it will be Yours. So don't stress too much."

"You asked me to take over an empty ship? Wouldn't it be worse---" Lawrence groaned with a wry smile.

"Hoohoo...then you pray ~IndoMTL.com~ hope we can come back safely." Bedivere snorted and cut off the communication.

The battle module of the Dawn was completely separated from the life module, and changed into a shape close to the cone-shaped, small assault ship, and began to move forward. The part of the life module that Albert and the others were in retreated and flew straight to the logistics fleet on the other side of Cairo.

"That's it..." Kate hummed.

"They will come back safely," Lawrence advised.

"Probably not." Aubert suddenly said: "If Big Brother is right, according to history, Uncle Wolf will die today."

Albert's face changed: "What are you talking about?"

"So, it's [history]." Aubert replied with a serious face, "What happened will definitely happen again, and it will never change. That's the [established history]~ !"

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